Jin Long followed Wei Yang away. Wei Yang didn't say much along the way, but Yu Fo couldn't see through Wei Yang more and more. He always felt that there seemed to be some secret hidden in Wei Yang? And it seemed to be covered by a fog? But no matter how doubtful he was,
, everyone knows that this Wei Yang is definitely not someone he can mess with.
After taking a look, he saw Wen'er who was respectful beside him. Even on the way forward, Wen'er was even more cautious in calling him master. Yu Fo also knew that Wen'er had recognized Wei Yang as his master.
What happened in this? How did Wen Er come to Wei Yang? Yu Fo didn't know. He knew that Wen Er had embraced Wei Yang and found a very strong backer.
Jin Long was even more frightened. He thought that with his strength, if he was willing to be the other party's mount, the other party would look at him differently. Unfortunately, the other party treated him as dispensable. That kind of indifference, even Jin Long could do it.
Feel it.
Jin Long took refuge in Wei Yang, but he still had his own purpose in mind. Now that he can't get Wei Yang's attention, how can Jin Long take revenge? How can he improve his strength? At this moment, Jin Long was also at a loss, not knowing whether his choice was right.
That's wrong.&1t;i>&1t;/i>
Among the people present, only Wen Er, Ling Lao, and Anni knew why Wei Yang was so silent, and even made the surrounding atmosphere seem very silent. The depressing feeling made it difficult for them to speak, for fear of disturbing the current situation.
Wei Yang.
'call'
A breath of turbid air came out of Wei Yang's belly, and he took a deep breath. During this breath, Wei Yang did not suppress his cultivation, and even caused a brief vacuum to appear in the surrounding energy.
‘Buzz’
At this moment, Jin Long's eyes almost fell down. He was still confused and overwhelmed. As the scene unfolded in front of him, hope suddenly rose in his heart. The strength of this newly recognized master was by no means comparable to others.
I'm afraid, I'm just afraid that the dog thief Jin Tou will be divided into 50 and 50, no, it seems to be difficult to make an enemy.
"Jinlong, I don't need the strength to travel. You can tell me about your situation. If it's not difficult, I can help you. Of course, kill that golden head? Then forget it, I'm afraid you don't want revenge either.
, fell into the hands of others, and I won’t take action.”&1t;i>&1t;/i>
"Master, I, I need strength."
Initially, Jin Long's heart was gloomy, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that there was something in Wei Yang's words. His eyes not only lit up slightly, but also looked at Wei Yang in front of him with hope.
"Yes, but with the help of external forces, your strength breakthrough is not yours. Your best choice now is to completely shed your animal body and become a human body. Well, your racial bloodline seems to have been stolen.
, so don’t care about your ethnic origin.”
Without careful probing, Wei Yang had discovered that Jinlong's racial bloodline was very strange, but the concentration of the bloodline was very thin, and it seemed that it had been damaged to the core. So after a little guessing, he knew what was going on.
Reason.
"Master, steal? Can racial blood still be stolen?"
"Okay."&1t;i>&1t;/i>
This is Xiaotian, who dares to ask anything. Of course, Wei Yang also nodded lightly and replied to Xiaotian.
Although Xiaotian's strength is the weakest among everyone, Jin Long did not dare to look down upon him. Even Annie, who seemed to be close to him, did not bother Wei Yang. How dare Xiaotian do this?
, obviously in Wei Yang's heart, Xiaotian is very favored and valued by the other party.
"To steal the blood of a race, as long as we extract the most essence of blood when we are weak, and then slowly fuse it with our own blood, we can get the essence of its blood. Well, it can be said that I am the cauldron, helping
Increase the concentration of the golden-headed race’s bloodline.”
Simple, Jin Long organized his thoughts and used the simplest explanation to make everyone understand this method.
"Oh no, you are so cruel. Who are you with that golden head?"
What Jin Long said was indeed very concise, but from the look of pain on Jin Long's face, the hatred flickering in the other person's eyes, and even the deep fear behind the hateful eyes, it was obvious that Jin Long was not having an easy time in this cauldron.
Suffering unimaginable pain.&1t;i>&1t;/i>
"My father, he is my father in name, but secretly he is the enemy who killed my parents. For our blood, he killed our parents and adopted us as sons, secretly stealing our racial blood.
"
When it came to the golden head, Jinlong gritted his teeth and hated him so much that he couldn't hate it any more.
"This method of stealing is not good and the foundation is unstable. As long as you don't die, there is still hope of taking it back. I'm afraid that when Jintou completely refines the blood of your race, it will be the moment of your death."
Wei Yang said these words to Xiaotian and Lao Bai, not hoping that they would be lucky enough to take such an evil path. Of course, if Xiaotian and Lao Bai followed him, he would never approve of such evil practices.
, Yes, it is evil magic, the art of evil spirits and heretics.
"I, do I still have hope to regain it?"
There was a look of surprise in Jinlong's eyes, and he was even more ecstatic in his heart. Jinlong's racial bloodline is in the holy waters, and it is also a top bloodline. Otherwise, how could he be valued by Jintou?&1t;i>&1t;/i>
If he can regain his racial bloodline, Jin Long believes that it won't be long before he can step into the realm of the Holy Lord and become the top being in the holy waters.
"Of course you can, but it's a pity that it's useless to take it back."
"Um?"
Looking at Wei Yang in front of him, Jin Long looked confused. He couldn't understand what the other party's words meant. Did the other party really not know his racial bloodline? What kind of existence was it? It was a racial bloodline that defied the heavens.
Even Jin Tou, who is one of the four great outer domain saints, has to peek at his racial bloodline, which shows how powerful his racial bloodline is.
"Taking it back will allow you to continue to practice your racial bloodline, but if it is weak, it is weak, and it has been used by others for practice. If you want to regain control, or practice again, and refine the essence, the price will be absolutely high.
Not small. The most important thing is that your life is not enough for such a long time."&1t;i>&1t;/i>
‘Buzz’
Once again, his head exploded. He didn't expect that Wei Yang could even see through his longevity. What kind of existence was this? Jinlong was even more confused and in awe of Wei Yang.
"So I suggest you cultivate your human body. Only in this way can you shed your true body and find a new path."
"I, I'll think about it."
After losing the body of the monster, it is indeed difficult to choose between the Golden Dragon. He is not Lao Bai, and there is no hope at all. Moreover, Lao Bai is very grateful to Wei Yang, and his gratitude makes him believe in Wei Yang unconditionally, so he immediately
Choose yes without any other thoughts.
"Hey, think about it, do you know that Lao Bai, his longevity was approaching that day, so he followed his master's advice, so he shed his demon beast form and set foot in the realm of the demon saint. Otherwise, he would have become a corpse sooner or later. His longevity would be long.
Exhausted, it’s gone.”
Xiaotian smiled coldly, pointed at Lao Bai, and Jin Long's eyes suddenly lit up. He didn't expect that Lao Bai was also a monster. Originally, he thought that the other man was a member of the Genocide.
The cultivation of martial arts by extermination of clans and the cultivation of aliens can be distinguished by their appearance. Of course, if we look at it from the perspective of Sun Wukong, I am afraid that all the monsters will be more inclined to think that Sun Wukong is the extermination of clans, not aliens.