The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

"stop!"

Just when the atmosphere in Hualong Pavilion was tense and the two sides were ready to fight, a roar sounded. This sound appeared out of thin air among the four of them. The sound was like thunder, and it exploded directly. They all took a few steps back.

"It's the patriarch!"

Hearing this voice, everyone was startled, and turned their eyes to the entrance of the passage, only to see a middle-aged man, wearing a black armor, black face, full of beard, walked in with anger, followed him Behind him is Zilong.

"Dragon Transformation Hall is the place where our clan awakens the power of the bloodline. How can it be a place for you to fight? If this Dragon Transformation Hall is demolished and the Dragon Transformation Pond is destroyed, none of you can afford it."

The patriarch Zikui said angrily.

"Master Patriarch, Elder Zi Ning secretly hid her wild species from outsiders in the clan, and joined hands with Elder Ziyan to let him enter Hualongchi. Our Primordial Canglong Clan is very fancy about bloodlines, isn't it? Letting the blood of the bastard enter the Hualong Pond, not to mention wasting the energy of the Hualong Pond, but if his bastard blood pollutes the water of the Hualong Pond, what should we do?"

Seeing the patriarch coming, Zi Xing spoke viciously as before.

Zi Ning's master, Zi Yan God Venerable is also worried. Now that this matter is still making troubles, even the patriarch has come forward. I am afraid that Zi Ning's status may really be affected.

"Polluted the water out of Hualongchi?"

Zi Ning smiled coldly: "I have never heard of this statement. If it was not because my child was injured, I would never take him into Hualongchi. Now that the patriarch has arrived, I also made it clear that this All the responsibility for the matter is on my head, and I am willing to be punished, but you don't want to deprive my patriarch of the right to compete. When my child comes out of Hualongchi, as long as he is sure that his strength has recovered, I will send it to you. When you go out, don't even think about hurting him."

"Elder Zi Ning, what do you mean by that?"

Hearing this, Zi Xing's face also changed: "You mean, give you a little punishment, and this matter will be over like this? If everyone in the clan is like you in the future, wouldn't it be a mess?"

"Elder Zi Ning, I know the ins and outs of the incident."

At this time, the patriarch Zikui said: "You and that Ye Qing's son were seriously injured, his cultivation level dropped, and he wanted to enter Hualongchi. This patriarch can not hold him accountable for this matter, but you Hiding him in the clan privately, and bringing him into the Hualongchi, you must be severely punished, and as for depriving you of the right to compete for patriarch, I will report it to the elders and let the elders decide."

Hearing these words, Zi Ning couldn't help turning her eyes to Zi Long, and seeing his expressionless face, she also frowned.

The patriarch said that he would report to the elders. This matter sounded good, but it was actually to deprive him of the right to compete for the patriarch.

"Elder Zi Ning, you should be fine, right?"

Zi Kui said.

"no problem!"

Zi Ning's expression remained unchanged, she nodded, as long as Ye Mo was fine, she didn't care about anything.

But at this time, Ye Mo didn't know that his existence not only alarmed the law enforcement hall, but also alarmed the patriarch.

At this moment, Ye Mo is immersed in the magical perception of condensing the dragon pattern, and has no idea what happened above.

Ye Mo felt at this moment that the temperature of the Canglong blood in his body seemed to be getting higher and higher as it was beating like a turbulent wave. It was turning over and over again, but with the operation of the magic circle, he couldn't do it no matter what. Utilize the power of the Canglong bloodline to fully awaken, let alone condense the dragon pattern.

Ye Mo really couldn't awaken the power of the bloodline. It's not bad to be able to reach the eighth-level dragon blood strength, but the concentration of the bloodline is a little impure, and he can't condense the dragon pattern and awaken the power of the bloodline.

Ye Mo Nai is the combination of Ye Qing and Zi Ning, so his blood is naturally impure.

"Ye Mo, do you see that Zhou Sheng's magic circle has runes one after another? In fact, these runes are the key to condensing the dragon marks. The stronger the blood, the more dragon marks can be condensed."

Hong Ling reminded again: "Your current bloodline will definitely not be able to condense, try that drop of golden blood."

"kindness!"

Ye Mo nodded, and directly integrated the drop of golden blood into the magic circle. Immediately, the red blood was transformed into gold, rolling in the magic circle, making a mighty rumbling sound, Start and runes start to meld.

"What a powerful force!"

Feeling the golden blood, Ye Mo was secretly startled. He also wanted to see how many dragon patterns could be condensed from this golden blood.

"Condensation!"

The power of the blood was slowly poured into the rune, and a dragon pattern in the shape of an ancient black dragon appeared in gold, floating around Ye Mo's body.

"Condensation!"

Another golden dragon pattern condensed out.

"It's already condensed two dragon patterns, it's not enough."

Ye Mo has already combined the blood of the Canglong with the runes of the magic circle, and the two dragon patterns can't satisfy him at all. The more dragon patterns he condenses, the stronger the blood power will be in the future.

"As long as I condense the dragon pattern, with my strength of the third turn of the universe, I can at least defeat the sixth turn of the universe. This is still not applicable to the power of the dragon. The reason why those ancient alien races are powerful is the power of blood. Now I have awakened The strongest bloodline strength is not weaker than others at all."

Thinking of this, Ye Mo tried his best to mobilize the blood of the Canglong and start to condense the dragon patterns again.

A moment later, another dragon pattern was successfully condensed.

"Three dragon patterns are not enough!"

Condensing three dragon patterns, among the descendants of the ancient Canglong clan, is naturally considered an ordinary talent, condensing four dragon patterns can be called a genius, as for five paths, six paths and seven paths, that is the peerless genius of the ancient Canglong clan.

Ye Mo took control again, and once again condensed three dragon patterns, which already had six dragon patterns, floating around his body.

"Haha, the blood of the dragon god is too powerful, and I can condense it again."

Ye Mo started to scream in his heart. He knew that he could condense at least eight dragon patterns, which surpassed Zi Aotian and reached the blood power of the second generation of the ancient Canglong clan.

no doubt!

The seventh way and the eighth way were successfully united again.

At the same time, the ninth path was also automatically condensed. Ye Mo originally thought it would stop here, and the tenth dragon pattern was successfully condensed like a matter of course.

"This!"

At this time, Ye Mo was a little surprised and speechless. The first generation patriarch of the Primordial Canglong Clan only condensed nine dragon patterns, but he actually condensed ten.

After the ten dragon patterns were condensed, in an instant, Ye Mo felt that every drop of blood in his body was full of destructive power. At this time, he realized how wonderful the power of blood is. Unspeakable.

Other people's blood is Canglong's blood, but his blood is Canglong's blood that contains the blood of a god dragon.