"My king, below is the bloodline cleansing pool, and babies born in our clan must go to it and be washed before they can become warriors of the Wu clan. The longer you stay in it, the purer the power of the bloodline becomes!"

"If it weren't for the Wu bloodline entering it, it would not be able to withstand the will inside, as well as the impact of the spirits of the Wu clan in the past, and this bloodline soul pool can only be used by my Wu warriors. ”

"My king, now let me and the Holy Maiden take you down to wash your blood!"

Xiao Ruoli did not follow Wang An down, Wang An left Xiao Jin to accompany her, only the high priest of the Wu clan and the holy woman accompanied Wang An down.

Walking through the dark corridor, a huge stone chamber covering an area of ten thousand zhang appeared in Wang An's eyes.

In the center of the stone chamber are twelve huge statues of a hundred zhang in size, each of which exudes a majestic spiritual pressure, lifelike, and a palpitating coercion that makes people's hearts palpitate.

These 12 statues are the 12 innate ancestors of the ancient Wu clan, Pangu, who opened the world in the ancient period, died of exhaustion, and at the moment when the Pangu god fell, three clear qi and 12 turbidity escaped from the body, of which 12 turbidity turned into 12 ancestral witches, which were called 12 innate demon gods in later generations.

The twelve demon gods, born with a strong body, devoured heaven and earth, manipulated feng shui, thunder and lightning, moved the heavens and seas, changed the heavens and the earth, suppressed the hundred tribes, and were extremely brilliant.

The first statue has golden scales all over its body, a golden snake in its left ear, two golden dragons on its feet, a tiger body with a human face, and wings on its shoulder blades.

The second statue is the color of green wood all over the body, with a bird-faced human body, and the person who steps on the two green dragons is Jumang, the ancestor of the Oriental wood.

The third python head human body, stepping on two black dragons, wrapping a cyan python in his hand, and black scales all over his body This is Jumang, the ancestor of the northern water.

The fifth statue has a beast head and a human body, with two fiery snakes in both ears, two fiery dragons on its feet, and Zhu Rong, the ancestor of southern fire, with fiery red scales all over his body.

The second arrangement is the ancestor of the center, Wu Tianhao, the ancestor of wind, the ancestor of rain, Wu Xuanming, the ancestor of thunder, Wu Qiangliang, the ancestor of electricity, the ancestor of space, Wu Dijiang, the ancestor of time, Wu Candle Jiuyin, and the ancestor of weather.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches formed a huge magic circle, and the magic circle enveloped a hundred-zhang-sized blood pool, but the blood inside seemed to be about to dry up, and only one-third of the blood was at the moment.

Each statue exudes a strange law that seems to contain supreme imposes.

"High Priest, this is the legendary Twelve Ancestral Witches, how could they appear here?" Wang An looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.

In the ancestral witch Pangu inheritance, there are also records of these twelve ancestral witches, but Wang An did not get more relevant information, only some brief introductions, as for the skills and abilities of the twelve ancestral witches, there is no introduction.

According to the inheritance obtained by Wang An, the Ancestral Witch Chaos Recipe that he cultivated was actually the Ancestral Witch Chaos Technique, and according to the cultivation skills of the Twelve Ancestral Witches in later generations, it was all related to this Recipe, but he never got it.

"My king, this is the first twelve ancestors. These twelve statues have been handed down for countless years, and are rumored to be left over from the primeval era. It's just that after many migrations, when we finally came to this world, our Wu clan has experienced too much, and many historical records have been broken. ”

"After the high priests and saints of the past generations exchanged their fate for prophecy when they were dying, they finally got a glimpse of the heavenly opportunity, and the revival of our clan is not only related to my king and you, but also related to the mysterious statue of the twelve witch ancestors. The high priest looked at Wang An and said with emotion.

"My king, you have also seen that now this bloodline cleansing pool has been reduced to the extreme, with a little less, the babies born in my clan can hardly activate the bloodline of the Wu clan in the body. So much so, for so many years, the outside world has always thought that we are just an ordinary giant clan, who would know that our ancestors are the witch clan who once dominated the situation and suppressed hundreds of clans. The saint stared at Wang An and said with a melancholy expression.

"My king go down, completely activate your bloodline, return to the Wu Clan, and lead us to laugh at the Hundred Clans!" the holy woman pointed to the bloodline cleansing pool, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

The blood in the blood pool has an ancient vicissitudes of life, and there are many mysterious lines engraved on the bottom.

"Boom!"

When Wang An had just stepped into the bloodline cleansing pool, his ancestral witch bloodline was boiling wildly, and the ancestral witch chaos technique operated independently. The blood of the Bloodline Cleansing Pool exuded countless mysterious powers, frantically pouring into Wang An's body, and all kinds of strange law powers lingered around.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, the statue of the Twelve Ancestral Witches suddenly opened its eyes, and the spiritual pressure was agitated, and twelve pillars of light burst out of their bodies, falling directly on Wang An's body.

"The ancestral witch opened his eyes, he actually triggered the legendary vision, this is the ancestral witch's opening of the eyes!" The high priest felt the breath on the twelve ancestral witches, and knelt on the ground, exclaiming excitedly.

"It's really the Twelve Ancestors who opened their eyes, he is really our king!Has the gear of fate of our Wu clan been opened?The one who broke the curse of fate has finally appeared!" The holy daughter of the Wu clan cried with joy, kneeling on the ground with pear blossoms and rain.

"This is? This is the power of chaos, and the power of the strange laws. Wang An's body froze, allowing the twelve breaths to enter his body.

"Boom!"

Wang An's body sounded like a roar like a muffled thunder, the blood around his body was boiling, rushing and roaring, the blood of the blood and blood washing pool, and the strange breath, the laws poured into his body one after another, under the gaze of Wang An's divine sense, there was actually a trace of gray impurities in his body being discharged.

The ancient ancestor essence blood in his body, as well as the half drop of the blood of the ancestral witch, were all attracted at this moment, and circulated wildly in the eight veins of his Qi Sutra.

Wang An's eyes were closed, his treasure was solemn, and the whole person hovered in the bloodline washing pool, revealing only one head on it.

Sanskrit sounded greatly, and countless silver runes the size of rice grains were spinning and circling. The entire stone chamber was filled with a majestic blood force, mighty, surging, almost piercing the sky.

Feeling the breath on Wang An's body, the Great Priest of the Wu Clan and the Holy Maiden felt a powerful bloodline force oppressing them, making them almost suffocate.

However, their eyes were full of excitement, the stronger and purer Wang An's bloodline, the more likely Wang An was to lead them out of the fate of being enslaved.

At this moment, to Wang An's great joy, the last third of the ancestor's blood began to melt in his body, and the blood of the ancestral witch obtained from the mysterious statue also began to merge with the blood around him.

At the same time, the original set of Ancestral Witch Chaos Recipes appeared again in the Sea of Consciousness at this time, and it was a mysterious rune, hovering in the truth, repeatedly replaying the cultivation method from the bronze body to the silver realm.

At this time, mysterious runes once again appeared in the blood of the Ancestral Witch Ancestor, intertwined and fused with the previous runes, and countless messages frantically poured into Wang An's sea of knowledge.

"It's... This is the magic of the Golden Body Realm!"

"There are also all kinds of ancestral witch secret arts....."

Wang An was directly shocked by the information he received, and looked at the runes suspended in the sea of knowledge in disbelief.

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