Beast Blood Panlong

When night falls, the three treasures spread their wings and fly in the sky.

Except for the occasional roar of beasts, the entire land was silent. Looking at the vast land below him, Sanbao felt a lot of emotion.

Unknowingly, I, who was extremely humble in my previous life, had stood above countless people. Apart from a handful of spiritual saints, I was already the most powerful person in the world.

But even so, there are still many things that you cannot control.

Looking at the gradually flashing lights in front of him, Sanbao quietly fell to the ground, and finally leaned forward slowly.

Lanjing, the imperial capital of the Tianlan Empire, has arrived.

Sanbao didn't want to enter Lanjing so early, but he accidentally got a piece of news about lighting, which forced Sanbao to go to Lanjing to inquire.

If you are lucky enough to meet Caiguang, then the Luo family will gain another strength. Judging from the information obtained before, the current Caiguang should be a master of the Spirit Emperor, and the Golden Eagle Mercenary Group he founded seems to have certain abilities.

strength.

Otherwise, the dignified commander of the imperial guard battalion would not be carrying his wanted order.

Of course, even if there is no daylight, Sanbao still wants to visit Lanjing. After all, this is "his" former hometown.

"If I were to take in the light, where would I choose to stay?" In the early morning, when the south gate of Lanjing opened, following the crowd, Sanbao returned to Lanjing City again after more than 20 years, while walking

While sitting, I was thinking about the issue of lighting.

"Hey, where is this?"

Unknowingly, Sanbao came to a remote alley in the city and stopped at the entrance of one of the dilapidated courtyards.

His mind was churning, and Sanbao was startled. He suddenly realized that this was the small courtyard where he lived many years ago.

No, to be more precise, it was where the second prince Luo Cheng was staying. He pushed open the rotten door, stepped on the dust on the ground, and amid the cobwebs and memories, San Bao slowly walked into the small courtyard.

Pushing open a wooden door, Sanbao found that his eyes were a little moist. Although Prince Cheng had been dead for more than twenty years, some things were still integrated into Sanbao's soul.

Sanbao, who realized this, was not in a hurry to leave. He just followed the feeling and slowly felt in the small courtyard, stroking the tables and stools in the house. Everything seemed so familiar.

"Hey! What is this?"

Under the floor of a small room, Sanbao dug out a small rusty iron box. After thinking about it for a long time, he vaguely remembered that it was a small gift given to him by the Holy Ancestor for the first time many years ago.

It was the only time Cheng met his grandfather, and that year, Xiao Luo was only six years old.

"Look what it is?"

The iron box had long been rusted, so Sambo relied on brute strength to break it open with both hands.

"It's a little bird, oh, this little bird grandpa gave me can't fly. I don't like it, I don't want it!" As if just yesterday, an innocent and childish voice sounded softly in Sanbao's ears.

Inside the box was a small metal bird, the size of a palm, with a golden body that looked as if it was made of gold.

At that time, Xiao Luo Cheng had no ability to distinguish things at all, and naturally he did not know that the metal bird was actually the Luo family's inherited spirit beast - the Purple Eyed Golden Roc.

"Hey, no response!"

Picking up the little Jinpeng, Sanbao specially injected a trace of soul power, but the little Jinpeng was like an ordinary metal toy, without any reaction.

He kept pouring spiritual power, but Xiao Jinpeng also didn't respond at all.

“Try this!”

With a flick of Sanbao's finger, several drops of essence and blood immediately poured into the little golden roc.

"Still no response? Come again!"

As drop after drop of essence and blood sank into the Little Golden Peng, with a bang, Sanbao, who had been pouring soul power into it, discovered that a special space inside the Little Golden Peng was suddenly opened.

In an instant, Sanbao felt that he had arrived in a void space.

"My child, you can finally open this space. It seems that your bloodline level is at least top grade. If my guess is correct, your cultivation level should have reached Lingxuan now, right? Grandpa gave you this little Jinpeng

After that, try that new realm, maybe you will succeed, maybe you will fail, no matter what

In this way, the bloodline of our Luo family still needs to be passed down. I will teach you two innate magical powers here. Of course, these are also the top two magical powers of our Luo family. One of them is passed down by our ancestors, and the other is mine.

Self-created, whether you can master it or not depends on your own talent and opportunity..."

"The first door, the light of purple pupils."

"The second door is possessed by a golden roc."

The sound of thoughts was continuously transmitted to Sanbao's mind, and Sanbao stood in the room with his eyes closed...

After half an hour, Sanbao withdrew his mind from the space and looked at Jinpeng again. Sanbao's eyes were completely different.

For the Luo family bloodline, this little golden roc is clearly the most precious inheritance. The Three Treasures did not expect that the Holy Ancestor would give it to him in such a casual way, even if he threw it aside at that time.

The Holy Ancestor didn’t even give a single word of warning.

"That's right, the space of this golden roc has long been locked by the Holy Ancestor. Except for my Luo family bloodline, and it must reach a certain bloodline level and cultivation level, even if others get it, it will just be an ordinary accessory!"

He put away the golden roc and closed the door. After a few glances, Sanbao slowly left.

