Could it be that these spirit seeds are disciples of the Heavenly Venerable?

"Xiaoqing, tell me everything you know!" Fang Lang asked.

Qinglong replied with a low groan.

Midnight listened and translated: "Master, Master Long, I, Xiaoqing said, he didn't know what was in it, he said that you didn't put this box in?"

"He doesn't even know what you don't know about your master, he just does what you do. ”

Hearing this, Fang Lang really wanted to slap this green dragon twice.

Nothing is known.

What do you want?

Fang Lang sighed, waved his hand, and the wooden box entered his hand, and then he was about to open the wooden box.

[Ding, the wooden box was detected and could not be forcibly opened, and the former host set up a small blood array, which requires the blood of the Jiaolong clan to open]

"This. ”

Fang Lang couldn't help frowning and looked at Midnight.

Dragon's blood?

Why did Tianzun use Jiaolong's blood to set up a formation?

Could it be that what is the relationship with this Jiaolong clan?

Fang Lang glanced back at Midnight and asked, "Midnight, do you know what the relationship between our Tianshan Sect Ancestor Tianzun and your Jiaolong clan is?"

"This and that. Midnight's head kept trying to remember, and finally gave up, "Back to the master, the disciple doesn't know." Maybe I'll have to go back and ask my father. ”

Fang Lang said: "Then when you get out of here, I will allow you to go back to the East China Sea for the teacher, ask your clansmen for clarification, and then come back to report." ”

"Yes, Master. ”

Fang Lang: "Reach over." ”

"Hand .. "Master, what are you going to do?"

"Open the wooden box. ”

Fang Lang grabbed Midnight's hand, and slashed down with a finger of sword qi, and a drop of blood fell from Midnight, dripping on the wooden box.

After a while.

"No response?"

Fang Lang couldn't help but think.

The system has already prompted, and it shouldn't be impossible to open.

This dragon's blood can definitely open the wooden box.

Is it said that there is not enough blood?

While thinking about it, Fang Lang's five-fingered sword qi slashed down.

Put dragon's blood.

Increase.

"Division. What are you going to do? "Midnight was a little panicked.

One opening is okay, this one is down five, and the opening is bigger.

Blood kept falling like a column of water, and Midnight's face was pale and panicked.

"Hold steady, I'll help you heal later. Fang Lang looked at the wooden box intently and ignored it.

After a while.

Not enough?

Hey.

It's not scientific.

Could it be that the system prompts an error?

It shouldn't be possible.

Between thoughts, a fresh breeze blew.

Fang Lang suddenly realized.

Oh.... Not enough!

Fang Lang waved his hand, and the spiritual power brushed away all the long sleeves of the midnight.

"Ah, this, Master, Master. Midnight's face was horrified and he wanted to cry, "Don't don't, Master." It hurts, it hurts. To die, to die. ”

Countless sword qi slashed down, and midnight suddenly had a wound on his arm.

Blood.

Boom, down the arm.

Midnight's face was pale, and his heart prayed that the wooden box would be opened, opened, opened, opened.

Ben Long didn't have much blood to release.

Please, kneel and beg.

After a while.

Fang Lang was stunned again.

I didn't open it....

Do you play me?

Again!

The deity doesn't believe it today, and today I can't cure the blood array on your little wooden box!

Midnight, undress!

"Division... Master, in broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun, don't!"

"Master, maybe my dragon blood can't be opened. ”

"Master, it must be like this!"

Fang Lang: "Give me less nonsense, come here." ”

In the secret realm, countless sword qi flew everywhere.

Screams erupted in the middle of the night.

About a quarter of an hour later, the wooden box moved.

The 10,000-year-old pine treasure box flew into the air on its own.

A blood array opened around the wooden box, and countless dense formations loomed.

Under the wooden box, Fang Lang stared at it.

Midnight on the side was bare-chested, covered in scratches and wounds, and his eyes were full of tears.

I just experienced such an experience as a teacher, and I feel like being ravaged, Benlong is so miserable....

Whew.

Master, you are a dead hand.

...

In mid-air, the wooden box opened.

I saw a drop of blood-red liquid fly out of the box.

"Daoyin!!"

Looking at the blood-red liquid, the midnight was stunned.

All along, the mysterious voice that floated in his mind came from the drop of liquid in the sky?!

At this moment, Midnight's eyes widened, and his face was extremely shocked!

The Dao sound that he dreamed of was actually in that liquid!

Fang Lang said now.

[Ancient Pure Jiaolong Blood, conceived by five hundred years of Xuanhuang Qi, has turned from ordinary dragon blood to pure dragon blood, which can rejuvenate the supreme blood of the Jiaolong clan]

The dragon's essence blood suddenly turned into a ray of light, and instantly shot into the center of Midnight's eyebrows.

The next moment.

Midnight, who was still in shock, glowed with golden light.

A drop of pure dragon blood suddenly began to transform his physique.

In the middle of the night, the scars of the hundred paths began to heal rapidly.

His skin gradually becomes smoother.

His originally pale face had regained its rosiness.

Its inner constitution....

At this moment, Midnight's face was shocked.

He felt a surging power within him awaken.

His internal organs were nourished like never before.

His eight meridians and eight veins, every breath is tempered thousands of times.

His bones, crackling, were constantly transforming.

"Great chance!"

Fang Langdao saw it clearly now.

At this moment, the body of Midnight is undergoing earth-shattering changes.

He is about to obtain the inheritance of the pure bloodline of the ancient dragon!

"Midnight, settle down!" Fang Lang reminded in time.

"Yes, Master!"

