362: C362 Seven Great Bloodlines

C362 Seven Great Bloodlines

"The birth of a Holy Sovereign Level bloodline?"

"Heavens, who is it!"

"Look, it seems to be the person who used the saber just now."

Everyone looked over and Golden Fur Lion King's phantom image slowly stood up.

Holy Sovereign Level bloodline!

It was a grade higher than the Genuine Dragon Bloodline.

Everyone was shocked.

It was a complete mess.

"Ahahaha boss, this is too f * cking awesome! Golden Fur Lion King's bloodline is awesome!"

He laughed maniacally, but just as he finished speaking...

A loud boom resounded once again in the sky.

Rumble, rumble -

The sky was covered in dark clouds, the thick clouds were suddenly ripped apart by a pair of ferocious claws, and a prehistoric Mondo descended into the world.

"Heavens, it's another Holy Sovereign Level bloodline!"

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Ye Dalei stood up and leapt into the sky. The prehistoric Mondo let out a deafening roar and rushed into Ye Dalei's body, causing his aura to soar.

Rumble!

In an instant, the sky and earth changed color, as if it was the end of the world.

A huge Ice Phoenix slowly descended to the world. Its Phoenix bloodline was even stronger than the Nine-Colored Illusory Phoenix.

Swoosh!

A sword light flashed across and the void collapsed in an instant. Everyone from the Seven Great Immortal Sects and the Coalition Forces felt a chill on their foreheads. A trace of blood slowly appeared on their foreheads.

"Kill a man in ten steps, and leave no survivors in a thousand miles!"

A melodious poem spread out. Duanmu Ting appeared behind the Coalition Forces, holding a strand of hair in his hand. In less than half a breath's time, Duanmu Ting had cut off a strand of hair from each of their heads.

Everyone was shocked.

However, this was not the end.

"Chirp chirp ~ ~"

A scream resounded through the sky. The Psychedelic Butterfly with seven wings fluttered down and merged into Mei Wu's body.

"War God again!"

The sledgehammer landed heavily on the ground. Possessing the War God's feather, he carried the halberd on his shoulder and looked down on everyone. A surge of killing intent and the will of the War God spread out and intimidated everyone.

"Mmmmmmm -"

Between heaven and earth, a white Nine-Tailed White Fox suddenly appeared and rushed into Hu Er's body. Its aura skyrocketed and its strength increased crazily.

Seven types of Holy Sovereign Level bloodline!

Everyone was stunned.

The seven of them appeared behind Zhao Xin at the same time. They bowed and shouted, "Boss!"

"My god! All seven of them have Holy Sovereign Level bloodline!"

"Even the Genuine Dragon Bloodline is only a Sage Level."

"They didn't have it just now, why did their bloodline suddenly awaken?"

"I think I saw it was given to them by Long Yunxin just now."

"Hiss! Hiss!"

Shock!

He was shocked once again. Could it be that Long Yunxin had the ability to give people a bloodline?

Whether it was the Seven Great Immortal Sects, the eight major powers, or Ouyang Tianjian... All of them had ugly expressions on their faces. None of them had thought that Long Yunxin would be so powerful. In the face of the Seven Great Immortal Sects, Myriad Devils Sect, and all the major powers in Nebula Continent, Long Yunxin's power wasn't any weaker than theirs.

No one had ever thought that Long Yunxin would actually possess the power to bestow a person with a bloodline.

Furthermore, every bloodline was stronger than the Genuine Dragon Bloodline!

Myriad Devil and Flame Flood Dragon were completely dumbfounded.

Just now, they still had the strength to fight, but the sudden appearance of seven Holy Sovereign Level bloodlines crushed their last hope.

Let alone seven of them, none of them were a match for them.

There were a total of seven Holy Sovereign Level bloodlines, and every single one of them had reached the Spirit Sovereign realm, crushing all of them!

He was going to crush them all in all directions.

Just now, Ouyang Tianjian was still holding the Genuine Dragon Bloodline in contempt, but in the next moment, Zhao Xin unleashed seven Holy Sovereign Level bloodlines, and all of them were stronger than the Genuine Dragon Bloodline.

Zhao Xin didn't even look at Wan Mo and the Flame Flood Dragon. He turned his head to look at Ouyang Tianjian and said with a cold smile, "Just now, someone was mocking me for saying that I have no one, no strength, low grade bloodline, and poor cultivation level."

"Compete with me in terms of the number of Spirit Sovereigns?"

