Legend of Swordsman Chapter 740: Royal!

Under the shadow of Mother-in-law, Jian Wushuang came to the core of this ancient shrine not long before, in front of a huge black attic.

On the stone steps in front of this black loft, a vicissitudes old man with a bearded back sits quietly.

If you just look at it with your naked eyes, the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the old man.

"Wing of the old." Shadow mother-in-law respectfully salutes the vicissitudes of the old man.

The sitting old man, just like a dead vicissitudes old man, slightly moved his eyelids, but opened his eyes the next moment.

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

His body, but his consciousness, has been completely frozen, and he cannot move at all.

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

"Samsung!"

"Absolutely Samsung ancient god, enough to rival the supreme existence of human Taoism!"

Jian Wushuang's eyes widened.

This is the first time he has seen the Supreme High at the Taoist level.

Even though the vicissitudes of the old man is an ancient god, not human Taoism, Jian Jianshuang understands that the vicissitudes of the old man is no weaker or even stronger than the human Taoism.

He knew that the ancient gods might have three-star ancient gods, but he had never seen them before. Until now, he finally saw one.

"A strong blood pressure is better than me?"

"Who are you, baby?"

The vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the old man.

Staring at this vicissitude old man, even though Jian Wushuang couldn't help but feel a little dazed, but after all, he had experienced endless storms, at least he could still maintain a trace of calm, and said, "My name is Jian Wushuang."

"Sword unparalleled?" The vicissitudes old man stared.

"Yi Lao, this doll is a descendant of the war-thirsty. He came to my eighth tribe not long ago. Just a few days ago, he went to the baptismal baptism with the people of my tribe. After staying for seven days and six nights, I just awakened my bloodline. "Shadow mother-in-law said.

"Seven days and six nights?" The vicissitudes of the old man was old, and a look of shock appeared on his face, apparently a little shocked in his heart.

After all, even the awakened blood of the ancient armor of Jin Jia, in the baptistery, usually only stay for two days and two nights.

"Yi Lao, this doll has a very high level of blood awakening. The ancient **** he transformed is fifteen meters high, and his whole body skin is golden, but his left chest is next to him. The skin in that area of ​​the heart was dark golden, "said Mother-in-law again.

"Dark gold?"

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

"Yes." Shadow-in-law nodded.

Yi Lao is already shocked, his eyes are even a little hollow, his mouth murmured, "Dark gold ancient **** ... royal blood!"

"The royal bloodline?"

Jian Wushuang is also quite wrong.

Royal bloodline?

What royal bloodline?

Are the ancient gods not only the three blood vessels of the bronze armor ancient god, the silver armor ancient god, or the golden armor ancient god?

"Sword Warriors." Wing Lao Chao sword Warriors looked over, still shocked, "You turned into an ancient **** to show me."

"Okay." Jian Wushuang nodded slightly and did not refuse.

Immediately, Jian Wushuang's thoughts moved, drawing the power of the blood in his body. The power of the blood exploded directly, and his body immediately began to skyrocket.

In just a moment, the sword Wushuang turned into a gold armor ancient **** full of fifteen meters in height. The ancient **** he transformed, in addition to being much larger than other gold armor ancient gods, the most important is The part of his left chest was dark golden.

"Sure enough, it really is dark golden."

Yi Lao stared at Jian Wushuang with his eyes wide open. "Not only that, but also his blood pressure, so pure, so powerful blood pressure, I am an ancient **** of gold armor, but in his Under the mighty blood pressure, there was a shudder from the heart. "

"Nothing wrong, this is indeed the blood of the royal family!"

"Although the blood of the royal family is not complete, it is only a small part, but it is also more noble than our ancient gold armor gods!"

"How many years? My ancient **** family finally has another ancient **** with royal blood!"

"Haha ~"

Yi boss laughed, laughter with ecstasy, with a trace of madness.

This makes the sword unparalleled and shadow mother-in-law under the steps inexplicable.

Although Grandma Ying is an elder of the eighth tribe, it is not the highest level of the entire ancient **** tribe. Some of the secrets of the ancient **** tribe she did not know, like the royal bloodline in Yilaokou. She didn't know.

"The blood of the royal family was born, you old guys, don't hurry up?" Yi Lao suddenly shouted to the side.

The voice spread out, and it rang loudly throughout the ancient shrine, but many people staying in the ancient shrine never heard it.

Only those real old immortals of the ancient gods exist, but I heard them.

"Royal bloodline? My king's bloodline finally appeared?"

A grand voice sounded suddenly, this voice came from the ground, followed by Jian Wushuang's full of shocking eyes, the ground where he was on began to tremble madly, and the tremor was getting worse.

"What's wrong?" Jian Wushuang looked around a bit stupidly.

It's not just him. Many ethnic groups staying in the ancient shrine at this moment are all looking at the crazy trembling ground around them in amazement.

At this moment, on a piece of ground in the center of the ancient shrine, there was a clapping ~ The ground was suddenly cracked, and a huge palm protruded directly from the cracked ground, a huge figure, It was as if crawling out of a coffin, tearing the ground covering him and appearing directly in the sight of everyone.

This is an ancient **** of gold armor with a body full of hundreds of feet and bathed in golden light.

This ancient Jinjia **** is standing there, and the huge volume is like a mountain, which is extremely impactful.

"Okay, big." Jian Wushuang couldn't help but shake.

Hundred feet tall, this turned out to be an individual?

When the ancient Jinjia ancient **** appeared, he stretched his back. Suddenly Jian Wushuang only heard a crisp sound like thunder. Then, the figure of this ancient golden armor began to shrink rapidly, and soon It turned into a middle-aged man more than two meters high, rushing towards the black loft where Jian Wushuang was located.