Chapter 721 The Tyrannical Ancient God 1 Family

"The terrifying ancient gods!" Jian Wushuang was horrified.

With the overall strength of the ancient god clan, even sweeping the entire sky domain is not an exaggeration.

However, because of some special relationships, the people of the ancient gods can't leave this eternal world of life and death, and they have almost no contact with the outside world. Only then will he come into contact with the powerhouses and disciples of all sides in the Vault of Heaven.

Moreover, the contact of the ancient god clan with people outside the world will also be used to hone some clan members within the clan.

Like the one-star ancient gods, every time, they would only send a group of ancient gods who had just awakened to the outer layers to fight with the human disciples in the god realm.

As for those one-star ancient gods who had already awakened and possessed extremely strong strength, they never made a move at all.

If it wasn't for the sake of tempering the clan, the powerhouses or disciples who broke into the eternal realm of life and death in the sky would have no room for struggle in front of the ancient gods.

"Baby, you can rest here for the time being. If you have anything, just go to Gu Yang." Granny Ying said something and left.

Jian Wushuang thanked him again, and after watching Granny Ying leave the stone house, he often breathed a sigh of relief.

"The ten-day period has come, and the exit of the eternal world of life and death has been completely closed, right now?" Jian Wushuang murmured, feeling a little bitter in his heart.

He was hunted down and had no choice but to escape to the inner layer of the eternal world of life and death.

As a result, his life was saved, but he missed the opportunity to return to the sky domain.

The ten-day period has passed, and the eternal world of life and death is closed again. If you want to open it again, you have to wait a hundred years.

And according to what Granny Ying just said, there is absolutely no way for the ancient gods to leave this eternal world of life and death.

In other words, he can't leave in a short period of time. If he wants to leave, he may have to wait a hundred years...

"One hundred years?" Jian Wushuang could only shake his head and smile.

But he didn't think much about it, after all, this was the end of the matter, and he could only take one step at a time.

"According to what Granny Shadow said, the purity of the soul's breath,

It determines the concentration of the ancient god's bloodline, and my soul aura is extremely pure, and the ancient god's bloodline is also extremely high, at least it can be transformed into a silver armored ancient god. "Jian Wushuang tapped the stone bed with his fingers, pondering secretly.

He still doesn't know whether he is just a change of soul aura, or whether he really has the bloodline of the ancient gods.

He is also not sure that after entering the baptismal pool, he can successfully awaken his bloodline and transform into an ancient god, but he is obviously going to try.

"I must try, as long as I can awaken the blood of the ancient gods and turn into ancient gods, even if it is only the lowest bronze armored ancient god, my strength will be greatly improved." Jian Wushuang secretly said.

However, the fly in the ointment is that once the bloodline is really awakened and becomes a one-star ancient god, then his own realm will definitely have to break through, that is, from the Lingxiao realm to reach the gods.

Although breaking through is a good thing, for Jian Wushuang... Lingxiao Realm is the fastest stage of his cultivation, and he does not want to break through so early.

Once the breakthrough reaches the gods, maybe he has other abilities, but his speed of perception will definitely be greatly weakened.

"Don't worry, since I'm destined to stay in the ancient gods for a hundred years, then there will be time to enter the baptism pool in the future, and before that, I can still practice on my own, wait for decades, or wait for the first time. In 1999, it's not too late for me to go to the baptism again." Jian Wushuang thought in his heart.

On the bed, Jian Wushuang sat up cross-legged, swallowed some medicinal pills, and began to recover his spiritual power.

His spiritual power is still depleted.

After half a day, the spiritual power in Jian Wushuang's body has barely recovered by 30%.

Feeling that his strength was slowly recovering, Jian Wushuang also breathed a sigh of relief, but in the depths of his pupils, there was a touch of trembling sternness.

"Cloud Sea Immortal Palace, Indestructible Dynasty, Promise Demon Sect!" Jian Wushuang clenched his hands tightly.

This trip to the eternal world of life and death, he can be called a life of nine deaths, but fortunately he was calm enough and decisive enough to save his life.

In addition, he was forced to stay in the eternal world of life and death, and there was no possibility of leaving for a hundred years.

Finally, there is the ancient Qiong, who died because of him!

All of this can be said to be given by the three giants.

"I asked myself that I never provoke these three giants, but in the end, these three giants spared no effort to kill me!"

"Very good, you all wait for me." Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed with killing intent.

He has always acted with clear grievances, people don't offend me, I don't offend anyone!

Since the three giants provoke him, he will not be polite.

Of course, now he is trapped in the eternal world of life and death, and he can't get out. He can't pose a threat to the three giants for the time being, but after a hundred years, it will be different.

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It has been three days since Jian Wushuang came to the eighth tribe.

After three days, Jian Wushuang's spiritual power has completely recovered, and even Jian Wushuang, the slaughtering deity killed by that An Chao, has reunited.

His two deities, as long as not both of them die, any one of them is killed, they can be condensed by the other deity.

Jian Wushuang's state has once again returned to its peak.

On the stone bed, Jian Wushuang was sitting cross-legged, carefully comprehending, but at this time, there was a noise from outside the house. Jian Wushuang changed his color, opened his eyes, and then walked out of the house.

As soon as he walked out of the stone house, Jian Wushuang stood at the door and saw a huge open space in front of him. Many people from the ancient god clan gathered together. In the center of them, there were two young men fighting fiercely there.

These two young men, one of whom, Jian Wushuang knew, was the son of Gu Yang, the ancient god of silver armor who had saved his life and carried him back to the tribe. His name was Gu Lan. He has not yet experienced baptism, awakening the blood of the ancient gods.

And the other young man who fought against him also did not awaken his bloodline.

Seeing the two people fighting fiercely, Jian Wushuang also walked over.

Soon, the two who fought fiercely were divided, and it was Gu Lan who won.

"Haha, whoever is dissatisfied, come up and fight with me."

Gu Lan's eyes with a bit of anger looked around, and at the same time, the hearty laughter sounded in the entire open space.

Around him, there are also a lot of clansmen who have not awakened their blood, but these clansmen are all you look at me, I look at you, and they have no plans to shoot.

Also, they have not awakened their bloodline and have not become a real ancient god, but Gu Lan is obviously a very strong one among these clansmen.

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