Super Bloodline: The Devouring System

The old man waved his hand and a flying sword came whistling over. It was as if it was respectfully greeting them as it left this place while everyone was dumbfounded.

Zhao Jiuyou was not from here, he was only searching for a battlefield to temper himself. Now that the experience was over, it was time to return to the Azure Dragon Sect.

However, no matter how strong the Outer Sect disciples of the other peaks were, they were bound to not be able to compare to the First Peak disciples.

According to the information leaked by some elders, First Peak disciples could even compete with the other peak Inner Sect disciples. Of course, it was limited to just a few disciples.

This was also the reason why First Peak could acquire the most resources each time.

It was pitch black inside an abyss, but if one were to look carefully, they would be able to see the surrounding Azure Dragon Qi s congealing without dispersing.

This was Blue Dragon Valley, and could be said to be one of the most secret treasures of the entire Azure Dragon Sect. Usually, only after becoming a Inner Sect disciple would one have the qualifications to come here, and an extremely small number of Outer Sect disciples would have the qualifications to come here.

The Immortal Killing Glasses suddenly opened and a light flashed. The incomparably sturdy mountain in front of them started to tremble, and a few other Inner Sect disciples suddenly woke up from their meditations. Their eyes were filled with unwillingness.

Even so, he still chose not to retreat.

Immortal slaying … No one was his match. It was said that he had once fought with several other peak Inner Sect disciples, and he had even obtained victory, so no one dared to look down on him.

"Immortal, you are ready to come out. This time, it's your turn to perform."

It was the master of the Slaughterer. As the Great Elder of the First Peak, he had immense power and power, otherwise, he wouldn't have the qualifications to accept the Slaughterer as his disciple.

In their eyes, no matter how powerful they were, they only valued geniuses with great potential. Otherwise, none of it would have mattered.

Roar!

With a furious roar, Slaughterer entered into a frenzy. Huge rocks shot out from the mountain, and the countless Azure Dragon Qi swirled around him, as if they had turned into an azure dragon.

This was the first time Slaughterer participated in the Outer Sect Disciple Tournament. In the past, all of the participants had become Inner Sect Disciples.

"Don't call me immortal …" They prefer to call me Slaughterer! "

To any disciple of the First Peak, the Outer Sect Disciple Tournament would be their stage.

No matter which tournament took first place in each year, they would all be monopolized by the First Peak. This was also the reason why First Peak were so incomparably powerful.

"Over the past several thousand years, I have obtained the number one meter in profound strength countless times. Otherwise, I would never have had the qualifications to become a First Peak. Everyone else would only be a spectator!"

The Great Elder had his hands behind his back, and a fanatical look could be seen in his eyes. However, he had the qualifications to act so arrogantly!

In this world where strength was respected, as long as you had strength, you could do whatever you wanted.

He had incomparable strength, enough to split the sky and split the earth. He had been suppressing his own cultivation level and once it was completely unleashed, everything around him would be in vain.

Anger could be seen in the eyes of the surrounding disciples, but they could do nothing about it …

Whoosh!

Qin Fann heaved a sigh of relief, with a slight smile in his eyes, he finally returned to the Azure Dragon Sect, and looked at the desolate mountain behind him.

After obtaining this lucky chance in the desolate mountain, his strength wouldn't have greatly improved.

"Hmm?"

Just then, Qin Fann raised his eyebrow, his eyes had a puzzled look, he listened attentively, and a thoughtful expression rose on his face. He did not expect that today was actually the last day of registration for the Outer Sect disciples.

He rushed towards the Azure Dragon Ranking and found the Mission Pavilion. As long as he paid ten Spirit Stone s, he would be able to register.

Before arriving at the Azure Dragon Ranking, he accidentally looked at it, but didn't expect his name to fall below fifty. This time, the Outer Sect Disciple Tournament had attracted many Heaven's Pride who were absent for a long time.

"Zhao Jiuyou, Yan, Long Zhan, Li Ling'er, Young Sword Immortal …"

Rows and rows of names flashed in Qin Fann's eyes, with a pensive look on his face, not knowing what rank he would reach if he were to challenge the Azure Dragon Ranking again.

Unexpectedly, Young Sword Immortal was ranked eleventh, which was enough to see his strength.

Many people had always been suppressing their own strength, and there were even some who were strong enough to become Inner Sect disciples. It was in order to leave behind a glorious reputation among the Outer Sect disciples, that they had always been suppressing their own strength, in order to form a perfect foundation.

It wasn't that the younger one was, the more opportunities there would be. It was said that there was an old man in his eighties who started cultivating. In the end, he became a grand character in the tribulation and became a legend.

Holding onto the ten Spirit Stone s, he walked towards the Mission Pavilion in large strides.

Along the way, he had heard countless things about Outer Sect Great Competition, the most common news being the Outer Sect Disciple Tournament's prizes.

Spirit Stone were no longer considered rare objects, the rarest of them were actually all kinds of Heaven And Earth Treasures s and elixirs. These were things that normal disciples would not be able to obtain even if they had Spirit Stone.

He went straight to the Mission Pavilion. It was very simple and crude, with a long table placed in the center. An elder was sitting at the back with a calm and composed expression on his face.

He looked over with rapt attention. He was dressed in a white robe, and there was a divine dragon embroidered on it with bared fangs and brandished claws. He didn't know what kind of body it was …

Done.

Qin Fann had a strange look in his eyes, he saw that the elder was holding a chicken leg and biting at it, which made him look like a strong Ranker.

"Cough, cough …"

Qin Fann used all his might to cough at the old man, but instead had an awkward expression.

The old man glanced at him with an indifferent gaze as a contemplative look appeared on his face, "Pay up!"

He did not hesitate at all. He did not even put down the chicken drumstick in his hand. He had a contented and satisfied look on his face.

Qin Fann did not speak further. He took a step forward, placed the ten Spirit Stone in front of the old man and bowed respectfully.

As the old man waved his greasy hand, a wooden board was tossed in front of him. Looking carefully, there was a thousand numbers on it. His serial number was one thousand.

He took it in his hands, sighed, and put it back into his Storage Bag. He wrapped his fist again, and left the place.

He wondered what kind of surprise and anticipation he would receive tomorrow's match.

He had spent half a year training alone in the desolate mountain, all for the sake of raising his eyebrows and feeling proud this time.

At this moment, a clear and cold voice came from behind him, "This can't be Qin Fann, right?!"