Shhh!
Seeing Fang Yin appear, the masked old man's eyes trembled slightly, and he quickly rose into the sky and landed beside Qin Feiyang.
"Well?"
Qin Feiyang looked at him suspiciously.
"Don't talk."
The masked old man secretly transmitted his voice, and looked at Fang Yin carefully up, down, left and right.
Meanwhile.
The emperor and others below were also staring at Fang Yin, with great surprise.
"It's really the Dragon Seal!"
The masked old man looked at the square seal for a moment, then looked at the bottom of the square seal.
When he saw the purple gold dragon branded on the bottom of the square seal, his eyes were filled with shock.
"Well?"
Qin Feiyang was taken aback, looked at the masked old man in surprise, and asked, "How do you know?"
Shenlong Art, there are four styles in total!
And this square seal is the first style, the dragon seal!
"Not only does this old man know that this is the Divine Dragon Seal, but he also knows that you have mastered the Divine Dragon Art now."
"I know better, the blood in your body has also changed."
The masked old man laughed hoarsely.
At the same time, with a wave of the old big hand, a piece of divine power swept out and flew towards Qin Feiyang's wrist.
Before Qin Feiyang could react, he felt a pain in his wrist.
When he looked down, there was already a wound on his wrist.
A strand of purple-gold blood slowly overflowed from the wound.
"Well?"
Looking at this purple gold blood, Qin Feiyang's expression rose with a hint of surprise.
When he looked inside the body before, he didn't feel any breath in the blood.
But now.
When this Zijin blood flowed out of the body, it exuded a strong dragon might, like dragon blood!
"What?"
"Purple gold blood?"
The emperor and others also saw the Zijin blood, and their faces were full of incredible.
The masked old man looked at Zijin blood with hot eyes, and said, "Do you know what kind of blood this is? This is Zijin dragon blood!"
"Dragon Blood!"
Qin Feiyang's eyes trembled.
"That's right."
"Now you have dragon blood flowing in your body, and it is pure dragon blood!"
The masked old man nodded.
"Why is this happening?"
Qin Feiyang asked instinctively, his face full of wonder.
"Because you got the inheritance of Emperor Qin."
"Do you know? The blood in Emperor Qin's body is also the blood of the Zijin Dragon."
"Also, only those with purple gold dragon blood can practice the Divine Dragon Art!"
"As far as the old man knows, in this world, the only people who have the blood of the purple gold dragon are you and Emperor Qin."
The masked old man said.
"This…"
Qin Feiyang was speechless.
"Are you shocked?"
The masked old man asked with a smile.
"Yes."
Qin Feiyang nodded.
"Then can you tell this old man, where did you get the Qin Emperor's inheritance?"
The masked old man secretly said.
"People…"
The words "mermaid family" were about to blurt out, but Qin Feiyang suddenly became vigilant.
The masked old man smiled: "Actually, if you don't say it, the old man knows it."
"Know?"
Qin Feiyang looked at him suspiciously.
The masked old man smiled faintly and said, "The holy place of the mermaid family, right?"
"What?"
Qin Feiyang's body trembled violently, and his eyes were full of horror.
I really know!
"The world thinks that Emperor Qin did not leave behind the cultivation method of Shenlong Jue."
"But not really, he stayed."
"It's just that he left the inheritance of the Shenlong Art in the statue of the mermaid family, waiting for a lucky descendant to inherit it."
"Exactly."
"You went to the mermaid family and got this complete inheritance."
"Perhaps, it's no coincidence that you can get this inheritance."
"It was Emperor Qin, the result that was expected long ago."
The masked old man sighed, with an inexplicable emotion in his tone.
"Expected result?"
"You mean, the first generation of emperors had predicted that I would go to the mermaid family as early as ten thousand years ago?"
Qin Feiyang frowned.
"That's right."
The masked old man nodded.
Qin Feiyang didn't believe it.
He knew that the first emperor was very strong.
But predicting the future is simply a fantasy!
Be aware.
At that time, he wasn't even born!
The masked old man glanced at Qin Feiyang, shook his head and smiled: "I can only tell you that Emperor Qin's strength is beyond your imagination."
"Then tell me, I have opened the Purple Gold Dragon Soul for so long, why did I not get the inheritance of the Divine Dragon Art until today?"
Qin Feiyang said.
"The old man has said before that one must have the blood of a purple-gold dragon to cultivate the Divine Dragon Art."
"In the past, although you were also a descendant of Emperor Qin, you did not really inherit the power of Emperor Qin's blood."
"To put it bluntly, the former you are not qualified to inherit this inheritance."
The masked old man said.
Qin Feiyang suddenly realized.
Purple gold dragon blood is an essential factor in the cultivation of the divine dragon art.
Without the blood of the Purple Gold Dragon, it would be impossible.
The masked old man said again: "And the inheritance left by Emperor Qin is also a test."
"The test?"
Qin Feiyang was taken aback.
"Yes!"
"Death and then live!"
"The power of self-abandoning blood is not something that anyone dares to do."
"Especially a monster like you."
"Because the better the talent, the more cherished the power of their own blood."