"Stop, stop, stop. I know you want to say that they aren't Spirit Sovereign. Fine, I don't have a real Spirit Sovereign today, but I want to thoroughly crush you in all aspects."

"Is the Spirit Sovereign very powerful?"

"Does the Spirit Sovereign have fifty thousand Spirit Heaven Stage soldiers?"

"Dragon Country Yuelin Army, it's your turn to perform!"

Zhao Xin shouted. In an instant, a row of black lines appeared in the sky.

In less than half a minute, fifty thousand Yuelin Army appeared in Huangjian Shan, surrounding the Coalition Forces of the Seven Great Immortal Sects.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Their voices shook the sky, and their imposing manner suppressed the entire scene!

There were exactly fifty thousand people, and each of them had a Spirit Heaven Stage aura!

Fifty thousand Spirit Heaven Stage, not to mention three Spirit Sovereign, even thirty Spirit Sovereign would be crushed to nothing by him!

One should know that the Seven Great Immortal Sects, Myriad Devils Sect, and the eight major powers combined had less than twenty thousand Spirit Heaven Stage, while the Dragon Country had fifty thousand Spirit Heaven Stage.

What kind of concept was this?

Fifty thousand Spirit Heaven Stage was definitely the strongest existence in the Nebula Continent, and breaking through the Imperial Sword City was only a matter of time.

He was shocked!

They were absolutely shocked!

Invisibly.

Zhao Xin gave Ouyang Tianjian a fierce slap on his face. This slap caused Ouyang Tianjian's face to feel a burning pain, an indescribable discomfort.

Everything that he was so proud of was now nothing in front of Long Yunxin.

Ouyang Tianjian had never thought that Zhao Xin would develop into such a terrifying position in two years' time. Fifty thousand Spirit Heaven Stage, how did he do it? The Yuelin Army was the foundation of an empire, it was an existence that protected the royal family. It would never betray them.

As for the Heavenly Heart Clan, Goblin Clan, and Wolf Clan, the Fox was either Zhao Xin's brother or Zhao Xin's woman.

"Yo, there seems to be a party here."

"Old Jia, let's see if our boss is here."

Just as everyone was still in shock about the fifty thousand Spirit Heaven Stage Yuelin Army, two mocking voices sounded out in the air.

Everyone looked over and saw that nearly three hundred Trolls and three hundred White Feathered Tigers had appeared in the sky.

Each Trolls and White Feathered Tiger's aura were not weaker than an eighth grade's!

"F * ck, another two ancient fifteen clans!"

"Could it be Long Yunxin's little brother again?"

"It's over."

Zhao Xin looked at Jia Dilang and White Feather Tiger King, and almost forgot about them.

Jia Dilang had already recovered from his injuries, and his strength had soared to the Sage Level. He was only a step away from the Demon Emperor realm.

Jia Dilang swept his Spiritual Sense and saw Zhao Xin almost instantly.

"Senior White, boss is over there!"

Both of them flashed and appeared in front of Zhao Xin with a strong gust of wind.

"Boss, long time no see."

"Hehe, boss, we're not late, right?"

The White Feather Tiger King and Jia Dilang's strength were the same, they were only a step away from Demon Emperor.

The emergence of the two peak grade ancient fifteen families had completely crushed the last life-saving straw in everyone's heart.

"Hahaha, it's not late, it's just right!"

Zhao Xin burst into laughter.1

Zhao Xin's laughter was like a slap on their faces, making them feel extremely uncomfortable.

Among the fifteen ancient families, the Goblin Clan, Heavenly Heart Clan, Wolf Clan and Trolls were all under Zhao Xin's command.

The corner of Ouyang Tianjian's eyes twitched. He snorted coldly and said, "So what if there are a lot of powerful warriors? So what if they are powerful? Today, the one who snatched the bride wasn't your subordinate, but you. Take out your Cyan Bug bloodline, in your bloodline. In terms of strength, you are still not as noble as me."

"Hahaha."

Ouyang Tianjian started to feel proud again, laughing loudly to hide the unhappiness in his heart.

No matter how strong Zhao Xin's subordinates were, they were not Zhao Xin himself. He still had the right to laugh at Zhao Xin.

"Ai, some people always think that they have a chance to turn the tables if you don't slap their faces."

"Then I will make you accept your defeat wholeheartedly."

"Azure Dragon Bloodline, give it to me!"

[Zhengwen]

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