"By the way, this classmate doesn’t know your name yet."

Han Tianxin suddenly became nervous when he heard that Shang Qiushui asked about his name, but Li Xuandao casually said his pseudonym, "My name is Li Dashan."
Now Li Cheng is treading on thin ice, so naturally he can’t reveal his details, and his name resounds all over the mainland. If he is heard by the Templars, it is very likely to alarm the other side.
There is no doubt that it is still autumn water. Nodding and laughing, "Good Li Dashan is as heavy as a mountain. Although you have already worshipped into our eternal night sanctuary, you must abide by those complicated rules, but some processes still cannot be removed."
"Come on, I’ll take you somewhere."
Chapter 14 The king’s blood has not been fanned by me to cry.
Chapter 14 The king’s blood has not been fanned by me to cry.
Still colchicine led three people to a palace as high as ten feet.
Tianhong Hall!
There are many practitioners in this hall, and Li Xuandao’s eyes swept and found that these practitioners are all freshmen who have just worshipped in the Eternal Night Holy Hospital.
"We have the talent, strength, and blood vessels of Eternal Night Sanctuary. You have just been recognized by Dean Sima. Your strength and talent have all passed, but blood vessel examination is essential. Because the higher your blood vessels are, the more attention will be paid to them. I believe that your body is so strong and your blood vessels will not be too weak."
It’s still autumn water, and the people in the places where he lived were frightened and evaded on both sides, just like this handsome boy, just like the abyss demon, which was terrible.
"Isn’t the blood too low to be valued by the college?" Han Tianxin low drink asked
"Of course not"
It’s undeniable that Li Xuandao can’t help breathing heavily because of the amorous feelings of if she but turned her head and smiled, there were cast a hundred spells, who is still in autumn water. "We always respect the strength of the Holy Hospital, and you are strong enough. The college will pay attention to training, but the higher the blood force, the greater the potential."
The sound fell three people have walked to the front of the podium.
At this time, an old man raised his hand and cut a female finger to drop each other’s blood into a crystal ball.
Suddenly this crystal ball sends out an amazing light.
Seeing the golden light bursting out, five golden firm but gentle handles emerge faintly. These firm but gentle strokes are as concise as horses, and you can feel the sharp breath through the crystal ball.
"Five golden flying swords"
"Good pure royal blood"
"Lin Tianjiao deserves to be the only daughter of Pingyang Hou, the orthodox royalty, so powerful."
Listening to all the people talking about Lin Tianjiao’s face flashed with pride.
But when she saw Li Xuandao behind her, she immediately turned pale with fear and hurriedly avoided it.
"What five golden flying swords"
With a wave of his hand, the old man glanced at Shang Qiushui’s eyes and flashed a different color. Soon he looked at Li Xuandao and Han Tianxin with a solemn face and said with a smile, "Who will come first, you two?"
"I’ll go first"
See Li Xuandao indifferent Korea, as the previous step stretched out his right hand.
The old man smiled at the fingertips, and Han Tianxin’s fingers were lightly stroked, and immediately Han Tianxin’s fingers were cut and squeezed out a drop of blood.
No more, no less, just one drop.
This shows how subtle the old man’s manipulation of power is.
"So let’s take a look at what kind of blood it is that can still value the practitioner?" The old man gently fell into the water with a single shot of Han Tianxin’s blood.
Suddenly everyone held their breath.
The crystal ball suddenly flashed a light, but before everyone could react, the light quickly dimmed.
"hmm?"
"What blood is this?"
"Ha-ha, it must be a low blood vein to maintain it for such a short time. It seems that he is another untouchable."
Seeing this, the onlookers burst into laughter.
The old man raised his head and flashed a startled look.
Blood power and magic have a strict hierarchy.
According to the level, it can be divided into seven levels: low level, high level, top level, king level, emperor level and emperor level.
The more crystal balls appear, the longer the light lasts, which means the higher the blood level, the greater the potential.
Vein-level manipulation
This is a person’s talent, depending on his ancestral ability.
The stronger the strength of the ancestors, the purer the blood, the higher the level. On the contrary, if the ancestors are not too strong, the blood level of the characters will not be too high, and they can have top blood at most.
At a higher level, the blood of the king, the emperor and the emperor
Only those ancestors who were princes, princes, relatives, relatives, or practitioners who ruled the emperor could have them. That is why those ancestors had strong men and nobles would be pretentious and look down on those civilian practitioners.
Lin Tianjiao’s five golden flying swords are the blood of the king.
Although Han Tianxin’s veins were not clearly seen, it is definitely not a senior vein to maintain them for such a short time.
"It’s really not easy to cultivate such blood to the peak of then."
Although the old man praised him, his eyes flashed with disdain. Obviously, he looked down on Han Tianxin from the bottom of his heart, along with his eyes looking at Li Xuandao, mixed with contempt.
How high can a practitioner’s blood level be if he can mix with a pariah?
He really can’t understand why he is so talented that he can get mixed up with such a mean pariah.
"Don’t be discouraged. The blood level doesn’t mean anything. Just like the higher you cultivate, the stronger you are. You need to be steadfast and practice. You can also win the peak. Those emperors are also ordinary blood, but aren’t they also arrogant and arrogant?" See Korea, as look slightly depressed Li Xuandao light comfort way
However, his practitioners were extremely disdainful of Li Xuandao’s words.
Lin Tianjiao snorted even more proudly. "Yes, blood power doesn’t mean anything, but we are born with great talent, magical powers, and so on. I’m afraid it’s also possible to get these things as a civilian cultivation generation?"
"Ha, ha, ha, yes, there is really nothing about blood power. We are just stronger than you."