"Miko, Miko!" cheers filled the underwater hall.

The appearance of a god-level bloodline is not trivial.

Because this represents the owner of the bloodline, it contains the possibility of becoming a god.

Once a new god ascends the throne, the entire pattern of the world will be affected. Far from it, just looking at the Pirate Throne is enough. The Shengming Empire, which is recognized as the number one power in the world, also has to pay attention to the Pirate Throne, worried about the huge interference of the Pirate God on itself.

Of course, there is also knowledge in the god-level bloodline, and the specific value mainly depends on the concentration of the bloodline.

There is a difference between the Son of God and the Son of God.

The concentration of god-level bloodlines is not high, and the achievements of the god son will be very limited.

If the concentration is sufficient, there are no resources and it cannot grow.

There are many gods in the human race, and they are very competitive with each other.

The potential of the fish-man race is not as good as that of the human race, and among the human race, the gods compete with each other and compete for resources, but in the fish-man race, even the law system is very rare, let alone the god-level bloodline

Therefore, once a god-level bloodline fishman appears, it will trigger extreme attention. This is also the reason why the High Priest of Meizu, as a holy domain, will not hesitate to sacrifice himself to become a fish-man boy.

"At present, the blood concentration of the stored shark blue in the blood core is 38%, which is 3% more than the legendary bloodline of the King of the Flame Dragon. The boy secretly inquired to himself.

Holy water is very powerful.

Now the situation is not what he expected.

Although he relied on the boy's best efforts and did not expose the blood core, he knew very well that he was still not out of danger, and there must be a lot of inspections next.

Honestly, he regretted it.

If he knew this outcome, he wouldn't have ventured to try it.

Although the god-level bloodline is good, the young man has a blood core, and the prospect is very huge, so there is no need to take such risks.

What kind of scale-cutting tribes, Yabai, these identities can't stand up to inspection. It is also a perfunctory red pot of fish-man boys, and it is easy to be recognized.

Of course, he can also lie about this by claiming that he is faking and does not want to reveal his true identity to others.

But there has to be a background.

The teenager didn't.

If they really investigated, the fish people would find out that he, the owner of the god-level bloodline, came out of nowhere for no reason.

He doesn't have a hometown, even if he is wandering, there must be a wandering route, see and hear along the way.

Whoever walks through it will have traces.

But he didn't.

Because he didn't walk through.

He can't stand up to scrutiny.

Now that Miko has been discovered, the fishmen will surely do their best to cultivate him. Before that, the inspection is inevitable and must be very strict.

If the inspection is unqualified, and the teenager is still unclear, what should I do?

When the boy waits for him, it is either a prison or a butcher's knife!

"There are only six pearl bubbles on my body, so can you cover me and resist the detection of magic and spells?"

The young man couldn't help but worry in his heart.

It's not that he doesn't want to bring more, that's already the limit.

The only remaining pearl foam was only ten, six of which were on the boy's body, and the one under him was assigned to the Abyssal Monster Fish.

The examination of the identity and origin of the juvenile must be long and frequent, and it will not stop without results.

Six pearl foam certainly can't withstand it.

The key is the magic and spell that can withstand several waves of reconnaissance, which is also related to how long the boy can hide in the main temple of the blue blue.

In the midst of many eager, fanatical, reverent, and curious eyes, the boy slowly walked out of the holy pool.

With a smile, the high priest of Meizu Blue immediately put his arm on the young man's shoulder, not saying much, it was directly a probing magic.

The pearl foam comes into play.

"What a powerful restorative power, it's hard to tell that you've just been washed by holy water. ”

The High Priest's eyes lit up: "O newborn son of God, may I ask for your life." ”

The fish-man boy had a headache, and he had no way to find a relatively reliable identity in a short period of time, so he could only answer: "My name is Yabai, from the Scale-Cutting Tribe." ”

"Scale-cutting tribe, where?" asked the High Priest again.

The fish-man boy could only bite the bullet and continue to lie.

After a few words, he secretly felt unbearable.

The High Priest of Meizu Blue was very dissatisfied, and he was eager to pick up the information about the young man. But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

With a pop, half of a sharp claw appeared out of thin air.

Subsequently, the claws tore up and down, pulling left and right, directly tearing out a spatial channel.

The temporary spatial passage was unstable, and the pitch-black corridor was filled with violent turbulence.

But there was a figure, like a rock, with firm steps, and walked out of the passage.

"Oh, there are so many fishmen. It seems to be an important place in the temple. "The speaker entered the hall of holy water completely, he was a barbarian, tall and fierce.

He wore a crow mask that covered the upper part of his face, revealing a very sharp gaze, a gray beard, frosted temples, and long black hair tied up to form a high ponytail.

His aura is very strong, and he is a legend!

His right hand is empty, but his left hand carries a claw sleeve, it is this claw sleeve that tears the space, and the claw sleeve is also legendary!

"Sky Ripper, Legend of the Barbarians, Claw Crow!" the High Priest of Meizu Blue said in a grim voice, his face pale.

"Yes, it's me. Crow nodded, "It's your honor to die at my hands." ”

As soon as the words fell, he made a move!

Fighting Skill - Frost Palm!

He slapped his right palm, moving slowly and slowly.

But with this action, a violent cold wind suddenly blew in the entire hall.

The cold wind swept through the sea, freezing it in an instant.

Before the fish people in the hall could react, they were frozen in a huge block of ice, and their faces were full of horror and fear.

The High Priestess of Meizu tried her best to resist, and the sanctuary she held up protected the fish-man boy.

Soon, however, frost began to freeze in her sanctuary, and the high priest's eyebrows began to stain with white wind and frost.

Cold, cold, cold!

The cold feeling enveloped the fish-man boy's body.

He was in the state of a shark herring man, and he was very accustomed to the icy waters, but in this cold, he found that he was simply unable to resist.

Because this chill is no longer limited to matter and elements, it is beginning to rise into concepts.

Once the concept of Frost is fully extracted, it is a sign that the Crow has advanced to the god level.

"It's worthy of being a famous legendary powerhouse in the world, I can't support it!" "The high priest of Meizu Blue looked at the fish-man boy and smiled bitterly, "It's a pity, obviously I have waited for the appearance of the Son of God, and the revitalization of the sect can be expected......"

Because he had just done his best to help the fish-man boy, the High Priest of Meizu Blue was in a slump. Now that she is facing a legendary enemy, she tries her best, but she can only last a few breaths.

"Unexpectedly, there is a legend hidden on the barbarian ship. This is a desperate situation!" the fish-man boy also felt despair in his heart.

He couldn't find any way out.

Even though he transformed into a shark herring man, he could also take this opportunity to officially use the Silver Dou Qi.

But compared to the claw crow in front of him, he was too weak and too weak.