Swallowing the heavens begins with Douluo

As soon as he finished speaking, Bingyi flipped his wrist and took out a long sword that shone with cold light.

In front of Long Xiao, he suddenly turned the hilt of the sword over and stabbed it hard towards his heart.

"Great Elder,"

Damn it, self-harm! Long Xiao was immediately startled by Bingyi’s actions.

After Bingyi stabbed the long sword into his heart, it wasn't over yet. Then, he flipped it several times with force.

After making sure his heart was stabbed to pieces, he drew out the long sword.

Ice blue blood continued to spurt out from the heart,

After the long sword left the body, a white brilliance shone from the heart.

In the blink of an eye, the gushing blood began to stop, and then the wound began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, in addition to a slap-sized gap in his clothes,

The flesh inside is completely indistinguishable from other skin.

"Is this the power of rebirth?" Long Xiao's eyes suddenly glowed with a burning light.

Bingyi nodded heavily and said, "Yes, this is rebirth!"

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By the time this conversation ended, the surroundings were completely dark.

Under Jin Sihai's arrangement, Long Xiao moved into the palace that only the Dragon King could live in.

Although the six elders do not recognize Long Xiao's status, Bingyi has completely treated Long Xiao as the Dragon King.

The dragon clan disciples in the Dragon Temple also addressed him as the Dragon King.

The attitude is extremely respectful.

A night of silence.

On the second day, Bingyi came early to say hello.

It was the first time that Long Xiao was treated like a master, and he was really not used to it.

After finishing dressing and washing, Long Xiao said to Bingyi seriously: "Great Elder, I have thought about it."

"Today, I will go for the assessment!"

"So fast," Bingyi was obviously a little surprised.

Long Xiao nodded and said with a smile: "You said that the longer we stay here, the weaker our strength will be."

"Before my strength has weakened too much, I want to enter the Holy Tomb as soon as possible to take a look."

Bingyi's expression changed for a long time, but he finally nodded and said: "Since you have decided, I will inform the elders."

“Come and watch the ceremony!”

"Uh, do you want to see this?" Long Xiao was slightly startled. This kind of thing can't be dealt with quietly, and why does it require everyone to watch?

"Of course," Bingyi nodded heavily and said, "The Dragon King's ascension to the Holy Tomb is the Dragon Clan's top priority."

"All members of the Dragon Clan must be present."

"This is the dignity and the rules of the Dragon King."

Well, Long Xiao really can’t understand who made these rules.

Since Bingyi insisted, he said nothing more.

After eating the breakfast carefully prepared by Jin Sihai, the bell of Muyang Bell rang again.

This time, it was not just the six tribal elders who came, but more than a hundred dragons who appeared in the Dragon Temple.

For the Dragon Clan, challenging the Nine-Storey Holy Dragon Tomb is a big deal, especially since the person doing this is the Dragon King that Bingyi calls him.

No matter whether Long Xiao was sure or not, he seized the slim chance and successfully climbed to the nine-story holy mausoleum.

But at least the opportunity to achieve this goal is before everyone.

All the people in the dragon clan still admire his courage.

Under the leadership of Long Xiao, a group of people walked out of the Dragon Temple in a mighty manner and walked towards the nine-story holy mausoleum.

The Holy Tomb stands on the top of the mountain. Behind the Dragon Temple, there are stone steps made of bluestone that lead directly to the front of the Holy Tomb.

There are 999 stone steps in total, and countless exotic flowers and plants are planted on both sides.

The mountain forest is quiet, except for the dull sound of footsteps, there is no sound of any animals walking.

Facing the breeze blowing in his face, Long Xiao relaxed his mood, looking around as if playing, and walked happily on the stone steps.

For most people, being able to remain calm when faced with major events is an extremely rare quality.

Although Long Xiao has not experienced too many storms, he can do this.

What he relies on is his own incomparable strength.

As the most powerful being in this continent, Long Xiao has extremely firm confidence in himself.

You will definitely be able to climb to the ninth floor and get what you want!

The nine hundred and ninety-nine steps were completed in a flash.

Standing in front of the Holy Dragon Mausoleum, Long Xiao's eyes almost bulged out.

Damn it, why does this tower look so familiar!

Isn't this construction method exactly the square pavilion-style brick tower of the Tang Dynasty in the Long Kingdom?

If it weren't for the different materials used to build the tower, Long Xiao almost thought that the tower in front of him was the famous Big Wild Goose Pagoda in the Dragon Kingdom!

Could it be that this dragon god actually comes from the same place as him?

Otherwise, how could we build a mausoleum exactly like the Big Wild Goose Pagoda?

Seeing Long Xiao's daze, Bingyi coughed lightly,

Facing the people behind him, he said loudly: "Today is the day when the Dragon King ascends the mausoleum. According to past rules, the ascent to the mausoleum is carried out under the witness of everyone."

"He is not our king yet," a discordant voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.

Bingyi's face looked a little ugly, and his eyes immediately fell on a middle-aged man in red among the crowd. He was the one who spoke.

Bingyi said solemnly: "General Red Dragon, your words cannot represent the will of the Dragon Clan,"

"I'll say it again, Long Xiao is Jue's descendant and has Jue's bloodline. He is our king."

"The king's status cannot be doubted."

"He came to the mausoleum today for the future of our dragon clan,"

"Even now, are you still unwilling to acknowledge his position?"

General Chilong hummed: "If he can come out alive, we will naturally recognize his status."

"However, I'm afraid that Mr. Long won't even be able to enter the gate of the mausoleum."

"Great Elder, you are the protector of the tomb, the guardian of the Holy Dragon's Tomb,"

"Have you never told him what the symbols on the mausoleum gate mean?"

"This is the secret of the six clans. I dare to bet you that if he could push open the mausoleum gate right now, I would be the first to call him King."

"Otherwise, this throne should be handed over to the elders of our six major tribes to inherit it!"

Long Xiao was slightly startled and asked Bingyi in a low voice: "Great Elder, why didn't you say that you need a password to enter the mausoleum?"

"Well, you didn't even ask," Bingyi was also a little depressed,

"But don't worry, I will help you open the mausoleum gate later."

Long Xiao nodded, looked at the thick black door on the bottom floor of the Holy Tomb, and said: "Let me take a look first. What is it?"

After the words fell, Long Xiao ignored everyone's whispers and walked directly to the gate of the Holy Tomb.

Then, he was stunned for a moment.

The door made of obsidian is engraved with a line of numbers. To be precise, it is an arithmetic problem.

When he saw this question, Long Xiao couldn't help holding his stomach and laughing wildly.

"He, isn't he crazy?"

"Young people have not experienced so many things, so it is normal for them to lose control of their emotions occasionally."

The one who said this was one of the six elders, Feng Huantian!

"You still want to be our king with this kind of mentality, you idiot."

"It seems that this is another embroidered pillow with gold and jade on the outside and lint on the inside. We, the Dragon Clan, have no hope."

All kinds of doubts and sarcasms kept reaching Long Xiao's ears, but Long Xiao laughed even more crazily.

After a while, Long Xiao strode up to everyone and said loudly: "Who else wants to bet? Let's come together now..."