As soon as that voice came out, the entire Xuhai Arena was in an uproar.
The mythical bloodline from the ancient times has reappeared in modern times. How much impact will this have on the world?
The face of the "tall and thin young man" who also came from the Holy Land of the Spirit Realm changed, but it was too late to stop the short-haired boy from opening his bloodline.
In the arena, many strong men from outside the realm were trembling with blood and soul.
Some strong men whose cultivation level was lower than half a step to the Danyuan realm had their knees bent involuntarily, half-kneeling on the ground.
Even some sages in the Danyuan Realm felt pressure in their blood and souls, wanting to pay homage to the "short-haired boy" in the Holy Land.
On the arena.
The short-haired boy's bloodline was opened, and the skin on his body was like scales and shells, tough and thick, like a giant beast standing proudly in the wilderness, and a terrifying aura shrouded the "Purple Master Two Skills".
"It turns out to be the bloodline of ancient mythology..."
Zizun Erjue's face was bitter, and his knees were mostly bent.
Under the powerful blood aura of the ancient tribes, they were like ants facing a giant beast. Before they even had a fight, they were already defeated physically and mentally.
The two of them had just struck together, leaving only a bloodstain as big as a fingernail on the short-haired boy.
And those scars healed themselves in an instant under the blood of the ancient tribes.
"What a strong defense and recovery power. Is this the power of the bloodline of the Ancient Ten Thousand Races List?"
Zhao Feng felt a trembling feeling in his body, mind and soul.
Except for the forbidden divine eye, even his bloodline power was completely suppressed, causing a slight tremor.
The bloodline power was completely suppressed. This was the first time Zhao Feng encountered this situation.
pounding, pounding
The suppressed blood, the throbbing breath, was transmitted to the sealed eye of the gods; the heartbeat of the ghost was transmitted from the eyes of the gods, beating frequently.
After all, Zhao Feng's bloodline power is a by-product of the divine eye.
"roll"
The bloodline power of the short-haired boy was raised to an extreme. A layer of dark light pattern that was completely ancient, like an unbridled black tornado, exploded and rushed straight into a radius of one or two hundred feet.
Bang bang
The two masters of Zizun screamed almost at the same time, and their bodies were thrown away. Their bodies were covered in blood and flesh, as if they had been collided and crushed by a giant wild beast.
"Ahh——"
The two bloody bodies rolled down from the arena.
Several judges in the Great Alchemy Realm were stunned for a moment, with shock on their faces.
"Jiang Fan, thirty-one consecutive victories, not thirty-two consecutive victories..."
One of the referees had a slightly stuttering voice.
In this current state.
The short-haired boy "Jiang Fan"'s bloodline from the Ancient Ten Thousand Races exploded with terrifying power, directly blowing away a young man in the late and peak stages of the Danyuan Realm.
hiss
Everyone in the audience gasped, their hearts trembling under the pressure of that ancient and primitive bloodline aura.
No one in the crew beside Zhao Feng could stand.
Loulan Zhishui's delicate body was soft and soft, and she leaned on Zhao Feng, barely holding on.
However, those who can persevere will have their blood vessels faintly stimulated.
"Hahaha...who else challenges?"
Jiang Fan laughed proudly, and the aura of the ancient bloodline that looked down upon the Eight Desolations made the people around him breathless.
Wherever the short-haired boy "Jiang Fan" looked, the oppression of the ancient bloodline seemed to be coming to him.
Many people are struck by lightning both physically and mentally.
Some people nearby who wanted to challenge lowered their heads.
"The breath of the ancient bloodline of all races seems to have the same origin as the 'dream ancient breath' that I absorbed."
Zhao Feng's bloodline was suppressed, but it was also stimulated.
In particular, his bloodline is connected to the divine eye.
"Um?"
The short-haired boy's eyes suddenly paused as he scanned an area.
"With the thin ancient aura, could there be other bloodlines from the Ancient Ten Thousand Races List..."
