Soul Devouring Sword Master

In the sky, the gray-haired elder and the two deacons stared at Lin Xiao without blinking, their eyes flashing with anticipation, wondering if this son of destiny could bring them a bigger surprise.

On the other side, Jiang Mengyu, Qingshan and other Qingyu charming eyes also fell on Lin Xiao, hoping that Lin Xiao could make them proud.

As for the Shura League, Ye Long and Yue Jun narrowed their eyes slightly, frowned slightly, and showed a worried look on their faces. This Lin Xiao could become the son of destiny, which was naturally gifted. This bloodline must not be simple. I wonder how it compares with Li Xuan.

And Li Xuan also frowned deeply, watching Lin Xiao walk into the Ten Thousand Blood Pool, his heart beating.

Among this batch of freshmen, the only one he regarded as an opponent was Lin Dan.

Originally, he was very confident in himself. After all, he came from the Taigu Domain and ranked first among all the disciples of the branch sect. Some people even called him the first freshman. Although he said nothing about it, he thought so in his heart.

But later he heard that the son of luck in this class had joined the Ten Thousand Blood Sect. In an instant, the popularity and attention that originally belonged to him were transferred to Lin Xiao.

This was the case at the freshman introduction meeting. The first person that the three alliances fought for was not him, but Lin Xiao. Moreover, the price offered by the Shura Alliance for this was also higher than when they fought for him. For this, Li Xuan had a grudge and had always been hostile to Lin Xiao, regarding him as the biggest competitor among his peers.

But he also had his own pride and confidence. He did not think that the other party was so great because he was the son of luck. There were countless talents who died prematurely in the past, and there were also many rising stars who had accumulated a lot of experience. His future achievements might not be inferior to Lin Dan.

Now, it depends on how the blood of this son of luck is.

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, Lin Xiao stepped into the Ten Thousand Blood Pool.

After entering the Ten Thousand Blood Pool, Lin Xiao only felt a strong blood power wrapped around his whole body. The magical thing was that he didn't feel hot in the boiling blood pool, but his whole body was hot, as if he was wrapped in a hot current.

Then, Lin Xiao released his blood power.

On the way to the Ten Thousand Blood Sect, after many attempts, Lin Xiao was able to freely control his war god blood, although only a part of it was awakened.

Concentrating his mind and calming his breath, Lin Xiao sat cross-legged on the water of the pool. Gradually, the blood in his body became hot and boiling, and blood light filled his body. A vague mark appeared on his palm, with swords and knives intertwined, and complex patterns all around. It looked ancient and mysterious, and it was fleeting.

Buzz! Buzz!

The next moment, the blood power of the three people was released at the same time, but all the attention was on Lin Xiao.

Above Lin Xiao's head, a bloody light diffused, and then condensed into a vague figure, emitting a faint golden light. Indistinctly, the figure's hands seemed to hold something, making it hard to see clearly.

"What blood is that!"

Many people opened their eyes and looked confused.

"It shouldn't be. Why is this blood so vague and vague... Such a weak blood pressure..."

"What blood is this? Why have I never seen it? Is it a special blood?"

Many people looked at each other in confusion when they saw the pale golden figure above Lin Xiao's head. Even the elders and deacons in the sky were at a loss. They had never seen this kind of blood.

At this time, two lines of handwriting appeared on the pulse-testing tablet.

Xu Xin, wolf blood, ordinary level four.

Wang Bo, dead wood blood, ordinary level five.

...

There were only two lines of handwriting, and Lin Xiao's blood type did not appear for a while.

Xu Xin and Wang Bo walked out of the Ten Thousand Blood Pool. Before leaving, they looked at Lin Xiao in surprise, and were very curious about what was going on.

Lin Xiao was the only one left in the blood pool.

So, everyone was waiting. Time passed by, but the pulse-measuring monument still did not respond.

On the Ten Thousand Blood Pool, Lin Xiao sat cross-legged, with a barely perceptible arc at the corner of his mouth.

Only he knew why his blood was like this.

On the one hand, the blood of the God of War was not fully awakened, so the shadow of the blood condensed was blurred. On the other hand, he saw the method of sealing the blood breath in the jade pendant given by his father, and used it to seal the breath of the blood of the God of War.

Because warriors with the same blood will feel each other, just like him, relying on the resonance of blood, he found Chu Feng imprisoned in the dungeon.

Similarly, Xu Yan deprived Chu Feng of his bloodline, so he could naturally sense Lin Xiao's existence. Therefore, Lin Xiao decided to seal the breath of the God of War bloodline to avoid being hunted down by Xu Yan when he left the Ten Thousand Blood Sect in the future.

Therefore, this situation occurred. On the one hand, Lin Xiao's bloodline was unclear, and on the other hand, the bloodline pressure was also very weak, as if it was an extremely ordinary bloodline.

Only when Lin Xiao fully exploded the power of his bloodline, the bloodline pressure would be released.

After another ten minutes, there was still no response on the pulse-testing tablet.

Everyone felt more and more that something was wrong and began to whisper.