Chapter 987 Saint Thief, Suotian

There are still many doors in the vast room.

But here is quite different from the outside, there is a vortex above, and the power of the stars gathers down.

There is a circular ring below, and there are light spots similar to starlight inside, floating erratically, faintly visible and difficult to catch.

Only the lock sky correlation can capture these light spots.

And the only ones who can do this are the holy thieves.

However, Liao Yingrong and the other three, who are holy thieves, hit a wall everywhere, and they couldn't get what was inside.

Disdain appeared in the eyes of the man from the Sky Spirit Tribe in front of him.

At this time, he has completely controlled the situation.

Jiang Hao looked at the other party and frowned.

This Sky Spirit Tribe is different from Liao Yingrong and the other three. His cultivation base is also perfect, but his power is surging and majestic.

Can be promoted at any time.

It's just that there are invisible forces around him suppressing him, making it impossible for him to break through.

"It looks like a feather, but half of its foot has already stepped into Dengxian, and the Tianling clan is really good at picking people.

"But he can't be promoted like this, which means that even if my cultivation is full, I can't be promoted?" Jiang Hao thought to himself.

Of course, he still felt that there was a turning point.

Just a guess.

Everyone thinks that becoming a fairy is the limit. When this matter becomes a consensus, as long as the suppression is reduced by one point, it may become the first level of immortality to enter.

At that time, people from the Tianling clan will have an absolute advantage when they enter again.

But there are not many people outside the first level of Yuhua.

Even if someone tries to enter, it is basically not the first level of immortality.

In addition, there is no need for anyone to come in, as long as the people inside are promoted to immortals, then no one will notice.

People outside would never dream that they can enter the first level of immortality.

That's why Jiang Hao let Dengxian rank one or two enter.

Being able to enter them has an advantage, and it doesn't matter if they are discovered, at least the water is mixed.

The Sky Spirit Clan can't even think about gaining an advantage.

As for whether it will develop according to his conjecture, it is unknown.

It is still fully fledged.

"Shou'en attacked with me, Zuo Jing went to get something." Liao Yingrong said in a low voice.

The two nodded.

Then three forces burst out.

Liao Yingrong had a sharp sword intent all over his body, while Tong Shouen's body was wrapped in power and a huge phantom appeared.

The two of them attacked quickly and hit the golden light of the Sky Spirit Race.

Boom!

The golden light shook, but was quickly stabilized by the people inside.

Zuo Jing reached out to grab something.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man of the Sky Spirit Clan burst out laughing.

"It's useless. Try it a hundred times and the result will be the same."

As the words fell, the astrolabe in his hand surged, and a powerful force came from the sky.

fall in the ring.

Not only that, his perfect power shook all directions and knocked back all the attacks around him.

Liao Yingrong and Tong Shouen did not give up and continued to attack.

Boom!

They attack very frequently.

Although there is some pressure on the Tianling men to take care of both sides, it doesn't affect anything.

He laughed louder and louder.

There is a feeling of elation.

"The holy thief is nothing more than that."

Another roar of power came.

Liao Yingrong and the others were repelled again.

This time they glanced at each other and rushed directly to the ring, intending to directly steal the talent inside.

They saw that the Eldar could not come out of the light.

At least he didn't dare.

At this moment, the three joined forces to attack the ring and began to snatch the things inside.

The middle-aged man of the Tianling tribe snorted coldly, the astrolabe surged in his hand, and a powerful force tilted down.

Liao Yingrong's hand had already entered the ring, but there was a starlight blocking his progress.

The two sides played against each other, and there was a huge tension.

All of a sudden, Liao Yingrong's veins bulged, and he started to move forward with a roar.

Even though the body started to spill some blood, it didn't stop.

And Tong Shouen and Zuo Jing opened the way for Liao Yingrong to resist more stars.

For a moment, a storm of power swept across the surrounding area, able to push everything away.

Jiang Hao frowned as he watched the contest.

The delay here is a bit long, and...

He looked up and felt that there was a steady stream of power coming from above, unless he took away his talent with overwhelming force.

