The so-called bloodline power is actually the hidden power in the bloodline.

It is said that as long as you enter the innate realm, you can pass on the power of your blood to the next generation.

Moreover, the next generation has a high chance of awakening the power of blood.

As long as you have good talent, you can most people awaken the power of your bloodline.

The so-called holy body is actually a person born to awaken the power of blood.

But there are too few such people.

Like Tangtang, she is the Holy Body of Taiyin.

Therefore, when Tangtang was young, she felt chills in her limbs.

However, with the changes in history and the complexity of bloodlines, the power of this bloodline has become weaker and weaker.

But!

There are still many people who awaken the power of their blood due to some external forces.

For example, Yin Xueqing, this person relies on the elixir to stimulate the bloodline.

Seeing a wicked smile on the corner of Liu Qingming's mouth, Yu Chaoen couldn't help asking: "You mean, has Yan Wuhou awakened the power of his bloodline?"

Gudong.

Liu Qingming took a sip of tea and said coldly: "Yes!"

"This...how is this possible?!"

Yu Chaoen's face changed and he said with disbelief: "Yan Wuhou is already seventy-year-old and eighty-year-old, how could he awaken the power of his bloodline?"

Liu Qingming sneered, "Haha, have you heard of the golden elixir being used as medicine?"

"Golden...the golden elixir is used as medicine?" Yu Chaoen said with a trembling face.

Liu Qingming smiled strangely and said, "Haha, do you know why Yin Xueqing was promoted to the holy body?!"

Yu Chaoen asked tentatively: "You mean..."

Liu Qingming nodded and said, "Yes, as far as I know, the Yin family has Yin Xi's golden elixir. As long as you take it in water, it may stimulate the power of bloodline. However, for thousands of years, there have been only a few dozen people who can stimulate bloodlines!"

Golden elixir?!

At this time, Tang Long's heart was trembling. Could it be that Liu Qingming had the golden elixir inherited from Yan Dan?!

According to historical records, Prince Yan is a master of the Jindan realm.

This Yan Wuhou really lost his luck and actually stimulated the power of his bloodline.

Tang Long didn't know much about the power of blood.

After all, Tang Long did not fight with the person who stimulated the bloodline.

However, there are records of the power of blood in the Nine Yang Sutras.

According to the records in the Nine Yang True Sutra, when the Nine Yang True Sutra is completed, the impurities in the bloodline will be refined and promoted to the Nine Yang Holy Body.

As far as Tang Long knows, there are only a few people in the entire Chinese history who possess the Nine Yang Holy Body.

For example, the Fire God Zhurong, this person is the Nine Yang Holy Body and can be without fear of any flames.

Even in a hundred thousand volcanoes, you can walk freely.

Even if it is burned in the alchemy furnace, the fire god Zhurong can survive.

This is the horror of the Nine Yang Holy Body!

However, Tang Long is still too far from the great success of the Nine Yang True Classics.

Looking at the shattered magic sword, Tang Long smiled coldly and said, "Hehe, Ghost Sword Monk, if you are willing to commit suicide by separatism, you can die more decent!"

At this moment, the ghost sword monk Qianye Zhengdao pulled the Buddhist beads on his neck and said with a murderous look on his face: "Baga, stinky brat, I want to see if your Hundred Poison Vajra Hand can block my Demon Subduing Beads!"

Whoosh.

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost sword monk activated his internal energy and threw out the Buddhist beads in his hand.

Looking at the Buddhist beads again, they actually scattered golden lights and covered Tang Long's head.

However, Tang Long did not hide.

And the string of Buddhist beads also swirled over Tang Long's body.

"What's going on? Why didn't Demon King Tang hide?"

"Hmph, who knows, I guess I'm a little proud."

"Hiss, this is a demon-subduing bead. It is said that this kind of magic bead can be used to confine meridians. As long as it is covered, the energy in the body will not be able to operate!"

Someone in the crowd couldn't help but gasp and said.

The Demon Subduing Bead is one of the three thousand Buddhist magic weapons, and has the unpredictable ability of gods and ghosts.

It is said that this demon-subduing bead can be used to confine meridians.

As long as you are covered, it is difficult to get out!

Moreover, as the demon-subduing beads continue to shrink, they can be embedded into the other party's body.

Gudu.

Looking at Tang Long covered, Xia Bingyao swallowed his saliva and said, "Sister Guoguo, Tang... will something happen to Tang Long, right?"

Tang Guoguo said coldly: "You will know if you keep reading."

Tangtang, who was beside him, said heartlessly, "Don't worry, mom, Dad Tang Long won't let you stay a widow."

"Damn girl, you're just talking too much." Xia Bingyao said angrily.

At this time, Xia Bingyao could only pray silently for Tang Long in her heart.

However, looking at Tang Guoguo's expression, Tang Long should be fine.

Seeing that Tang Long was covered by the demon-subduing bead, the ghost sword monk Qianye Zhengdao's eyes lit up, and he smiled excitedly: "Hahaha, stinky brat, you are crazy, you keep mad, I am one of the five great monks of Vajra Peak Temple. Killing you is like taking something out of your pocket!"

Crack.

As the ghost sword monk danced his hands, the string of demon-subduing beads began to shrink.

"Look, the Demon Subduing Beads begin to shrink!"

"No, Demon King Tang is in danger!"

"Hey, I'm still young. Don't you know that the old saying goes, lions can fight rabbits with all their strength!"

Some old men also felt sorry for Tang Long.

But!

The next scene completely blinded their dog eyes!

Huwuwu.

Suddenly, blue poisonous fog appeared from the pores around Tang Long.

Looking at the Buddhist beads again, they were actually corroded by the poisonous fog.

Sizzling.

Just hearing the sound of sulfuric acid corroded sound, the string of demon-subduing beads that imprisoned Tang Long began to melt instantly.

"That...that's poisonous fire?!"

"Oh my God, Tang Long actually cultivated poisonous fire?!"

"This... how is this possible? As far as I know, the poisonous fire was cultivated by the Poison Saint Wu Lingyu a few years ago, right?"

"Hiss, doesn't that mean that the poisonous skills of the Demon King Tang are even more powerful than the Wu Lingyu?"

"That's nothing nonsense. What is Wu Lingyu? How can he compare with Demon King Tang?"

"Hmph, this Wu Lingyu is really shameless. How dare you claim to be the Poison Saint Son?"

"That's right? Look at how low-key Demon King Tang is, he has cultivated poisonous fire, and he has not seen him show off everywhere."

Some people who are close friends with Jiumen also criticized them.

Bang!

Listening to the criticism around him, the poisonous saint Wu Lingyu smashed the handrail of the bronze sedan and said with a resentful look: "It's really hateful. How could this kid cultivate poisonous fire?! Could it be that there is a master behind him to give advice?"

Once the poisonous fog condenses into poisonous fire, the power of the hundred poisonous scriptures will increase exponentially.

By then, let alone magic weapons, even some masters in the holy realm will have to be afraid of them.

This is the terrible thing about poisonous fire!

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Tang Long pops up a wisp of poisonous fire, he can easily poison a martial arts master.

Looking at the demon-subduing beads that turned into liquid, the ghost sword monk Qianye swallowed his saliva and said, "Poison...Poison Fire?! How is this possible? Why haven't I seen you use the poison skills before?!"
Chapter completed!