"In fact, not only our Zhao family, but each of the rest of the hundred families has its own special bloodline, and has the power beyond ordinary bloodlines, but the demon bloodline is ranked first among many bloodlines after all, but how much power it can stimulate has a lot to do with the strength of the bloodline and physique, and it is not pure bloodline power." Zhao Ji found that Zhao Chen really didn't understand, so he patiently explained to him with his surname.

Zhao Chen thought for a moment and said, "Then what is the strength of our Zhao family among the hundred families?" ”

At the mention of this, Zhao Ji's face was a little embarrassed, and he said, "I'm afraid I have to be in more than ten places." "Although the Demon Body Bloodline ranks first, there are very few people who really have a strong bloodline, and those who can inspire powerful power are even more pitiful, which causes the Demon Body Bloodline to be inferior to the rest of the powerful Saint Son bloodlines on the surface.

Perhaps because he was afraid that Zhao Chen would ask some strange questions again, Zhao Ji hurriedly said: "You can go to the magic pool with me now, I also want to see how much potential you have." ”

Without waiting for Zhao Chen to answer, he stood up and walked towards the outside of the hall, and Zhao Chen hurriedly followed.

Along the way, many people of the Zhao family knelt respectfully as soon as they saw the two, Zhao Ji didn't feel anything, Zhao Chen felt that this cumbersome etiquette was a little inappropriate, especially kneeling was equivalent to trampling on their own dignity, maybe it was from the earth, and the idea of imperial power and hierarchy had no effect on him, which made him frown frequently.

However, he didn't say it, after all, this is a habit that has existed in the Dream Continent for tens of thousands of years, even the Holy Son Zhao Ji didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this, let alone others, if he rashly raised objections, it was a trivial matter to be ignored, but don't be regarded as an alien heresy.

"Daddy!" An old voice came into Zhao Chen's ears, pulling his thoughts back to reality.

Zhao Chen looked up, only to see a wrinkled old man dressed in white, standing respectfully in front of Zhao Ji, bending slightly, the voice obviously came from his mouth, a white-haired old man called a middle-aged man as his father, this scene was fortunately not seen by outsiders, otherwise it is estimated that people will laugh so much that they can't sleep for a few days.

Obviously, this is Zhao Ji's son, Zhao Xu, who is frighteningly old, Zhao Ji has already told Zhao Chen on the way back, Zhao Chen hurriedly stepped forward and arched his hand: "Junior Zhao Chen has seen Zhao Xu's senior!" ”

The old man was puzzled: "Dad, who is this Zhao Gongzi?" ”

Zhao Ji said lightly: "He is the person with the highest power in my Zhao family except me, and he can exercise all kinds of rights for me, and when you see him in the future, you should treat him as an equal, do you hear clearly?" Facing this son, although his voice was faint, Zhao Chen still heard a trace of kindness and warmth from it, even if it was a holy son, he also had an indelible family affection.

Zhao Xu said: "The child remembers." Dad, this time I came back for Zhao Gongzi's baptism? ”

Nodding, Zhao Ji showed a smile: "You continue to guard here, I will take Xiaochen in for baptism, don't let anyone come over to disturb, you know?" ”

"Dad, don't worry, with me, even a mosquito won't want to break in." Zhao Xu assured with a smile.

Zhao Xu's momentum is extremely restrained, but the faintly revealed aura is incomprehensible, quite a kind of predecessor master, even Qin Chuan in the transformed state is not so profound, although Zhao Chen can't directly check his cultivation, but Zhao Chen can guess according to the different levels presented by this breath, according to Zhao Xu's faintly emanating aura fluctuations, I am afraid that he has reached the terrifying emperor-level nine-star peak!

"Let's go." Zhao Ji turned his head and nodded to Zhao Chen, and then stepped in.

This is a small forest, and the woods are full of shade-loving trees and flowers, and the color of the leaves and flowers is either all white or all black, which is extremely strange, and the atmosphere here gives people a faint sense of coldness.

Zhao Chen didn't have any objection to this, after all, Xuan Li, momentum, breath, Xuan Qi, etc. are all a kind of power or power fluctuations, and there is no difference between good and evil, what is good and evil is the existence of human beings or other creatures themselves.

