"Ahem." Yuan Yingling coughed lightly twice, wanting to open this embarrassing situation. He didn't know what was going on, but this bloodline did appear in him. "What the hell is that?"

Leng Huan looked at Yuan Yingling with a strange look, "Have you heard of the Ancient Three Clans?" ”

Yuan Yingling didn't answer, just looked at Leng Phantom with expectant eyes.

Leng Xuan rolled his eyelids, "The three ancient races refer to the three major races that first appeared in the ancient period. They are the Protoss, the Feather Clan, and the Dragon Clan. Our clan is differentiated from the god clan, like the dragon god ancestor Huanglong Yinglong's Huanglong clan belongs to the dragon clan, and like the phoenix and the golden crow, they are differentiated from the Yu clan. ”

"Just now the two seniors said that the little bloodline I carry is the source of their bloodline, could it be that this bloodline belongs to the Lord of the Yu Clan?" His gaze swept over several god-kings, but no one answered. Instead, Leng Xuan continued, "Yes, the little bloodline on your body, although it is extremely meager, has reached the level of the emperor's vein. ”

"What does the Emperor mean?" Yuan Yingling asked the question that puzzled him again.

"I'll give you an example. Let's take the dragon god first, he is probably the bloodline of the so-called imperial product, that is, the same bloodline level as the current bloodline of his father and the three of them. And your current bloodline and these three patriarchs are a little lower than your father's, and they are called the bloodlines of Wang Pin. And the bloodline of this imperial product is a bloodline that is higher than the bloodline of the imperial product. This is like the Yang Emperor Sun Candle and the Yin Emperor Taiyin Shadow that can be regarded as the top in all the universes today. There are also the current patriarchs of the Ghost Envoy Clan and the Qinglong Clan, which can be regarded as the emperor's vein. Back then, there were 12 emperor powerhouses who became the twelve demon emperors, and the title of emperor pulse also came from this......"

Leng Xuan talked endlessly, which made Yuan Yingling can't help but be a little stupid when he listens.

"Alright, alright." Leng Xian clapped his hands, interrupting Leng Yu's narration. "Let's get back to business and talk about your bloodline."

"Uh-huh. Leng senior, let's talk about it. Yuan Yingling nodded quickly.

Leng Xian couldn't help laughing, "Then I'll continue to talk about Phantom, but skip the others, I'll only talk about the Yu Clan." The Lord of this Feather Clan, according to the words of the past, is the most powerful existence in all universes. In terms of attack power, he is inferior to the Protoss; In terms of defense, he is inferior to the dragons. Despite this, his attack power is stronger than that of the Dragon Clan, and his defense power is also thicker than that of the God Clan, so he has accumulated two advantages in one body. Legend has it that he is immortal and immortal, has the same life span as heaven and earth, and is as brilliant as the universe, and is known as the immortal bird of eternity. ”

Xingyin took over, "His attribute is the primordial yang fire, which represents time and immortality, and is known as the Eternal Sun King. ”

Fu Hua didn't speak, but just put his palm on Yuan Yingling's left shoulder. Yuan Yingling could feel an extremely strong blood force pouring into his body, and the power of time made him extremely comfortable. The next moment, he felt that his right shoulder was also infused with a magnificent blood power, this time with a power of divine and fiery fusion.

Tsk, although the bloodline of these two is the same as him, the gap is not a little bit obvious. Yuan Yingling thought about it, and suddenly felt an extremely strong force burst out from his body. The power seemed to overflow from his torso, towards the two blood pulses that poured into his body, and in the process of rushing forward, there was gradually an outer wheel of energy, which he could accurately perceive.

It was a wisp of dark golden vein, and the black surface shone with a layer of gold and a faint layer of fire. The two bloodlines that were originally foreign collided in his body, emitting a violent pain, and the two bloodlines were entangled with each other and refused to give in to each other. At this time, because of the appearance of this wisp of blood, he calmed down and let it be devoured. The wisp of blood quickly changed from a dull dark gold to a gloomy red gold, and there was a white power of time shining on it.

As he continued to absorb the blood veins that were injected into his body, the blood gradually changed from a wisp to a trickle. Slowly, the two patriarchs stopped injecting blood, and the bloodline stabilized, no longer changing, and flowed back to the torso smoothly.