C13 Blood of Great Roc

Opening the silver chest, Ling Hao and the other two looked over.

Four white medicinal bottles, transparent enough to see the flow of liquid, and two black books, seemingly filled with the passage of time.

"What lousy thing is this? This is an inheritance?"

Yang Haoyue's face was filled with disappointment. Yang Linglong who was beside him picked up a book and exclaimed: "The secret of the divine roc."

"Sis, is this really that powerful?"

"Of course, Old Man Limitless was created by the great roc himself. His entire life of cultivation and comprehension was all within this book. If he could read this book thoroughly, he would benefit greatly from it."

Ling Hao did not reveal any expression on his face when he heard them talk about the cultivation art. He was more interested in what kind of liquid was in the medicine bottle.

"This seems to be a flying cultivation art with a great roc spreading its wings." Yang Linglong continued to pick up the other book and flipped through it a few times.

After opening the bottles and taking a whiff, Ling Hao's heart trembled. These four bottles contained the blood essence of the golden rocs, the energy contained inside was huge, and he only needed two of them to break through to the eighth level of Qi Condensation.

Based on what he had seen and heard, these realms all required an increase in energy. He had experienced all of these in his previous life, so even if he were to level up, his foundation would not be unstable.

Linglong, take these two books and these two bottles, one for each of you. When you realize that you can break through but not break through, take it.

Yang Linglong said: "No, this time you have spent so much effort on those two books, my brother and I will take one bottle each." She was referring to the effect of Ling Hao's formation, if not for the formation screen, it would be difficult to return.

Yang Yue also nodded. "Brother Ling, my sister is right."

Ling Hao picked up the two secret scriptures and shook his head, thinking that if these things were to spread out in the cultivation world, it would indeed cause a bloody scene and countless people would fight over it, but it was not worth mentioning in front of him.

All he needed right now was something to raise his cultivation level.

"All of you, stop talking. If I don't want it, then I don't want it." He then stuffed one each into each book, leaving behind two bottles of blood essence.

Looking at the elegant figure of the young man slowly disappearing into the distance, Yang Linglong's eyes flashed with emotions. He really is a strange young man.

"Sis, what are you looking at? Brother Ling has already disappeared. " Yang Yue saw the luster in his sister's eyes and immediately smiled. "Oh, oh, I understand."

Yang Linglong, who was completely confused, glanced at his brother. What did this fellow understand?

"You must have taken a fancy to Brother Ling, right?" Let me tell you, Brother Ling and I are extremely close. If you want to talk to me, I'll tie your strings. Why didn't you talk to me? If you don't tell me, how would I know? "You …"

"Bam!"

All that answered was his fist, and all that was taken away was blood.

Then, along the way, a certain someone was beaten black and blue, and his face was swollen, as if he had been wronged. He touched his sore cheek.

Ling Hao passed through the Flame Clan's front door and saw that in the middle, in the middle, there were a few hundred youths and girls training.

They followed the sequence of events and listened to Bai Han's teachings, not daring to slack off in the slightest, as they were afraid that they would be eliminated in the upcoming Flame Clan Competition.

When he saw Ling Hao walking past him, Teacher Bai Han asked coldly: "Where have you been recently? "You don't even know how to put on an act?"

In his impression, this youth was equally famous as the Lazy Fallen, who used to follow all his students in morning training and practice martial arts in the afternoon. But now, he was getting more and more outrageous, and in his eyes, he really did not have a teacher.

A youth whose natural talent is close to trash, if I don't teach you a lesson, you really think you have extraordinary talent.

"Didn't you hear what I said?"

Looking at the youth who was still walking forward, Bai Han's eyes flashed with a cold light.

"Useless trash, don't you have a mentor like me in your eyes?"

Ling Hao stopped in his tracks, feeling a little helpless.

"Who are you calling trash?"

Without waiting for Ling Hao to speak, a beautiful voice came out from the competition grounds.

Yang Linglong was dressed in purple and her peerless looks were revealed to everyone present. Everyone was shocked by her beauty.