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Chapter 1513 What the hell

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    "Yeah!" Ling Hao didn't hesitate and immediately followed the instructions.

    He knew very well that the old man wanted to help him achieve a breakthrough in cultivation.

    Boom!

    About half an hour later, an extremely terrifying aura burst out from Ling Hao, which was several orders of magnitude stronger than what he had before.

    "Eighth grade?!"

    Ling Hao couldn't help shouting.

    Just as he said, he did break through two levels directly and stepped into the eighth-grade Holy Emperor in one fell swoop!

    ¡°Moreover, we are still in the late eighth stage, only one step away from the ninth stage!

    Not only that, he vaguely felt that the blood power in his body was much stronger than before!

    In other words, the blessing effect of his bloodline power on his cultivation may have been improved!

    "Master Patriarch, are you still there?" Ling Hao asked after calming down his excitement.

    "I finally know why this leader asked you to come in to find the origin of the spiritual veins!" The old man's voice sounded in Ling Hao's mind again.

    "Not only do you have a special bloodline, but your physique is also extremely rare. It's really rare!"

    "Perhaps, you really can make it happen, I don't know for sure!"

    "Master Patriarch knows what my physique is?" Ling Hao was slightly stunned.

    This is the second time he has heard someone mention his special physique.

    The first time was naturally what Leng Po said.

    "You have yet to realize your potential!" The old man did not answer Ling Hao's words.

    "It's just that with the little remaining power of my soul consciousness, I can only help you so far."

    "From now on, as long as you follow your heart and stick to the right path, your future will be boundless"

    The old man¡¯s voice became weaker and weaker.

    "Thank you, Master Patriarch!" Ling Hao replied.

    "Although the move you just made, Long Ao Jiutian, was pretty good, it still failed to completely and effectively combine this move with your bloodline."

    The old man continued: "I will input the essence of this move into your consciousness later. You can learn more when you have time."

    "In addition, your Xuanyuan family ancestor and I created a set of mental methods for golden bloodline, specifically used to cultivate golden bloodline."

    ¡°We gave it a name, ¡®Pulse Building Technique¡¯.¡±

    "After practicing, your bloodline power will not only increase your combat power, but also greatly improve your defense."

    "If you can cultivate to the perfection state, it will be enough for you to withstand a full blow from an opponent who is a level higher than you!"

    "So exaggerated?!" Ling Hao couldn't help but ask.

    While asking the question, I was secretly surprised.

    Even, is there a cultivation of blood veins?

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    He is now the eighth-grade Holy Emperor. If he has perfected the 'Pulse Building Technique' now, even a strong eighth-grade Holy Emperor can't kill him with one move?

    For him, this is a timely help!

    For a warrior, attack power is obviously not the only decisive factor, body skills and defense are both indispensable.

    His current martial arts and body skills are pretty good, his only weakness is his defense.

    When you encounter an opponent who is three or four levels higher than you, although you can compete, you are often seriously injured.

    If you can improve your defense ability by several orders of magnitude, it would be great!

    "However, when you first start practicing, you will feel a little uncomfortable. Just bear with it. It will be fine after two or three times." The old man continued to add.

    As soon as the words fell, Ling Hao felt two streams of information entering his sea of ??consciousness.

    "Thank you, Master Patriarch!" Ling Hao spoke again.

    "By the way, Master Patriarch, do you know where the source of the spiritual veins can be found?"

    "You can't find her, you can only wait," the old man said intermittently: "Wait for her to come to you."

    "Is that so?" Ling Hao was stunned for a moment.

    "Yeah!" the old man replied.

    After a short pause, he said a few words again.

    "It is a great blessing to have a daughter in Tianshan"

    After the words fell, there was no more movement.

    "Master Patriarch, are you still there?" Ling Hao called tentatively.

    After a while, Ling Hao confirmed that the old man's soul consciousness had disappeared.

    "Thank you, Master Patriarch!"

    Ling Hao stood up and bowed deeply to the position where the old man was hanging in the air.

    He never imagined that he would come to this place in the heart of Tianshan MountainEarth, the origin of the spiritual vein has not been found, and unexpectedly met a leader from the Tianshan lineage thousands of years ago!

    ¡°Moreover, he was given a blessing!

    If you haven¡¯t experienced this personally, it would be absolutely unbelievable!

    Then, he sat down cross-legged again.

    Since the origin of the spiritual veins cannot be found and he can only wait passively, he has no other choice but to wait and see.

    It¡¯s just a good time to consolidate your cultivation and comprehend the essence of Long Ao Jiutian.

    As for the 'Pulse Building Technique', he is not in a hurry, there is only a long time to come.

    Time passed quickly, and four or five days passed before I knew it.

    During the past few days, Ling Hao sat cross-legged on the ground as if in trance and did not move at all.

    The essence of Long Ao Jiutian passed down to him by his ancestor was so profound that even with his monster-like martial arts talent, he could still see it in a fog.

    "I see!"

    On this day, Ling Hao suddenly opened his eyes, and a joyful look flashed across his face.

    After a few days, he finally realized it.

    He finally understood why he had a feeling of unfinished business when he used Long Ao Jiutian.

    It¡¯s like when that move was blasted out, a part of the skill remained in the body.

    Like other martial arts, it is impossible to attack with one move. Unless your own true energy cannot keep up, you will definitely use all your strength.

    And now, after understanding the hints given to him by the Patriarch, he finally knows what the problem is!

    Furthermore, he also officially confirmed that this move, Long Ao Jiutian, is a martial arts technique that is not restricted by cultivation level.

    Unlike other martial arts, it is highly restricted by realm.

    For example, if the Divine Emperor Realm martial arts are used by Saint Emperor Realm warriors, although they are equally powerful, they are much weaker than the real Saint Emperor Realm martial arts.

    And this Long Ao Jiutian has no limitations in this regard!

    It can be a divine emperor level martial skill, or it can be a saint emperor level martial skill, it all depends on what level Ling Hao's cultivation level is!

    "Um?!"

    After a while, just as Ling Hao stood up and prepared to walk around, his pupils shrank slightly.

    At this time, a group of lavender flames was suspended at a distance of more than ten meters from him.

    If you observe carefully, you will find that there is a humanoid outline looming inside the ball of arrogance, with all the facial features and limbs.

    It¡¯s like a purple elf.

    ¡°What stuff?¡± Ling Hao frowned tightly.

    Immediately afterwards, he released his spiritual power to cover the purple flame, trying to find out.

    Bang!

    However, as soon as his mental power touched the elf, his whole body was ejected like a cannonball.

    It flew backwards for a distance of three to four hundred meters, broke several stalactites one after another, and then fell heavily to the ground.

    Poof!

    The blood surging in his heart spurted out directly.

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