End of the Magic Era

Because he also understands what ancient demon blood in a pool stands for, it is enough to take the Watsons to a new height, and may even give birth to a strong enough to rival star sage Joey, and become half a foot into the realm of transcendence.

No, no, no, not only can you touch the extraordinary realm, but even the effect of the blood of the ancient gods will bring the Watsons to a new heavenly strength!

Too bad...

It was all ruined by Red Watson.

If Red Watson hadn't given up control, the Watsons might have gotten the blood of the ancient demons.

Thinking about it, this Level 8 Enclosure Magic Mentor, looking at Red Watson, already has an irresistible fire, and he can't care less about the so-called style, his face growls: “Red Watson, you idiot, you idiot! Take a good look, take a good look at all the stupid things you've done, the whole pool of ancient demon blood, you gave it all to the Merlin family! ”

In the face of angry Thursworth, Red Watson dared not speak at all. His face was pale and his eyes were full of fear.

Red Watson realized the seriousness of the problem when he found out it was the blood of the ancient gods.

If only I could have asked His Excellency Tharth to speak to Mafa Merlyn at the time, at least I wouldn't be ashamed like I am now...

“His Excellency Cersei.” By the time Thursworth had scolded Red Watson for four or five minutes, Lin Yun suddenly interrupted him.

Immediately afterwards, the Eighth Enclosure Mage turned around and looked at Lin Yun. First, he stunned and took a deep breath. His emotions gradually recovered: “Merlin Mage, what is it? ”

“Sir Cersei, I think I just heard you shouting about the blood of the ancient demons...”

“No, there's no such thing as the blood of the ancient gods, Merlin, are you listening incorrectly...” Thurswason refuses to admit.

“Dear Sir, lying is not a good habit...” Lin Yun looked far away at Thirsworth, and although he still had a smile on his face, the words he said already carried an indefensible dissatisfaction.

“Er...” Thorsworth's face stagnated. Even if the fool could hear it, the young demon's words had already led to a slight dissatisfaction. Thinking about it, Thorsworth could not help but create a slight regret. He forgot the strength and status of the other party, and the resentment generated by the previous loss of the Divine Demon's blood, so there was inevitably a slight dissatisfaction outside the discourse.

Today, this slight dissatisfaction is obviously perceived by the other party...

Forget it...

The blood of the demon is lost and lost. If the relationship between the two sides is turned back into hostility because of a slight dissatisfaction with itself, it is not a good thing for the whole Watson family, I'm afraid...

Thinking about it, Thursworth sighed and said with a bitter bitterness: "Well, Merlin, it is indeed the blood of the ancient gods, these golden fluids, are the blood of the ancient gods...”

“Oh?” Lin Yun couldn't help but notice here.

At the beginning, I did know that there must be something very precious in the place where the mountain python should be guarded, so I made a careful eye when negotiating with Red Watson, but I really didn't think that the so-called precious things would be so precious...

The blood of the ancient gods, what is this concept...

“Mentor Merlin, have you heard that our Watson ancestor Claude Watson...”

“Of course, without breaking the name of Saint Claus Watson, no one in the Northender world has ever heard...” As soon as Thorsworth's voice fell, Lin Yun recalled the information about the Watson family's ancestor.

In the distant Third Dynasty, the Watsons were born a true heavenly man, and that man, Claude Watson. At the same time, he is one of the strongest sword saints in the Watson family's history and is known by future generations as the Unbroken Sword Sage. Because his body is not only as hard as iron, but even immune to most magic attacks.

At a time when Clousen was only a Grade 9 Sword Saint, he was the first human being ever to enter the flame of anger by a very coincidence.

However, no one knows what he has encountered and discovered here, but by the time he comes out of his anger, he is no longer a Grade 9 sword saint, but a true heavenly strength...

“Exactly, the ancestor.” After that, Thursworth paused for a moment and went on to say: "But no one but us Watsons knew that he was not only in the flames, he even crossed the Horn of Mercy and found this half...”

“…” Lin Yun's eyes lit up, then the most critical part.

“Afterwards, he will write a note about what happened half the time. But unfortunately, although this note is in the ancestral land, we only found half..."

