Legend of Swordsman

Under the guidance of the shadow mother-in-law, Jian Wushuang did not take long to come 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 vicissitude old man with a tiger-backed waist sitting quietly.

If you simply look at it with the naked eye, this old man seems to have completely died, and he has no breathing. If you close your eyes and look at it, you can feel the sorrowful old man.

“Wings are old.” Shadow mother-in-law is respectful to this old man.

Sitting on the plate, it was like the vicissitudes of the old man, the eyelids moved slightly, but the next moment was opened.

In this moment, the old man opened his eyes and looked down. Jian Wushuang only felt that his whole consciousness had fallen into a pause.

His figure is his consciousness, he has completely solidified, and he can’t move at all.

“This, is this?” Jian Wushuang innermost feelings The horror has reached an unprecedented level.

“Samsung!”

“Absolutely the ancient god of Samsung, it is enough to rival the supreme existence of Human Dao Lord!”

Jian Wushuang’s eyes wide open.

This is the first time he has seen the supreme Powerhouse at the Dao Lord level.

Although the old man in front of him is an ancient god, not a Human Dao Lord, but Jian Wushuang understands that the Old Man of Strength is not weaker than Human’s Dao Lord, and may even be stronger.

He had known that the ancient gods might have the ancient god of Samsung, but he had never seen it before. Until now, he finally saw one.

“A strong Bloodline pressure is even stronger than me?”

“Doll, who are you?”

The vicissitudes of Old Man’s face are cold and stunned, and they are solidified on Jian Wushuang’s body. It seems that Jian Wushuang should be thoroughly seen.

I was stared at by this vicissitude Old Man. Even though Jian Wushuang couldn’t help but feel a little worried, he had experienced endless storms. At least he could keep a trace calm and said: “My name is Jian Wushuang.”

“Jian Wushuang?” The old man looked up.

“Wings old, this doll, is a descendant of the warriors, came to my eighth Tribe not long ago, and just a few days ago, he went to the baptismal baptism with my Tribe’s Clansmen, and stayed in the baptismal pool. After seven days and six nights, I was awakened to Bloodline.”

“Seven days and six nights?” The old man of the vicissitudes of the old man, his face also revealed a trace of shock, apparently the heart is also somewhat shocked.

After all, even the awakened golden god Bloodline, in the baptismal pool, can only stay for two days and two nights.

“Wings old, this doll is awakened by the level of Bloodline. His ancient gods are 15 meters high, and his body skin, although 90% nine are gold, but his left chest is next to the heart. The skin of the area is dark gold.”

“Dark gold?”

Wings old can no longer sit still, and stood up straight, staring at Jian Wushuang, whispering: “You said, this doll, has some dark golden skin? And the height is fifteen meters?”

“Yes.” Shadow mother-in-law even nodded.

The wing is already a shock. His eyes are even empty, and his mouth is muttering. “Dark gold god…Bloodline!”

“Royal Bloodline?”

Jian Wushuang is also quite wrong.

Royal Family Bloodline?

What royal family Bloodline?

Is the ancient god family not only the three bronze gods, the ancient god of silver, the ancient god of gold, and the ancient god of gold?

“Jian Wushuang.” Wing Lao looked at Jian Wushuang and it was still shocking. “You turned it into a god to show me.”

“Good.” Jian Wushuang was slightly nodded and did not refuse.

Immediately after the movement of Jian Wushuang, pulling the power of Bloodline in his body, the power of Bloodline surged directly, and his figure immediately began to skyrocket.

In just a moment, Jian Wushuang turned into a fifteen-meter-high gold god. The ancient god he had made was a lot bigger than other ancient gold gods. The most important thing was that he was on his left chest. That part of the area is a dark gold.

“Sure enough, it really is dark gold.”

Wing Dad stared at Jian Wushuang with his eyes wide open. “Not only that, but also his Bloodline pressure, good purity, strong and powerful Bloodline pressure, I am a golden armor, can be in his Bloodline Underneath, there is a trace of a trace from the innermost feelings.”

“It can’t be wrong, this is indeed the royal family Bloodline!”

“Although the royal family Bloodline is not complete, it is only a small part, but it is much more noble than our ancient gold gods!”

“How many years have passed? My ancient gods finally have an ancient god with a royal family Bloodline!”

“Ha ha~”

Wings Boss laughed, laughter with ecstasy, and a trace of madness.

This makes the Jian Wushuang and Shadow Mother-in-law under the steps somewhat inexplicable.

Although the shadow mother is an Elder of the eighth Tribe, but it is not the highest level of the entire ancient Tribe, some secrets of the ancient god Tribe, she did not know, like the royal family Bloodline said in the mouth, she did not know situation.

“The royal family Bloodline was born, you old Old Fogy, don’t hurry up?” Wings suddenly shouted to the side.

The sound spread out, and the mighty sounds in the entire ancient shrine. Many Clansmen who can stay in the ancient shrine are never heard.

Only the true old people of the ancient gods existed, but they heard it.

“The royal family Bloodline? My king’s BBloodline, finally appeared?”

A loud voice screamed, and the sound came from the underground. Following the powerful gaze of Jian Wushuang, the ground on which he was located began to tremble madly, and the tremors were getting worse.

“What’s wrong?” Jian Wushuang looked at the surroundings with some mistakes.

Not only him, but many Clansmen who stayed in the ancient shrine at the moment, were horrified to look at the frenzied ground around them.

At this moment, on the ground in the center of the ancient shrine, 哗啦啦~ The ground smashed open, and immediately a huge palm stretched out from the cracked ground, a huge figure, as if Climbing out of the coffin, tearing open the ground that covers him, it appears directly in the eyes of everyone.

This is a golden armor that is full of hundreds of feet and bathed in golden light.

This golden armor is standing there, and the huge volume is like a mountain, very impactful.

“Good, big.” Jian Wushuang could not help but shock.

A full body of hundreds of feet, this is actually an individual?

After the appearance of the ancient god of the golden armor, a stretch of the waist was stretched, and immediately, Jian Wushuang heard only a burst of thunderous sounds. Then, the figure of the golden armor began to shrink rapidly and quickly became A two-meter-high Middle aged man plucked into the black attic where Jian Wushuang was.