Chapter 88: Smelting the Bloodline of the Demon Race (3)
Chapter 88 Smelting the bloodline of the demon clan 3
But does Xiao Yan dare to say this? No. Since he doesn't dare, Xiao Yan can only nod in cooperation, forget about the depression in his heart - you, Mr. Zhan, are telling lies, and I have to nod and admit what you said.
it is true.....
It is said that women in love are stupid. Sure enough, looking at her lover nodding and admitting, Qinglin's heart felt like flowers blooming in March, and she felt that the whole world had become clearer, and her resentment towards Mr. Zhan suddenly completely dissipated, leaving only gratitude.
Old Zhan was obviously a little proud. He glanced sideways at Xiao Yan, meaning that you are still young. Then he looked at Qinglin deeply, suddenly became serious, and said: "Miss Qinglin, I have no choice but to do this.
You are a saint from the demon clan, and for the sake of this boy’s future, I have no choice but to do this..."
Hearing that it was related to Xiao Yan's future, Qing Lin suddenly became nervous.
"Xiao Yan has mastered the most amazing skills in the world. The success of this skill can help Xiao Yan reach the top of the Dou Emperor. This amazing skill must have the blood of three clans: human, demon and demon. Now Xiao Yan already has a human,
The blood of the two demon clans is lacking, but the blood of the demon clan is still lacking.”
"Ah? A skill that requires the blood of three clans? It must be the top skill in the Dou Emperor Continent, right?" Qing Lin couldn't help but ask.
"Well...well, that's it."
The strict requirements for advancing to the Eight Ultimate Heavenly Jue cannot be explained clearly in one sentence, and Qing Lin has just arrived in Dou Emperor Continent and has no idea what the Three Rare Objects are. It would be useless to talk about it, so Mr. Zhan did not say anything about it.
Blue scales detailed description.
"But, what does this have to do with me being a saint of the demon clan?" Qing Lin asked next, she already had a vague feeling that everything that happened before must have a lot to do with the blood of the demon clan.
"The prerequisite for the smelting of demon blood is to obtain the virgin blood of the demon saint."
Old Zhan made it clear, and two blushes immediately appeared on Qinglin's face.
Seeing Qing Lin's shy look, Mr. Zhan breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "When the Saint was still at the top of the tower, I heard you calling Xiao Yan's name more than once. It shows that you are passionately devoted to him.
Deep, that’s why I dare to arrange it like this, so that you two lovers can finally get married."
Zhan Lao's words are full of the beauty of adulthood.
After hearing this, Qing Lin was both ashamed and happy. What was embarrassing was that Elder Zhan told Xiao Yan that he missed Xiao Yan because of his loneliness, and his little face immediately became hot. What made him happy was that he could become a
Xiao Yan's great help in smelting the blood of the demon clan.
Xiao Yan, on the other hand, was a little relieved, a little angry, and a little confused. What he felt relieved was that what he needed to smelt the blood of the demon clan was the virgin blood of a saint. Elder Zhan had his own reasons for his arrangement. What made him angry was that Elder Zhan
He clearly knew that the saint was Qing Lin, but he didn't tell himself in advance, and instead used methods to make himself confused, and attacked Qing Lin hard. What he was confused about was why the hell the blood of the demon clan didn't exist yet.
Half a reaction.
"But why can't I feel anything about my bloodline?" Xiao Yan couldn't help but ask, he was very worried about whether there might be some accident along the way.
"Obtaining the virgin blood of the demon saint is only a prerequisite, but the most important thing is that the demon saint must voluntarily force three drops of holy blood from her body to merge into the opponent's body in order to activate the demon blood."
Mr. Zhan solved Xiao Yan's confusion.
"So that's what it is."
Xiao Yan was filled with joy, thinking that he would soon have the blood of the demon clan, be able to devour spiritual seals, and advance to the Eight Ultimate Heavenly Art. He couldn't help but get a little excited, and his eyes were full of gratitude when he looked at Mr. Zhan.