“I want to know if Claude Watson's been here, what happened here.” Lin Yun frowned.

“The ancestors did come here and immersed themselves in the blood of the ancient gods, which is why they became the heavenly ones here...” Thursworth stared at the sink where the blood of the ancient gods was placed and forcefully squeezed a smile.

“ …… ”

Lin Yun shook his head in the dark, and the truth of the matter was definitely not that simple. He was able to see that Thurswason's words were not finished. That is, he is knowingly hiding. Of course, Lin Yun can also understand. After all, these are the secrets of the Watsons family. People can talk about this, which has already satisfied him.

In fact, it is now possible to roughly explain why the mountain python has been able to sleep and awaken nine times in a row in this snowy place.

You know, every time a mountain python wakes up, you need to eat a lot of food, like that mountain python that was once in the Third Dynasty, because it swallowed a city of humans, gaining enough strength to stay asleep. Look at this snowy place. There's no prey here.

In other words, it is the blood of the ancient gods that powers this mountain giant python.

But this mountain python obviously cannot absorb too much blood at once, at most, that is, one bite. Otherwise, even an ancient fae mountain python cannot bear the power of terror.

Looking at the pool filled with the blood of the ancient gods, Thirsworth's mind is very bitter. This is the blood of the ancient gods. It once created the blood of the ancient gods who could not break the sword. It was a whole pool, but now it is rubbing its shoulders with itself. This means that the Watsons have lost the opportunity to be born a superior, and they will become the thousands of ancient sinners of the Watsons.

“Is three enough?” Lin Yun's voice came out of nowhere.

“Ah?” Thursworth's face clotted with bitterness, looking incredibly at Lin Yun.

“Is three enough?” Lin Yun's voice is obviously a little more impatient this time.

At this point, Thursworth finally reacted, and the bitterness on his face turned into a surprise, nodding his head: "Enough, enough, enough. ”

Thorsworth never thought that Lin Yun would hand out three bottles of the old demon's blood to the Watsons. Not to mention the generosity of this young magician.

Three bottles of blood are really enough for them not only to support themselves straight to the scale, but even to allow Red Watson and Antus to double step the Eighth Class Enclosure Master, which is equivalent to falling pie for the Watsons.

It's not just the faces of Thursworth, Red Watson and Antus, it's also full of surprises. As part of this infiltration, it is clear that they are also eligible to receive a bottle of the blood of the ancient gods. All of a sudden they feel satisfied with this kind of turnaround...

Soon, Red Watson volunteered to fill three bottles of blood.

“Merlin, what are you going to do with the rest of the blood?” By this time, the blood had been loaded. Thorsworth was obviously in a good mood and looked at Lin Yun with a laugh.

“I haven't thought about it yet...” Lin Yun just frowned lightly. In fact, how to properly handle the blood of these ancient demons is really a problem.

“Merlin, I have a suggestion...”

“Oh? Say it.” Lin Yun nodded.

“I'm sure you should also know that our Watson ancestors became heavenly sword saints by bathing in the blood of the ancient gods...”

“Well, I do know.” Lin Yun couldn't help but frown when he heard about it: “But we can't just take a bath...”

“No, no, no. I mean, the best way to do this is to move this sink straight away. ”

“Okay, I get it...”

“But unfortunately, I can't put that much in my space artifact.” There is a bit of regret in Thursworth's expression: “Normal space artifacts cannot withstand the power of blood, but if there is a true spirit artifact or an extraordinary level of artifact, space artifact can be tried. ”

“I'll take care of it...” As a result, Sooth Watson just finished, Lin Yun interrupted his speech and called for the recess and Lena and others to dig up the whole pool.

Soon, the crowd became busy...

About three minutes later, a giant bowl three meters long, wide and tall appeared in the sight of the crowd, filled with the blood of the ancient gods.

Then, Lin Yun opened the natural half-side.

Originally a calm space, suddenly the wind made a big scene, rolling up countless wind frosts, as if throwing a stone on the calm lake surface, as space cracks gradually appeared, the scene in front of me gradually became obscure, the space was severely distorted, immediately after, time was like solidification...