The masked old man said.
"I agree with that."
"If it wasn't for the current emperor who forced me to do this, I wouldn't have done such a stupid thing because of the power of the bloodline."
Qin Feiyang sighed.
"Do you hate him?"
"No, you should actually thank him."
"If he hadn't forced you, would you be able to awaken Zijin Dragon's Blood?"
"Maybe in this lifetime, you will not be able to wake up."
"If you can't awaken the blood of the purple gold dragon, you will naturally not be able to get this inheritance from Emperor Qin."
The masked old man laughed.
"Thank you?"
Qin Feiyang smiled coldly and asked, "Apart from practicing the Divine Dragon Art, is there any other benefit to this purple gold dragon blood?"
"Of course."
"The most obvious is your talent."
"After awakening Zijin Dragon Blood, your talent and understanding will double and skyrocket."
"The speed of cultivation can at least double on your current basis."
"As for the other benefits, it is inconvenient for you to say more, and leave it to you to discover slowly."
The masked old man said.
Qin Feiyang was very excited.
Let's not talk about talent and comprehension, but only talk about the speed of cultivation.
Opening the door to potential, his cultivation speed is already amazing.
But now, it can be doubled on this basis!
Make an analogy.
It takes a year for him to go from one-star warrior to training to two-star warrior.
Then now, he only needs half a year!
This kind of speed is simply shocking to death!
"How do you know so clearly, who are you? And why does it give me a familiar yet strange feeling?"
Qin Feiyang looked at the masked old man with confusion in his eyes.
"You shouldn't be too concerned about your status as an old man."
"Let's think about how to get the emperor to sign that unequal contract."
"After all, if you can't get him to nod, you can't roam in the Forgotten Continent with peace of mind."
The masked old man pondered for a while, and said with a smile.
Qin Feiyang frowned and asked secretly, "What do you think of seniors?"
"If the national teacher or the little prince is still used to threaten him, there is no doubt that it will be a long tug-of-war."
"After all, he is the monarch of a country, and in front of so many people, he can't let go of this face."
"You can try another way, maybe it's more effective than this one."
The masked old man said.
"Another way…"
Qin Feiyang pondered, and then cupped his hands a little: "Thank you for your guidance, senior."
"Whoo!"
Next.
He exhaled a long breath, and his mind moved, and the nine-leaf fire lotus and the red sword soul that guarded him also returned to the sea of qi.
The gaze also became cold and severe.
No matter what happened before, at least his wish has been fulfilled.
From now on, he has nothing to do with the emperor!
Shhh!
He lowered his head and glanced at the crowd below, finally looking at the emperor.
In the look, there is no more pain and sadness in the past, and it looks extremely indifferent.
It's like looking at a stranger!
"Do you know what this is?"
Qin Feiyang waved his big hand, and the dragon seal suspended in front of him suddenly rose against the wind!
One after another terrifying aura emerged frantically, overwhelming the sky and the earth.
Boom!
Finally.
The Dragon Seal has grown to a size of several hundred zhang, like a majestic mountain, carrying the deafening sound of wind and thunder, heading towards the emperor to suppress it!
Looking at the dragon seal, the four false gods such as the emperor and Qin Lao, the suspicion in my heart was even stronger.
What exactly is that?
Why does it give them a sense of déjà vu?
Meanwhile!
Lu Xingchen, who was hiding in the space fetish, looked at the dragon seal, with inexplicable rays of light flashing in the depths of his eyes.
"So familiar…"
Mrs Mystery also had a look of confusion on her face.
"What is it?"
Mu Qing was surprised.
"Can't remember for a while…"
Lady Mystery shook her head.
"It's the first form of Shenlong Jue, Shenlong Seal!"
Right now.
A slightly excited voice spread in this place.
The person who spoke was Qin Feiyang's mother!
She is also looking at the dragon seal, with a bright smile on her face.
"Dragon Seal!"
However.
The four false gods, such as the emperor and Qin Lao, when they heard these three words, they felt like a thunderbolt, their body and mind trembled!
Their faces, their eyes, were filled with disbelief!
Because they were reminded by the woman in white, they all remembered.
Finally know what is the Zijin blood flowing out of Qin Feiyang's body?
Mu Qing glanced at the expressions of the emperor and others, turned to look at the woman in white, and asked, "Auntie, what is the magic of the dragon?"
"Shenlong Art is a kind of battle art created by 'Emperor Qin'."
"In those days, his ability to outshine the heroes mainly depended on this Divine Dragon Art."
"And this divine dragon art has surpassed the limit of a perfect battle art!"
This time, it was Mrs. Mystery who spoke.
She had a deep fear and shock in her eyes.
It seems that she is quite familiar with Emperor Qin.
"Beyond the boundaries of perfect battle tactics?"
Mu Qing's eyes widened in anger.
Isn't this the legendary magic trick?
That is to say.
This bastard, since the power of the bloodline was abolished, not only did his previous talents not disappear, but he also got a great fortune?
"His talent, far from disappearing, is more terrifying than before!"
"I can even predict that another emperor of Qin will rise soon!"
The mysterious lady said solemnly.