Super Bloodline: The Devouring System

"The descendants of the xuangui clan."

There was no lack of real eyes around. Looking at the scene in front of him, he said in a cold voice, with a look of amazement in his eyes.

Unlike other races, the origin and horror of the xuangui clan are said to be the descendants of Taiyi tortoise, an ancient beast, with a trace of extremely thin blood. No one can tell whether it is true or not.

"Let's go and have a look. If you have a chance, you might as well be a leader."

He Wushuang's eyes narrowed and pondered for a moment. Then he patted the body of mang Chen and the Golden Lion beside him. He said nothing more. The aura under his feet turned into wind, and disappeared in the next moment.

No one found that there was a special person who was watching the scene of the battlefield from a long distance. As the people left, his steps also moved, "the picture needs an ending."

The man in front of him is the soul of the painting who had a meeting with Qin fan before. I don't know why he came here by chance.

……

Sonorous!

Qin fan's body swayed, a big mouthful of blood gushed out, and his body staggered and fell out of the air.

There are certain restrictions on the use of Qianli Dunfu. After all, it is a direct physical shuttle through the void, that is, his physical body is powerful, otherwise he will die here.

"Damn it, it's haunted."

Frowning and meditating for a moment, he turned his head and looked in one direction. Without saying much, he crushed the jade amulet in his hand and ran away in another direction.

Asked to give him the rune can be used about seven or eight times, after using it can really be said to be a turtle in a jar.

There was a cold look in his eyes, "we have to make these calves pay the price!"

The voice fell down and stepped into the space crack in front of him again. With a slight shock, the whole person disappeared again.

About half a incense burning time later, a group of people came from behind, one by one gloomy, did not expect Qin fan to be so alert.

"Someone gave him a rune. You can't let the boy escape. There is a limit to how many times he can use it. I don't believe there's no way to kill him!"

There was a bloodthirsty look on the face of the ancient heron. With a long roar, he turned his head and looked at the face of xuangui.

They don't know where he will appear next time. It's thousands of miles away. Only by divination can they infer his whereabouts.

"Well, since I promise to help you this time, I'll do my best. I'll tell you the truth. After this time, there will be no relationship between the two ethnic groups."

The boy from the xuangui clan didn't say much. He turned his head and looked in the direction of blood all over the sky.

In ancient times, the two tribes had their origins. Otherwise, the diviners would not be born easily. They had a big chance.

"Good." After a moment's meditation, xuemantian said, "in the battle of canglongmen in ancient times, we must not let xueshazongren escape easily this time. What we do must pay a price."

Xuangui kept shaking with the white jade turtle shell there, and confirmed the direction of Qin fan's escape again. They all went after him quickly.

In this way, the formation of a strange scene, Qin fan continued to run away in the direction of the wilderness, and a group of people chasing after him tightly.

Xueshazong and the ancient magic tree are the main forces of the two sides, and the rest of the people are all holding the look of watching, and want to know what direction the war will change in the end.

It was expected that Qin fan would lose, but it was beyond expectation again and again. No one was not frightened to witness the rise of a generation of Tianjiao.

Time passed quickly, and the time of a day and a night passed in a flash. No one could feel the passing of time at all.

There is a red sun shining out, at this time, the calm space suddenly out of a ripple, a young man is covered with blood fell out from inside.

"Damn it, the number of times has been completely used up. It's still one day away from Canglong gate. We must hurry back as soon as possible, or we'll die."

The young man in front of him is Qin fan. His eyes twinkle. Now for him, the best choice is to escape back to canglongmen.

If it's one-on-one, he doesn't mind really challenging how tough the foundation building disciples are, but there are hundreds of people behind him. No one knows if there are any enemies hidden in them.

The most important thing is that compared with the ancient magic heron, Mu Baishi is not at all. They are not in the same realm. There is a big gap between them in the foundation period.

At the beginning, he was able to kill Mu Baishi because of a variety of complex factors, which eventually led to success.

At this time, there is a sharp breath from the distance, "Haunted!"

The next moment he fled away again, he had no better choice.

At this time, at the foot of a staggering, "ghosts trail forest!"

Qin fan's face suddenly changed. Looking at the jungle in front of him, a special color rose on his face.

Baigui trace forest is another entrance to the great wilderness. There is a natural barrier here. If you can break through it, you will be in the great wilderness. But I don't know how many people are blocked here.At this time, without waiting for his excessive reaction, the fierce breath behind him was getting closer and closer, and there were more than a dozen black figures chasing behind him in a flash.

The ancient Heron took the lead, holding the Buddha dust in his hand, wearing gold armor, and showing a touch of Madness on his face, "boy, die!"

"It's just mole ants. They want to run away. They don't know who gives you confidence. Admit defeat quickly, so as not to waste everyone's time. They must cramp you and light the sky lamp."

Blood all over the sky, there is a trace of calm color on the face, eyebrows slightly wrinkled, do not want to continue to waste time.

The stone man from the Holy Spirit group followed the position on both sides, brow tightening, but still stopped the impulse, no unnecessary action.

The youth of Gufeng family clenched their fists tightly, and the wound on their abdomen had already recovered, but there was no other way except silence.

People have already appeared in front of Qin fan and surrounded him completely. There is a killing intention on his face.

"Ha ha, are you really afraid that I will kill you to death, and then everyone will have to eat and walk away. Even if I die, some of you will be the back of the pack!"

Qin fan stares at the public in front tightly, the tone is cold, the opening of a word says.

This battle has lost its significance and become a different flavor. Only blood can wash away the shame.

In his heart, he was not reconciled. He was a monk in the period of refining Qi. He was convinced that he had lost. In front of him, he was a strong man in the period of building foundation, not a man of a rank.

"Death

There was a haze on the ancient Heron's face. Its four limbs turned into countless vines and stabbed away in the direction of Qin fan.

This time the matter has been delayed for such a long time. If it is sent back to the sect, he will lose face.

A person who is a whole level below him jumps up and down here, no matter who is, he will feel very shameful.

"If you have the ability, come in!"

Qin fan looked at them again. Without saying much, he jumped into the forbidden area in front of him.