Sanbao didn't expect that he would have such a good fortune after following his feeling in the dark. It seems that he really complied with that sentence. There is destiny in the dark.

"The light of copper, possessed by a golden roc, requires at least a high-grade bloodline, and it must reach Lingxuan or above before it can be practiced. The requirements are so high, and once it is completed, its power will probably be very terrifying..."

With brisk steps, Sanbao started walking around Lanjing City.

In front of a magnificent iron and stone building, Sanbao raised his eyes and looked at a huge bronze unicorn lion on the top of the building.

He whispered softly: Spiritual Cultivation Hall.

Lanjing Spiritual Cultivation Hall has arrived.

In so many years, this is the first time that Sanbao has approached a spiritual cultivation hall in a super big city like Lanjing. Even in the imperial capital of the Huangshen Empire, Sanbao had never entered. Of course, at that time, it was mainly because his cultivation level was too low, and even

He is not even qualified to enter the Imperial Spiritual Cultivation Hall.

Now, perhaps the only thing that can stop the Three Treasures is the palace in the center of Lanjing City, which represents supreme power.

"Look at what this spiritual cultivation hall, which is said to be the most powerful on the mainland, looks like!"

Controlling his cultivation to the level of a junior Spirit Emperor, Sanbao slowly walked into the first floor hall of the Spiritual Cultivation Hall under the disdainful gazes of the two Spirit Emperor guards.

The minimum level of cultivation required to enter the Lanjing Spiritual Cultivation Hall is the Spirit Emperor, so the junior Spirit Emperor is too common. Even so, Sanbao was still shocked by the scene after entering the door.

I thought that only the spiritual emperor and above could enter the spiritual cultivation hall, and there would definitely not be too many spiritual practitioners. However, as soon as he entered the hall, Sanbao realized that he was very, very wrong.

The entire hall, which was several kilometers long and wide, was almost full. Except for a circle of royal counters around it, the rest of the hall was basically in chaos.

There are Spirit Emperor vendors sitting on the ground buying and selling spiritual treasures, various factions shouting for recruits, and high-level mercenary teams undertaking various tasks.

In short, except for the spiritual cultivation level being higher than that in the spiritual cultivation hall in ordinary towns, there is not much difference here.

"Just in this hall, there are probably thousands of Spirit Emperors, and there are at least hundreds of Spirit Emperors! If they form a team, even ordinary Spirit Xuan would not dare to look down upon it!" Sanbao walked through the crowd while checking.

surrounding situation.

"Stop, the second level of the hall requires the minimum spiritual emperor cultivation level. Please show your cultivation level!" At the entrance to the second floor, the two spiritual emperor guards pointed to Sanbao at the white crystal stone on an iron pillar at the entrance of the stairs.

,road.

"good!"

Sanbao nodded, then pressed one hand on the crystal and input a little bit of spiritual power, and the crystal began to emit red light. As the spiritual power increased, the red light shone brighter and brighter.

"Enough!"

Sanbao didn't know how much spiritual power he had to input to represent the cultivation of the Spirit Emperor. He just looked at the eyes of the two guards and gradually increased his spiritual power. It wasn't until they shouted stop that Sanbao let go and then walked up the stone steps.

Went to the second floor of the Spiritual Cultivation Hall.

"Old Li, did you see that the strength of that boy just now has probably reached the level of the Three-Star Spiritual Emperor? He looks like he is less than thirty years old!"

"It's nothing special. Didn't you see that his face was already flushed? He obviously tried his best. If I hadn't called him to stop, I'm afraid that stupid boy would still be pouring spiritual power! Don't worry, our empire is full of talents. People in their thirties

There are so many high-level spiritual emperors, not to mention such a young and foolish young man."

The whispers of the two guards came to his ears, and Sanbao smiled with satisfaction. With Sanbao's cultivation, he didn't know how much spiritual power a one-star spiritual emperor would need to input, but he was just acting "stupid" on purpose.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the second floor, Sanbao felt himself being quietly swept by a force of soul. He didn't dare to be careless, so he deliberately acted "stupidly".

Sure enough, after Sanbao fully demonstrated his cultivation level, which was no better than that of the "Three-Star Spiritual Emperor", the soul power quietly receded, and it was obvious that he had "passed the test". At least as long as he did not take too extraordinary actions in the spiritual cultivation hall, he should be able to

It won't attract the attention of those big shots.

After all, this is within the city of Lanjing, and Sanbao does not dare to be careless in the slightest. It is an eternal truth to be careful and sail the ship for thousands of years.

As soon as you step onto the second floor of the Spiritual Cultivation Hall, the entire environment is completely different from the first floor. The noise completely fades away, replaced by rows of exquisite glass counters filled with various spiritual treasures.

Compared with the cluttered hall on the first floor, the trading hall on the second floor is much neater. The shops that buy and sell spiritual weapons are all arranged in one side, and the shops that buy and sell spiritual pills are also in a row.

Sanbao even saw several shops specializing in selling cubs, which he had never seen in other spiritual cultivation halls.

What makes Sanbao feel the most different is that almost all the shop assistants are young female nuns, and all of them are very beautiful. As long as they are men, there is almost no one who is not impressed.