Seeing that Zhao Chen was not disgusted, Zhao Ji nodded secretly in his heart, and his evaluation of Zhao Chen increased by one point again.

From Cheng Biting Jin's place of residence when the amazing performance, the comprehension against the sky, a hidden and undispersed righteousness, steady performance, everyone's demeanor, in the face of many holy sons without stage fright, but talk eloquently, not arrogant or impatient, almost all the advantages of young people have been accumulated in one, and now he is more and more satisfied with him, if it is not for the position of the Holy Son can not be inherited, he even wants to consider whether to pass on the position of the Holy Son to Zhao Chen, with such a young man, the Zhao family will definitely surpass many families and become the first existence in the mainland.

The two walked in a short distance again, Zhao Ji slowed down, came to the mouth of a mountain stream, and said, "This is it, you only need to soak in this spring for an hour." ”

Zhao Chen nodded and said, "Well, I'll go down now." ”

After speaking, Zhao Chen jumped into the spring water, and a pungent medicinal smell suddenly entered his nose, making him frown slightly, but this medicinal smell was secondary, as soon as he came into contact with the spring water, he felt a mysterious power pouring into his body from this spring water.

This force is different from the Xuanli, and it is also different from the power of the Lost City, it is a force that does not have any force amplitude, and its function seems to be to assist or guide something.

This force circulated in his body, although it did not bring the slightest pain, but it made every cell in his body have an indescribable feeling, and his consciousness gradually swept into his body, Zhao Chen found that many forces of unknown origin suddenly poured out of the acupoints of his whole body and swam in them, and slowly transformed the acupoints.

"This is..."Zhao Chen faintly guessed the source of this power, "The power contained in the demon bloodline?" ”

Every cell of the limbs is trembling with excitement, each cell seems to have been reborn, and in a very short time it has obtained a kind of metamorphosis, the cells are full of endless vitality, infinite power shuttles in it, and streams of grease and liquid that exude a fishy smell cover the surface of his body, but in this clear magic pool, the fishy smell is diluted in an instant, and then disappears without a trace.

In the process, that force also invaded Zhao Chen's brain, leaving a gray mark in his consciousness space.

Zhao Ji on the edge of the magic pool had a ghost-like look on his face, his eyes widened, obviously an incredible scene had happened in front of him, he never thought that Zhao Chen would actually stimulate the power of every cell in his body, which was something he had almost never thought of.

Although he knew that Zhao Chen's talent was very high and his comprehension was very strong, he would inevitably be able to stimulate a large part of the bloodline power, but a large part and all of them were two different concepts.

At this time, Zhao Chen's smile on his face became more and more prosperous, and he was wrapped in a warm breath, as if he was embraced by his mother, he greedily inhaled this breath, feeling the sharp surge of power in his body, he didn't think about anything in his mind, as if he was asleep, and his smile was like a sleeping baby's unintentional smile, innocent, back to the origin.

It's just that the aura exuded from his body was the opposite, which made Zhao Ji frown on the side.

Evil!

This is the feeling that Zhao Chen gives Zhao Ji now!

It's not entirely right to say that it is evil, his current temperament is very contradictory and complex, on the one hand, it contains righteousness, giving people a feeling of being just and righteous, and on the other hand, there is a faint dark aura all over the body, giving people a feeling of evil spirit.

In addition to these two breaths, there are also elegant, noble and other mottled breaths, but they are suppressed by these two breaths, and it is not obvious, except for people with extremely high cultivation or excellent eyesight, it is difficult to find his suppressed or covered temperament.

"Ding! Congratulations to player Zhao Chen for completing the story quest - Demon Bloodline, gaining 10,000 reputation points and obtaining the answer to the mystery of the ancient powers. ”

"Ding! Congratulations to the player Zhao Chen for activating all the power of the Demon Bloodline, increasing his strength by 1000 points, but due to the lack of the player's comprehensive surname, he can only control 200 points of bloodline power. It is necessary to further control the remaining power through strength cultivation. ”

"Ding! The player Zhao Chen was affected by the power of the demon bloodline and obtained the title of 'Evil King', and since then he can gain experience by killing people. ”

(To be continued)