Super Bloodline: The Devouring System

Qin fan's strength makes the three people can't believe it. It's like a real dragon in human form.

Nowadays, the bones in the body are reconstructed, the blood is reborn, and the transformation is too thorough.

It's an exaggeration to say that some people may not be able to achieve this step like Qin fan, even if they step into the moment of chopping spirit and lead to immortal Qi to quench their body.

"It's only been two days. The genicide is too slow." Canfeng whispered, feeling more and more strong.

Qin fan showed great strength under the three men's pursuit. Now he is sublimating. It's unbelievable how strong the breakthrough will be.

"I'm not old enough. I'm not a dust laden ancient man. I'm a strong man in this life. Why is it so strong?" I can't believe Qin fan's strength.

They had never seen anyone as strong as Qin fan at that time. It was a legend.

"For the sake of this chance, I can only take a negative hand and hope to succeed!"

The old Taoist of yin and Yang's eyes flashed by, blooming a large luster, whispering there.

A big medicine in human shape is just around the corner. They don't want to give up. This is the hope of living.

In the front, the seven storey pagoda and the seal of the emperor complement each other, making it more powerful to instill aura. On the seventh floor, a snow-white figure looms, showing a terrible power.

Three people look at each other, face more ugly, this is simply hell on earth.

"I don't believe that Qin's ancestral land will recover. It's impossible." The way of the sword.

Unfortunately, a few years ago, if he knew about the turmoil in the state of Qin, he would not stay.

It's true that the ancestral land of Qin can't be revived, but Qin fan's blood is pure and incomparable. Some people left behind tens of thousands of years ago, and it shows up again by chance.

Suddenly, there is a chanting sound in the void, like the ancient Buddha sitting in the depths of the universe, opening his mouth to pass the reincarnation, and the wandering ghosts marching forward in the sea.

Qin fan began to transform. His body was as crystal clear as jade. We can see that the internal organs were formed slowly, just like the most perfect sculpture.

In the sky there is a dragon singing, lifelike, like a real dragon rebirth.

Qin fan's body is more extraordinary, and the true dragon's blood gives off bursts of golden luster.

In the five zang organs temple, a villain appeared and opened his mouth. The chanting sound came from this place. The body organs were undergoing transformation and became more powerful.

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It's very far away from the ancestral land of Qin state. There is a great wasteland. Seven peaks are as high as clouds. A stone tablet stands in the center and stretches across the sky. No one dares to step on it. If Qin fan is here, he can recognize it as the original canglongmen.

The three elders sat on the ground, their breath was terrible, and their pure aura vibrated on their heads. They were the three elders who had disappeared before.

Boom!

In the original place, a long rainbow suddenly cut, bright red as blood, like a night in the sky.

Asked suddenly opened his eyes, heart trembling, "that boy has an accident again, did not expect to really live down!"

In his heart, he felt sad and watched Qin fan beat him to death, but he couldn't do what a master should do.

He didn't want to, but Qi Lingxue stopped several people and said, "it's the most important thing to cultivate well and go to the quiet place to collect big medicine to revive your elder martial brother." A figure from the Dragon list flowers, distant attention to the distance.

"This is his way, destined to be full of war, no one can stop him." He murmured and sighed silently in his eyes. If he could, why didn't he want to save Qin fan.

This is a young emperor with amazing fighting power. Unfortunately, he has extraordinary origins. There are too many causes and effects in him. It's not so easy to save him.

He is a disciple of canglongmen. If he survives and creates a good relationship, canglongmen can inherit for thousands of years.

Maybe Qin fan grows up, and with his help, he can make canglongmen more powerful than ever, and find the inner gate that has disappeared for many years.

"But he is doomed to be a dead man. Who can live if he is chosen by those people?" In my heart, I feel sad, as if I have seen the future.

The elder's eyes are complicated, and he sighs in his heart that Qin fan's strength is no worse than theirs.

"It's not easy to come to this step in just a few decades, but who knows the difficulties they have experienced." The elder in purple has deep eyes..

He was the first person to notice Qin fan. He had a meeting in the Sutra Pavilion, and was later asked to accept him as a disciple.

Several people didn't continue to talk about it. They calmed down and practiced there. In front of them, there was a huge shadow, which was exactly the living creature from the secret place of jiuyexian tree.

Ben's mind is blurred and he loses his true spirit. He returns to the canglongmen gate. After being repaired, he shows signs of recovery.

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The ancestral land of Qin state.

Qin fan was helpless in his heart and sighed, "it seems to be complete, but in the end, there is still something missing."

He lacks the cultivation method, has the real dragon blood, but does not have the real dragon mind method.

There is no way for the system to give this, it must rely on its own to dig.

The ancient jade of fengyao is very strong, which contains a complete inheritance of fengyao. Naturally, it also contains Avenue. Unfortunately, it can not be obtained.The elixir gathered around him turns into a ball of powder and integrates into the body to become nourishment.

With the passage of time, Qin fan became more and more powerful. At three inches of his forehead, a magic fire was burning, and the power of life was strong to the extreme.

Three people gathered around there, watching closely, suffering every day.

The old Taoist priest of yin and Yang has a gloomy face. He takes out a pill with a horrible smell and feeds it into the mouth of the God killing insect. It's even more terrifying than before. He pays a great price, but it's still one step short.

"Do you really want to be enlightened by this boy, but anyway, it won't be the opponent of the three of us!" The sword devil sneered, and the long sword in his hand sounded sonorous.

He was a strong man who once made a great impact on the past and the present, and his strength exceeded the extreme to a point that ordinary people could not imagine.

after so many years of silence, the essence of the body material loss, a strong breath can still be reproduced in a short time brilliant.

In Qin fan's body, the breath of life is more and more full, and he wants to rise eventually.

The air is incomplete, and the law of the main road rushes into the body, forming a series of mysterious runes, which are engraved on the building platform.

There is a lack of great way, but heaven has the virtue of loving life, which is bigger than the upper world. It's easy to understand. It's the most reasonable thing in this world.

Qin fan couldn't suppress the fire in his body any more. He suddenly said, "Yuanying Big round man

Boom!

Bursts of thunder broke out, large pieces of thunder in the sky fell, and the flames of the unprofessional cause burned up, burning holes in the void.

Qin fan struggled to stand up, sending out a crisp sound, like a king.

Originally, he could break through the chopping spirit and cut off the body. From then on, he stepped into the extreme. Qin fan suppressed his strength to Yuanying's great perfection, but did not continue to break through.

Dong!

Blood flow, a loud noise, far away from outsiders can also hear.

Qin fan is quiet, feeling silently, and has a great change before, his life has risen to a new level.

Step forward, step in front of luohuangpo, gently put out his big hand, hold the insect in his hand, and gently press it to turn it into powder.

"Why is it so hard? I will kill you today!" Qin fan is majestic without wind.