Ye Qing sent a message to contact the ancient ancestral dragon.
"Little Ye Zi, if you ask me, I don't know either!"
The ancient ancestral dragon sighed.
"The inheritance of the Longyuan tribe is the ancient dragon clan?" Ye Qing asked again.
"I'm not sure. Based on the power of the man in the dark, I estimate that the quality of the inheritance is higher and older than the ancient times." The ancient ancestral dragon said in a message.
Ye Qing pondered slightly, his eyes flashing with light. The moment he stepped onto the altar, he felt the dragon's blood in his body vibrating.
The altar shook, and among the Longyuan tribe, the dragon youths showed expressions of surprise.
"He only has the blood of a second-level prehistoric dragon, but he can activate the altar!"
"If your dragon blood is less than the third level, you won't be recognized by your ancestors at all!"
"He is not a pure dragon. He is just a half-dragon. How can he obtain the inheritance from his ancestors?"
"This person killed my holy son and saintly daughter of the Longyuan Tribe. If he cannot gain the approval of his ancestors, he can be killed now."
Among the Longyuan tribe, many dragon youths were talking about it.
Ji Chengtian looked grim and stared at Ye Qing's back.
He was looking forward to it, if Ye Qing could not gain the approval of his ancestors, in that case, the Lord of Longyuan would not let him go!
The Lord of Longyuan has always wanted to find a suitable successor.
And if Ye Qing's talent is not good enough and the Lord of Longyuan looks down upon him, then he will have no value in existence.
The altar shook, and a white dragon soul suddenly rose into the sky, unleashing an astonishing dragon power.
"Surprisingly, it was successful!"
Ji Chengtian's face looked a little gloomy.
He thought that Ye Qing only had the blood of a second-level prehistoric dragon, so it would be impossible for him to succeed.
The second-level prehistoric dragon blood cannot be said to be weak, but among the Longyuan tribe, there are those stronger than him.
Such as the fallen saint son and saint girl.
They have all been to the Longyuan Altar, gained recognition from the altar, and inspired dragon souls.
The white dragon soul is not that outstanding, but among the Longyuan tribe, there are not many people who can activate the altar dragon soul.
"roar!"
The white dragon soul hovered in the sky and did not dissipate.
Then, more white dragon souls rose into the sky, a total of nine dragon souls, hovering in the air.
All the Dragon Clan members in the Longyuan Tribe were shocked.
Inducing the Nine Dragon Souls is not that easy.
In the past, the limit for the saint son and saint girl to ascend the altar was the same as Ye Qing's.
However, they all possess the third level of prehistoric dragon blood.
Ye Qing's dragon blood was not as good as theirs, and the dragon soul he inspired reached the same quality as theirs.
"This son cannot be kept!"
Ji Chengtian's face was gloomy and he thought to himself.
There was greed and hatred in his eyes, but since Ye Qing was still on the altar and had been recognized by the altar, he didn't dare to take action at all.
The dragon soul kept circling, but Ye Qing did not leave the altar. Soon, he took out two dragon corpses.
The bodies of Saint Son Ji Shuang and Saint Lady Ji Yaoxuan.
Seeing the two dragon corpses, the dragons of the Longyuan tribe had no hatred in their eyes, but rather desire!
If possible, they also want to kill the saints and saints, seize their dragon corpses, and then devour the dragon's blood!
But, they can't do it.
Among the younger generation of the Longyuan Tribe, the only one who can kill the Holy Son and the Holy Girl is Young Master Longyuan, Ji Baifeng!
At this moment, Ji Baifeng stood quietly, staring at Ye Qing on the altar, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
She felt a little strange that Ye Qing's dragon blood was actually not strong.
In the outside world, it may be very strong.
But in Longyuan, the blood of the second-level prehistoric dragon can only be regarded as superior, but cannot be called heaven-defying.
The essence and blood from the two dragon corpses were absorbed by Ye Qing.
Then, devour it directly!
