Seeing Ling Qingxue's great joy, Chen Mo warms up and exchanges Ling Qingxue's friendship with the ancient god's blood, which is definitely worth it.

After all, Ling Qingxue is a close disciple of Xumi Dongtian emperor. Her strength is unquestionable, especially her gentle character, and she treats Chen Mo well.

In addition, this time Chen Mo got Bingyu snow girl's divine status, it is not without harvest. Although the ancient god inheritance is powerful, it is not suitable for Chen Mo's cultivation.

Ling Qingxue got the blood of the ancient god, which was the first time to refine.

Chen Mo protects the law for him.

Time flies. In a twinkling of an eye, three days have passed.

In these three days, Ling Qingxue has refined the ancient god's blood.

Originally, her strength has been very strong.

But at the moment, Chen Mo has the feeling that she can't see through Ling Qingxue. There is a sea outside her body, and she can't feel Ling Qingxue's real cultivation.

"Ninth younger martial brother, let's go."

Ling Qingxue's eyes were like a picture, and she crossed a sincere smile, which shocked everyone in the audience.

They want to replace Chen Mo with Ling Qingxue's smile.

However, these people know that they are not Chen Mo, and they don't have Chen Mo's terrible chance. Only by getting the blood of ancient gods can they please Ling Qingxue.

Chen Mo also looks at Ling Qingxue, but there is only that kind of appreciative look on his face, and there is no love between men and women, which makes Ling Qingxue have more affection for Chen mo.

"Ninth younger martial brother, I have refined the blood of the ancient gods. There is no need to stay in this ancient god space, and I have to accept the inheritance of the ancient gods."

Hearing the speech, Chen Mo nodded and said, "eighth elder martial sister, let's go!"

"You still call me eighth elder martial sister?"

However, Ling Qingxue suddenly looked at Chen Mo discontentedly, "Xumi Dongtian has eight disciples, and you only have nine. I'm the third among the women. You can call me the Third Elder martial sister."

Third Elder martial sister?

Chen Mo looks stunned?

It's not that he didn't think that several of the eight disciples would be women.

Now hearing Ling Qingxue say this, Chen Mo is also a little surprised.

After all, women's physique is poor, and fairyland competition is cruel,

Chen Mo looks at Ling Qingxue solemnly and smiles apologetically, "Third Elder martial sister."

"That's right! Come on! I'll give you a present. " Ling Qingxue suddenly takes out a pink sachet from her arms. When her slender hand opens the sachet, she also has a look of tenderness.

In a moment, there are two eggs in the palm of Ling Qingxue's hand. These two eggs are the size of fists, but they emit extremely terrible pressure, which makes Chen Mo a little surprised.

"Third Elder martial sister, what is this?"

Ling Qingxue chuckled and said happily, "Ninth younger martial brother, I got two eggs by chance. Originally, I wanted to hatch these two eggs with my own blood. However, no matter how much I spend resources these years, these eggs can't hatch, and they also consume a lot of my blood. That's why I'm eager to find a strong blood to make up for the deficiency in my body, Now I think the power of your blood is stronger than mine. I think I have two dragon and phoenix eggs, and I'll give them to you. "

With that, Ling Qingxue gives Chen Mo one of the golden dragon eggs. When Chen Mo catches it, her whole arm is about to dislocate.

Heavy! Extremely heavy.

Even if Chen Mo goes all out, he can only pick up the dragon egg, but Chen Mo's whole body is already sweating, and his eyes are heavy when he looks at Ling Qingxue.

"Third Elder martial sister, is this really a dragon egg?"

Chen Mo can not make complaints about it: "how do I feel this is an iron egg?"

With these words, Chen Mo's back is about to bend down.

Seeing Chen Mo like this, Ling Qingxue couldn't laugh or cry, "what did the Third Elder martial sister cheat you for?"

"I used to get dragon and phoenix eggs, and I have been nourishing them with Qi and blood, so I can afford them. You have to pour blood into them to hatch them."

After hearing this, Chen Mo was a little puzzled.

Although he has strong Qi and blood, he still listens to Ling Qingxue.

It's estimated that it will take a lot of resources for the eggs to hatch. It happens that Chen Mo doesn't have any resources. After all, he just came to fairyland.

But the dragon egg is Ling Qingxue's good intention, so Chen Mo only injected blood to nourish the dragon egg. With the overflow of Chen Mo's blood, a lot of blood power swept into the dragon egg.

Buzz, buzz!

Xuanguang suddenly appears, and the dragon egg appears strong. It seems that there is a violent force to break the shell and let countless people look at the dragon egg.

"Can't this be the real dragon?"

Everyone looks surprised, incredible looking at the egg, "if this is really the egg, Chen Mo is making a lot of money."

The real dragon is also unique in the fairyland, but Chen Mo gets the dragon egg because he gives the blood of the ancient god to Ling Qingxue.

So he opened his eyes and looked at Chen Mo with unbelievable eyes on his face.

However, this is just the beginning.

With Chen Mo's injection of blood, the dragon egg suddenly erupted a strong blood light.

The blood light seems to carry the endless dragon power, so that countless people's eyes are surprised, and then they look at the dragon egg is also unbelievable eyes.

"What's the matter?"

"Can't a dragon egg come out of its shell?"

Everyone felt that this idea was about to come true. The dragon egg smelled of blood under Chen Mo's blood, which immediately shocked the eyes of countless people.

Click!

With a clear and strange sound, the egg fell apart on the spot, immediately showing a lifelike little dragon. This little dragon has the power of the sea. Although its body is only the size of a palm, it is full of the power of the beast.

"Hatching?"

Seeing the golden dragon, Ling Qingxue's face was surprised.

She didn't expect that Chen Mo would be the hatching dragon, which is unexpected to her. Meanwhile, Ling Qingxue looks at Chen Mo with wide eyes.

"Ninth younger martial brother, you are really there. You have hatched the Dragon so quickly. If you go on like this, your strength will surely advance by leaps and bounds and become very powerful."

Ling Qingxue talks and looks at Chen Mo carefully. But Chen Mo's face has an unexpected look. "Third Elder martial sister, I didn't expect that I could hatch dragon eggs, and this is definitely due to the Third Elder martial sister."

After hearing this, Ling Qingxue's face also has a smile. She can make up for Chen Mo's loss with dragon eggs, which is something she never thought of.

"Ninth younger martial brother, let's go!"

In other words, Ling Qingxue left first, and the others immediately followed.

At the entrance, when Ling Qingxue's idea fluctuates, she suddenly feels the existence of the ancient god, even if there is a figure.

Seeing this, everyone looked at it one after another, and it was the ancient god that reflected in the pupil.

At this moment, the ancient god looked at everyone, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It's good that you finally find the blood of the ancient gods and refine them."

"Next, those who get the blood of ancient gods can get my inheritance."

With a wave of the ancient god's hand, a dark light immediately fell on Ling Qingxue's body.

Buzz, buzz!

Xuanguang surging, Ling Qingxue immediately felt a memory injection in her mind, immediately eyes a bright, looking at the ancient god is also surprised.

"This is the inheritance of ancient gods. It's really powerful."