In the middle of the night, Fang Lang was awakened from the shock, and hurriedly flew to the shore and crossed his knees.

This is a great opportunity that will not happen in 10,000 years!

He actually obtained the inheritance of the ancient dragon bloodline!

A surging and incomparable force was gradually released.

Digest it quickly, and you can't let go of a trace!

Settle down in the middle of the night.

Fang Lang waved his hand, and a protective barrier was raised to protect the midnight.

Fang Lang really didn't expect it.

This wooden box is still pregnant with dragon blood.

The ancient dragon is extremely strong.

Once awakened, the Jiaolong clan will immediately rise with it!

In the future, in the entire East China Sea, the Jiaolong clan will become the absolute hegemon.

This apprentice.

It's a good time to receive.

Once Midnight rises, it means that the entire East China Sea will also be included in his sphere of influence.

But this drop has been pregnant with five hundred years of blood.

Could it be that Tianzun deliberately put it in it back then?

From this point of view, Tianzun must have a causal connection with this Jiaolong clan.

The dragon clan has a long lifespan, although due to the thin blood, the lifespan is greatly reduced.

But it is also twice as strong as the Terran people.

That is, it can live for 2,000 years.

That Tianzun has a relationship with the Jiaolong clan, and it was more than 500 years ago.

This midnight father is in the prime of life, and he is the head of a family.

From his mouth, he should know what happened back then.

Why did this Tianzun go to the East China Sea?

And give them such a great opportunity for the Jiaolong clan?

It's very intriguing.

When the midnight retreat is over, let him go back and bring his father to me.

Between Fang Lang's thoughts.

The one hundred and fifty spirit seeds in the wooden box flew out of the wooden box on their own and soared into the air.

[Ding, the spirit seed has been detected, and it is still ninety-eight years away from being able to turn into a Dao seed]

After the system prompted, I saw that in the Fang Lang system, the Mitian Bottle was summoned by itself as if it were spiritual.

In a vase.

Song Zheng, Yunfeng, Shan Yang, Shengjiang, Bo Yu, Jing Yuan, Yueshuo, and the top ten won by Broken Dragon City.

Seventeen people in total.

All of them flew out of the vaal on their own.

Seventeen people, their eyes glazed over, and a mysterious pale citrine embedded in their foreheads.

The next moment.

I saw that out of the one hundred and fifty spirit seeds, seventeen flew towards them, instantly burrowing into their eyebrows.

The remaining one hundred and thirty-three spirit seeds flew towards Fang Lang.

Just like the spirit seed of Tianzun at the beginning, he disappeared into his divine court.

Right now, all of this is happening in a blink of an eye.

Fang Lang was shocked, and looked inwardly at the Divine Court.

Sure enough, these one hundred and thirty-three spirit seeds and the Heavenly Venerable one were all floating in his divine court.

All this in front of him further confirmed Fang Lang's guess.

These spirit seeds, sure enough, are all disciples of Tianzun!

They're all dead?!

Back then, Tianzun took a group of disciples down the Tianshan Mountain.

After ten days and ten nights, Tianzun returned to Tianshan alone.

All of his closed disciples were missing.

Now it seems that all of Tianzun's disciples are indeed dead.

And it was also turned into a spirit seed and nurtured in this secret realm of the Immortal Emperor.

The Heavenly Venerable Spirit Seed is still ninety-nine years away.

His disciples are still ninety-eight years away from turning into Dao seeds and can be reborn.

That's only a year away.

In this way, it all makes sense.

After Tianzun went out that year, all his disciples must have died.

And in the last year after his return, he also disappeared, and since then the Tianshan Mountains have declined.

He didn't disappear, and he used the Ancient Reincarnation Array to turn his spiritual consciousness into a spiritual seed.

Since then, he has escaped the punishment of the Heavenly Dao System for failing to complete the task, and then waited for the opportunity to be reborn.

This Tianzun can keep a hand, and he still has a little brain.

I just hope that the deity will not fall to that day.

Turning into a spirit seed is just a strategy.

One more point.

In the era in which Tianzun lived, this Xuanhuang Qi had not yet been born.

Even if he discovered that this secret realm contained such a huge amount of Xuanhuang Qi, it would be very late.

Like him, when he first came to this world, he encountered a great change in the abyss.

If this Tianzun had come into contact with this Xuanhuang Qi earlier, I am afraid that his strength would have reached a higher level, and he might be able to step into the fairy realm in his lifetime.

It's a pity.

Time is also fate.

Tianzun, the great cause you can't accomplish, the deity will complete it for you.

The task of the hundred-year Tianshan Mountains must be completed in the hands of the deity.

Immediately, Fang Lang flew towards Song Zheng and a few people.

These seventeen people, the spirit seed has returned to their bodies just now.

But they were still dumbfounded, motionless, like the walking dead.

Fang Lang looked at the seventeen of them and couldn't help but think against his chin.

Perhaps because this spirit seed has not yet been transformed into a Dao seed, they have not yet been reborn.

Come to think of this.

Fang Lang couldn't help but start to be surprised again.

Rebirth?

Body?

Could it be that the bodies of the one hundred and fifty disciples of Tianzun who have closed the door are still in this world!

Quite possibly!

In all likelihood!

Look at the seventeen.

Fang Lang was stunned for a moment.

When the spirit consciousness is transformed into a spirit seed, the body will also lose its vitality.

But whoever wants to be born again can only give it up.

That is, to occupy the body of others.

Then why are the bodies of Song Tribulation and Yunfeng still alive?

Didn't lose life at all as the spirit dissipated?

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