"Huh?" Shirakawa looked away from the panicked Tilu and looked up at the space.

The magic of the secret house is ancient and obscure, but it is not complicated from the perspective of the source force structure, and the energy absorbed from the outside of the cluster supports the operation of the entire half-plane with the magic circle as the center, and if the mana inside and outside the space is out of balance, the chaos of the half-plane is predictable.

The solution is not complicated, it just needs to be properly poured out of the gathered energy. In short, it is the completion of this ritual.

Bai He's gaze turned to Tilu, who shook his head anxiously, "No, no, my lord, its strength is too strong now, far from what my physique can resist. ”

"Physique, vitality?" Bai He lowered his head and analyzed the traces of magic left by Nie Fallon, and through the feedback of the magic aura, he really found the traces of physique enhancement, which made him realize that what Tilu said was not a lie.

In order to go back to the bloodline of the gods, Nie Fallon magnified the effect of this spell to dozens of times the original, and this effect would be absolutely unbearable for ordinary humans without complex preparations.

Shirakawa thought about it for a while and decided to test the spell himself.

It would be a shame to let such a precious spell sample be destroyed with this place like this.

And Bai He was also very curious about how far the bloodline of the dragon clan could be traced.

As soon as he raised his head slightly, a group of wizards behind him understood, Tilu only felt that it was dark in front of him and fainted, Bai He turned into a dragon form and stood in the circle, a drop of blood dripped from between the dragon's claws, and the dragon's eye rune in the center of the circle floated.

Bai He's heart moved, and he realized that a subtle connection had been established between himself and this drop of dragon blood, and the surging mana in the space entered the dragon blood, becoming calm and orderly, like a river, Bai He felt that the world in front of him followed the river course of this river, and different scenes appeared in his perception.

It was a vivid dragon.

The dragon's blood became clear, as if a white dragon with a strong body flew out of the blood droplets, with a thick and stupid mask, a fierce expression, a short, thick neck and a slender tail.

This is......

Bai He looked at the white dragon that was vaguely familiar, and a name appeared in his mind.

Tildraba Amouk Staro ...... Sion Angdalamo

Not~

With this name, Bai He felt the connection in his blood and suddenly realized.

Isn't this the mother who threw him out of the dragon's lair in this life?

When was the last time you saw this guy? Apparently captured by the Frost Giant, well, it looks like he's dead.

Shirakawa already has some understanding of the Frost Giant's habits.

Although accustomed to domesticating white dragons as minions, the Frost Giants rarely raise the White Dragons to adulthood, and the adult White Dragons are too dangerous for the Frost Giants to control in terms of both physique and intelligence.

Therefore, many frost giants will pour a bowl of anesthetic medicine into their white dragon pet when they are about to leave their youth, and the next conventional way to deal with it is to stew it into broth and eat it in their stomachs, and then hang the faucet on the wall at home.

Bai He didn't care much about the ending of Angdalamo, a cheap old mother, he was not the kind of strange animal who would be grateful and weep bitterly after crossing to recognize his new father and new mother, but after a little turn in his memories, Bai He lost interest in this stupid and stupid white dragon.

If the effect of bloodline backtracking is to trace the bloodline one layer upwards, it will be too boring.

Stupid and stupid ordinary white dragon bloodline, what's the use of him going back to the past?

The white dragon jumped over a dozen stupid-looking white dragons in a row, most of these white dragons were nothing special - this bloodline backtracking spell seemed to only go back to the moment before the target laid the egg, so most of the bloodline owners that Bai He saw were not very old, and only one old male dragon looked a little interesting, but ......

I can't even beat it......

Shirakawa complained while quickly ignoring these weak chicken-like cheap ancestors, and continued to go back to a hundred generations ago, and finally something appeared that interested him.

At this time, the ancestor was no longer a weak chicken like an ordinary white dragon, and the body that appeared in front of him was three times longer than the common white dragon now, and his physique and mana were even more extraordinary.

This is...... The ancestral five-colored dragon?

Bai He suddenly thought of a description, before evolving into a cold subspecies, the five-colored dragon was a creature living in the outer plane, especially the first few generations of five-colored dragons, with the five-colored dragon mother Tiamat fighting between the planes, and the army of metal dragons led by Bahamut was bleeding from the sky, probably this white dragon is a product of that era.

Shirakawa secretly speculated on the poor history of dragons he had seen.

Chaos Ice Wind, White Aurora Anka.

Through bloodline induction, Shirakawa sensed the last true name of this white dragon, and he didn't know that this was the first ancestral white dragon led by Tiamat into Antas, and it was also the ancestor of most of the white dragons in Antas.

He looked at the heroic posture of this dragon, sensed the power of this ancestral white dragon with a perfect dragon physique, and secretly exclaimed, this white aurora left the bloodline to which the white river belonged was only an adult dragon stage, compared to the ancient dragon with the strength of the ancient dragon Taigu Dragon, the age can be called young, but the strength of this dragon at this time has far exceeded the limit of ordinary ancient white dragons.

When I arrived here, Bai He felt a little interesting, this drop of blood had begun to become crystal clear at this time, and the dragon blood of the white dragon would have looked frosty, but at this time it turned into a reddish crystal, and the light and blood emitted fluorescence together, which looked gorgeous and dazzling.

