Chapter 39: The Power of the Bloodline

"Chen'er, come with me. Everyone left, and the tiger roared with a little meaning.

Zhao Chen didn't want to pay attention to him, but when he saw Zhang Ling's expectant eyes, he sighed helplessly and followed closely behind Tiger Roar.

Zhang Ling is the person Zhao Chen cares about the most in this world, he doesn't want her to be sad, her words Zhao Chen will more or less think about it.

Subsequently, the father and son came to the mourning hall of the prince's mansion.

The mourning hall was dark and gloomy, and there was a palpitating feeling of oppression, and the spiritual positions of the Zhao family's various sects and sects were all placed in the mourning hall.

The mourning hall was not allowed to enter without the permission of the tiger roaring, this was the first time Zhao Chen came to the mourning hall, and a sense of familiarity from the depths of his blood made his body tremble.

"Could it be that this body still has the power of bloodline?" Zhao Chen trembled uncontrollably in his heart and muttered.

Since his soul was attached to this body, he had been greatly improved, and his soul and body had been perfectly integrated.

"Chen'er, the ancestors of our Zhao family are all here, you are now the hope of the entire Zhao family, and the ancestors will definitely bless you. Just when Zhao Chen was stunned, there was a tiger roaring and sighing in his ears.

Zhao Chen's mind was not on this at all, he wanted to find out now whether he had the power of bloodline in his body.

People with the power of bloodlines are the darlings of the heavens, and there are a total of one hundred and eight bloodlines in the world, all of which have been inherited from the ancestors of ancient times.

In his last life, Zhao Chen had the sixth-ranked Heavenly Star bloodline, and its richness reached the point of atavism, and he had a super affinity for the heavens, earth and stars.

As for his enemy, Luo Xi, he used the fifth-ranked Tiansha bloodline, but it was not as powerful as Zhao Chen's bloodline, but the power of the Tiansha power was very terrifying, and no one dared to despise it.

Originally, Zhao Chen thought that in this land of projectiles, there would be no people with the power of blood, but today's trip to the mourning hall gave him a glimmer of hope.

What made him strange was that from his memory, he didn't know that the owner of the divine vein had appeared on the ancestor of the Zhao family, "Could it be my mother's side?"

In addition to inheritance, the power of the bloodline can also be deprived, and it is obvious that Zhao Chen's current situation does not exist to deprive him of the power of the bloodline.

The tiger roared and said in Zhao Chen's ear: "Chen'er, there have been many great people in our Zhao family ancestors, and I have never had a chance to tell you before......"

Zhao Chen listened quietly, he finally knew where this tremor of blood came from, not from Zhang Ling's side, but from this spirit hall, which couldn't help but make Zhao Chen a little shocked.

At this time, Zhao Chen's eyes stared, watching the blood flow in the body of the tiger roaring, under his eyes, an illusory white tiger loomed in the blood of the tiger, roaring from time to time, "Sure enough, he has the power of the heavenly tiger." Zhao Chen's idea was confirmed.

The power of the Heavenly Tiger on Tiger Roaring Hou's body ranks fifty-eighth on the Heaven and Earth Bloodline List, which can be regarded as a good bloodline power, but the power of the bloodline on his body is too thin, and even so, it is much stronger than most people.

"Chen'er, what are you looking at?" Tiger Xiaohou was slightly puzzled, Zhao Chen had been absent-minded since he entered the mourning hall.

"Do you know why I brought you to the mourning hall now?" Tiger Xiaohou smiled mysteriously and said slowly.

Zhao Chen didn't react, his mind was all on the power of the bloodline at this time, he was thinking about how to turn on the power of the bloodline, as long as the power of the bloodline was turned on, his strength would be improved.

"According to the rules of the ancestors, as long as there is an heir who opens the divine vein, he must be brought to the mourning hall, although I don't know what it means, but this has been the rule for so many years. Tiger Xiaohou explained without waiting for Zhao Chen to answer.

"Over the past hundreds of years, you have been the most talented person in the Zhao family, but your fate has too many twists and turns, I know you hate me, but there is no way to do it, in this world of the jungle, you can only rely on yourself to be the king!" Hu Xiaohou said with a serious expression.

"You now have an innate divine vein, and you are still an alchemist, it is the hope of all of us, and I will not let you have any accidents. Tiger Roar Hou took out a piece of white armor from the storage ring and handed it to Zhao Chen.

"You have now opened the thirteen yellow veins, and your cultivation has reached the middle stage of the yellow order, and with this Heaven Covering Armor, it will not be so easy for others to see through your cultivation, and it also has the function of concealment. Tiger roared and laughed.

Zhao Chen was not polite, and directly put the Heaven Covering Armor on his body, with his vision, he naturally understood the preciousness of the Heaven Covering Armor, which made him a little less resentful of Tiger Roaring.

Before there is no absolute strength, hiding strength is not a disadvantage, and Zhao Chen, who has been a man in two lives, knows this truth better than anyone else.

His current strength is still too weak, coupled with his terrifying talent, I don't know how many people want his life, he must protect himself.

"I'll go first, you have a good experience here, I got a lot of good things in the mourning hall at the beginning. Tiger roared and laughed.

It was in this spiritual hall that he had obtained the thin power of the Heavenly Tiger in the first place.

"Ancestor of the Zhao family, Zhao Chen is polite. "The deceased is the greatest, and Zhao Chen respects the ancestors of the Zhao family very much.

"How can I activate the power of the bloodline?" Zhao Chen kept thinking about this question, if it was in the past, of course it would not be difficult for him, but his current strength, there is no way to activate it independently, it can only be activated passively.

Zhao Chen frowned, "Do you really have to wait until you reach the Heavenly Rank?" Of course, the sooner the power of the bloodline is activated, the better, and by that time, the daylily will be cold.

Zhao Chen continued to wander around the mourning hall, and a sense of familiarity from the bloodline filled his body, which made him ecstatic, "Maybe this is the opportunity!"

Then he sat cross-legged on his knees, closed his eyes, and carefully felt the air flow around him, while running the "Zhaotian Devouring Forbidden Scripture" at the same time.

With the operation of the heart formula, the devouring divine veins in his body emitted a terrifying aura, pulling all the aura in the spirit platform in.

The familiar feeling in his blood became more and more profound, and Zhao Chen didn't dare to take it lightly, and continued to absorb the spirit platform breath into his body.

"It's not enough!" Zhao Chen frowned and said thoughtfully.

Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, he got up and walked to the token, forced out a stream of essence blood, and sprayed it on the altar.

Buzz!

The entire mourning hall became active in an instant, the breath of dead silence was swept away, the golden light continued to flicker, and the token began to tremble constantly, Zhao Chen's essence blood completely changed the appearance of the mourning hall.

"It's ...... now" Zhao Chen's face turned slightly pale, but time waited for no one, he hurriedly put the "Zhaotian Devouring Forbidden Scripture" into operation, absorbing the power of the endless bloodline into his body.

Roar!

Half an hour later, there was a faint whistling sound in Zhao Chen's body, and the domineering spirit of the King of Ten Thousand Beasts appeared on him.

Looking closely, Zhao Chen's blood was faintly flowing with a white tiger, and the virtual image of the white tiger in his blood was much clearer than that of the tiger, which showed that the power of his bloodline was much richer than that of the tiger.

"Success!" Zhao Chen smiled with satisfaction, this was really a surprise to him.