Super Bloodline: The Devouring System

The old man is a living creature in ancient times. He once followed the ancestor of canglongmen.

Never say anything about that era. It's a taboo.

A great strong man could have lived for another period of time, but when the upper world strong man came, the old man fought hard and consumed too much resources.

The corners of his mouth trembled and he was reciting an old mantra. He was too far away to know what had happened.

After a few breaths, Qi Ling's body gradually dissipated and turned into a mist.

A large area of mysterious symbols flew out of the body, ignoring the void and years, running in this direction.

It was like thunder. When it appeared again, it had already come to Qin fan.

Reach out to touch, this is the spirit of the old man! We saw each other again after many years.

The spirit still has the last trace of divine consciousness, revealing a vague outline and a surprise on his face. I didn't expect to meet the young man in the lower world here.

"Try to live. It's up to you. As for other things, leave them to me!" Qi Ling exhausted his last strength, and a sound came into his ear.

"Old man!" Qin fan wants to open his mouth, but it's like he is choked by a big hand. His heart is beating. Maybe he will never meet again.

Soon, there was no sound, and it turned into Ancient Runes. The golden aura gathered throughout the world.

In an instant, it smashed down the high mountain. The naked eye could see that the mountains were bleeding.

Qin fan was unable to sit on the ground. All of a sudden, the lower world came, but before he could react, he met Qi Ling, only a few breaths before and after.

Boom!

Without giving Qin fan extra time to react, this is just the beginning. There are seven peaks in a row.

"Hoo Take a deep breath, know the name of these seven mountains, called, canglongneiqimen!

The fall of canglongmen had a lot to do with the disappearance of neiqimen.

It was once said that if the inner seven gates did not disappear, the Canglong gate would not have been defeated so thoroughly.

In the end, we lose the lower bound, but we can't leave inheritance in the upper bound.

Canglongmen, founded by Zhenlong, has a long history and has passed on for millions of years.

At this moment, Qin fan finally understood that the spirit of the instrument was not enough, and he called the seven gates back.

That's the foundation of Canglong gate. As long as the inner seven gates can return, Canglong gate will regain its former glory again. It's an invincible myth.

Boom!

The sky was blasted into a hole, and seven peaks rose up and shuttled to the void.

There is a big net in Longzhou, which is full of the power of rules. It wants to stop several mountains, but seven mountains are too extraordinary, just like seven heavenly swords.

In a flash, when it appeared again, it had already left the place where Longzhou was.

It all happened very quickly. After a few breaths, the silence was restored.

Qin fan's eyes are blank, looking at the distance empty, his face bitter.

Dong!

A loud noise came out, and even the starry sky was shaking. In a dark place, suddenly, a big hand came out from the abyss. The moment it came out, it covered the sky and covered the sun. In the palm of my hand was a cangyu. "Ha ha, I woke up a few days ago. I didn't expect that it was the evil of canglongmen coming back! Either way, we'll kill them at the same time. "

The cold voice reverberated in the starry sky, only heard its voice, but no one was seen. The big black hand was too terrible. At this time, people could see the real face clearly, it was a paw.

When you reach the upper part of the lower continent, it contains a strong sense of death, which is about to be suppressed.

"What an exciting thing! At the beginning, everyone was looking for the whereabouts of canglongmen. I didn't expect that I would end the myth under my hand today!"

Qin fan was heartbroken and roared wildly. He wanted to be the God of war and cut off all illusions. Unfortunately, his strength was too low. He had no idea and could not put it into action.

The old man is too strong. He is an excellent master. He has already surpassed the Taoist realm for many years.

In the lower world, there are too many people in my heart. These people are very important to Qin fan and can't be forgotten.

Think of a lot, the first thing that comes into view is Su Ning's figure.

Qin fan urges Tianyan to find Su Ning's shadow in the vast crowd.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed. The distance was so far away that he had not yet reached the realm of Tao and could not see through everything.

"Hum!"

All of a sudden, the lower bound revived and rushed out a tiny figure, a headless knight.

Holding a long gun in his hand, his voice was cold, and he didn't think it was right. With a long gun in his right hand, he stabbed fiercely.

The earth split, the power of the sun and the power of the sun converged, forming a terrible impact.

Click!

The black claw had no resistance under the spear and disintegrated instantly.

Immediately, a large amount of blood spilled out, burned in the void, and a flame appeared.

"No!" The old man's angry scream is coming, which makes people ecstatic.

No one thought that it would appear in front of us with such a result.The old man's high identity is so terrible that people don't even know who he is.

It is such an old and strong man who has been crushed in the hands of the craftsmen in the lower world.

The lower bound, in the eyes of the people in the upper bound, is the representative of backwardness. It is a group of craftsmen and a place of exile. How can such figures appear.

In the distance, Qin fan's eyes brightened. He did not expect such a scene.

Just now, it was clear that the headless knight came out and saved everyone.

Eyes slightly narrowed, recognized the origin of headless knight, it is the Central Plains.

In the heart trance, that is a dark place, do not know what buried.

All of a sudden, there is a premonition that maybe the coming of the lower world has something to do with it.

But Qin fan didn't know. The fact is that he guessed it right.

"Brother, what's the name of this mountain and what's its origin? Why have I read all the classics and never heard of it?" At this time, the voice of cloudy day sounded.

He is also a knowledge broadcast, inheriting the ancient times, and his secretary and experience are more terrible than a sutra Pavilion.

Qin fan turned his head and showed a smile.

This is the seven gates of Canglong, but he preferred the name of "this mountain It's called Mount Tai