Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Ancient Bloodline Fighting Genius

Dong Gongzi didn't want to show mercy to his subordinates, he was almost killed by Shi Luo outside the mountain gate of Shenyang Academy before, if it wasn't for his father's rescue, he was afraid that he would have died, but he couldn't fight Shi Luo, so he could only vent his anger on this Sang Tian, who was born as a civilian with Shi Luo.

A little bit of cold mixed with the breath of ice and snow stabbed towards Sang Tian like a meteor falling into the world, and at this time, Sang Tian, who threw away the giant sword, was completely exposed to Dong Gongzi's snow gun, and he was about to be stabbed!

"Seal!" At the last moment, Sang Tian swung his hands, like a swimming dragon, and the yellow spring water that was originally wrapped in his hands swarmed in, binding the originally sharp snow gun in mid-air and unable to move.

Everyone was taken aback by this situation, the snow gun was a sharp weapon specially created by Dong Xiang for his son-in-law, and its grade was at least a high-grade weapon in the spiritual product, but it was trapped by someone with his bare hands, which is not something that ordinary people can do.

"Good means, people who can enter the Young Immortal Pavilion of Shenyang Academy are not children's play, but you should stop here!" Dong Gongzi couldn't help but sigh, it was not easy for a seventh-stage peak spirit to be able to trap his own snow spear with his bare hands, looking at his aura, it seemed to have something similar to his father's Luoshui, and it must also be a god in the water, but the suppression of the level also made Dong Gongzi very confident in his own strength, confronting Sang Tian with a gun in one hand, and pointing at the immortal painting spell with the other hand to brew spiritual skills.

And Sang Tian, who trapped the snow spear with both hands, was not comfortable, no matter how strong his yellow spring water was, he was only the peak of the seventh stage of the spirit, plus Dong Gongzi's weapon was a high-grade spirit The snow spear was naturally extremely difficult, and although his hands were wrapped in yellow spring water, there was also a trace of blood oozing out.

"I can't sit still, if I wait for Dong Gongzi's spiritual power to condense, I will definitely lose as soon as the spiritual skill comes out. Sang Tian thought in his mind, but he was also a little powerless, brewing the yellow spring water consumed a lot of his aura, and now the aura in his body was almost exhausted, on the other hand, Dong Gongzi, relying on the strength of the snow lance, barely consumed much aura, and the white clothes were fluttering and looking leisurely.

The rich sons on the side saw that Dong Gongzi occupied the top points, and they all waved their flags and shouted: "Dong Gongzi, come on! Kill this rural villager!" Human nature is like this, although they are still just children, they have already learned to slap horses under the influence of their parents.

Shi Luo frowned, he was very unaccustomed to the behavior of these people, but he was helpless. The only one in the audience who couldn't be happy, except for Shiluo, was Chen Yigongzi, the son of Shangshu, who was already trembling with fright. According to his previous personality, seeing this situation, I am afraid that he would have been the first to jump out to cheer for Dong Gongzi, but now there is still a big trouble waiting for him.

"There is no way, I have to use this trick!" Sang Tian's hands were shattered with more and more blood, and the aura in his body was almost completely unable to support him, and he was no longer entangled with Dong Gongzi.

"Hehe, admit defeat, my spiritual skill Snow Dance Frost has been cured, and the low-level high-grade spiritual skill, although I am not proficient, it is not good to hurt my classmates. Dong Gongzi seemed to be reminding Sang Tian with kindness, but the spiritual skill in his hand did not mean to stop at all, but became more and more solid.

"Really, although I don't have spiritual skills, but the bloodline, do you have it?" Sang Tian smiled, there was viciousness hidden in his smile, these people were ridiculing themselves from the beginning, and the anger in their hearts had already swelled countless times! "Fujun bloodline! Awaken!" Peng's loud bang, goodbye Sang Tian's cloth clothes are all torn, only the lower body is still wearing a pair of coarse cloth trousers, but the muscles on the body are unusually prominent, in the bulging muscle gaps, the earthy yellow lines are inlaid in which exude the atmosphere of ancient desolation, the two eyes are deep and melancholy, it seems to contain the endless starry sky, and on the back of Sang Tian, a huge phantom long beard that can reach the knee slowly appeared, the eyebrows of the knife and axe exude endless majesty, and the hands hold a six-color roulette wheel standing behind Sang Tian.

