Super Bloodline: The Devouring System

Before Qin fan could resist, the old man's Halberd had turned into an iron bar.

When you raise your hand, you can gather the power of rune, and a golden beast will show its power. It is like a mountain. When an earthquake strikes, you can open the mountain and practice the stone.

"Don't talk about saints. Even if they don't reach the level of pseudo saints, what qualifications do they have to fight with me?"

The old man sneered and was extremely cautious. He didn't give Qin fan any chance to resist.

Crossing in the void, every time the iron bar is smashed, a large amount of sparks will be splashed, and the seven story pagoda will keep shaking.

There are seven or eight creatures hovering beside Qin fan, opening their mouths and swallowing them.

This is the old man's perception of the road. He has reached the edge of the road. The rune burst out and turned into a fierce beast. Now Qin fan has no contact with it.

It can also transform the aura into a powerful creature, but it's only a painting with its own surface.

"Hum!" With a cold hum, he played out the magic skill he learned from the upper world. A large piece of thunder scattered out, sharing the same interests with the old man.

Hit together, splashing a large thunder, Qin fan hums a stuffy back away. Compared with the old people, they are still too poor to fight against.

The strength is there. The life span of the old man is more than a thousand years. Qin fan's cultivation time is too little.

"I have to admit that in the younger generation, even in the upper bound, only a few are better than you." The old man stared at Qin fan's body and nodded thoughtfully.

More than half of the power of the seven story pagoda was neutralized, otherwise, Qin fan alone could not resist.

"Drink!"

The old man raised his head and met Qin fan's sword with his physical strength.

The simple sword can be regarded as a magic weapon. I think the old man is so strong.

Immediately, Qin fan's blood gas was like a sea in his body. It expanded around him and turned into blood dragons. It was a real battle and he didn't dare to be careless.

Some people say that saints can win or lose in a battle, which will not give you extra time to think.

At the beginning of the mountain jump ground crack, unless separated from life and death, otherwise it is difficult to end.

"Boy, I have to say that I'm really more and more interested in you. If you were raised as an animal and bled every day, I don't know what kind of masters you will produce."

The old man had greedy and bold imagination in his eyes and laughed wildly there.

Qin fan was so angry that he raised his hand and slashed fiercely in front of him, releasing a continuous stream of sword Qi.

He is like a ferocious bird. He scattered all his feathers, erected his roots, crushed the sky and killed all the enemies in the world.

"I dare to be presumptuous in front of me. I don't know who gave you the courage." The old man made sarcasm while fighting.

The speed is too fast. One breath can change the direction dozens of times. It's like a ghost. It's constantly advancing on both sides. It's so fast that Qin fan can't react.

Qin fan's reputation for speed is based on this advantage to deceive other gods to death. Nowadays, it is difficult for him to play his role in front of the old people.

"Lei Yan bird!" Suddenly, he suddenly raised his head to open his mouth, cold light surging in his eyes, seeing through the old man.

The old man pointed to Qin fan, and a flash of lightning appeared out of thin air, penetrating his left leg.

There is a difference in the eyes, nodded admiringly, "yes, I can see the origin of the old man. He is a material that can be made. Don't worry, I will save your life."

It's amazing that Lei yanniao is a fierce bird in ancient times. It has been cut off for many years. Now it's given to this world again.

"Break it!"

The old man showed no mercy at all. His left arm turned into a sky knife. He came down and cut it hard.

In the void, many phantoms came to Qin fan in all directions, forcing him to have no way to escape. The old man was cruel and forced Qin fan to death.

"All the sky, all the world, the stars turn into the sea!" A shot is the best way to kill, without hesitation, once again point out.

In the sky, drops of rain turned into stars, shining on the sky.

In a flash, it condensed into one again and turned into a bow. Among them, a bright moon appeared, which turned into an arrow and arched towards Qin fan.

The world is a chess game. The stars fall down and turn into pieces to seal everything.

Poof!

Everything happened in an instant, Qin fan crazy backward, big mouth cough blood.

"Kill

The blood of the real dragon in the body is boiling, which blocks the old man's killing move.

At this time, behind a fierce sea, the sea is divided into yin and Yang, a black and a white, mutual cohesion.

Under the control of jiuyouyu, strange changes take place. It condenses with the sea of yin and Yang. At first glance, it looks like a Kunpeng cub.

"Kunpeng method!" As soon as the old man's eyes were fixed, there was a difference in his eyes. He rubbed his eyes hard.

"I didn't expect you to have such a legendary treasure." The old man was surprised, Qin Fanqiang beyond expectation.

He came from the Qin nationality and inherited the true dragon blood, but he still had Kunpeng Dharma in his body.

Qin fan's swordsmanship contains a special flavor. The old man seems to have known him before, as if he had seen him somewhere."Tianjiao, who grew up in the lower world, is stronger than those in the upper world. Today I will let you know what despair is like!" The old man's bloodthirsty eyes flashed away, and a grim smile hung from the corner of his mouth.

All of a sudden, the golden sword feathers burst. Behind him, jiuyouyu turned into a magic sword and chopped the old man from all directions in a strange posture.

Kunpeng method is the main method, and one herb secret technique is the supplement.

"Why?" The old man was so surprised that he put out his big hand to resist Qin fan's attack.

The left hand imprints condense into big claws and collide with each other, splashing out large sparks.

Runes emerge from the collision void. They are colorful, like fireworks. They can't hurt the old man.

"Cough..." Qin fan coughed up blood and was bitten back.

"A blade of grass!" Suddenly, the old man approached Qin fan like a ghost.

There is excitement in the eyes. It's a real ten evil secret skill. It's crazy.

"Go away!" Qin fan is too lazy to waste words with the old mallet.

Peace of mind, the use of the moment has been ready to bear the cost.

In addition, I don't know how to compete with the old people.