The breath of the old turtle shocked their faces to change wildly.

After so many years, they really waited for the rebirth of Emperor Xuanwu!

It's just that the current Xuanwu Emperor seems to have an unstable breath, and his cultivation is too weak, so he doesn't seem to have awakened his memory, right?

"My God, Elder, are you sure this is the Baptistery?"

The old turtle swallowed his saliva, looked at the baptismal pool of magma tumbling in confusion, and turned his head to look at the two old men in Mai.

"Why am I lying to you, not to mention that Wu Mu has also experienced baptism, you ask him, is this a baptismal pool. ”

After coming back to his senses, the tall old man replied.

"Haha, when everyone sees the baptismal pool, they all react the same as you, much more exaggerated than you. ”

Another old man answered with a smile.

"Oh well. The old turtle pouted.

After a few of them entered the building complex on the plain, they were led here by a group of Xuanwu, that is, in front of the baptismal pool.

When they arrived in Gangneung, they found that the two elders had been waiting by the baptismal pool for a long time.

"My emperor, it is indeed a baptismal pool, there is nothing wrong with it. The bright red liquid tumbling in the baptistery was not magma, but blood. It is said that the blood of the Xuanwu Ancestor, that is, a pool of blood, can activate the potential in our Xuanwu body and release the dragon and snake soul. ”

Wu Mu said with a bright smile to the old turtle.

"Won't the blood in the baptismal font be consumed? As time goes by, more and more people are baptized, which will inevitably lead to a decrease in blood. ”

Jiang Ling looked at the blood pool and asked curiously.

It is said that the Xuanwu Ancestor is an existence that surpasses the Great Emperor, and every drop of his blood has the power to pick up stars and move mountains, and from ancient times to the present, the blood in the baptismal font has been consumed by a few tenths of a percentage point at most. ”

The two elders chuckled.

"Do you know why the baptistery was built here?" one of the elders looked at them.

"Why?" the old turtle winked.

"Because the baptismal font here can gather the power of the entire mountain range, and urge the blood of the ancestors to baptize you. ”

"And at this moment, when the power is at its peak, hurry up and enter the baptism. ”

The two elders looked at the old turtle with a very flat gaze, no obvious affection, no disgust, and a completely neutral attitude.

Although the old turtle is the former Xuanwu Emperor, his memory is still very early from awakening, and besides, it is still a question whether he can awaken or not.

They must know the identity of the old turtle, but they do not have the slightest favoritism or embarrassment, and their virtue is admired by Gangneung.

"Tut-tut. Looking at the endless baptismal pool, Gangneung couldn't help but smack his lips.

Gangneung suspects that this level of scale can be called the sea, and it is obviously a baptism river, or a baptism sea!

"Go inside, don't bother, enjoy. ”

Somehow, Gangneung had a feeling of schadenfreude.

"That is, ordinary people don't want to enjoy this treatment yet, cherish it. Yuan Tiangang showed a meaningful smile.

There is a mist floating on the baptistery, and the mist evaporates from the baptistery, indicating that the temperature in the baptismal font is very high.

Although the elders have repeatedly emphasized that the liquid in the baptismal font is not magma, the temperature is probably higher than that of magma, right?

"Yard, this turtle fights!" the old turtle hesitated for a long time, gritted his teeth, and jumped in.

"Poof. ”

The water splashed, and the old turtle sank into it, and began to be baptized.

"Snort. A cloud of green smoke rose from the magma, and then the turtle disappeared without a trace.

"Don't take the lead?" Jiang Ling frowned and looked at Wu Mu.

"That's it, it's silent for a long time, nothing will happen, right?" Yuan Tiangang also said with a worried face.

After the old turtle entered the baptismal pool, he didn't move for a long time, and he didn't say anything about showing his head to greet them in Gangneung.

"There is a suction force in the baptismal font that pulls the baptized people deeper. The bloodline in the depths of the baptismal font is the purest, and the deeper you go, the more complete the baptism you get. ”

Wu Mu had experienced baptism, knew baptism very well, and patiently described it to Gangneung.