The third level of ancient dragon blood is of great benefit to the current Ye Qing.
The Dragon Tribe Altar was considered a test. Ye Qing could feel that the stronger the dragon blood in his body, the stronger the dragon soul he induced.
And he can devour those dragon souls.
Soon, nine white dragon souls submerged into Ye Qing's sea of consciousness.
Devouring the dragon soul caused Ye Qing's soul power to skyrocket.
Practicing the concept of the Infinity of the Galaxy, Ye Qing's soul continued to nourish, and now the sea of consciousness has expanded to one billion feet.
Ye Qing didn't know how wide Dao Lord's sea of consciousness was, but ordinary Heavenly Lords probably weren't as powerful as Ye Qing's soul.
Now, after absorbing the nine dragon souls, Ye Qing's sea of consciousness continues to expand, surging like an angry tide.
Inside the sea of consciousness, galaxies surrounded it, stabilizing the turbulent torrent. Soon, Ye Qing's sea of consciousness became calm.
The nine white dragon souls dissipated, and everyone in the Longyuan tribe looked jealous.
There’s another competitor!
In fact, among the hundreds of dragon prodigies of the Longyuan Tribe, less than one-tenth are recognized by the altar.
Ye Qing's performance made them both shocked and jealous.
"He hasn't come down yet?"
"Do you want to refine the third-level prehistoric dragon blood on the spot?"
"It's ridiculous. What does he think the third-level prehistoric dragon blood is? Can he just refine it if he wants to?"
Everyone in the Longyuan tribe sneered, and Ji Chengtian also had a cold face.
Suddenly, the altar shook again.
From Ye Qing's body, violent dragon blood aura emanated.
A golden dragon rushed out from the altar, and the terrifying dragon aura covered the sky and the sun!
The third level prehistoric dragon blood!
Ye Qing's speed of refining dragon blood was surprisingly fast.
His dragon blood quality has already reached the peak of the second-level prehistoric level, and he is only one step away from being promoted.
The dragon blood of the saint son and saint girl of the Longyuan tribe happened to be Ye Qing's nourishment.
He refined it at an extremely fast speed, transformed the dragon blood in his body, and achieved the third level of prehistoric dragon blood!
A dark golden Dragon God Blood Spear emerged from the void.
The pressure of the Dragon God's blood spear is much stronger than before.
Seeing the dark golden Dragon God Blood Spear not far away, Ji Baifeng's face became solemn.
The third level prehistoric dragon blood, if you say breakthrough, break through.
It’s just off the mark!
Ji Baifeng's talent makes her the most evil being among the Longyuan tribe.
She was born with the blood of a third-level prehistoric dragon, and she was very clear about the difference between the third level and the second level.
It's definitely not that easy to advance to the second level.
Even if there is the dragon blood of the Saint Son and Saint Lady, it still takes time to refine.
During the refining process, there is a great possibility of accidents.
However, Ye Qing completed his bloodline transformation on the altar.
In Ye Qing's body, the power of the Great Desolate Dragon surged, and the Marks of the Great Desolate Dragon condensed to ninety!
In the sky, another golden dragon soul was born and soared into the sky.
Two, three!
Kujo!
Nine golden dragon souls hover in the sky, the terrifying dragon power is released, and the sound of dragon roars is endless!
The nine golden dragon souls quickly entered Ye Qing's sea of consciousness.
The next moment, Ye Qing's sea of consciousness boiled, and the sea of consciousness expanded to two billion feet!
The power of the ancient dragon and the power of the soul increased dramatically at the same time!
The altar fell silent.
The crowd in the Longyuan tribe was shocked.
The air was silent and no one spoke.
A cold wind passed by.
Ji Baifeng stared at Ye Qing with her beautiful eyes, and something strange flashed across her eyes.
She became even more interested in Ye Qing.
The altar caused such a momentum, the nine golden dragons must have passed the test.
He is qualified to obtain the inheritance of Longyuan!