Otherwise, these three people cannot succeed.

Can't consume the opponent.

But if they don't take it away, they don't look like they will lead the way.

Jiang Hao sighed.

At this time, the power ahead surged, and a talent was taken out, but it was quickly shattered by the starlight.

For a moment, the terrifying power exploded.

Boom!

The three of Liao Yingrong vomited blood and were shocked out.

Even the Sky Spirit Race was repelled a little.

This talent carries the power of chaos and rage, as well as a sense of immortality.

Is this the talent of the fairy race? Jiang Hao was surprised.

And with the meaning of a fairy, no wonder it is suppressed here.

It is to kill this kind of thought.

"Damn it." Liao Yingrong yelled angrily, "Back quickly, once this kind of intention erupts, the people who get close will be eroded if they don't have enough strength.

The chaos of talent will cause unknown changes in your body. "

He was yelling at Jiang Hao.

The three of them had been repelled and came to a fairly safe position, but Jiang Hao didn't seem to have any intention of retreating, and not only that, he was still moving forward.

Jiang Hao felt emotional in his heart.

Although the Saint Thief is amazing, he has been asleep for too long.

The initiative has been lost.

And here is a place, the Tianling clan firmly suppressed the holy thief.

If you continue to procrastinate, you don't know how much time you will waste.

It is very likely that he will miss the time when he is doing things safely.

That being the case, why not make a move, taking away the talent of the immortal clan is not a bad thing.

Little effort.

"Come back quickly, this is the talent of the immortal clan. With their unwilling resentment, your cultivation base is too weak and you don't have our ability, so you will be eroded." Zuo Jing also spoke.

Jiang Hao walked forward with strides, turning a deaf ear to the reminder from behind.

Soon some talented stars came to him, once it was eroded, it was hard to predict.

"Damn it." Liao Yingrong was furious and wanted to strike.

It's just too late.

But before he could take a step, the talented star light suddenly stopped in front of Jiang Hao, and the original violent talent seemed to be tamed.

Liao Yingrong was somewhat taken aback by this sudden change.

Can't even think about it.

"Aren't you a member of the Holy Thief? If that's the case, why come here to die?" The middle-aged man of the Tianling tribe stood in the golden light and looked at Jiang Hao and said coldly.

"They're wasting too much time. I'll take these things away." Jiang Hao's tone was flat, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.

"You take it away? Do you think you are alive as a saint thief?" the middle-aged man sneered.

Jiang Hao smiled slightly and didn't care. At this moment, he came all the way to the ring.

For some reason, the surrounding talent stars have all stabilized, as if waiting to be collected.

The burst of talent starlight gradually subsided, and there was no movement around Jiang Hao.

Together with the surrounding power storms, they stopped.

The middle-aged man of the Sky Spirit Tribe frowned, noticing something unusual, but he wasn't worried about anything.

At this moment, Jiang Hao stretched out his hand, and following his movements, the surrounding talented stars seemed to be summoned, and they all rushed over.

Seeing this scene, Liao Yingrong shrank.

He watched Jiang Hao's hand reach into the ring, and then a familiar force began to unfold.

This force caused the surrounding space to vibrate, even distorting it.

Even more rejected by heaven and earth.

This is......

At this moment, there was nothing else in his eyes, only Jiang Hao's figure.

The moment this figure made a move, all the talented stars in the ring surged and converged towards his palm.

The invisible thunder galloped through the space, as if trying to stop this person's spell.

And the starlight of the Tianling clan fell, trying to shock Jiang Hao back.

However, all the starlight fell on Jiang Hao's power and shattered, unable to shake it at all.

Even the middle-aged man of the Tianling clan opened his mouth wide, a little unbelievable, he recognized it.

At this time, the eyes of Liao Yingrong and the others were filled with shock, then disbelief, and then tears wet their eyes.

At last they gritted their teeth and stared angrily.

At this moment, endless killing intent appeared on the three of them, and this killing intent made them hideous.

"kill him."

Liao Yingrong let out a heart-piercing roar, and the killing intent filled the whole room.

Life seemed to be burning.

Never die!