At the same time that the outside world was turned upside down due to the so-called 'fall of the sword', the inner layer of life and death was eternal.

There are ten major tribes in the Demon God tribe. Every tribe has tens of thousands of people. The ten tribes coexist friendly and there is almost no fighting.

Eighth tribe, on a continuous mountain range, there are many houses piled up completely in stone, and the number is countless.

The gates of the Qiang tribe are all made of rocks.

Gu Yang, carrying a big bow, walked into the eighth tribe with his sword Wushuang.

"Brother Guyang, is the hunt back?"

"Gu Yan, who is the man you carry?"

You are very enthusiastic one by one in the tribe.

"Father, who are you carrying?" A burly young man came to Gu Yang.

"This tribe is badly injured, go and invite the mother-in-law." Gu Yang said.

"Okay." The young man nodded, and immediately went to invite the mother-in-law.

Bian Guyang brought Jian Wushuang to a stone house and put Jian Wushuang on a stone bed. Before long, the young man came in with an old woman with a vicissitude on his face and holding a leading cane.

"Sharing mother-in-law." Gu Yang humbly shouted.

"Hmm." Yingying mother-in-law responded and walked to the bed, looking at the sword on the bed with a little muddy eyes.

无 At this moment Jian Wushuang, consciousness has fallen into a coma.

"This baby ..." Shadow Mother-in-law stared at Jian Wushuang, but the slightly squinting eyes opened suddenly, and there was a flash of light in the depths of the eyes.

"Mother-in-law, what's wrong?" Gu Yang asked in confusion.

"This baby, so pure soul breath." Shadow mother-in-law said.

"Soul breath is very pure?" Gu Yang looked, surprised to see Jian Wushuang.

"Soul breath is the essence of my people. The more pure the soul breath, the higher the concentration of his blood, and the concentration of such a pure soul breath is definitely comparable to those of the tenth generation of my family. It may even be higher. "The mother-in-law sighed with surprise.

"What? The tenth generation?" Gu Yang could not help but startled.

Their ethnic group is an ancient **** family!

As for the demon family, they are the names of the sectarians in the sky dome.

Their ancestors are ancient gods who can break the world.

They all have the blood of the ancient gods, but when their ancestors lost their traces, their peoples have passed down from generation to generation. The blood of the ancient gods is also becoming thinner and thinner. They have lived endless years in this life and death and eternity. It has been passed down for hundreds of generations, and the number of people has reached one million, but the blood of pure ancient gods is getting less and less.

Nine statues are now among the ancient gods. Once baptized, ninety-nine percent can only become ancient bronze armor gods. There are still some parts. Even after baptism, they cannot awaken the blood and become ancient gods.

There is only a very small part of, after baptism, you can awaken the blood of the ancient armor of Yinjia.

As for the ancient armors of Jinjia, it is even more rare. There are only ten or twenty ancient armors of Jinjia in a tribe with 100,000 people.

This is because the blood of ancient gods is getting thinner and thinner.

What the mother-in-law said, the tenth-generation tribe has very high blood of the ancient gods. There are not many ancient gods of the tribe who still live in the realm of life and death. They are within ten generations.

"Such a pure soul breath, such a strong bloodline, if this doll is to be baptized and become the ancient **** of silver armor, it is certainly no problem. Even if it becomes the ancient **** of gold armor, it is very possible." Yingma said.

"Jin Jia ancient god?" Gu Yan moved inside.

The entire tribe, there are only more than ten ancient gods of gold armor, each of which is extremely old and highly respected.

的 The birth of each Jinjia ancient **** is a great event for the entire ancient **** family.

"Where did you come across this baby, and from which tribe did he come from?" Asked Granny Ying.

"I do n’t know which tribe he came from. I only know that he ’s called Jian Wushuang. I used to hunt outside and happened to run into him, and he was hunted down by someone outside the world. I shot him and rescued him. Back. "Gu Yang said.

"Sword unparalleled?" Frowning mother-in-law frowned. "My ancient gods mostly use ancient surnames. Although there are other surnames, they are rare, and I have never heard of them. ? "

不过 "However, no matter what tribe he comes from, since he has such a pure soul breath, it must be my ancient **** family, and there is nothing wrong with it."

"Gu Yang, go out first, and give this doll to me." Yingmao said.

"Yes." Gu Yang nodded, and after looking at Jian Wushuang again, he left directly.

In the stone house, only Jian Wushuang and the shadow mother-in-law were left.

Granny Wu Ying sat down beside the stone bed and stretched out her arm. The raised part of her arm slowly squirmed. Just for a moment, a dense and numerous tentacles crawled out of Granny Ying's arm.

鸠 "Dove, heal this baby. In addition, give him a drop of blood you saved." Mother-in-law said.

Hearing this, the worm on the arm raised his head and looked at her mother-in-law.

Its essence and blood has great effects, and it can save a drop every ten thousand years on average. It is extremely precious. Generally, it will not be given to people, but now the mother-in-law of the shadow has ordered it to give sword swordsman a drop.

Although surprised, this worm did not violate Shadow Mother-in-law's words, and soon it got into Jian Wushuang's arm, and also spit out a drop of blood.

As soon as this drop of blood appeared in Jian Wushuang's body, Jian Wushuang's body involuntarily began to absorb this drop of blood.

吸收 With absorption, the injury in his body began to recover at an alarming rate, even the arm that was cut off by the black robe old man ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ before Jian Wushuang began to repair directly at this moment.

This drop of sperm blood is obviously effective in bringing back life to life.

Not only that, after thoroughly absorbing this drop of blood, Jian Wushuang's vitality will skyrocket.

If the life of a xiaoxiaojing is 10,000 years, then the sword is unparalleled at this moment, at least it can live for more than 50,000 years.

Just a moment, Jian Wushuang's broken arm has completely recovered, and his wounds are also good. But the exhausted spiritual power, this essence and blood, cannot be completely restored.

On the stone bed, Jian Wushuang's consciousness woke up slowly, his eyes slowly opened.

When he opened his eyes, Jian Wushuang saw the mother-in-law next to the bed.

"Doll, are you awake?"

Granny Wu Ying was looking at him gently.

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