Strongest Super God Berserk System

“Take me a look!”

Han Yun Collapse the map, towards the old man said coldy.

“Yes, Sir!”

Old man quickly leads the way!

All the way to the center of Battle Clan.

Surrounded by the palace, the incomparable silence, the strength of Divine Soul unfolds, and in all the surrounding palaces, the silhouette of the Battle Clan disciple has disappeared.

“Where did they go?”

Han Yun solemnly asked.

“They are all at Battle God Palace Hall !”

Old man said promptly.

“Take me to Battle God Palace Hall!”

Han Yun said coldy.

“Yes, Sir!”

Old man said promptly.

The two people’s Movement Technique unfolded, and for a moment, finally came to the Battle God Palace Hall.

This is a golden great hall.

The great hall is like a gold-carved one, a beautiful golden light, scattered from the great hall.

“This great hall is also a fighter!”

When I saw this great hall, Han Yun’s eyes were slightly bright, the golden hall was entwined with gold, and the two Golden Divine Dragons hovered, which seemed to be majestic. What made Han Yun’s surprise was that this great hall was uploaded a path of Ancient aura.

“Young Master, this Battle God Palace Hall is my Battle Clan millions of years of inheritance!”

Looking at Han Yun, Battle Clan Elder whispered.

“The place of inheritance!”

Han Yun’s eyes are ray of light, the so-called inheritance, which is naturally the inheritance of the Battle Skill cultivation technique. This great hall is the most important place in Battle Clan!

these things.

Related to the fate of the entire Battle Clan!

“Let’s go in!”

Han Yun gave a command to the old man and got up and walked toward the great hall.

“weng weng weng ……”

Han Yun just walked into the three steps of the great hall, a path of golden light suddenly shrouded Han Yun, seems to recognize the identity of Han Yun, a moment, the golden light disappeared, and the door of the great hall, at this time Also opened directly!

“Young Master…”

I felt the aura of Han Yun, everyone in the great hall stood up.

“Zhang Qu…”

Han Yun slightly smiled and started walking towards the great hall.

Great hall.

Standing hundreds of Battle Clan disciple.

Among the disciples, the lowest aura in each body is Battle Venerable Realm, these people are powerhouses above three section bloodline.

Among them is Zhang Qu and two Elder.

Standing at the forefront.

“Young Master?”

When you heard Zhang Qu, the expression of the people changed slightly.

“patriarch, you said Han Yun is our Young Master?”

A Battle Clan disciple stood up and turned to Zhang Qu frowned and said.

“Yes!”

Zhang Qu glanced at the Battle Clan disciple and clicked on the nodded road.

“patriarch, my Battle Clan has no Young Master number for hunting thousand years, Han Yun is direct disciple, but want to be our Young Master of Battle Clan, I am afraid there is no such ability!”

The Battle Clan disciple, frowning.

“Not qualified!”

Han Yun slightly paused, Zhang Qu and three Battle Clan Elder who heard the man’s words, couldn’t help but smile.

Han Yun is not qualified?

“You talk about where I am not qualified?”

Han Yun looked at the man and asked with a smile.

Although the man is refuting Han Yun, but there is not much malice, even the man’s last sentence is not qualified, it is also plain, as if it is a conversation with the same family, there is no slight cold qi and suffocation!

“Han Yun, we all know that you are the direct line of Battle Clan, but there is a rule in the Battle Clan. Only the direct bloodline successor of Battle God is eligible for the Young Master, and…”

“And what?”

Looking at the man’s twinkling eyes, Han Yun asked with interest.

“And to be my Young Master of Battle Clan, you must have a Battle God bloodline above the eight section and be the most powerful discipline of my Battle Clan!”

Looking at Han Yun, the man sang.

“Yes, Battle God did leave this rule, Young Master is my major event of Battle Clan, definitely not so playful.”

“The patriarch is really confusing, Han Yun is direct disciple, but Han Yun’s cultivation base has just entered Great Emperor Realm, which is not as good as our Battle Clan patriarch, how to qualify as my Young Master of Battle Clan!”

“Is his strength of Bloodline reaching the eighth section…”

……

a path of arguments came, hundreds of Battle Clan disciple, each and everyone both fell on Han Yun.

They want to see.

How does Han Yun answer this question.

Although Battle Clan agrees with Han Yun, but Han Yun wants to be the Young Master of Battle Clan, there is only one way to come up with the ability to convince everyone!

“In my Battle Clan, the bloodline is respected. If your bloodline can reach the nine section, then let us be my Young Master of Battle Clan!”

Looking at Han Yun, the man opened the mouth and said.

“nine section bloodline ?”

Han Yun slightly paused, then said with a smile : “This may not have time to test now, but since you want to see my strength of Bloodline, then let me see!”

“The war of war…”

Han Yun’s voice fell, suddenly stepping out, three battle symbols, imposing manner.

“weng weng weng ……”

A fighting intent of overflowing the sky emerged from Han Yun, rolling blood and qi entangled, fierce power, like Ancient Ominous Beast, horrible suffocating, forming a path of bloody clouds on the head of Han Yun!

“This aura…”

Battle Clan disciple’s face changed instantly, and the aura of Han Yun is not only the fierce force, but also a mysterious aura, with a grand, with a deep esoteric, as if containing the original of Heaven and Earth The reason is that the Battle Clan’s discipline can’t help but sink.

“This is the praise of Battle God!”

I do not know who exclaimed, all the Battle Clan’s discipline, involuntarily kneel down.

“Boom……”

A drumming, Battle Drum blasting, behind Han Yun, a fuzzy silhouette appeared, this Battle Soul, the body aura heaven defying up, both eyes looking up at Void, arrogant without losing domineering.

“This is Battle Drum…”

The man opposite Han Yun, the pale brush of his face, under the Battle Drum, countless Battle Clan disciple only feel the bloodline began to boil, the aura, as if the Ancient Battle God came!

“Boom……”

Another Battle Drum sounded, Han Yun lost his eyes, suddenly became indifferent, and looked at everyone, just like watching the grass mustard is indifferent, the eyes, as if the god of aloof and remote, people can not help worship!

Great hall, the moment becomes silent.

Everyone looked at Han Yun, with ecstasy in his eyes, with hope, and with a touch of firmness…

“Get up!”

The imposing manner of Han Yun suddenly receded like a tide.

“pay respects to Young Master !”

Zhang Qu first fell down, the other Battle Clan disciple , each and everyone quickly squatted down, and looked at Han Yun’s eyes, from the beginning of contempt, to admiration, worship, fanaticism…

Nine section bloodline ,Battle Drum!

This is the legend of Battle Clan, the nine section bloodline, has not appeared for many years, looking at Han Yun, Zhang Qu seems to see the hope, can not help but tears!

“Young Master…”

Zhang Qu stood up and shivered.