The phantom of the Holy Emperor's mighty dragon became violent, and the dragon's "roar" that resounded in Qin Dong's mind suddenly increased by an octave, obviously declaring his anger and protest.
After all, Holy Emperor Weilong is the emperor of his clan and cannot tolerate blasphemy.
But Qin Dong didn't accept this trick at all. When Holy Emperor Weilong protested, Qin Dong immediately activated the power of chaos again.
After the Holy Emperor Weilong resisted for a while, he was defeated again. No matter how unwilling I was, I had to bow my head at this moment. When the dragon's "yin" in his mind was full of pleading, Qin Dong took back the power of chaos. [
Looking coldly at the phantom of the Holy Emperor Weilong, he shouted, "Remember, no matter what, you can only take it if I give it to you. If I don't give it to you, you can never steal it!"
The phantom of Holy Emperor Weilong nodded repeatedly. At first glance, it made people feel a little pitiful.
The power of chaos can suppress the phantom of the Holy Emperor's mighty dragon transformed by the power of seven colors, but there is no way to swallow it up. Qin Dong can only maintain this situation temporarily.
Seeing the phantom of the Holy Emperor's mighty dragon, circling around the corpse of the ghost fox, he turned his head to look at Qin Dong from time to time. Qin Dong nodded lightly and said solemnly, "It's up to you."
As soon as he received Qin Dong's permission, the Holy Emperor's mighty dragon phantom immediately nodded to Qin Dong three times to express his gratitude, and then made a big display of colorful lights, fiercely covering the ghost fox's body.
Although Ghost Fox's most precious Sky Core was taken away by Qin Dong, Ghost Fox's body is also an excellent tonic for Holy Emperor Weilong. After devouring it completely, Holy Emperor Weilong returned to Qin Dong's body with satisfaction and disappeared.
Qin Dong breathed a long sigh of relief. Outsiders couldn't see it, but he knew very well that it was not easy to shock the Holy Emperor's mighty dragon.
The Holy Emperor Weilong is growing all the time, which makes Qin Dong feel a lot of pressure. If his cultivation cannot grow faster than the Holy Emperor's Powerful Dragon, one day the Holy Emperor's Powerful Dragon will overwhelm him. At that time, he will be miserable.
"Senior, please accept my respects from this junior!" When Qin Dong frowned, the Red Devil suddenly stepped forward and knelt on the ground.
Qin Dong was startled and subconsciously helped the Red Devil up, saying repeatedly, "Please get up quickly, you are my senior!"
The Red Devil Venerable said with a look of shame, "I am blind and have despised you several times. I am really ashamed!"
As he spoke, the old face of the Red Devil turned red.
No matter who this happens to, it will inevitably be a little embarrassing. Qin Dong smiled and said no more about this matter. He said to the Red Devil Lord seriously, "Old senior, I have many questions in my heart and I want to ask you for advice."
"No, no, no! Although I am older than you, in terms of cultivation, I am far from you. I really cannot afford the term "senior".
Seeing that the Red Devil seemed to be obsessed with distinguishing elders from younger ones, Qin Dong frowned and said, "This is the human world, there is no need for all kinds of rules. We might as well follow the rules of mortals and judge elders by age. From now on, Miss Xiao Mei and I Same, if I call you Grandpa Hong, you can just call me Xiaodong."
"But… "
The Red Devil Lord wanted to say more, but Qin Dong had lost his patience and his eyes widened. The Red Devil Venerable felt weak for a while. When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back and said obediently, "Xiaodong."
Qin Dong laughed and said, "It's better to call me this way, it's simple and yet friendly."
The Red Devil Lord smiled along with him and nodded. Asked, "Xiaodong, did you just say that you have a lot of questions?" [
Qin Dong's face straightened up and he said, "That's right. You mentioned earlier that Xiao Mei is a saint born only once in a thousand years in your Xiao family. In other words, Grandpa Hong, your surname is not Hong?"
"Hahaha... Of course! Lord Red Devil is just a nickname given to me by my colleagues. My real name is Xiao Zhengtong. I am the 182nd generation grandson of the Xiao family."
"Then what happened to the saint of the Xiao family?"
When Qin Dong asked this question, a look of pride immediately appeared on Xiao Zhengtong's face, and he said slowly, "Tens of thousands of years ago, my Xiao family was one of the most famous families in the world. It was powerful and powerful. Dare to claim the title of the highest in the heavens, but no one dares to bring bad luck to our Xiao family? If not for other reasons, just because every thousand years, a saint with the 'original bloodline' will appear in our Xiao family."
"What did you say? Yuanshi bloodline!?" Xiao Zhengtong's words made Qin Dong's heart beat wildly.
If a monk wants to reach the highest level, 30% of it depends on hard work, 30% of luck, and the remaining 40% depends on physical fitness and talent.
In heaven and heaven, everyone knows that there are three types of physiques that are most conducive to cultivation and easiest to reach the highest state.
Ranked first is the 'Chaos Holy Body'. With such a physique, it is very difficult to become a god or a saint.
Ranked second is the 'Original Bloodline'. Most people with this physique are women. The rarity is second only to the Chaos Holy Body, but as far as Qin Dong knows, there are hundreds of thousands of monks in the entire heaven, but it has been a long time since we heard of the emergence of a genius with the 'Yuanshi bloodline'.
The third ranked 'Pangu Imperial Vein' is also an extremely rare physique. When you practice, you not only get twice the result with half the effort, but you get twice the result with half the effort! It has not appeared in the heavens for hundreds of years.
These three physiques are simply gifts from the God of Creation. They are heaven-defying existences. This is why Qin Dong was so shocked when he heard that Xiao Mei had the bloodline of Yuanshi.
"No wonder Miss Xiao Mei is so beautiful..." Qin Dong murmured.
Xiao Zhengtong nodded heavily, with uncontrollable excitement on his face, and said, "Originally, a saint appeared in the Xiao family every thousand years, but before Xiao Mei, there was no saint for tens of thousands of years. Everyone thought that the inheritance of the "Yuanshi Bloodline" of my Xiao family had come to an end. All the enemies from the past came to visit me one after another, and my Xiao family gradually declined. Until two thousand years ago, the last head of the Xiao family was hunted down by the enemy. Having no choice but to jump off the cliff of two realms, my Xiao family was able to continue to thrive in the human world. After experiencing so much suffering, I didn’t expect that the Yuanshi bloodline would be continued in Xiao Mei’s body, and my Xiao family finally had its day!”
Qin Dong nodded lightly. Xiao Mei had Yuanshi bloodline and his cultivation speed was a hundred times faster than others. Even the Phantom Beast Clan and the Holy Beast Clan were greatly inferior. It is by no means difficult to help the Xiao family return to the heavenly realm and reestablish their roots.
"Since Xiao Mei has Yuanshi bloodline, you should guide her cultivation with all your strength. Why can't I detect the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power in Xiao Mei's body?"
The excitement on Xiao Zhengtong's face immediately disappeared, replaced by strong resentment, and he gritted his teeth and said, "This is all a good thing done by grandma!"