Legend of Swordsman Chapter 737: Eventual transformation!

Soon after the first tribe awakened from the bleeding veins, one after another turned into an ancient **** and came out of the baptismal pool.

Blink, and day and night passed.

At this moment, of the thirteen people who entered the baptismal baptism this time, twelve of them have already come out of the baptistry, including two of them who turned into silver armor gods, and there is one person left at the end, It is Jian Wushuang, but still stays in the baptismal pool and never comes out.

"It's been a day and a night." The mother-in-law murmured, her eyes with a hint of light.

"The thirteen clan members, the latest one of them, only absorbed eight hours in the baptismal pool and reached the limit, turning into a silver armor demon, and this sword unparalleled has been absorbed all day and night, but It's still going on. It seems that he does have a great chance to be transformed into an ancient **** of gold armor. "A two-star ancient **** next to him admired.

Time is still passing.

Jian Wushuang is completely immersed in the absorption of that cyan energy.

The longer this cyan energy is absorbed, the higher the ancient blood of ancient gods will be.

At the edge of the canyon, many people still wait quietly.

When Jian Wushuang stayed in the baptistery for one day and one night, these people quietly only had some surprises. However, with Jian Wushuang staying in the baptistery for two days and two nights, these people were excited.

"Two days and two nights! That ancient **** crystal has already consumed more than 20%!"

"According to the previous situation, all the people who stayed in the baptistery for two days and two nights will eventually become the ancient armor of Jinjia!"

"This sword is unparalleled. It doesn't seem to disappoint us."

"Golden armor ancient god."

These people of the Eighth Tribe are looking forward to it.

No way, the entire ancient **** tribe will continue to be thinner and thinner as the generations pass on from generation to generation.

Now the total of the top ten tribal golden armor gods will not exceed one hundred. Any golden armor gods are continuations of blood.

In the huge baptismal basin, Jian Wushuang sat sitting, and the vast cyan energy was continuously inhaled by him.

Mutating throughout his body, this transformation continues.

Finally, Jian Wushuang's body seems to have reached its limit, and the cyan energy can no longer absorb the slightest.

As soon as the body reached its limit, Jian Wushuang discovered immediately that his whole body blood and bones were completely alive at this moment.

Everywhere in my body, I was trembling with excitement and jubilant.

"Ah!"

Jian Wushuang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body. This pain came from the deepest part of his soul, which caused his face to change dramatically and his muscles to burst.

He opened his mouth hard, seeming to want to vent something, but what finally came out was a deafening roar.

These roars are astonishingly loud, and each roar is enough to surprise all beings.

On the edge of the canyon, the many people who have been waiting there quietly, all look violently.

"Seven days and six nights!"

"Finally reached the limit?"

"Ancient **** crystal, actually consumed three-quarters?"

The tribe's gaze toward Xiang Wushuang was a little shocked, and they were also envious.

The longer you stay in the Baptistry, the more blue energy you absorb, the higher the ancient blood of the awakening.

Jian Wushuang spent seven days and six nights in the baptistery, which is incredible. Such a long time has absorbed a large amount of cyan energy, and even the ancient **** crystal has consumed a full three-quarters. How high will the sword awakened blood?

"Absolutely the ancient armor of gold armor, but also the top bloodline among the ancient armor of gold armor!"

"Our entire ancient **** family, and the remaining million people, I am afraid that few people have bloodlines that will be higher than him."

"Look at it."

Everyone looked at Jian Wushuang intently.

Jian Wushuang in the Baptistry at this moment is facing unprecedented pain, and at the same time when such pain occurs, his body begins to change.

Like other people, his body started to skyrocket at this moment.

Obviously it is just normal human volume, but now it is climbing at an alarming rate. In just a moment, it has climbed to a height of ten meters, and continues to climb, but eventually stays at about fifteen meters.

At the same time, his skin slowly changed to a golden color, and his arms and thighs began to become extremely thick.

In just a few moments, he has turned into a golden armor **** full of fifteen meters high!

"This, so huge?"

"Golden armor ancient god, and is also fifteen meters high."

"This ..."

The tribe on the edge of the canyon are dreadful.

The tribe of the ancient gods, their size is determined by blood.

The average bronze armor **** is about three meters tall, while the silver armor **** is between five meters and six meters.

As for the ancient armor of Jin Jia, under normal circumstances, the height is about ten meters, and rarely more than ten meters.

But now, the ancient armor of Jin Jia transformed by Jian Wushuang has already reached fifteen meters in height.

"What is that?" A clan who had reached the level of two stars suddenly exclaimed.

The crowd looked in the eyes of this clan, and looked at the chest of the ancient **** Jinjia, which was transformed by Jian Wushuang. Everyone froze.

I saw Jian Wushuang's left chest with a red four-pointed star pattern.

The four-star pattern represents the level of the ancient gods. The sword Wushuang has just become an ancient god. It is only one-star ancient god. Therefore, there is only one four-star star on the chest. It is not the four-star star, but the area covered by the four-star star.

It is the part of Jian Wushuang's heart. The skin there is completely different from other places.

Although it is also golden, the area is dark gold!

"Dark gold!"

"Dark gold?"

"How is that possible?"

Seeing the dark gold of many ancient gods and tribal people, they were all wiped out.

An ancient **** family, there are three different levels of blood veins, bronze armor ancient god, silver armor ancient god, and golden armor ancient god. Each blood vein has only one skin color.

Like the ancient armor of gold armor, then the whole body is golden.

But now, the ancient **** transformed by Jian Wushuang, most of the body is golden, except that the skin on the chest area is dark golden?

What the **** is this?

And at this moment, the sharp pain in Jian Wushuang's body had calmed down. The golden armor ancient **** he spoke, among those sharp eyes, there was a dark golden light faintly passing, and he suddenly looked up, the next moment, A mighty blood pressure swept away.

At the same time, Jian Wushuang's mind also had some more memories in his mind.

These memories are inherited memories from the ancient gods!

There is only one kind of memory ...

"The ancient gods have no way to go to school, the three fingers of the ancient gods!"

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