With a slap of his arm, Ling Qianshan's body vibrated in an instant.
He was shocked to find that the drop of Long family blood that entered his body actually began to change and fuse at an alarming speed.
boom!
At the same time, his body shook again.
Ye Han shot out a ball of pure dragon energy and poured it into his body.
This burst of dragon energy directly broke the balance of Ling Qianshan's bloodline and aura, making his bloodline begin to boil.
"Not enough? Your background is too weak."
Ye Han shook his head and said, "Forget it, this Yi family bloodline is of no use to me, it's too rubbish."
Another drop of extremely pure blood entered Ling Qianshan's body. This was the drop of blood that Ye Han got from killing Yi Tianshou in the Forbidden Land.
Originally he wanted to refine it, but after refining the nine rounds of young emperor Ximen's blood, the essence of the eight rounds of blood left by Yi Tianshou was no longer useful to Ye Han.
For today's Ye Han, the bloodline of any ancient clan is no longer attractive. Only the special bloodline, similar to the blood of thousands of mistakes, can be favored by Ye Han and help him transform into ten rounds.
Bloodline.
"Bloodline of the Yi family?"
At this time, Ling Qianshan looked at his father, Ling Moxiao, and both father and son were shocked in their hearts.
This is simply a great opportunity.
The drop of blood left by Yi Tianshou completely merged with Ling Qianshan in a matter of seconds.
With the blessing of such power, Ling Qianshan's energy and spirit began to transform at an alarming speed. Soon after, eight blood wheels appeared above his head. On the edge of the eight blood wheels, the ninth blood wheel began again.
Birth.
Ling Qianshan's heart almost jumped out of his chest, he was so excited as never before.
With Ye Han's help and guidance, in less than a cup of tea, Ling Qianshan activated his power and mobilized his blood.
Finally, at a certain moment, the ninth blood wheel was completely born.
With this place as the center, a shocking wave of energy and blood erupted, spreading out of the Hall of All Saints and spreading throughout most of the Zixiao Ancient Palace.
However, some warriors with slightly stronger bloodlines in the Zixiao Ancient Palace accurately sensed the birth of a nine-round bloodline.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh….
Figures kept coming one after another, all approaching the Hall of All Saints.
Looking at the vision above Ling Qianshan's head as he walked out of the hall, many powerful men were frightened and hurriedly came down to congratulate him: "Congratulations to Prince Ling Qianshan for giving birth to the nine-round bloodline. There is hope for becoming the Holy Son in the future."
"Master Ling, you gave birth to a good son."
Congratulations kept ringing out one after another.
Although there are countless geniuses in places like Zixiao Ancient Palace, there are still very few people who can truly possess the top talent of Nine Wheels Bloodline.
Ling Moxiao agreed with everyone while suppressing the shock in his heart.
He knew his son Ling Qianshan's talent. Although he was considered a top genius in the Zixiao Ancient Palace, after all, he still couldn't compare with the most evil figures. Otherwise, he would not be able to only have the palace of Ten Thousand Temples.
With his identity, he had already become one of the Sons of God with the help of him, the Lord of All Saints.
All this is because of Ye Han's help.
What kind of method can allow people to forcibly refine the blood of two ancient races in less than a quarter of an hour, so that people can successfully undergo transformation? It is simply unbelievable.
As we all know, if two eight-round bloodlines merge with each other, it is possible to give birth to a nine-round bloodline.
But it is only possible, the probability is even less than 10%, and there are even countless variables. For example, the breath of the two bloodlines cannot merge with each other, which will lead to obsession, or in the process of transforming the nine-round bloodline
The power of the bloodline is so powerful that it can directly burst the body. It can be said that all kinds of strange and various results may occur.
Furthermore, if you want to refine those two kinds of eight-round bloodlines, even if Ling Moxiao does it yourself, it will not be possible within a year or two. But in front of Ye Han, all this is like child's play, as simple as a child playing house.
After a while of greetings, when they returned to the Hall of All Saints, Ling Qianshan treated Ye Han with complete respect and admiration.
He knew that his martial arts path had changed with Ye Han's help.
The birth of the nine-round bloodline is a completely different concept from the eight-round bloodline in the past. Nowadays, Ling Qianshan is considered one of the top geniuses among the major forces in the Holy Domain, second only to geniuses such as Ye Han and Ye Xinghe.
Down.
In as little as a month or two, or as long as a year, Ling Qianshan could even compete for the status of the Holy Son in the Zixiao Ancient Palace.
Ling Moxiao no longer dared to treat Ye Han as a junior. He only thought about one thing in his heart. I'm afraid the Ye family doesn't know that Ye Han has such a powerful background and means, right?
In the Ye Family of the Holy Land, even if there was a Martial God in charge, they would not abandon a genius like Ye Han. I don't know what was in Ye Huangtu's mind at the time, or was there some hidden reason for abandoning Ye Han?
"Okay, that's it. I'll go back to Chu Youshi first. If you have anything else, let me know."
After Ye Han finished speaking, he was ready to leave.
"Where is that top-notch weapon? Do you still want it?"
Ling Moxiao said: "Perhaps I can communicate with other ancient palaces, or use the Zixiao Ancient Palace to spread the news and help you collect heaven-level weapons."
"oh?"
Ye Han flipped his palm and took out a space ring in an instant.
"Inside, there are one thousand kilograms of blood phoenix stones. The price of those two heaven-level weapons in exchange for ten kilograms of blood phoenix stones. In addition, there are one hundred drops of ancient phoenix blood. Every drop of ancient phoenix blood is also exchanged for ten kilograms of blood phoenix stones."
Two heaven-level weapons."
Ye Han looked at Ling Moxiao: "Then I'll trouble Palace Master Ling."
"You helped Qianshan give birth to the nine-round bloodline. It's nothing for me to do this little thing."
Ling Moxiao's hand that took the space ring was trembling slightly.
"Okay, when we have almost all the heaven-level weapons, I will come back to Hall Master Ling, or I can just send someone to deliver them directly."
After Ye Han finished speaking, he left the place and walked towards Chu Youshi's Saintess Hall.
Ye Han had no worries at all when he gave Ling Moxiao thousands of kilograms of blood phoenix stones and hundreds of drops of ancient phoenix blood at once.
After he refined the dragon ball, his combat power increased dramatically. By then, he could even kill such a terrifying god as Ling Moxiao. Moreover, the Wansheng family had a great cause, and Ye Han was not afraid that they would swallow the treasure and not return it.
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If Ling Moxiao had no problem with his mind, he would know how to face himself after everything about the Long family spreads.
When he arrived at the Saintess' Hall, Ye Han suddenly shook his body slightly, as if he sensed something.
He suddenly turned his gaze and looked in the direction of the Long family: "Can you finally bear it no longer, Long Zhentian?"
Long Zhentian began to refine the drop of true dragon blood that he regarded as extremely precious.
Despite such a long distance, Ye Han sensed it immediately.
"Long Zhentian, do you think you have a great opportunity?"
"In that drop of true dragon's blood, there is the mark left by me, Ye Han. When you successfully refine the dragon's blood, half of your life will be controlled by me, hey..."
Ye Han's thoughts flashed and he sneered in his heart.
After entering the Holy Maiden Hall and chatting with Chu Youshi for a while, Ye Han entered the secret training room directly, a little impatient.