Lord of Pets

"This is the highest quality dragon body material. It is perfect as the main body of the little ancestral dragon's reincarnation ceremony!"

The Black Dragon of Despair was carefree and laughed without hesitation.

The golden dragon soul was also very pleased.

Even if it is a temporary body, it hopes to give the little Zulong the best experience.

This is the only heir of the line of death, and the burden on his shoulders is so heavy!

Coupled with the fact that I have been in a state of confusion for a long time, I must have everything within my capabilities!

"That should be enough, right? Sixth, eighth, you will preside over the ceremony."

The armor transformed from the desperate black dragon gradually became hazy and retracted into the ancestral weapon.

Correspondingly, two illusory dragon shadows, one white and one blue, appeared behind Bai Wushang.

"Your body is not strong enough, and if you are attached to the origin of the two dragons at the same time, even a trace of it will cause you to suffer a lot."

The gentle female voice sounded, it was the sixth white dragon soul.

In an instant, a bright light shone in all directions, sealing the cave and evaporating all the aura of death inside.

This is a very advanced power of light.

It has similar qualities to the Sun Priest Rabbit.

This comes from the body of the white dragon soul, a holy dragon named "Glory Dragon".

This lineage is a distant relative of the "Light Dragon". Although it possesses the supreme holy power, it is not good at fighting. It is also proficient in healing and sacrificial techniques.

Bai Wushang bared his teeth, resisting the pain that was like being bitten by thousands of insects, and watched the Dragon Soul's series of operations.

After the light passed, the air became moist, the water rippled, and silently, the blue water submerged the calves, and continued to spread upward.

"Certainly!"

The blue dragon shadow gave a soft drink, and the disorderly water flow calmed down. The turbulent scene just now seemed to be an illusion.

Bai Wushang raised his legs, trying to move in the water, but found that he couldn't complete this simple movement even with all his strength.

"Take out the keel and throw it in at will." The blue dragon shadow spoke again.

It is the Ripple Witch Dragon, a holy dragon species that has innate mastery of natural witchcraft. It is also the only survivor of this lineage.

Without doubting that he was there, Bai Wushang threw the complete carcass of the agate crystal dragon into the pool together with the scattered dragon bones that could be used by semi-holy dragons and ordinary holy dragons.

As if there are a pair of invisible hands, these materials constantly change positions in the water.

At the same time, the ancestral vessel emitted fluorescence and flew out a large number of strange flowers and fruits, which were either crushed into powder or condensed into juice, turning the entire pond into a hodgepodge.

"Human, take a drop of your blood to strengthen the connection between you and the little ancestor dragon."

As soon as he finished speaking, a wind blade pierced Bai Wushang's forehead.

It's a drop, it's a drop, no more, no less.

"Your Majesty, your bloodline will awaken today!"

The solemn voice of the golden dragon soul sounded, and the ancestral weapon erupted with a dazzling bright light, covering the world and shielding the possible prying eyes from the underworld.

A diamond-shaped crystal continued to rotate and appeared in front of Bai Wushang's face.

At close range, the illusory soul that is constantly shaking inside is clearly visible.

"Plop!"

The crystal fell into the pool like a stone.

Bai Wushang's lower body was still unable to move, and he watched helplessly as the water in the pool rotated rapidly around the dragon bone and crystal in the center, with mysterious runes constantly lighting up and extinguishing.

While holding my breath and concentrating, I don’t know how long it took. Because too many things were mixed in, the water became colorful and became clear little by little.

As the water level drops, a beating dragon egg becomes more and more real.

"Human, do you know what will hatch from this egg?"

When the ceremony was about to be completed, the glorious dragon asked with a faint smile.

Bai Wushang shook his head. He had a preliminary understanding of Xiao Zulong's true bloodline.

But this so-called reincarnation is too incredible, and it belongs to a power and level that he cannot understand at all.

"The body of the lineage of death, with palm killing, is accompanied by death, and has a large number of necromancy skills innately."

"But it is brave and good at fighting, and its core attributes of dominance include powerful power."

"This body now may have nothing to do with it. It may be able to awaken a weak power of blood."

"The specific situation depends on the little guy's own destiny..."

The answer given by the radiant dragon was ambiguous.

It turns out that even these dragon souls only mastered the "Dharma" and could not determine the outcome of the little ancestral dragon's reincarnation ceremony.

In anxiety and anticipation, the dragon egg absorbed all the remaining energy liquid and stopped glowing.

"Kacha——"

The eggshell directly above had a crack.

There was a small pale claw that pierced the egg shell, exposing it to Bai Wushang's sight.

"Hey, you didn't become a flesh and blood creature?" Ripple Witch Dragon was confused at first, and then suddenly realized.

For nearly ten thousand years, while waiting hard for an opportunity to escape, it has been studying the art of reincarnation.

There is nothing wrong with the ritual, it is the combination of all wisdom and learning, as well as the assurance given by the recognition of individual abilities.

However, the reincarnated body cannot be equated with the original body. With a high probability, it is more likely to become a flesh-and-blood creature.

However, I don’t know if it’s the young ancestral dragon’s excellent bloodline or the found dragon bones that fit well enough.

It was still born in this world as an undead species!

"Kabakaba!"

What emerged from the eggshell was a small bone dragon.

Less than one meter tall, just above Bai Wushang's knees.

It doesn't look very impressive, the bones all over its body are pale, and it has no supernatural properties at all.

But if you look closely, you can see that this little bone dragon is actually quite impressive.

The whole skeleton has four legs, like an animal like a liger, standing majestically on the ground.

Only the neck is longer, made up of thirteen cervical vertebrae.

On the top of its head, there is a dragon horn that curves backwards. Along this line, there are many protruding bone spurs all the way down. The tips are sharp, comparable to the most elite dagger blades, flashing with cold arc light.

I don't know if he has been sleeping for too long, but the little bone dragon seemed to stretch out, and the bone wings on its back slowly stretched.

When expanded to its maximum, it is larger than the body and can be used as a shield or armor to protect the torso.

"Kid, you're awake."

The radiant dragon lowered his head and came closer, his eyes as gentle as water.

But the little bone dragon didn't appreciate it, and instead took a few steps back to keep a suitable distance from the giant dragon's shadow.

"This form, magnified thousands of times, is 10% or 20% similar to Your Majesty..."

The golden dragon soul was filled with emotion and lamentation.

"As expected of a descendant of the lineage of death, this body is only supported by part of the true spirit, and the rest is the product of additional gifts."

"In this case, a trace of bloodline characteristics can be awakened... If Your Majesty is still alive and conscious, you will definitely be very happy!"

"Kabakaba!"

The little bone dragon tilted his head, not listening to Dragon Soul's words at all. He looked around with his hollow eyes, and finally locked onto Bai Wushang's figure.

Glancing at the phantoms of the radiant dragon and the rippled witch dragon, he seemed to be hesitant.

But after the pale golden soul fire pulsed slightly, it still stepped on its feet and slowly came closer.