Jane Wushuang, don't waste your time on them. As soon as he ran over, the Poisonous Insect King said on Jian Wushuang's head.

I had the same thought, and Jian Wushuang focused his gaze. As the sword soldiers rushed towards him, the rolling ancient divine power flowed out. His stature has grown astonishingly to three meters tall. At the same time, his head and arms protruded from his body.

Old God Stunt, Six Heads, Twelve Arms!

Each of his twelve arms held a sword.

In addition, there were two brilliant golden rays that swept through. They are two Hongrong golden swords.

Go to hell!

The sword rushed forward and immediately engaged in a battle with the swordmen.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The deafening sound resonated, and swords flew out of the impact. The sword, on the other hand, relied on his strength and strength advantage, as well as his melee skills to advance in the siege.

Hiroshi in a moment!

The sword then fell on the corpse of the expert of the Wu Shuanggu tribe.

Immediately afterward, the swordsmen who were in hot pursuit also stopped at the same time and retreated underground.

Seeing this scene, Wu Shuang smiled.

It seems that the order was only to discourage people from approaching the dead bodies. The sword said that as soon as a person touches a dead body, they will stop immediately.

Blocked by the sword soldiers, he looked from the highest point of the corpse, where there was a faint light.

The sword moved, and he quickly appeared in front of the dim light.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang finally saw clearly what it looked like in the dim light. This is actually a humanoid.

Yes, it was a human form, but the way it existed was extremely unique.

When the sword came to it, the humanoid who looked like nothing suddenly opened its eyes and looked at the sword with a strange gaze.

The sword was stunned. Is this feeling consciousness?

Jian took a deep breath, bowed politely, and greeted the senior, I am Jian.

Jane? A loud and bright voice came from the picture. My name is Witch Spirit, and I am an ancient tribe.

High-level martial spirit, the sword is waiting again.

I've been on the battlefield for a long, long time. After all these years, you are still in front of me for the first time. Not long ago, although there was a person who broke in, it was a pity that he didn't have the ability to come to me, Wu Soul smiled faintly.

Jian understood, the person Wu Chao said should be Dao Yuanzi.

The battlefield in which he was located was isolated from the rest of the world. Only the people of the Greenfire world will wander the battlefield. However, the Greenfire World is still too weak for anyone to explore places like the Crimson Lightning Zone. As a result, Jian was the first person to appear in front of Wu Hui after so many years.

I passed away many years ago, but I only had a little consciousness left. I wonder what's going on in the outside world now? "Sword, tell me," Wu said.

Yes, Jian Wushuang nodded. He simply told everything he knew about what happened after the ancient wars, including the new pattern of the world.

Ancient times? The First Age? The Second Age? Wu Hun laughed when he heard it, it was really interesting. I never thought that the world would become like this, especially since the strongest master is only at the peak of the Chaos Realm? The war at that time seemed to have had a significant impact.

Martial Soul Senior, you should know a lot about ancient warfare, right? Jian Wushuang asked.

In ancient times, the Wu Xiongnu forces seemed to be much stronger than Dao Yuanzi. He must have known more secrets than he did.

Hearing Jian Wushuang's assumption, Soulless slowly shook his head: "I do know something about ancient warfare, but I can't tell you. Sometimes, knowing more isn't a good thing.

Jian frowned, but he didn't force Wu Hui.

Sword, you have the blood of an ancient tribe in you, but it's not complete. The purpose of your visit today is probably about my lineage, right? Wu Hui asked.

Yes, Jian Wushuang nodded.

Ancestry heredity, well, I do have ancestry here.

Wu Hui said, flipping his jade-like palm. Then, a pearl condensed with blood essence appeared in his hand.

The moment the pearl appeared, the sword could feel the blood of the Elder God in his body suddenly boil and tremble violently.

There was an unprecedented desire that soared.

This desire is the desire for blood!

The pedigree is passed down here. As for whether you can get it or not, it's up to you, Wu said.

The guidance and comments of the seniors were very appreciated, but Jian was extremely humble.

Wu Soul smiled, and he waved his other hand. On the chest of the corpse beneath them, a brilliant light suddenly appeared. The light is a blurred stele. The stele exudes an air of antiquity and grandeur, covered with intricate and unique secret patterns.

I've been on the battlefield for too long. In the beginning I really wanted to find a suitable good talent to carry on my pedigree. But as time went on, I dispelled this idea. Now, I'm excited to pass on my pedigree to one person. You don't need to have a strong talent, as long as you meet the basic requirements, you're good to go.

The basic requirements are very simple. The stele in front of you contains a secret skill. This secret technique is unique to the ancient tribes, and its name is Ancient Celestial. Refining Secret Technique. As long as you have a full Ancient Tribal bloodline, you can cultivate this. There are seven volumes of secret techniques. What you need to do now is to understand the first volume on the stele. Your time limit is 1,000 years!

A thousand years from now, if you can understand the first volume of the Ancient Celestial Bodies, I will pass on my lineage to you. I've lowered the bar to the lowest. If it had been at the time of my death, I would have set the rule that one person would have understood the first three books within a thousand years. "If you can't even meet the bare minimum standards, I'd rather my bloodline disappear completely than let it become garbage," Wu Soul said.

I understood, Jian Wu nodded heavily.

Then, he turned around and looked at the gray stone tablet covered with secret patterns. He took a deep breath and sat down in front of the stele.