Shortly after the first tribesman awakened to his bloodline, another tribesman turned into an ancient god one after another and walked out of the baptismal pool.
In the blink of an eye, a day and a night passed.
At this moment, twelve of the thirteen tribesmen who entered the baptismal pool for baptism this time have already walked out of the baptismal pool, including two of the tribesmen who turned into silver-armored demon gods. Finally, there is only one person left, namely Jian Wushuang.
, but still stayed in the baptistery and never came out.
"It's been a day and a night." Grandma Ying murmured, with a glint in her eyes.
"The thirteen clan members, the last one among them, only absorbed eight hours in the baptismal pool before reaching the limit and turning into the silver-armored demon god. And this Jian Wushuang has been absorbed for a day and a night, but he is still continuing.
, it seems that he does have a high chance of transforming into the golden-armored ancient god." A two-star ancient god next to him exclaimed.
Time is still passing.
Jian Wushuang was completely immersed in the absorption of the cyan energy.
And the longer he absorbs this cyan energy, the higher the bloodline of the Ancient God he will transform into.
At the edge of the canyon, many tribesmen were still waiting quietly.
When Jian Wushuang stayed in the baptismal pool for one day and one night, these tribesmen were quietly surprised. But as Jian Wushuang stayed in the baptismal pool for two days and two nights, these tribesmen became excited.
"It's been two days and two nights! More than 20% of the ancient divine crystal has been consumed!"
"According to past situations, all tribesmen who stayed in the baptismal pool for two days and two nights eventually turned into the golden-armored ancient god!"
"It seems that Jian Wushuang did not disappoint us."
"The Ancient God in Golden Armor."
The people of the eighth tribe are looking forward to it very much.
There is no way, as the entire ancient god tribe is passed down from generation to generation, the bloodline is getting thinner and thinner, and the probability of giving birth to a golden-armored ancient god is getting lower and lower.
Now the total number of the golden-armored ancient gods of their ten major tribes cannot exceed a hundred. Any golden-armored ancient god is a continuation of the bloodline.
In the huge baptismal pool, Jian Wushuang sat cross-legged, and the vast cyan energy was continuously being sucked into his body.
Every part of his body was undergoing transformation, and this transformation continued.
Finally, Jian Wushuang's body seemed to have reached its limit, and the cyan energy could no longer absorb any more.
As soon as his body reached its limit, Jian Wushuang immediately discovered that the blood and bones all over his body seemed to be completely alive at this moment.
Every part of his body was trembling with excitement and joy.
"ah!"
Jian Wushuang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body. This pain came from the deepest part of his soul, causing his complexion to change drastically and his veins to burst.
He opened his mouth with difficulty, as if he wanted to vent something, but what finally came out were deafening roars.
These low roars are astonishingly powerful, and every roar is enough to frighten all living things.
At the edge of the canyon, the expressions of the many tribesmen who had been waiting there quietly changed suddenly.
"Seven days and six nights!"
"Have you finally reached your limit?"
"Three-quarters of the ancient divine crystal has been consumed?"
These tribesmen looked at Jian Wushuang with a hint of shock, but also with envy.
The longer you stay in the baptismal pool, the more cyan energy you absorb, and the level of awakened ancient god bloodline will be higher.
Jian Wushuang stayed in the baptismal pool for seven days and six nights. This is incredible. In such a long time, he absorbed a huge amount of cyan energy. Even the ancient divine crystal consumed three-quarters of it. Jian Wushuang
How high will the awakened bloodline be?
"He is definitely the golden-armored ancient god, and he is also the top bloodline among the golden-armored ancient gods!"
"In our entire ancient god clan, among the millions of remaining clan members, I am afraid that few of them have a higher bloodline than him."
"Just watch."
Everyone looked at Jian Wushuang attentively.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang, who was in the baptismal pool, was facing unprecedented pain. At the same time as this pain occurred, his body also began to change.
Like other tribesmen, his body began to swell at this moment.
It was obviously only a normal human size, but now it climbed up at an alarming speed. In just a moment, it had climbed to a height of ten meters, and it continued to climb, but finally stopped at about fifteen meters.
At the same time, the skin on his body also slowly transformed into a golden color, and his arms and thighs began to become extremely thick.
In just a moment, he had transformed into an ancient god in golden armor that was fifteen meters tall!
"Is this so huge?"
"The Ancient God in Golden Armor, and the Ancient God in Golden Armor who is also fifteen meters tall."
"this……"
The tribesmen at the edge of the canyon were all confused.
For the people of the Ancient God Clan, their size is determined by their bloodline.
The average ancient god in bronze armor is about three meters tall, while the ancient god in silver armor is between five and six meters tall.
As for the ancient gods in golden armor, under normal circumstances, they are around ten meters tall, and rarely exceed ten meters.
But now, the golden-armored ancient god transformed by Jian Wushuang has reached a height of fifteen meters.
"What is that?" A tribesman who had reached the second-star level suddenly exclaimed.
Everyone followed the tribesman's gaze and looked at the chest of the golden-armored ancient god transformed by Jian Wushuang. At this sight, everyone was stunned.
I saw a red four-pointed star pattern on Jian Wushuang's left chest.
This four-pointed star pattern represents the level of the Ancient God. Jian Wushuang has just transformed into an Ancient God. He is only a one-star Ancient God, so there is only one four-pointed star on his chest. However, what the tribesmen here see is not
It is a four-pointed star, but the area covered by the four-pointed star.
It's where Jian Wushuang's heart is, and the skin there is completely different from other places.
Although it is also golden, that area is a dark gold!
"Dark gold!"
"Dark gold?"
"How is that possible?"
Seeing this dark golden color, many members of the Ancient God Clan were all stunned.
The Ancient Gods have three different levels of bloodline, the Ancient God in Bronze Armor, the Ancient God in Silver Armor, and the Ancient God in Gold Armor. Each bloodline has only one skin color.
Like the ancient god in golden armor, his whole body is golden.
But now, most of the ancient god transformed by Jian Wushuang is golden, but the skin on the front of his chest is dark golden?
What the hell is this?
At this moment, the severe pain in Jian Wushuang's body had calmed down. In the sharp eyes of the golden-armored ancient god he spoke to, there was a faint dark golden light passing by. He suddenly raised his head, and the next moment, a tyrannical wave appeared
The pressure of his bloodline swept away directly.
At the same time, some more memories appeared in Jian Wushuang's mind out of thin air.
These memories are inherited memories from the ancient god clan!
There is only one kind of memory content...
"The ancient god family's supreme secret, the ancient god's three fingers!"