Super Bloodline: The Devouring System

For a moment, like falling into the abyss, there are monsters spinning around.

Like falling into reincarnation, on the other side of the yellow spring, flowers are in full bloom, shining as bright as day.

Above the sky, the chain of order hangs down, twines around the body, and wants to cut him to the waist.

"Scatter it for me!" Qin fan clenched his teeth and woke up.

A burst of panic, just look at each other, fell into this! Crisis.

"You are very good." Master Li watched for a moment, and a faint voice came out.

The silence of death, no one expected to meet after Li Zhu did not hand, the evaluation of Qin fan is quite high.

"Laozu!" The old patriarch couldn't help talking there and reminded him again.

This man and the Li family were at loggerheads, and more than half of them died at his hands.

It is clear that even Li Chengdao did not get such evaluation in front of the ancient ancestors.

A burst of panic in the heart, if you really agree, I'm afraid that the previous hatred will really be written off.

In his heart, Gu Zuxing's decision was bitter. Even he didn't dare to say more about it. Li Zhu was under Li family and above ten thousand people.

Even though the ordinary time is not obvious in the world for a hundred years, the prestige is always there. As long as you show up, you will be the highest controller.

"Although Li Chengdao is not a tool, he has followed me for some time." Master Li, as if in a deserted place, looks ahead.

A gust of wind, he was not moved, like a relegated immortal down to earth.

"Cut is, if you don't accept, come to a war, according to cut not wrong!" Qin fan is tough to the end.

An uproar, who can imagine, in the face of Li Zhu Qin fan even dare to strong in the end.

"Elder martial brother!" Su Ning can't help pulling down Qin fan, and his small face turns white with fright.

He was born in eastern China when he was a child. He must have heard of his name and knew how powerful he was.

Even if he was born in chaos, he could not live for three days under his command, let alone an ordinary monk.

Feng nine stands beside, full of bitterness, can be regarded as really seeing Qin fan's madness.

There was a murmur among the people. If this boy can live, he will be famous all over the world.

More people are surprised at Qin fan's audacity, even can be said to be ungrateful.

There are also some people's eyes flashing, waiting for Master Li's decision. At this time, they need to see blood.

It's like taking Master Li as a stepping stone and pushing Qin fan up.

But master Li was surprisingly calm and looked at Qin fan with great interest. "Boy, if you are my own disciple, how about writing things off? Besides, I can help you eliminate all these people. " It is even more startling that Master Li threw an olive branch at Qin fan.

This is not an ordinary person, but a powerful man. It is not too much to respect in the lower world.

For a moment, Li's disciples were stunned and had a bad feeling in their heart.

Our ancestors have little knowledge of the enemy, which can explain a lot.

"This..." Many people stood in the same place, shocked speechless.

His face was strange. Who could have thought that this was a doomed situation, so skillfully resolved.

"Master Li, do you really think that the lower world itself can not be respected?"

At this time, the public finally responded, one by one full of cold light, full of cold, both sides are very angry, this battle, has already played a real fire.

Before that, no one did it, because Master Li was so strong that he calmed a lot of people for the first time.

No one flinches. Now that it has appeared, we have to fight to the death.

The southern wasteland comes across endless distances and consumes countless natural resources and treasures. Only by relying on war to support war can it survive. Otherwise, it will be difficult for the consumed things to recover within decades.

In the face of Master Li, there is a faint sense of convergence between the South and the East.

The power of terror waves out, like a tsunami, beating in people's hearts, and someone secretly wants to push the war forward.

There is no doubt that some people are pushing in the dark and are not willing to calm down.

"Do you really think it's up to me?" Li Zhu turned his head, gave up Qin fan in a short time and looked away.

The voice is cold, just like climbing out of hell, which makes a chill in my heart.

No matter in the east or in the south, they didn't know about Master Li. They only knew that he was a great enemy.

"Everybody, kill this man first, or it will be a disaster in the end!" Some people open their mouth to drink, and there is a touch of greed in their eyes.

Perhaps, too many people will die, and the winners will have the fruits.

Many people think that they are the one who can survive, and they want to start a war.

"Ha ha, Taoist friends, in this case, we might as well cooperate."

On the boat, someone opened his mouth and gradually got close to the people in the East.

They feel the tremendous blood, only cooperation, otherwise unstoppable.

All the people in the eastern region nodded, but they didn't refuse. A chill came to their hearts. I know more than Nanhuang, and master Li is even more terrifying than he imagined.Even after the Nanhuang people joined, they were flustered and ready to flee.

Some people have no choice but to shake their heads and smile bitterly. It is impossible to say that they are not afraid.

Ten thousand years ago, Master Li was like a mountain, which pressed them hard to breathe. At that time, many people were just small friars. In those days, this was the reason why they decided to resist.

Who can tell exactly what the outcome will be and how far it will go.

Boom!

At the end of the horizon, a series of terrible dust came to us, which made us surprised. Everyone's eyes were united. Unexpectedly, someone came to the West desert.

As xiaoxumi mountain crosses the void, a group of bald Buddhas sit on the holy mountain.

"Amitabha." An ancient Buddha slowly stands upright, holding a magic pestle in his hand, which is a kind of power.

Qin fan's face turned black. Besides Beihai, the Central Plains did not arrive, and the attitude of the East was not clear. The other two parties had a big cause and effect with him.

"Elder martial brother, how did you provoke so many people?" Su Ning stood by, blinked her lovely eyes and spat out her tongue.

At the beginning, Qin fan, an ordinary monk, could offend so many big men.

I didn't have the chance to meet this group of people, and somehow I offended them.

Qin fan turned it over. It's still Southern wilderness. Many people didn't come. Otherwise, there would be more enemies.

At the beginning of the first World War of Qin, I don't know how many people were killed by him.

"We have to find a way to get out of here as soon as possible." Eyes shining, thinking about countermeasures. If you stay here, God knows what will happen.

There has been a storm here, and it will be the last time when the blood moon comes. Except for the North Sea and the Central Plains, the three forces in the lower boundary gather

but in any case, this void has no response and is completely suppressed.