Along the way, Mr. Zhan has put in so much energy for his own growth. Although he is a little unhappy with what he did this time, Xiao Yan understands better than anyone in his heart that Mr. Zhan has really considered everything for himself. If he doesn't use
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"That brat finally understands how good I am to him." Mr. Zhan sensed Xiao Yan's complicated eyes and felt a little relieved.
Qing Lin stood nearby, listening to the two men saying "virgin's blood" on the left and "virgin's blood" on the right. She was so embarrassed that she didn't know where to put her hands.
"Will Qing Lin suffer any harm if he donates the holy blood? Otherwise, I would rather not do it." Although Xiao Yan was excited, he was still very calm. Qing Lin is his own woman now. If he donates the holy blood, he will suffer a lot of harm.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t want the demon clan bloodline.
Mr. Zhan didn't answer immediately, but Qinglin was already deeply moved. His man would rather give up the practice of top skills than get hurt. This pity and love are worth everything even if he gives up everything for him.
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"Please also ask Mr. Zhan to make it clear how to donate the holy blood. Qing Lin is willing to give everything for Xiao Yan." Qing Lin stepped forward, held Xiao Yan's arm tightly, and said softly, with unquestionable firmness in his tone.
"No, you have to listen to what Mr. Zhan has to say before you can make a decision." Xiao Yan's smile faded slightly and he stared at Mr. Zhan closely.
"Yes, yes, yes, the man is interested in the concubine. Love is stronger than gold. I did not make the wrong match, haha." Seeing Xiao Yan and Qing Lin caring for each other from the bottom of their hearts, Mr. Zhan was very pleased. He looked at Qing Lin
, looked at Xiao Yan again, and said, "Boy, don't be so nervous, your saint daughter-in-law will not be harmed. There are seven drops of the demon saint's blood in the body of the demon saint, which is inherited from ancient blood.
, has mysterious and unpredictable power, if you take three drops, but the quantity is less than half, the saint will only be weak for a period of time, and then she will slowly recover."
"Boy, remember, no matter what happens in the future, you must protect Qing Lin, and don't let down Qing Lin's affection, otherwise I will be the first to kill you!" Mr. Zhan warned Xiao Yan very solemnly.
sentence.
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhan, Qinglin is my woman. Even if I risk my life, I will definitely protect her." Xiao Yan saw that Mr. Zhan said so solemnly, so he answered very solemnly.
"Without further delay, let's start now." Qing Lin was very happy for Xiao Yan's answer and wanted to fulfill her lover's wish as soon as possible.
"Well, just follow the method I told you to force out the holy blood." Old Zhan stretched out his fingers in the air, touched his forehead with blue scales, and imparted a mental method.
"Young man, sit down cross-legged." Old Zhan turned to Xiao Yan and said, Xiao Yan immediately sat down, adjusted his breath and waited.
The green-scaled body trembled slightly, and after the demon clan's holy power circulated three times according to the instructions in the heart, seven drops of cyan blood immediately appeared in the Dantian.
Qing Lin circulated his fighting spirit, and three drops of the crystal-clear demon clan's holy blood were forced out, sticking to Qing Lin's slender hand, exuding a powerful aura that caused the surrounding airflow to tremble violently.
The terrifying holy blood of the demon clan contained the power of heaven and earth. Xiao Yan couldn't help but secretly sighed.
The blue-scaled jade hand gently pressed the blood on Xiao Yan's forehead, and while he muttered words, the blood penetrated into it without leaving any trace, which was very magical.
This trick seemed extremely simple, but after Qing Lin let go, he sprayed three mouthfuls of essence and blood. Bloodshot eyes overflowed from his mouth and nose, and his face turned pale and colorless, as if he had consumed a lot of energy.
"Green Scales."
Xiao Yan did not expect that Qing Lin would be so hurt after losing three drops of holy blood. He was heartbroken and was about to get up to help Qing Lin.
"Boy, don't act rashly. The demon bloodline has been activated. Leave the saint to me."