Super Bloodline: The Devouring System

Qin fan's speed was so fast that no one could keep up with him. In a flash, he left a phantom and disappeared without a trace. No one knew where he had gone.

A mountain, high and low, he is walking in the clouds, step by step, eyes slightly squint, at the foot of a special rhythm.

At this time, a strange noise was made in a corner behind him. Qin fan raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth gently. "I've been wandering around the painter for a long time. Don't you plan to come out and see him?"

There is a fierce color in the eyes. If you guess correctly, this person is the soul of the painting who had a chance to meet in Dahuang city.

Sure enough, there was a shock. A man in royal guards came step by step from behind the void. He looked at it with a paintbrush in his hand, which was the soul of the painting before.

He had regained his true colors and was naturally discovered by him.

"Hum!" Qin fan, with a cold hum, turned his palm into a fist and attacked him.

It's not good for the soul of the painting to shout. I don't know why it is attacked. "Daoyou..."

Before his voice fell, Qin fan had already killed him and swung the jade tripod in his hand.

The soul of painting comes from the painter's pulse. It's not easy to be provoked. There's a haze on his face. He suddenly raises his brush in his hand and gently strokes in the void. The space is broken layer by layer. A strange picture is exposed, trying to imprison Qin fan.

"Follow me all the way, I'm afraid you've already thought about me!"

Qin fan's eyes were deep. After the first World War, his anger became more and more intense.

Behind him, jiuyouyu suddenly condenses and splits the space, making it difficult for the painting soul to move in front of him.

The corners of his mouth are cold. As a descendant of fengyao, he is really too strong and sensitive to space.

"You should be proud that you can get the favor of my wandering painter!"

His eyes were cold, and he finally showed his true colors. The brush in his hand turned into the most powerful spear, penetrating Qin fan's shoulder blade.

He spread out the picture scroll in his hand, sealed all around, suppressed the void, and had a successful smile on his face.

Who knows, the next moment his face changed, no blood dripping down, "phantom!"

Boom!

Qin fan came first, then suddenly appeared from behind him, his hands turned into a huge virtual shadow.

The flame of jiuyouyu is very strong. It collapses the whole space and makes a click. It's unbearable.

"Don't push me!"

The soul of the painting was so angry that every time he moved, he stepped on a strange step. The whole person turned into nothingness and escaped Qin fan's attack.

Since it comes from the line of wandering painters, it is natural that it will not have a false name and has a real technique.

"Tell me your purpose. Why are you always following me?"

Qin fan's face is gloomy. Whether he is a storyteller or a wandering painter, he is the most annoying existence.

This kind of person has been handed down from ancient times. He has all kinds of secret arts in his hands. There are too many of them. If he is not careful, he may catch the Tao.

I don't know where the spirit of painting comes from. After glancing at Qin fan, I heard in a low voice, "you are very strong and qualified to be my follower."

Qin fan was in a daze. He didn't know who gave him the confidence and wanted to accept himself as his follower.

Looking at Qin fan, his low voice resounded again, "do you really think canglongmen is very strong? You can't imagine that the painters who have been traveling around for tens of thousands of years have accumulated so much money in the family. "

I don't know whether it's to bewitch Qin fan or to cheer myself up there.

"If you are willing to be my follower, I will take you to the upper world on the day of the opening of the blood month, and you will see the real immortal!"

The voice of the painting soul is turning. It's a dream opportunity for everyone to go to the upper world to practice.

But he was wrong. It was Qin fan who met him. In the mouth of the inspector, he already knew the upper world. It was not so beautiful, but more violent and bloody.

"Look, I will suppress you first and be my war servant!" Qin fan crazy hand, a large flame burning, without leaving please, the strength to play out.

The painting soul is not good at the team originally, which can be his opponent, crazy backward, face cloudy and sunny uncertain.

"You can't insult a wandering painter. If you don't agree, you will die in the end!"

He continued to threaten Qin fan there. The meaning in his voice was self-evident.

Qin fan couldn't bear it, and began to satirize him, "to tell you the truth, thousands of years have passed, and the meaning of Shangjie Yunyou painter has been cut off!"

I don't know where this guy's sense of superiority comes from. He makes sarcastic remarks.

The next moment burst, aura burst out, hard hit down.

"To die."

The soul of the painting was angry, and raised his hand to spread out a painting. He said in front of him, blockade all directions, suppress the void. The brush is like a sharp sword, cutting through the void.

Suddenly, the spirit of painting took out an ancient lamp. The candle flickered and was about to go out. With a light blow, a wisp of flame rolled around Qin fan.

In a flash, a burst of flesh, blood roar, this is the most mandatory fire between heaven and earth."Fire

Qin fan was in a daze. He didn't expect to have such a treasure. The next moment, he took out the rag given by the inspector and pressed forward.

I don't know what it is. It's not easy to make it out of supervision.

Sure enough, after the first to, road fire hard to bear its cents, wrapped up the ancient lamp fly back, cut off the contact between the two people.

"What

The soul of painting is unbelievable. I don't know what it is. It's so rampant.

Too late to think about it, Qin fan moved, and the wooden sword in his hand bloomed with unparalleled sword spirit, and killed him.

"Next time we meet again, we will suppress it!" After all, he had a heart of running away, and his face was gloomy.

Tracking for such a long time, I always thought it was not exposed. Who thought it had been discovered by Qin fan.

Also underestimated Qin fan's strength, which unexpectedly thought that in front of him hand has no binding strength.

"Wandering painters, the stronger they are in the later stage, the more powerful they are. The soul painters in their hands can seal heaven and earth. They are very powerful, but with you now? It's vulnerable. "

As for the painters who traveled around the world, they were an extremely powerful race in ancient times. It's frightening. Now they have declined.