Chapter 738 Royal Family!

Under the guidance of Granny Ying, Jian Wushuang soon came to the core of this ancient shrine, in front of a huge black attic.

On the stone steps in front of the black attic, there is a vicissitudes of life old man sitting there quietly.

If you just look at it with the naked eye, this vicissitudes of life old man seems to have died completely, without even breathing, but if you close your eyes and look at it with your heart, you can feel the vicissitudes of the old man's body, that vague aura.

"Elder Yi." Granny Ying bowed respectfully to the vicissitudes of life.

The vicissitudes old man who was sitting cross-legged, like a dead man, moved his eyelids slightly, but opened it the next moment.

At the moment when the vicissitudes of life opened his eyes and looked down, Jian Wushuang only felt that his entire consciousness had come to a standstill.

His body shape, but his consciousness, has been completely frozen, and he can't move at all.

"This, this?" Jian Wushuang's inner shock had reached an unprecedented level.

"Samsung!"

"It is definitely a three-star ancient god, the supreme existence comparable to that of human Taoist!"

Jian Wushuang widened his eyes.

This was the first time he had seen a supreme powerhouse at the Daoist level.

Although the vicissitudes of life in front of the old man is an ancient god, not a human Taoist, Jian Wushuang understands that in terms of strength, the vicissitudes of the old man is by no means weaker than the human Taoist, and may even be stronger.

He had long known that there might be a three-star ancient god in the ancient god clan, but he had never seen one before, and until now, he has finally met one.

"What a powerful bloodline pressure, even stronger than me?"

"Doll, who are you?"

The vicissitudes of life old man's face is cold, his eyes are piercing, and he is frozen on Jian Wushuang's body, as if he wants to see Jian Wushuang completely.

Being stared at by this vicissitudes of life old man, even Jian Wushuang couldn't help but feel a little frightened, but after all, he has experienced endless storms, at least he can maintain a little calm, and said: "My name is Jian Wushuang."

"Jian Wushuang?" The vicissitudes of life narrowed his eyes.

"Old Wing,

This doll, a descendant of the war-lovers, came to my eighth tribe not long ago, and just a few days ago, he went to the baptismal pool with the tribesmen of my tribe to be baptized, and stayed in the baptismal pool for seven days and six nights. Only then did the blood vessels awaken. ' said Granny Shadow.

"Seven days and six nights?" The vicissitudes of life old man Yi Lao also showed a look of surprise on his face, and he was obviously a little shocked in his heart.

After all, even the awakened Jinjia Ancient God bloodline can usually only stay for two days and two nights in the baptismal pool.

"Elder Yi, this doll's awakened bloodline level is extremely high, the ancient god he transformed into is fifteen meters tall, and the skin on his entire body, although ninety percent of the skin is gold, his left chest is close to the heart. The skin in the area is dark gold." Granny Shadow said again.

"Dark Gold?"

Old Yi couldn't sit still anymore, so he stood up directly, stared at Jian Wushuang, and roared, "You just said, this doll has some dark gold skin? And it's fifteen meters tall?"

"Yes." Granny Shadow nodded.

Old Yi was already shocked, his eyes were even a little hollow, and he muttered, "Ancient God of Dark Gold... Royal bloodline!"

"Royal bloodline?" Granny Ying was startled.

Jian Wushuang was also quite astonished.

Royal blood?

What royal bloodline?

Isn't there only three bloodlines of the ancient gods, the ancient gods of bronze armor, the ancient gods of silver armor, and the ancient gods of golden armor?

"Jian Wushuang." Yi Lao looked at Jian Wushuang, still shocked, "You turn into an ancient god and show me."

"Okay." Jian Wushuang nodded slightly, but did not refuse.

Immediately, Jian Wushuang's thoughts moved, pulling the power of blood in his body, and the power of blood burst directly, and his figure immediately began to skyrocket.

In just a moment, Jian Wushuang transformed into an ancient god of gold armor that was fifteen meters high. In addition to the fact that the ancient god he transformed into was much taller than other ancient gods of golden armor, the most important thing was that he had a chest on the left side of his chest. That part of the area is a piece of dark gold.

"Sure enough, it really is dark gold."

Old Yi stared at Jian Wushuang with wide eyes, "Not only that, but also his blood pressure, so pure and powerful, I am the ancient god of Jinjia, but in his blood pressure Down, there is even a trace of trembling from the heart."

"You can't be wrong, this is indeed the bloodline of the royal family!"

"Although the bloodline of the royal family is not complete, it is only a small part, but it is much nobler than us ancient gods in golden armor!"

"How many years? My ancient god family, finally another ancient god with royal blood has appeared!"

"Ha ha"

Boss Yi laughed, with ecstasy and a hint of madness in his laughter.

This made Jian Wushuang and Granny Ying at the foot of the stairs a little baffled.

Although Granny Ying is an elder of the Eighth Tribe, she is not the highest level of the entire Ancient God Tribe. She does not know some secrets of the Ancient God Tribe. As Yi Lao said about the royal bloodline, she does not know. Affection.

"The royal bloodline was born, you old fellows, why don't you hurry up?" Elder Yi suddenly shouted towards the void.

The sound spread out, and it resounded in the entire ancient shrine, but many clansmen who stayed in the ancient shrine did not hear it at all.

Only the real old immortals of the ancient god clan existed, but they heard it.

"The bloodline of the royal family? Has the bloodline of my king finally appeared?"

A magnificent voice suddenly sounded, and the voice came from the ground. Following Jian Wushuang's shocking gaze, the ground on which he was standing began to tremble wildly, and the tremors became more and more intense.

"What's wrong?" Jian Wushuang looked around in amazement.

Not only him, but the many clansmen who were staying in the ancient shrine at the moment looked at the frantically trembling ground around them in astonishment.

At this moment, on a piece of ground in the center of the ancient shrine, the ground suddenly cracked, and a huge palm stretched out directly from the cracked ground, and an incomparably huge figure seemed to come from He crawled out of the coffin, tore off the ground covering him, and appeared directly in the sight of everyone.

This is an ancient god in golden armor with a height of hundreds of feet, bathed in golden light.

This ancient god in golden armor stood there, and the huge volume was like a big mountain, which was extremely impactful.

"Okay, so big." Jian Wushuang couldn't help but be shocked.

With a body that is hundreds of feet tall, this is actually a person?

And after the appearance of this ancient god in golden armor, he stretched his waist, and Jian Wushuang only heard a burst of crisp sounds like thunder. Then, the figure of this ancient god in golden armor began to shrink rapidly, and soon it turned into A middle-aged man more than two meters tall rushed towards the black attic where Jian Wushuang was. ...Reading friends, you can search for "" to find this site as soon as possible.