"This secret method of this emperor is called bloodline foundation. Putting down his palm, the War Emperor looked directly at Chu Ling and said with a solemn expression.

"And the so-called foundation building is to cast a holy platform in the body to carry the beast spirit. As long as you can achieve the Holy Altar, then you can refine the beast spirit in advance and put it into your body without cultivating into a battle spirit body first. ”

"However, this kind of foundation building secret method has nothing to do with cultivation, but it pays great attention to bloodline. Theoretically, the stronger your own bloodline, the higher the success rate of achieving the Holy Order. ”

"Theoretically?" Chu Ling was stunned when he heard this, and looked at the War Emperor with some doubts. "Has no one ever used this secret method?"

The War Emperor suddenly looked at Chu Ling with some helplessness and said, "The disciples who have entered my Zhan Tianfu have never been able to refine the Beast Spirit Formation before cultivating the basic Thunder Battle Body to the Dacheng realm, they will be expelled, where will they get the next step of cultivation?" Therefore, the disciples of the Zhan Tianfu are all cultivating step by step, and no one has ever refined the beast spirit into the body before cultivating the Battle Spirit Body. ”

"Therefore, in the entire Zhantian Mansion, no one including this emperor has used this kind of foundation building secret method, so I will say that theoretically, the stronger the bloodline, the higher the success rate. But what the real situation is, the emperor doesn't know in his heart. ”

But speaking of this, a strange color flashed under the eyes of the War Emperor. Because he knew in his heart that Chu Ling's bloodline was the bloodline of the Emperor Demon, and in this Xuantian World, there were only a few bloodlines that could be on the same level as the bloodline of the Emperor Demon, but as for transcendence, there was no one.

Based on the bloodline of the Emperor Demon and using this bloodline to build a foundation, the probability of success should be quite high.

If it weren't for that, the War Emperor would not have informed Chu Ling of this secret method of foundation building.

"However, this method of building the foundation of the bloodline, the process is extremely dangerous and painful, if you are not careful, or you can't stick to it, if you give up halfway, it will cause the bloodline to collapse, and at least the cultivation will be completely wasted, and you will become a wasted person. At worst, the body collapses, and the god form is destroyed. The War Emperor looked deeply into Chu Ling's eyes and said with an extremely solemn expression.

"So this emperor reminds you one last time, carefully consider whether to carry out this secret method. Because of the final result, the emperor did not dare to make any guarantees. ”

"Hoo ......"

Chu Ling took a deep breath, then nodded solemnly. "The younger generations have already thought it through, and the predecessors of the War Emperor can do their best. ”

"Good!"

A flash of appreciation flashed in the eyes of the War Emperor, and then with a wave of his robe, the calm void suddenly distorted slightly, and when everything returned to quiet, Chu Ling found that he had returned to the top of the Golden Altar.

At this moment, Chu Ling was still sitting in the golden lake, holding the War Emperor Jian Crystal in both hands, while the War Emperor was standing in front of him, standing in the air.

Since Chu Ling had made up his mind, the War Emperor didn't say anything more, his hands were folded, and a dazzling and obscure ancient seal was conjured, and suddenly in the majestic sea of battle intent outside this space, there was an earth-shattering whistling sound.

Immediately, Chu Ling was moved to see that in the ocean of battle intent entrenched on the periphery, there were monstrous waves rolling up, and in the sky, the roaring and hovering desolate war dragon roared, swooped down, and shuttled and swam in the overwhelming battle intent waves.

Looking around, in all directions, there were a full ten desolate war dragons appearing.

"Photograph!"

The Battle Emperor who was standing in the air let out a low shout, his hands fixed on a strange seal, and then Chu Ling saw that the ten Flood Desolation War Dragons actually roared over, and then rushed into the golden lake under him.

Suddenly, the golden lake, which was originally relatively calm, became violently turbulent, like a drop of ice water dripping into a pot of oil. A devastating wave of rage emanated from the lake, as if capable of destroying anything that stepped into it.

The golden lake tumbled and tumbled, as if something was brewing, until at a certain moment, a stream of brilliant light burst out, and then intertwined on the surface of the lake to form a huge ancient magic circle.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the Battle Emperor Jian crystal that Chu Ling was holding tightly in his hand actually exploded, and then turned into mottled points of light, scattered in the golden lake.

Immediately, Chu Ling saw that those spots of light that had melted into the golden lake had turned into ancient words, and they were up and down in them. It seems, it's incomparable.

Chu Ling looked at the golden lake with ancient words floating in it under him, and Chu Ling couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva fiercely. Because he could feel what terrifying power was contained in this golden lake.

Chu Ling had a feeling that this golden lake now, even if a powerhouse of the Sun and Moon Realm entered it, it was very likely that it would be wiped out in an instant.

"Hah!"

A soft cry sounded, and Chu Ling looked up, but it was the Battle Emperor's handprint that changed again, and then a drop of golden blood condensed out of his body and suspended in front of him.

That drop of golden blood seemed to be extremely calm, but in the face of it, Chu Ling had a terrifying feeling of his scalp exploding. The skin all over the body is extremely tight, like a bowstring that has been pulled to the limit.

"The emperor's body has been destroyed in the great war of that year, and now only this last drop of natal essence blood remains. "The original condensed figure of the War Emperor looks much more illusory at this moment, obviously because of this drop of natal essence blood out of the body.

"With the help of this drop of natal essence blood, the success rate of your foundation building will be higher. But after all, it is the emperor's thing, and the energy contained in it is extremely majestic, and the difficulty of absorbing it is not small, so you cherish it yourself. The voice of the War Emperor became a little ethereal and weak, and he looked at Chu Ling and said in a deep voice.

"Seniors rest assured, juniors will never live up to the expectations of their predecessors!" Chu Ling's eyes flashed with excitement, he and this War Emperor had never known each other, but the latter helped him so much, this kind of affection was really heaven-high.

Chu Ling didn't know that the reason why the War Emperor would make such a bloody capital was because he was a descendant of the Emperor Demon Clan. If you were someone else, the Emperor of War would not have done this.

The Emperor of War is betting all his bets on Chu Ling, if Chu Ling succeeds in the future, the status of the Emperor of War will inevitably soar to the sky. When the time comes, in this Xuantian Great World, it will occupy a place.

"So much the best!"

With a flick of his fingers, the golden drop of natal essence blood slashed a graceful arc in mid-air, and then shot into Chu Ling's eyebrows.

At the same time, the sound of the war emperor's loud shouts was also suddenly sounding.

"Into the lake!"

Chu Ling's face directly became solemn, and then without hesitation, his hands quickly sealed, and then his body sank and dived into the golden lake.