"After entering the baptismal font, the clan will automatically sink into the depths and receive baptism according to the purity and potential of the blood in the body. So, as baptismists, we all want to dive deeper. ”

"In the process of baptism, there are also a small number of tribesmen who can never sink into the baptismal font, and have been floating on the surface of the pool, such a tribe declares the baptism a failure. ”

As soon as Wu Mu said this, the people of Jiangling understood.

On the edge of the huge baptismal pool, there are only Jiangling and Wu Mu, as well as two elders, the environment is quiet, no one disturbs, it is very suitable for baptism, and the Xuanwu clan is well arranged.

"It's been half an hour, and the baptismal font hasn't changed, indicating that the position where my emperor has entered is very deep. ”

Wu Mu smiled with satisfaction.

"Hmm. Gangneung agreed, but his mind was not in the baptismal pool, but always vigilant around.

From the baptism of the old turtle to the present, there has been no change, and the surroundings are quiet, and Jiangling does not believe that the ancestral gods will not do it.

"Wu Mu, how long will the baptism take?" An hour later, Leng Yutong asked Wu Mu.

"Depending on the concentration of the bloodline, the duration of the baptism varies, ranging from two hours to six hours, but generally not more than six hours. ”

Wu Mu's answer was fluent.

"There are still 5 hours. "Gangneung wants to see when the ancestral god's people will attack.

"Boom, boom. ”

Three hours after the old turtle entered the baptism, the boundless baptismal font suddenly spun and turned into a huge whirlpool.

A hole appeared in the center of the whirlpool, and Gangneung vaguely saw the scene inside, which was full of viscous blood clots, and the blood clots exuded a desolate aura, making Gangneung's eyelids tremble.

"The baptismal pool is really mysterious, I don't know which one of the Xuanwu ancestors is stronger than the old turtle at its peak. The inside of the baptismal font actually gave me a feeling of panic. ”

Gangneung looked at the blood clot inside with a solemn face.

"The breath is so strong. ”

Even Dugu Tianxia couldn't help but marvel.

"It's not good, my emperor has entered the stage of transformation, and this stage cannot be disturbed in any way. Wu Mu's face tensed.

"What if you are disturbed?" Jiang Ling asked.

"Then the ancestral bloodline absorbed by my emperor will backfire on him, explode in my emperor's body, and blow my emperor to pieces on the spot, without any suspense. ”

Wu Mu's eyes were firmly fixed on the baptismal pool, and he didn't dare to relax at all.

"No wonder the elders protect the baptismal font so well. Gangneung suddenly understood.

"Peng. ”

Suddenly, a giant palm shot out of the void, with an arrogant and domineering aura, and fell down from mid-air towards the baptismal pool.

The palm that covered the sky and the sun covered the small half of the baptismal pool, and the strong air flow had not yet fallen, and the shock wave that was scattered alone swept the blood into the waves.

"Look for death!"

Jiang Ling was shocked in his heart, his face was gloomy, and he reacted quickly, his mind floated, and he sacrificed the power of the sea of blood.

"Phew. ”

The power of the sea of blood flew out of the air, forming a huge reincarnation vortex under the palm, the vortex rotated rapidly, and the terrifying power was like an inverted waterfall, frantically impacting the palm of the palm.

"The sword is coming!" Dugu Tian glared, and the sword qi in his body exploded, and he also shot with Jiang Ling.

"Here we go. Leng Yutong smiled slightly and laughed softly.

"Huh?" a soft sound came from the space, and then a bright light floated around the palm, illuminating the baptismal font in bright white.

"Get out!"

Jiang Ling screamed, his pupils turned into the color of chaos, and the texture of chaos spread from his eyeballs to his neck.

"Sonorous. ”

At the same time, the power exploded, shattering the palm that covered the sky and the sun.

"Bastard, you dare to openly sabotage the baptism ceremony!"

The two elders were furious, and a divine dragon snake stretched out behind them, fiercely rushing towards the shattered void.

"Buzz. ”

The space fluctuated, and a large figure appeared out of thin air, floating in mid-air, surrounding Jiangling and the others.

"I'm sorry, two elders, I'm bound to offend today, there can only be one Xuanwu Emperor in the Xuanwu Clan, and that is my ancestral god. ”