Everyone was taken aback by this situation, the awakening of the bloodline has almost no connection with them, only some ancient giants, the descendants of the Spirit Emperor who appeared in ancient times can awaken a trace of the power of the bloodline, and the bloodline contains the power of the Spirit Emperor, although Sang Tian can not play too much, but now the strength is terrifying, and it is difficult to bargain for fear of the time to fight against it.

There is also a trace of the power of the bloodline of the Emperor of Time in its body, not only the Emperor of Time, but also the bloodline of the Space Spirit Emperor was also forcibly entered into the body of the Emperor of Time, but there is no corresponding method. Shiluo has no way to bring them into play.

"No wonder you have ancient blood. "Dong Gongzi also has some difficulties in his heart, he has also understood the ancient bloodline, even if he only has a trace, it is not something he can provoke.

But the arrogant and domineering character that has been cultivated over the years has made Dong Gongzi look down on these mountain and wild people at all, even if he has ancient blood, he is also a down-and-out nobleman, and Shiluo is also one of the objects he despises.

"Snow Dance Frost!" Dong Gongzi came out with one hand, and took advantage of the situation to pull out the snow gun out of Sangtian's control, and in an instant, the temperature of the entire hall seemed to drop by a range, originally the outside of the hall was full of spring, but the temperature in the hall was as cold as an ice cellar.

Streams of pure and domineering ice qi slowly poured into the Drifting Snow Spear, and the extremely rapidly decreasing temperature caused a layer of frost to slowly condense in the hair of everyone present.

"Sangtian, take it, my spiritual skill can be used on my snow spear, if you can catch me, you will admit defeat!" In fact, Dong Gongzi didn't have much detail in his heart, although his spiritual skills were of the highest level, and he could even stab a strong man who had just entered the spirit master with one shot, but in the face of a descendant of the Spirit Emperor who had awakened the primeval bloodline, there was not much confidence left, after all, in this era when no one was sanctified, the strong man with the primeval bloodline almost belonged to the highest-end combat power!

"Okay, Dong Gongzi, just let the horse come over!" After saying that, Sang Tian waved his arm, and the water of the yellow spring surged all over his body to cover his hands, and the six reincarnations in the hands of the phantom behind him were one by one, and the coercion forced Dong Gongzi directly.

"Look at the gun!" The two made up their minds and set off almost at the same time, Dong Gongzi's snow spear pierced Sang Tian's heart with extreme ice and snow like a dragon!

Shiluo was also frightened into a cold sweat, and couldn't help but be surprised, if he encountered such a fast gun, unless he used the time control collapse, he would not have time to dodge.

Looking at the field again, Sang Tian also realized that Dong Gongzi's shooting was extremely fast, the phantom behind him shook slightly, and the six reincarnation disks in his hand played a light and shadow, and the yellow spring water in Sang Tian's hands collided with Dong Gongzi's snow gun, and the two forces were stalemate for a while, and the aura of the two people with the same root and source was actually water attribute, but they were just mutations in the water attribute.

"The ancient bloodline is strong, and the aura is so different, but it actually relied on the bloodline to come back again. Xia Xuanxuan couldn't help but sigh as she looked at the fight scene in the hall.

"Indeed, when the ancestors reached a high enough level, the descendants and grandchildren would also be of infinite use, isn't this the case with the current Jin royal family? With the power of the ancient bloodline, coupled with the connections of Emperor Yao back then, the entire Jin Kingdom is still standing tall. Shiluo said.

And in the field, Dong Gongzi and Sang Tian stalemate for more than ten seconds, the whole hall was silent, the first competition changed to encounter such a fierce competition also left a deep impression on everyone, a poor and remote Heishui County actually came out with an ancient bloodline, can compete with the nine-section genius Dong Shifeng without falling behind.

The blue and yellow aura is constantly colliding, and the scattered snowflakes and the earthy yellow spring water are blending and fighting, and it seems that the strength of the two sides is comparable! Now the competition is to see whether Dong Gongzi's aura is consumed first or Sangtian's primeval bloodline expires first.

The primeval bloodline is not an endless activation, it seems that there is a certain limit, and it will be eliminated by itself after a certain amount of time, and now both sides are betting on who will lose first!

Huang Lao, who was in Shiluo's body, silently paid attention to everything outside, and the huge phantom seemed to reveal his past......