In the Chaos Creation Ding, the soul that was forcibly ingested returned smoothly.

The soul is whole.

The blood veins in Long Hao's body kept tumbling.

The dragon totem mark that gradually appeared on his forehead began to devour the strange aura around him.

"Huh?"

Let out a cry of surprise!

Long Hao slowly opened his eyes.

"Where is this?"

"Boy, you're lucky, this is the royal baptism of the Dragon Totem Clan."

Yes?

Baptism of royalty?

Doesn't it mean that he is now in the totem clan?

Long Hao was completely stunned, of course he knew that if he burned the totem bloodline, he would definitely die.

"Gu Evil, what the hell is going on?"

"Your soul was left behind by me, the power of the Buddha's burial, and your black Xiaoding, including the dragon you summoned before, forcibly ingested the four souls."

I see.

Long Hao probably already understood what it meant.

The baptism of the royal family, of course he knew what it meant, this was a baptism that only the patriarchal heir of the dragon totem clan could perform.

Could it be that he has been recognized as the heir to the patriarch?

"Boy, are you going to miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"

Immediately calm down, stick to the origin, and begin to slowly mobilize the totem bloodline in the body, and the illusory dragon shadow of the blood dragon behind him began to churn constantly.

He had just stabilized the first-level life wheel martial emperor realm, and Long Hao knew very well how important this royal baptism was to him.

in the mind.

An extremely strange force poured into him, and began to envelop his soul.

This strange power, enveloping Long Hao's power, kept tumbling, boiling, and blending.

The dragon totem mark at the center of the eyebrows began to slowly light up.

The backlash brought about by the burning totem bloodline before, swept by the strange power, began to slowly recover.

Long Hao was very surprised, not only did he not die this time, but he was blessed by misfortune.

Gradually.

Long Hao's body trembled slightly, and the strange power shrouded around him kept changing colors, and the forces continued to superimpose, and began to impact his body, like a flood beast.

The bloodline in Long Hao's body was changing at an incredible speed.

Rumble~!

In the depths of his soul, as if something had been broken, the totem bloodline that had burned out in Long Hao's body was not only completely recovered, but also began to crumble continuously, separating into small red dots all over his body.

The small red dots began to resemble streams, and began to slowly condense towards the dantian, as if they were converging the sea.

Suddenly opened his eyes, and Long Hao's eyes shot out a stream of fine light.

"Boy, my Yuan Shen can't communicate with you anymore, now I'll tell you one last thing, you listen."

Long Hao's soul was imprisoned to death, and he couldn't answer the ancient evil at all.

In my heart, I am very grateful to the ancient evil.

"You can carry out royal baptism, you can get your own chance, but if you want to maximize the opportunity, you must do one thing, that is, break and stand up."

The voice of the ancient evil stopped abruptly, and Long Hao memorized the four words stubbornly, and stood up.

How to break and then stand?

Closing his eyes tightly, as time slowly passed, Long Hao's face became more and more surprised, because of the immortal devouring heaven technique he had cultivated, and his continuous breakthroughs, he had directly advanced from the fourth rank of the second realm to the ninth rank of the second realm.

Five-level ascension, what is this concept?

Long Hao began to slowly understand what the ancient evil just said meant by breaking and then standing.

The bloodlines in the body, including the soul, all shattered, and began to re-merge, not only the power in the ancestral hall, but also a breath emerged in the Chaos Creation Ding, and began to slowly merge.

One day and one night.

The dragon madness has successfully completed the baptism of the ancestral shrine, and his cultivation has not only successfully broken through the peak of the Martial Emperor of the Wheel of Life, but even condensed and unified and advanced to the sixth-level Unified Martial Ancestor Realm, and the awakened totem is the Sky Swallowing Candle Dragon.

"Thank you, Patriarch, for making it perfect."

Long Mad knew very well in his heart that if he was baptized by a normal royal family, he was able to break through the sixth-level Martial Emperor of the Wheel of Life, which was already a very good thing, and with the help of the patriarch, he was now directly sprinting to the sixth-level Returning to the One Martial Ancestor Realm.

Waving his hand, Long Cangqiong said indifferently: "This is a matter decided by the Elders. ”

The ten elders unanimously agreed that Long Hao's entry into the ancestral shrine for the baptism of the royal family was a little unfair to Long Mad, after all, doing so would take away the opportunity of Long Mad, in order to compensate Long Mad, with Long Cangqiong as the leader, and the ten elders as the auxiliary, they would do their best to help Long Crazy break through the realm of Emperor Wu of the Wheel of Life, as for how far he can go, he still has to go to Long Madness himself.

The sixth-level Returning to the One Martial Ancestor Realm, Long Cangqiong was not very satisfied in his heart, according to his conclusion, with the great help of him and the ten elders, he would be able to advance to the ninth-level Returning to the One Martial Ancestor Realm.

Compared with the talents of Long Madness and Zhan Tian, there is still a long way to go, if this matter is changed to Zhan Tian, he will be able to advance to the Tribulation Transformation Martial Saint Realm at the very least, this is the importance of talent.

"Patriarch, can you still help Long Hao?"

He is already the heir of the patriarch, unless he dies by himself, otherwise, he will definitely be the patriarch of the Dragon Totem clan in the future, the stronger Long Hao's strength, the more beneficial it is for him.

Long Cangqiong shook his head and said, "We can only make a move once, and how far Hao'er can go can only depend on his own." ”

I see.

Long Mad knew that without the help of the patriarch and the ten elders, Long Hao, not to mention breaking through to the One Martial Ancestor Realm, whether he could advance to the third-level Wheel of Life Martial Emperor Realm was a big problem.

The baptism of the Emperor Ancestor is not omnipotent, it can only improve the level of the awakened totem, and it is not very helpful for the improvement of the realm.

Ancestral hall, hall of hall.

Long Hao's soul and bloodline have been completely shattered, and now what he has to wait for is to reintegrate and condense into a vast ocean, and at that time, it will be the real moment to awaken the totem.

One day, two days, three days .......

For nine days and nine nights, the broken soul and bloodline in Long Hao's body had all fused, and a loud dragon groan sounded in his mind.

Long Hao is looking forward to what the totem of his true awakening is.

The breath of the middle hall of the ancestral ancestral hall, the breath of the Chaos Creation Ding, and the breath in the sealed dragon pillar, the three breaths fused their souls and bloodlines, like boiling water, constantly boiling.

The hands continued to condense, and the blood veins in the body had boiled to the extreme, and began to run frantically Immortal Devouring Heaven, and a dragon groan resounded in his mind.

What totems will be condensed?

The airflow of the entire hall within the hall began to surge towards Long Hao frantically, and with a click, the entire airflow silkworm cocoon began to shatter, and cracks spread all over the silkworm cocoon.