The bloodline of the short-haired boy produced a strange feeling.
Swish
His keen eyes were fixed on Zhao Feng.
pounding, pounding
Zhao Feng's divine eyes were beating frequently; that slightly familiar feeling also came from some of the ancient breath of dreams absorbed in the body, which had not been completely integrated into the blood of the body.
boom
Confronting the short-haired boy's eyes, Zhao Feng was shaken physically and mentally, as if he was facing a frontal impact from a wild beast.
That deliberate pressure is stronger than others.
"It is worthy of being the top mythical bloodline in the world..."
Zhao Feng's whole body was filled with energy and blood, and he held on.
Fortunately, his life constitution, driven by the "Sea Whale Heart Marrow Blood" and "Dream Ancient Breath", is comparable to the Lord of the Great Alchemy Realm.
Otherwise.
If you were in any half-step Danyuan realm, or even some small Danyuan realm, you might have to vomit blood.
"Interesting, your bloodline power seems to have some connection with the bloodline of thousands of ancient races..."
The short-haired boy's eyes lit up.
Coming from Zhao Feng, that wisp of aura that seemed to have the same origin aroused his fighting spirit and feelings.
even.
The blood of all races in his body, for a brief moment, had the illusion of being threatened by a powerful enemy.
The short-haired boy's words amazed everyone.
Many spectators looked sideways at Zhao Feng.
Unexpectedly, someone close to the bloodline of the Ancient Ten Thousand Races List would appear in the same place.
"It's a pity that my cultivation is not in the Danyuan realm."
The short-haired boy shook his head slightly, a little regretful, and put away his fighting spirit.
call
Zhao Feng breathed a sigh of relief. The blood pressure from the short-haired boy was too great.
He does not deny that there is a big gap between the bloodline of all races in ancient times.
The "Purple Master Two Jue", a late-stage Little Danyuan Realm, and a peak Little Pillyuan Realm, were all blown away directly.
If it were him and the Skeleton Hall Master, the outcome would be the same.
"Without using the Bloodline Eye Pupil, I would probably be blown away by one of his moves. Moreover, the ancient bloodline of all races is so powerful that it cannot be killed by the 'Void Pupil Slash'."
Zhao Feng analyzed calmly in his heart.
After some analysis.
He fully understands the terror of the genius in the Holy Land of the Spiritual Realm.
It's no wonder that "Zhao Yufei" was chosen as the successor by "Purple Saint Remnant Spirit".
You must know that Holy Lord Ziye also has the rare bloodline of all ancient races. At his peak, he was in the "Xuanguang Realm" that surpassed the Great Emperor of the Void God Realm, and was only one step away from the heavenly level god.
"Junior, you are here, hahaha..."
A cold angry laugh came from the other end of the arena.
The person who spoke was none other than Lord Moshan
"It's him..."
The two charming women couldn't help but be shocked when they saw Zhao Feng in the crowd.
"Hahaha... I've finally found you after trying my best to find you."
The ink-shirted statue was filled with red light and joy.
Instantly
The huge power of the Great Alchemy Realm shrouded Zhao Feng head-on.
"This old immortal"
Zhao Feng looked slightly stern, he did not expect to meet the Third Elder Qianyun again.
That day.
Zhao Feng poached the heart and soul of Hai Whale in advance, and fought with both sides between the two Lords of the Alchemy Realm, and finally defeated the Lord Moshan.
"It's the third elder of Qianyun Pavilion."
There were some murmurs among the crowd, and many people recognized the identity of Lord Moshan.
after all.
Qianyun Pavilion is a one-star pinnacle sect in the nearby area, second only to the two-star sect, and its strength is at least as strong as the "Red Moon Demon Sect" at its peak.
Swish swish
The figure of the old man in black robes flashed in front of Zhao Feng, his face full of coldness.
"Junior, I won't hold you accountable for handing over the heart and blood of the Sea Whale."
