Chapter 1030

"Where is my magic treasure?"

"Where is my space ring?"

"Where the hell is my staff?"

Magic treasures and space rings being gone was one thing, but the most outrageous thing was that the staff that was clearly in their hands disappeared in an instant.

Turning their heads to look, they didn't know when it had fallen into the hands of the Dao Yi Sect disciples.

Seeing his beloved staff, this Buddhist disciple immediately roared angrily.

"Little thief, return my staff."

"Return your sister."

And the Dao Yi Sect disciple, without hesitation, directly put it into his space ring.

Although he couldn't use it either, was there any reason to spit back something that had fallen into his hands?

For a time, the entire battlefield was filled with angry scolding.

The battle hadn't started long, and these Buddhist disciples, one by one, had been stripped clean by the Dao Yi Sect disciples.

The magic tools tucked at their waists were gone, the space rings worn on their hands were gone, and even the staffs held in their hands were gone.

A group of Dao Yi Sect disciples one after another transformed into heroes of the stealing forest.

As for where they learned these skills, that had to start with Wang Five and Song Yi.

These two goods had successively stolen the treasure vault of the Black Tiger Demon King and were honored as the Stealing Saint and Stealing God of the stealing forest.

At first, only the disciples of the Sword Peak and Jade Maiden Peak learned it; after all, with this hand, it was very useful when grabbing food or unfastening someone's belt.

It was just unexpected that this stealing forest method was also so practical on the battlefield.

Later, this hand was slowly spread within the Dao Yi Sect, and more and more disciples began to learn this stealing forest method.

And don't say it, don't worry about whether it's glorious or not, but sometimes it's just useful.

For this reason, Wang Five and Song Yi also generously contributed their family's unique skills.

Cloud-Probing Hand and Star-Following Finger.

It was also because of this that the disciples knew that Wang Five and Song Yi were actually from a family of the stealing forest, and several generations of their family were heroes of the stealing forest.

Of course, the sect didn't let the two suffer losses; Hong Zun made the decision to exchange two Earth-grade top-tier techniques and gave them to the two's families.

Speaking of which, they even made a profit.

It was just that, after reaching the hands of the Dao Yi Sect disciples, this Cloud-Probing Hand and Star-Following Finger seemed to truly reveal their power.

Before, when they were in the Wang and Song families, it was truly a grievance to them.

Look at it now, on the battlefield, nearly half of the Buddhist disciples were already bare.

"Bold evil thief, return this monk's kasaya."

"You are not human, you even steal from a monk."

"Are you still going to fight or not? Damn it, you even want my underpants?"

Never mind the kasaya; as space rings and magic treasures became fewer and fewer, the Dao Yi Sect disciples who were carried away with stealing didn't care what it was; as long as they touched it, it was theirs.

Kasayas, monk robes, and in the end, they didn't even let go of the underpants.

Where had the Buddhist disciples ever seen such a battle formation?

They were here to fight a war, here to risk their lives, but until now, they hadn't risked their lives, but their clothes had been stripped clean by others.

Although this didn't affect anything, in the end, it didn't affect their combat power.

But damn it, fighting naked always felt a bit uncomfortable; they hadn't encountered such things before.

Who the hell didn't want to kill the other party when fighting, but kept stealing instead?

And the Dao Yi Sect disciples didn't care about these; no matter what it was, they just stole it and stuffed it into their space rings.

"Hey, Master, your underpants are yellow; is Buddhism so hard?"

"Little thief, you are looking for death."

Hearing the disdain of the Dao Yi Sect disciple, the Buddhist disciple's face turned red, and he roared, charging up to risk his life.

There were also disciples who, with a casual claw, only felt that their hands were slippery, and turning their heads to look, a bright red bellyband appeared in their hands.

"Hmm???"

With complex eyes, he turned his head to look; it was a monk, right? Why did a bellyband come out?

And this Buddhist disciple was ashamed and angry, his teeth biting until they rattled.

"What are you looking at?"

"Tsk tsk, it's still you Buddhists who know how to play."

"I'll fight you to the death."

The Buddhist side was almost going crazy; never mind these disciples, even high in the sky, the Buddhist Saints who were fighting fiercely with Hong Zun and the others had red faces at this time.

Because damn it, it wasn't just the disciples stealing; even Hong Zun and these Dao Yi Sect Saints were stealing.

Look, this Buddhist Saint who was fighting fiercely with Hong Zun now had his upper body bare; the kasaya was gone, the monk robe was gone, and only a pair of underpants remained.

A gust of wind blew by, and he only felt chilly; this Buddhist Saint revealed killing intent and roared at Hong Zun.

"Hong Zun, this old monk will definitely kill you today."

"What the hell are you talking about? Cloud-Probing Hand."

Hearing this, Hong Zun couldn't be bothered to pay attention; he grabbed with one hand, and this Buddhist Saint immediately felt a chill at his crotch and instinctively hurried to protect it.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise even these last underpants would have been gone.

"You..."

"You what you, idiot, why are you holding your belt?"

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief and looked angrily at Hong Zun, he only took one look and saw that Hong Zun had an extra pair of underpants in his hand, and it looked so familiar, why?

He lowered his head silently and saw that what his hands were holding was only a belt, and as for below, it had long since been empty.