Then, a long-lost voice rang in his mind.
"The host absorbs the yolk of the king's egg, turns on the [Blood of the Overlord], and automatically reaches the full level."
[Bloodline of Overlord]: The dragon gives birth to nine sons, the sixth is the overlord, the bloodline of Overlord, likes to carry heavy things, can carry three mountains and five mountains with great strength!
Full-level effect: The physical defense and strength are greatly improved, and the bloodline can be upgraded by carrying a huge amount of weight.
Ye Yang stood up and touched his arm. When he tried hard, a pattern like a turtle shell flashed across it.
"Bloodline? That king beast is actually one of the nine sons of the true dragon?" Ye Yang asked in surprise.
"And can you upgrade your bloodline? After the upgrade, is it possible to become a true dragon bloodline?" He noticed the full-level effect again, this time even more surprised.
The real dragon once left only scale claws on the earth, and Ye Yang had the honor to observe the simplified version of the dragon yin, and thus comprehend the real dragon yin. It was only one real dragon roar from the full version of the real dragon language.
This ancient creature is perhaps the strongest ancient species born in the first place?
If you can really get in touch with them, you might get into the ultimate mystery of the two worlds!
But before that, Ye Yang had the idea of carrying heavy objects.
"Senior Brother Fan, how many catties does the stone lion in front of our Huo Stove Hall weigh?" Ye Yang smiled.
"Let's not mention how many kilograms of it, the king egg yolk, you have all digested it?" Fan Yi smiled and swallowed, shocked.
Ye Yang wondered, "Yeah, isn't that simple? Is it possible to have me spit it out and give it back to you?"
Fan Yixiao took a breath, "Do you know that this thing must be combined with seven or eight precious medicinal materials before it can be taken, and after taking it, it will take at least ten and a half months to fully absorb it?"
Ye Yang touched the back of his head, "Then maybe I have a stronger digestive ability?"
"Strong you, a big-headed ghost!" Fan Yixiao circled Ye Yang twice and looked up and down a dozen times, but he didn't find Ye Yang any discomfort.
"It's weird, you have neither skin cracks, muscle tears, nor internal injuries..." Fan Yixiao squeezed Ye Yang's skin curiously, "What kind of monster are you?"
Ye Yang touched his nose, "I have cultivated the enemy-free soldier body to perfection, maybe because of this?"
"Yes, maybe because of this!" Fan Yi smiled and nodded.
"Don't mention this for now, how many catties are this stone lion?" Ye Yang asked again.
"Three hundred thousand catties are heavy, and the whole body is full of solid stones!" Fan Yi smiled immediately.
"Okay," Ye Yang nodded, "Also, I have cultivated the enemy-free soldier body to completion. Should I be rewarded for contribution points by the mission hall?"
Fan Yixiao nodded, "Yes, and contribute a lot, you..."
When he turned around, he found that Ye Yang had actually carried the stone lion on his back.
"You...?" Fan Yixiao's eyes widened, and he didn't know that Ye Yang wanted to hit him with a stone lion.
"I will exercise my weight-bearing ability." Ye Yang smiled, "Let's go, Brother Fan, I don't know where the mission hall is."
After speaking, he took a step forward, leaving a shallow footprint.
Fan Yixiao grumbled and swallowed. The ground was also paved with solid stones, but Ye Yang's foot was a mark...
"Look at the Huo Stove Hall carefully, choose vegetables to make a fire, and wait until I come back to cook!" He turned his head and said to the big men in the northern gods.