Under the guidance of Granny Ying, Jian Wushuang soon came to the core of the ancient temple, a huge black attic.
On the stone steps in front of the black attic, there was a vicissitudes of life old man sitting there quietly.
If you simply look at it with your naked eyes, this vicissitudes of life old man seems to be completely dead, not even breathing. But if you close your eyes and look at it with your heart, you can feel the obscure aura of this vicissitudes of life old man.
"Old Yi." Grandma Ying saluted respectfully towards the vicissitudes of life.
The vicissitudes of the old man, who was sitting cross-legged and looking like a dead man, moved his eyelids slightly, but opened them the next moment.
The moment the vicissitudes of life old man opened his eyes and looked down, Jian Wushuang felt that his entire consciousness had come to a standstill.
His body shape, as well as his consciousness, have been completely frozen, unable to move at all.
"This, this is?" Jian Wushuang's inner horror had reached an unprecedented level.
"Three stars!"
"Definitely a three-star ancient god, a supreme existence comparable to human Taoism!"
Jian Wushuang's eyes widened.
This was the first time he had seen a supreme powerhouse at the Taoist level.
Although the vicissitudes old man in front of him is an ancient god and not a human Taoist, Jian Wushuang understands that in terms of strength, the vicissitudes old man is by no means weaker than the human Taoist, and may even be stronger.
He had known that there might be a three-star ancient god in the ancient god clan, but he had never seen one before. Until now, he finally saw one.
"What a powerful bloodline pressure. It's actually stronger than me?"
"Baby, who are you?"
The vicissitudes of life old man's face was stern, and his piercing eyes were fixed on Jian Wushuang's body, as if he wanted to see through 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 had experienced endless storms. At least he could maintain a trace of calmness and said: "My name is Jian Wushuang."
"Jian Wushuang?" The vicissitudes of the old man narrowed his eyes.
"Mr. Yi, this kid is a descendant of war-loving people. He came to my eighth tribe not long ago, and just a few days ago, he went to the baptismal pool with the people of my tribe for baptism, and stayed in the baptismal pool for a long time.
It took seven days and six nights before the bloodline was awakened." Granny Ying continued.
"Seven days and six nights?" The vicissitudes of life old man Yi Lao also showed a look of surprise on his face, and it was obvious that he was also a little shocked in his heart.
After all, even the awakened golden-armored ancient god bloodline can usually only stay in the baptismal pool for two days and two nights.
"Mr. Yi, this baby's awakened bloodline is at a very high level. The ancient god he transformed into is fifteen meters tall, and although 99% of his skin is golden, the skin on his left chest is close to his heart.
The skin in this area is dark golden." Granny Ying said again.
"Dark gold?"
Yi Lao couldn't sit still anymore, stood up directly, stared at Jian Wushuang, and growled: "You just said that this doll has part of dark golden skin? And it is fifteen meters tall?"
"Yes." Grandma Ying nodded.
Elder Yi was already in shock, his eyes were even a little hollow, and he murmured, "Dark Gold Ancient God...the blood of the royal family!"
"Royal bloodline?" Granny Ying was startled.
Jian Wushuang was also quite stunned.
Royal blood?
What royal bloodline?
Doesn’t the Ancient God clan only have three bloodlines: the Ancient God in bronze armor, the Ancient God in silver armor, and the Ancient God in gold armor?
"Jian Wushuang." Mr. Yi looked towards 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. The power of blood surged directly, and his body shape immediately began to surge.
In just a moment, Jian Wushuang transformed into a golden-armored ancient god that was fifteen meters tall. In addition to being much larger than other golden-armored ancient gods, the ancient god he transformed into was, most importantly, the left side of his chest.
That part of the area is a dark golden color.
"Sure enough, it is indeed dark gold."
Mr. Yi stared at Jian Wushuang with his eyes wide open, "Not only that, but also the pressure of his bloodline. It is so pure and powerful. As an ancient god in golden armor, I can't stand the pressure of his bloodline."
There was actually a hint of trembling from the bottom of my heart."
"You can't be wrong, this is indeed the blood of the royal family!"
"Although the royal bloodline is not complete, it is only a small part, but it is still much nobler than us golden-armored ancient gods!"
"How many years has it been? In our ancient god clan, there is finally another ancient god with royal blood!"
"Haha~~~"
Mr. Yi laughed, his laughter filled with ecstasy and a hint of madness.
This made Jian Wushuang and Granny Ying a little confused at the bottom of the steps.
Although Granny Ying is an elder of the Eighth Tribe, she is not at the top of the entire Ancient God Tribe. She does not know some of the secrets of the Ancient God Tribe, such as the royal bloodline mentioned by Yi Lao.
Affection.
"The blood of the royal family has been born, why don't you old guys come over quickly?" Mr. Yi suddenly shouted to the side.
The sound spread out and resounded throughout the entire Ancient Shrine, but many tribesmen staying in the Ancient Shrine never heard it at all.
Only a few real immortal beings from the Ancient God Clan heard it.
"Royal bloodline? Has my king's direct bloodline finally appeared?"
A majestic voice suddenly sounded, which actually came from underground. Immediately after Jian Wushuang's shocked gaze, the ground where he was began to tremble crazily, and the tremor became more and more intense.
"What's wrong?" Jian Wushuang looked around in shock.
Not only him, but also many clansmen staying in the ancient palace at this moment looked at the crazily trembling ground around them in astonishment.
At this moment, on the ground in the center of the ancient temple, there was a crash~~~ The ground suddenly cracked, and immediately a huge palm stretched out directly from the cracked ground, and a huge figure appeared.
As if crawling out of the coffin, he tore off the ground covering him and appeared directly in everyone's sight.
This is an ancient god in golden armor who is over a hundred feet tall and bathed in golden light.
This golden-armored ancient god stood there, its huge size was like a big mountain, and it was extremely impactful.
"Okay, so big." Jian Wushuang couldn't help being shocked.
With a body over a hundred feet tall, this is actually a human being?
After the golden-armored ancient god appeared, he stretched out his waist. Suddenly Jian Wushuang heard bursts of thunderous sounds, and then, the golden-armored ancient god began to shrink rapidly, and soon turned into a
A middle-aged man more than two meters tall rushed toward the black attic where Jian Wushuang was.