Valkyrie Bloodline

In the martial arts arena, it was already the third item of contention at this time.

The two strong men, both of whom were in the Datong Heaven Realm, came and went to each other, and sacrificed their own weapons one after another. Although they didn't look like life and death enemies, they were not much better.

boom!

One of them seemed to be extremely powerful, and the iron pestle in his hand directly hit the shoulder of the other.

All of a sudden, a scream was heard, and the arm of the other person was directly smashed, with blood flying everywhere.

"Although this person's cultivation base is not too strong, it seems that he is born with divine power."

"The iron pestle is not a particularly powerful divine weapon, but it weighs a thousand catties. It is really difficult for ordinary people to wield it, but this person can wield it easily. This kind of divine power is quite rare."

Even seven people, all of whom were of similar cultivation level, were smashed into the air by the strong man with the iron pestle, at least they ended up being crippled. For a while, no one really dared to go down and compete with him.

"The third one is a heaven-level elixir, but it can only be regarded as a common one among the heaven-level elixir."

As an alchemist, of course it is impossible for Li Ye not to know what the elixir is.

"Chonglingcao, the only elixir that can be refined is the holy medicine Wanchong Dan, which can dispel more than 90% of the poisonous insects in the world. It can also detoxify some poisonous insects. It seems that this person must have needs in this regard.”

Most people really look down on insect spirit grass, or it can be said that it is a relatively tasteless heaven-level elixir. In many cases, its value is not even as precious as some quasi-heaven-level elixir.

This is why so far, there has been no real strong shot.

"What is this person's name?"

As for the strong man, Zheng Zhipeng also observed a lot, his expression flickered, and then he asked the person in charge of the martial arts arena to inquire.

"Third Young Master, this person's name is Temujin, he is not from Lieyang City, but a casual cultivator who came to Lieyang City not long ago."

After hearing this, Zheng Zhipeng nodded and whispered something in that person's ear.

Li Ye remained motionless, and the Zheng family obviously loved talents.

Even Li Ye was more interested in Temujin in the fighting arena, but unlike Zheng Zhipeng, his interest in that person came from other aspects.

"Are you sure?"

"Master, I'm at least 60% sure! After all, there are not many people who are born with supernatural powers in the world, and there are very few people like this person. And the only one who can think of it is the Juli clan, one of the hundreds of ancient clans." .”

This is why Li Ye paid so much attention to this person.

The hundreds of ancient clans were powerful races that once informed almost the entire Yunteng Continent of the Three Realms and Nine Regions. Any race is known as the blood of the gods, and they are born with incomparably powerful talents and potentials.

It's like the bloodline in Li Ye's body, which is one of them.

"Juli Clan? How does this race rank among the Hundred Clans?"

"The ranking is not high. After all, this race has no other talents except natural supernatural power, especially the people of this race are born with relatively simple minds and can be easily controlled by others. In addition, the ancient hundred races themselves have very weak reproductive ability. With the weakening of generations, there are few left over."

Nodding secretly, now Li Ye often finds that there is a lack of people around him.

The Tiancan old man has now been arranged by him to be a handyman disciple in Tianwaitian, which can be regarded as a place for him to retire. But it is obviously impossible to continue to follow him.

As for the others, Luo Qing, Shi Yan, and even Feng Wuhui and Li Ye are friends. But in the end, there was a lack of a available person by his side.

"The blood of hundreds of ancient clans, this person can think about it."

At this time when Li Ye was thinking, in fact, many people had tried to throw an olive branch to attract Temujin in the arena.

But obviously, as Du Niang said, people of the Juli clan are born with straightforward and simple minds, as if they turned a blind eye to the solicitation of those forces.

Including the Zheng family, none of them got a definite answer.

"I don't know how to flatter!"

Hearing his subordinate's reply, Zheng Zhipeng snorted slightly.

"An insect spirit grass, is there anyone willing to fight for it?"

In the fighting arena, many people hesitated.

Although it is a heaven-level elixir with high value, the real strong don't bother to fight for it, but those who want it find that they don't have much confidence in their hearts.

Especially looking at Temujin's burly body in the fighting arena, and the iron pestle weighing a thousand catties in his hand, many people chose to remain silent very wisely.

But at the moment when Temujin showed a happy smile on his face, he suddenly saw a figure falling in front of him.

"Insect Spirit Grass? I want it!"

The person who suddenly landed on the fighting arena looked very young, with a frivolous demeanor. He was dressed in a fine attire, and he was clearly not a casual cultivator.

"It's from the He family!"

"Could it be that the He family wants to fight for this insect spirit grass?"

"Although this insect spirit grass is a heaven-level elixir, its effect is too single, and unless you meet an alchemist of the alchemy king level, you may not be sure that you can refine a elixir such as Wanchong Dan. It is a pity to discard it. It's embarrassing!"

It turned out that the young man was from the He family. When everyone saw it, their thoughts changed slightly, and they immediately understood what the He family was thinking.

"It seems that the He family failed to recruit this person before, but now they are angry and want to destroy their good deeds."

On the Yunteng Continent, this kind of thing is not uncommon, especially when many big forces bully others, it is even more grandiose.

Seeing his opponent, Temujin also had a solemn look on his face.

Although the mind is straightforward and the thinking is relatively simple, but the unique intuition of a martial artist makes him aware that the opponent who looks much younger than him is definitely the strongest enemy he has ever encountered!

"This insect spirit grass is very important to me!"

"Important? Sorry, my He family wants this insect spirit grass!"

Temujin's eyes turned cold, his muscles seemed to bulge, and the thousand-jin iron pestle in his hand glowed faintly, obviously it was not as simple as an ordinary magic weapon.

"It's He Yu from the He family. Although this person is not very outstanding in the He family, his cultivation has reached the Breaking Heaven Realm. It seems that Tiemu has suffered a lot!"

Many people present recognized the identity of the young man from the He family, and all of them looked at Temujin with pity.

If the He family wants to make a move, they must try their best to ensure nothing goes wrong! Otherwise, it is impossible for someone to show up!

Sure enough, with just two moves, He Yu had the upper hand. If he hadn't been afraid of the powerful iron pestle in the opponent's hand, the winner might have been decided!

With a roar, although the iron pestle in Temujin's hand was astonishingly powerful, his lack of cultivation exposed his weakness at this time.