"Roaring ......"

The giant beast roared, the sound shook the heavens and the earth, all the beasts surrendered, and the emperor bowed his head. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Forgiveness of Wusheng, Broken Ruler Shocking Rainbow, Night Desert and others immediately bowed their bodies slightly, showing piety and respect to the giant beast.

Under the Great Emperor, except for the Night Desert, all of them knelt on their knees and bowed to the giant beast.

Yan Lan also knelt on the ground in an orderly manner, he understood that what was in front of him was not a giant beast, but the predecessor of the Taming Alliance, who used his own strength and the power of the natal beast to leave behind the ancestral soul power of the future generations.

The master of the power of the ancestral soul was not only strong in cultivation during his lifetime, but also selfless in character.

After all, when a person is not dead, choosing to end his own life, sacrifice his life's strength, and leave the power of the ancestral soul for future generations, this heroic will, this idea of benevolence and righteousness, which is absolutely common people can have, and is completely worthy of the respect of future generations.

The giant beast roared again, as if in response to everyone's respect.

After a few breaths, Yu Wusheng motioned for everyone to stand up, and said loudly: "Yan Lan, Long Congzhi, you two pay attention, the place where the ancestral soul is baptized is the mouth of the giant beast. You are standing at the mouth of the giant beast at the same time, and there are nine rounds of ancestral soul baptism, and you have to choose whether to persist or give up according to your own endurance. Remember, the more rounds of the ancestral soul baptism, the better, if you can't support it, you will be injured by the power of the ancestral soul, which is counterproductive. ”

Yan Lan and Long Congzhi immediately nodded their hands.

Yu Wusheng raised his head and said, "You two, go!"

Yan Lan raised her head and soared into the air.

Long Congzhi followed closely behind Yan Lan, and the two of them quickly galloped towards the mouth of the giant beast.

After a few breaths, Yan Lan came to the mouth of the giant beast, and a vast power of the ancient and ancient surging out of the giant mouth was really like a stormy wave, and the majesty was brilliant.

The dragon swallowed his saliva from it, and even felt dizzy as he looked at the huge mouth that was thousands of feet high.

Yan Lanning calmed down, her body moved, and she immediately fell into the giant mouth.

Yan Lan looked up, and there were snow-white clouds condensing in all directions, and he felt that he was not in the mouth of a giant beast at all, but in a huge white cave.

The protruding fangs of the giant beast, like a thousand zhang mountain peaks, pierced into the sky, and the heart trembled when looking at it.

At this moment, the voice of Forgiveness Wusheng sounded below: "The first round of ancestral soul baptism, begin!"

"Buzz ......"

Yan Lan only felt that from the depths of the giant beast's throat, a vast and infinite force erupted, which immediately bombarded his soul, and then completely enveloped his soul.

Yan Lan relaxed his soul and did not resist.

In the thunder sea, Zilin rolled over and said, "The strange power of curiosity actually makes me feel very comfortable. Lan, this ancestral soul baptism is really infinitely beneficial!"

Yan Lan smiled slightly, and then, he felt that his soul foundation was filled by a powerful force, and then he expanded frantically in all directions.

Yan Lan was stunned, and muttered in her heart: "This ...... This is really expanding the soul base!"

After about a hundred breaths, Yan Lan felt that his soul base had been expanded.

Yan Lan's eyes widened, he had tried his best to suppress the soul power realm before, desperately filling in the soul foundation, preventing the soul from floating in vain, and exhausting his great strength.

Unexpectedly, now, in just a hundred breaths, the soul root has been expanded by the power of the ancestral soul.

This round alone saved Yan Lan at least half a year's hard work.

In particular, Yan Lan originally planned not to continue to suppress the soul realm ascension, he felt that his soul foundation was already thick enough, who would have thought that he could expand so much.

Yan Lan was ecstatic in his heart, this is only the first round, if he really insists on seven rounds and eight rounds, he really doesn't know how far the soul base will expand.

Yan Lan Yu Guang saw that the dragon who was thousands of feet away also showed a happy look, and it seemed that he had gained a lot.

"The second round of ancestral soul baptism, begin!"

Ten breaths stopped, and the voice of forgiveness sounded again.

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In this way, after a full hour, Yan Lan and Long Congzhi underwent five rounds of ancestral soul baptism.

Yan Lan found that his soul root had actually expanded by as much as fifty percent.

This is an extremely terrifying increase, you must know that this is when Yan Lan thought that the soul root had already reached the limit, and it was expanded by fifty percent.

"The sixth round of ancestral soul baptism, begin!"

On the Beast Sea Square, Yu Wusheng's brows became more serious.

Yan Lan and Long Congzhi did not give up, indicating that they both wanted to bear the sixth round. According to the past rules, only one or two people will be able to withstand the sixth round in a hundred years. This year, there are actually two people who have undergone six rounds of ancestral soul baptism at the same time, which is really rare.

Therefore, most of the monks in the entire Beast Sea Square widened their eyes in surprise, and their breathing became heavy.

At this time, in Yan Lan's soul, a more vast force rushed in.

This force, soft and domineering, although it is trying its best to expand the soul root, it is also violently shaking the soul mountain.

This feeling is similar to that of a mountain that resembles a stone pillar, and there is an extraordinary force underneath it, which is reshaping the base of the mountain, which will definitely affect the stability of the entire mountain.

If the reshaping force below is too great, the entire mountain is likely to collapse.

In the square, everyone's eyes widened, for fear of missing this historic scene.

Witnessing the creation of new history by the two peerless Tianjiao is enough to be called a rare event in a thousand years.

The three of Shiquan tightened their heartstrings, as the examiners of this emperor's tamer, they cared more about the final result than anyone else.

Ye Mo also shrugged his brows, didn't say a word, and watched quietly.

The broken ruler Jinghong frowned slightly, and at this juncture, he was both nervous and expectant, because he was not sure how many rounds Yan Lan would be able to withstand.

Yanlan's potential is unfathomable. But the difficulty of the baptism of the ancestral soul is also unattainable.

When the two meet, who is more sharp?

If he bears eight rounds, he will become the second person in the history of the Taming Alliance.

If it bears nine rounds, it will be a major event that will shock the entire taming alliance, and it will be recorded in the history of the taming alliance and become a new brilliance.

The sixth round of ancestral soul baptism, time seems to have passed very long.

However, no one complained, no one was distracted, and everyone was preoccupied.

In fact, the sixth round of ancestral soul baptism only took five incense sticks.

Life is like a year, it really is.

Finally, Yan Lan felt the vast power in his soul and receded like a tide, which meant that the sixth round of ancestral soul baptism was completed.

Yan Lan immediately felt an indescribable sense of comfort, unfinished and hearty. Looking at the soul root, it has actually expanded by sixty percent.

Every time it expands, it becomes more difficult, so the more you get to the end, the more difficult it becomes.

At this moment, Long Congzhi was in the clouds, as if he was about to burn, and the whole person felt like he was crumbling.

Yan Lan narrowed his eyes and said in his heart: "The sixth round should be the limit of Long Congzhi." Long Congzhi is as talented as Gong Mingxian, and Gong Mingxian can only pass six rounds. But with my ability, I should be able to make it to the seventh round. It's just that I don't know if I can try the eighth round of ancestral soul baptism!" (To be continued.) )