Well.

Bai He looked at this drop of blood and nodded, it was not a loss for this magic circle to be able to use it to this point, although he didn't know the fact that the ancestral dragon was almost dead in the multiverse, but Bai Long could still feel the powerful power that this blood had at this time.

Although it is still of little use to Shirakawa, it is enough to craft a very powerful weapon or concoct a very valuable potion.

The white dragon did not have the idea of stopping at this time, the power of the bloodline regression ritual at this time was only consumed by less than one-fifth, and even the crisis of power imbalance had not been completely resolved, he continued to advance the ritual, this drop of blood became more and more crystal clear, and even the red color of the blood had disappeared, replaced by a highly condensed frost realm magic that seemed to be a substance.

A number of ancestral white dragons appeared in the induction of the white river, different from the white dragons living in the glacier, these ancestral white dragons lived in the astral realm, each of them is a multiverse, in the various planes of the notoriety of the terrifying existence, is the original descendants of Tiamat, they gallop across the upper and lower interfaces, spreading cold and death, the huge body is even bigger than the largest red dragon golden dragon.

These ancestral dragons were born at the beginning of the universe where the rules of the multiverse were most unstable, and the dragons of that era were blessed with the true children of the universe, and in this day and age, in the multiverse where the laws tend to be stable, it is unlikely that such dragons will be born.

When the liquid and the substance of the blood that should have been subjected to the ritual completely disappeared and only pure magic was left, the white behemoth that appeared in the white dragon's sense was hundreds of meters tall, like a huge white iceberg, it roamed in the vast astral plane, devouring astral whales and asteroids as food, and when its wings were opened, it could even obscure the entire city.

This is Isg, the ancestor of the White Dragon. He is one of Tiamat's five in-laws, and is the 'true ancestor' of all the white dragons in the multiverse.

After Tiamat gave birth to them, he used them as a template to create more five-colored dragons, but the grandparent dragons that followed could hardly take the place of these five dragons.

The bloodline of the White Dragon Ancestor, who was killed by Bahamut 30,000 years ago, was entwined with pure frost, and the essence of the dragon clan and the ancient magic power that had been alienated to the limit were integrated in that crystal dragon blood, and in the middle of that crystalline piece, there was even a mysterious power brewing that made Baihe's heart beat wildly.

It was pure, mysterious, and vast, even more powerful than the Source Sea Center that White River had ventured into before.

This is...... This is divine power......

The first generation of five-colored dragons produced by these Tiamat...... He has the power to approach the true god.

The irresistible temptation filled Bai He's eyes with bloodshots, and his thoughts instantly became highly concentrated, trying to dig out the true face of the power contained in this drop of dragon blood.

This power is boundless, and all the blood in Bai He's body is boiling.

The bloodline backtracking spell has reached this point, it can be regarded as truly generating a huge value, and the white dragon can feel that if this drop of blood is absorbed now, the mysterious power in it can immediately greatly increase the strength of the white river - even if it can only be traced back to a few percent of the white dragon's ancestor Isger, it can still greatly improve the physique of the weak white dragon that is slightly stronger than the ordinary white dragon under the cover of Baihe's heavy transformation.

However, Bai He was soon a little disappointed, the power in this dragon's blood still seemed unstable, not enough to satisfy him.

He sensed the magic power in the circle, and the power of this bloodline retrospective circle had been consumed by the time it reached here.

But it's still enough to keep the magic going.

After calculating the time, Bai He breathed a sigh of relief slightly, judging from the transformation effect of magic power, this spell was enough to support it to the point where the divine power in this drop of blood was completely stabilized.

Looks like I'm thanking the Chief Lord.

Bai He smiled, but his smile froze when he saw the dragon's blood that was gradually full of divine power.

At some point, the frost power around the dragon's blood was no longer pure, and several forces from other realms surged on the frost side.

Green corrupted life, blue skies filled with wind and thunder, murky black water, crimson lava and flames.

The white dragon's face changed drastically in an instant.

The cold frost power did not weaken, but the other four new forces grew at an astonishing rate, almost instantly surpassing the frost and rearranging up, the red flame in the center, and the white frost being squeezed to the edge.

Bai He was a little flustered, and he stopped the spell, but a terrifying force surged from an unknown place at this time, and instantly took over the spell ritual.

The unstable divine power of the White Dragon Ancestor had finally stabilized, but the current scene was by no means what Bai He wanted.

The chaotic five-colored divine power wrapped the dragon's blood, and the five huge magic powers transformed into the head of a giant dragon, and under the gaze of the five pairs of dragon eyes, Bai He felt as if he had become incomparably small for a moment, and the huge figure of the five dragons filled the entire space.

The white dragon's eyelids twitched twice.

She first stared at Bai He for a while, and then watched Bai He open his mouth, but in his majestic voice, there was a little bit of 'kindness' that sounded a little strange......?

"Why didn't you continue, my child? Didn't you do a pretty good job just now? Oh, let me see you, I was in too much of a hurry last time to look closely...... Hmm~" Her huge body circled around the white dragon: "Sure enough, he is a good boy who is strong and clever." ”