God Level Cultivation System

The endless endlessness of the surroundings comes from him.

Qin Qi and others are all shocked by the heart, pale and bloodless.

The man was obviously defeated and forced to kneel here. It was the humiliation of the tomb.

But it is such a person who can only kneel. The breath on his body is still terrible. It is like the ants standing in front of the abyss, only feeling a powerlessness to the vastness.

"Is this a dark scorpion? He was suppressed by the tomb, and he was here?" Zhang Lang whispered.

Seeing this, the previous guess is not broken, there is no respectable opponent, just the tomb, suppressing him, let him kneel before the dead spirit.

Without the attack of the Dark Heavens, the battle will not break out, and it will not kill so many heroes.

Someone must be here, to comfort the soul of death.

"I am afraid that this person is also a big man in the dark world, otherwise he is not qualified to be here."

Although he does not know who the tomb is, at the moment, he can't help but give birth to reverence, and at the same time, he is proud of it.

Even if the darkness is big, but it is arrogant, it cannot be surrendered.

Even if you lose, you must stand and lose, and the other party, even if it wins, can only win!

"Must be sure, you must be very relieved!" Xiaohua laughed.

However, this is even more curious. Who is in the middle of it, even the strong man of the dark shackles is here.

This alone is enough to be domineering and admirable.

"Just, this way, we can't rely on it, do we have to wait for ghosts to absorb these dead things?" Zhang Lang said.

The body of this dark scorpion is in front of it. In fact, it is not only dead and horrible, it is difficult to get close, and the rest of the martial arts is equally amazing, so that people can only stop.

"Look first," Qin Qidao.

It takes time for the ghost to absorb the dead air. If you take this opportunity, you can see if there is anything else.

"Hey, do you know anything about the power of this person?" Qin Qi asked.

The nephew suddenly picked up Qin Qi’s shoulder and glared at his head: “It seems that there is, I think about it.”

The darkness belongs to the genus, the inheritance of knowledge comes from the blood, the blood of the deaf children is strong, and the knowledge passed down is naturally more.

Although it is not always possible to know the identity of the strong person in front of him, the power he possesses, or the ethnic group he belongs to, may be known.

"I thought of it, his power belongs to a famous door called 'Black Lotus Singer'!" The nephew got the relevant knowledge from the blood.

She can't recognize who this person is, but she can judge the blood heritage of his own.

Even if the same dark particles are cultivated, the different blood vessels show different forms.

It seems to be all spiritual, but it is also divided into many attributes.

"Black Lotus singer?" Qin Qi and others are all awkward.

They know very little about the dark heavens, and generally only know that there is such a world, and they have no knowledge of the distribution of power among them.

But I want to come, the so-called black lotus singer, should be an extremely powerful family.

"What about you?" Xiaohua asked curiously.

"I seem to be a member of the 'Black River Swordsman'," said the child.

It sounds like an estimated name, perhaps similar to the twelve clan of the Tianyuan World Mozu, but stronger.

"Although I don't know his identity, but I can stay here, I want to come, it is also one of the commanders of the dark world of that war." Qin Qi whispered.

Such a person, there may be some treasure left, even if Qin Qi they can not use, but for the nephew, may be helpful.

"The dark scorpion seems to have a badge," but the florets point to the darkness.

This dark scorpion is absolutely a strong existence. Even if it is dead, the body is not decaying, and even the clothes on the body are not destroyed.

And in his collar, a badge is worn, it looks like it should be something that can represent identity.

"Does the family emblem of the black lotus singer?" Qin Qi guessed.

"No, that mark, not the famous "black-faced singer"," the child shook his head, and the voice of the milk was milky.

"What will it be?" Zhang Lang asked.

"This, it seems to be an identity mark, called ... master craftsman", swearing.

She is too young, although she can get knowledge from the blood, but it is very limited.

What is the master craftsman?

Qin Qi they are naturally unclear.

But it should be a symbol of a strong identity.

"For the time being, it doesn't matter. What's important is how to get close to that?"

Up to now, it is not important what the identity of the dark genus is.

How to get close is the key.

"You can only let the ghosts absorb these dead air first, and then we try again, can we resist the Yu Wei of this master craftsman", Qin Qi sighed.

The stone must say another thing. After all, the cover has not been opened, and there is no breath exposed.

And this master craftsman, the strength is superb, Yu Wei is not Qin Qi they can easily resist, can only solve the deadness first.

Otherwise, it is enough to be dead. It is enough for them.

The ghosts are heavy, but at the same time, she is a natural one. As long as it is completed, it will fly to the sky.

"The difficulty is not small, just wait like this?" Xiaohua said.

Waiting this way is too time consuming.

"The difficulty is huge, but I should be able to help a lot. In addition, you should take this opportunity to gather the avenue particles as soon as possible." Qin Qi laughed.

"It can only be so", Xiaohua nodded.

The tomb of the tomb was stuck here, and in terms of their strength, it has been difficult to move forward.

Although I don't want it, it's too time-consuming, but now I can't help it. I can only use this time to improve myself.

What's more, the injury of Xiaohua has not fully recovered. It is also necessary to take this opportunity to completely solve all hidden dangers in the body.

"Right, you already have avenue particles, should you help the little girl?"

"I try my best", Qin Qi shook his head helplessly.

Of course, the most important thing is actually the different Kunlun, using its anti-sky calculus to provide assistance for small flowers and ghosts.

In particular, the ghosts and ghosts, after extracting the dead air and the ghosts themselves, began to make full calculations and build a model of the birth and death vortex.

This place is dead and powerful, enough for ghosts to use. As for the source of anger, the plan given by Yi Kunlun is Qin Qi.

To be precise, it is the blood of Qin Qi.

Before the ghosts took a lot of blood from Qin Qi, they naturally absorbed the enormous vitality of Qin Qi's blood.

However, in order to finally condense the heart and soul, this part of the anger is obviously not enough.

Still have to drink blood. Qin Qi's face is gray and black, and in the end he can only dedicate himself and illuminate others.