Super Bloodline: The Devouring System

They trembled, did not expect that the West desert can not help but join the war, become more complicated.

"Well done!"

Qin fan laughs wildly. His big foot breaks on the earth, and his foot steps on Sendai. The white jade tripod suppresses the void behind him. He holds the real dragon fist, and his strength reaches the extreme.

Jiuyouyu emerged, carrying endless flames, just like a young war immortal, which is frightening.

The West desert is also extremely terrifying. With a slight shock, the clothes on the body are broken, the upper body is naked, the dark totem is displayed, and it turns into a huge and extremely fierce spirit to suppress.

The most terrible totem skill in West desert has a great reputation.

Feng Wushuang and others are pushing forward to avoid retreat. It's not the time to show off their abilities.

"According to the records of ancient books, the unity of the lower world once changed, so there was the existence of the West desert." Canfeng family has a long history. They know some secrets. He whispers in hell there.

Some people look in the direction of the two, and these two have the longest history.

"One day a long time ago, the void was suddenly broken, and a river appeared, incarnating Beihai. It is Beihai that has spirit now." Shengtian whispers, mentions the North Sea, both eyes have fear.

The North Sea contains great terror. No one knows what it is, let alone where it comes from.

Qin fan killed each other, and the wind continued, "it is said that one day, a layer of ashes suddenly fell from the outside world and fell on the land, forming the present western desert."

Other people are silent, just mention this legend, the heart is inexplicable, like being targeted by inexplicable creatures.

Click!

"Poof!"

All of a sudden, Feng matchless a mouthful of blood coughed out, staggering backward, a moment later take a breath.

"Terrible

Finally, the mouth light vomit, has the palpitation, only mentions the secret Xin to have such terrible misfortune.

Boom!

Qin fan and the West desert big Han collide together, two people divide equally, each dynasty has the injury.

"Come again!"

The more he fought, the more courageous he was. The blood of the real dragon in his body was surging. He gently stepped on the earth and tore it apart.

The West desert is more terrible, the thick voice rings out, "remember my name, Xu Chengshan!"

The voice falls, unwilling to be lonely, the body spins extremely fast, and a large Rune treads on the void.

No one thought that the confrontation between friars jiedan could frighten such a place.

A tiny voice rang out, "I don't know if you have found that Qin fan's strength seems to be a little worse than that of the western desert man."

They were in a daze, subconsciously looking at the past, he just stepped into the jiedan period, Xu Chengshan was better, and his strength reached the middle of jiedan.

You know, the later it is, the more difficult it is to cross over. Qin fan's accomplishments are so terrible.

Click!

The void can't withstand the impact. When it comes to black thunder, it crosses the starry sky.

"Hum!"

When the nine foundations were shaken, they burst into incomparable force and suppressed the void to restore stability.

After this scene, Xu Chengshan was silent, with a touch of thinking in his eyes.

"Xu has been practicing for more than 20 years. It's really an eye opener for him to see someone who can expose the foundation platform to the outside world for the first time. But even so, I won't give up. You can see the terror of the strong people in the West desert!" The voice is more and more high, step out, the mountain falls apart!

Qin fan is a figure that can't be ignored.

His body is full of totems, and bursts of blood light are flowing towards Qin fan. In an instant, the flesh and blood are broken, and the blood is flowing.

Qin fan roared and aroused his blood. He opened his mouth to spit out a piece of murderous Qi, and the sword Qi was scattered in bursts.

Xu Chengshan roared, and the mother spirit of the earth appeared at his feet, which made his body even more terrifying.

The void was shaking, enough to imagine how strong he was.

This kind of pride in the past any time is enough to set off a storm, today's group of pride meet, only fight to the end, choose the king!

It has to be said that the golden age is the helplessness of the contemporaries, and the youth supreme can rise.

"True dragon boxing!"

Qin fan roared and killed him. His hands pressed the real dragon fist one after another. He whispered in his heart, "seal the demon The ninth prohibition

In an instant, the man's body was confined to the void, his face changed suddenly, and he could not move.

Qin fan arrived in a flash and collided with each other. The big man couldn't dodge. He had already killed him. He was full of blood! "Fix it, go away!"

Left hand pointing to the sky, right hand pointing to the ground, voice low, no one heard, "seal demon eighth ban!"

The more familiar you use it, the more you feel the terror of the demon seal, and seal people.

"Poof!"

It's like a broken line kite. It's flying towards the back. It takes tens of meters to stabilize itself.

Until then, Xu Chengdong's physical strength was reflected, and he survived such a terrible blow. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, he raised his hand to wipe it clean, and stared at Qin fan, with murderous air.

An old medicine was put into the mouth and turned into a pure and incomparable aura to recover the injury."You are not my opponent."

Qin fan's face was calm. He stood in the same place and suffered a lot of injuries. The real dragon's blood was surging to repair the injury.

Deep inside the body, golden particles emerge, and the blood of the Dragon boils. He doesn't understand what the so-called Golden particles are.

Everyone is silent. Qin fan rises. Xu Chengdong is a famous young man in the West desert. He worships Foshan when he is young, but he is still suppressed.

Xu Chengshan bowed his head, but no one noticed that there was a chance to win in his eyes. He slowly raised his head, and a faint voice came out, "all along, everyone knows that the ancient Buddha family is powerful, and they are really strong. Who ever remembers the most ancient inheritance of the West desert?"

With a wave of vicissitudes in the voice, people can't say what they feel when they hear it.

All of a sudden, a bright light passed in Qin fan's heart and whispered, "Si Long A pulse? " This name is known from the mouth of little fat man.

"I didn't expect you to know Sloan!" He saw Qin fan's face mixed and meaningful.

"Sima long is the most precious in the West desert. Even the ancient Buddhists can't compete with him!"

It seems that he is telling the belief he insists on, holding his hands behind him, his voice is cold, and the secret that people don't know.

Qin fan frowned deeper.

"To tell you the truth, even if there are hundreds of thousands of people, there may not be a Si long, let alone the legendary big Si long, who commands tens of thousands of fierce beasts. Today, I will show the power of Si long in front of the world, so that you can see what is the real Si long, and let us inherit it from the West."