The old man in the black shirt did not publicize the spiritual sound transmission.
After all, it involves the legendary treasure holy blood such as the Heart of the Sea Whale, and the old man in the black shirt does not want to make the matter too big and attract the peeps of more powerful people.
"Haha, the heart marrow blood is what we are trying to get from the body of the sea whale. What does it have to do with you? What's more, the heart marrow blood has been used up by us."
Zhao Feng said slowly.
In the Xuhailing Palace, he was not worried about the old man in black clothes taking action.
According to the "little horse" who led the way, no matter how chaotic it is outside, the "Void Sea Spiritual Palace" will be a peaceful pure land on the Void Sea.
Because behind the scenes of the Xuhai Spiritual Palace is the Holy Land of the Spiritual Realm
Even the two-star sects and the kings of the Virtual God Realm do not dare to cause trouble here.
Very few of the troublemakers in the past have been able to walk out of the Xuhai Spiritual Palace alive.
"Junior, don't try to trick me. With the huge body of that giant sea whale, the amount of heart blood is huge. If you hand over the remaining heart blood, I still won't care."
The old man in the black shirt sneered.
He is not a fool. He knows that Zhao Feng must still have a lot of sea whale blood in his hands.
"Not given"
Zhao Feng rolled his eyes. He obtained the heart marrow of the sea whale and had no direct relationship with the old man in black robes.
"Huh, I don't dare to take action against you in the Xuhai Spiritual Palace. But I, Yun Pavilion, am one of the top three powerful sects in the nearby islands. If you have the ability, don't leave the Xuhai Spiritual Palace."
The old man in the black shirt sneered, tossed his sleeves and left.
In the Xuhailing Palace, he really didn't dare to take action.
But he didn't believe that Zhao Feng had been shrinking and wouldn't leave the Xuhailing Palace.
Swish
As soon as the old man in black clothes left, a short-haired boy floated down in front of Zhao Feng.
"Jiang Fan"
Zhao Feng let out a low cry, and the hearts of everyone around him jumped loudly.
"I am Xia Jiangfan, from the Zhenwu Holy Land. May I ask this brother his name?"
Jiang Fan smiled slightly.
In the arena, many spectators were a little surprised.
This proud Holy Land genius actually took the initiative to get acquainted with Zhao Feng.
Jiang Fan also looked at Zhao Feng with deep interest in his eyes.
This scene.
The sneer on his face looked slightly stiff when he fell into the eyes of the Lord ink-shirted Lord who had just tossed his sleeves and left.
If Zhao Feng has a relationship with the genius of the Holy Land, then even he, Qianyunge, will not dare to touch Zhao Feng easily.
"No, Zhao Feng."
Zhao Feng greeted the two Holy Land geniuses.
A short-haired boy with the blood of thousands of ancient races, his name is Jiang Fan.
A tall and thin young man with a cultivation level in the Great Alchemy Realm named Chen Yilin.
While the two Holy Land geniuses were sizing up Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng was also sizing them up.
Especially "Jiang Fan" has the blood of thousands of ancient races.
"The ancient breath of the dream can refine and improve my life constitution, and purify my bloodline to return to my ancestors. And this ancient bloodline of all races has a breath that is similar to the same source. What is the relationship between the two?"
Zhao Feng murmured in his heart.
Invisibly, he paid more attention to the ancient aura in the dream and made various speculations.
"This young man actually has a thin ancient aura in his bloodline power. Even if he is not a bloodline from the Ancient Ten Thousand Races List, he is still a powerful bloodline that has been inherited from that era, a bloodline that will surpass future generations."
The two Holy Land geniuses did not look down upon Zhao Feng.
Even in the Holy Land of the Spirit Realm, the bloodlines of all ancient races have the highest bloodline qualifications, and only a few of them exist.
Outside the Holy Land, the two Holy Land geniuses were surprised to see people with qualifications close to those of the "Ancient Ten Thousand Races List".