Chapter 732: The Change of Bloodline (Page 1/1)

"Haha, we are victorious, our king is invincible, hopeless and invincible, suppress the hundred tribes!"

"Meet my king, holy woman, welcome back!"

After seeing that all the monks had left, the twelve-totem array shrouded in the sky suddenly disappeared, and the next moment all the Wu people, old and young, women and children, rushed out one after another.

Then, everyone knelt in front of Wang An and the others, shouting excitedly.

After Wang An called them up, everyone danced around Wang An and the three of them, singing ancient hymns in their mouths.

There are also some Wu people who have been staring at the holy woman Pan Jingchen all the time, with excitement in their eyes, and vaguely mixed with a little curiosity.

These people had heard Wang An say that there was only one wisp of sainthood left, but now they suddenly found that he had been resurrected, and their hearts were full of curiosity.

However, the blood connection between the witch clan makes them believe that this is the former saint.

At the same time, countless people were praying, and the strong power of wish frantically gathered around Wang An, lingering.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have returned, I once said that the Holy Maiden would return safely, and I did it, and there is no dishonest person ...... with you"

Looking at the adoring eyes of everyone, as if they were their world, Wang An was very excited.

The last trace of worry in his heart completely disappeared, and at this moment in his heart, there was no longer a human race and a witch race, and he was completely integrated into this ancient and simple race.

Blood is connected, heart to heart.

Wang An seemed to be able to feel the beating of everyone's blood, a strange and mysterious rhyme, which seemed to completely connect him with this group of people.

Wang An's face was calm, but in fact, his heart was turbulent and shocked.

At this moment, his bloodline was rushing and tumbling rapidly, and it seemed that countless mysterious ancient imprints had awakened, and every trace of Pangu bloodline was completely integrated into his blood.

Under the gaze of his divine sense, the five internal organs, bones, and every cell were transformed into gold, and there was no trace of Pangu bloodline in his body that did not contain the power of chaos.

"My king, holy maiden, the high priest is injured, you should hurry up and take a look!" Although everyone was reveling, at this time, a warrior of the witch clan of the golden realm came to Wang An and the three of them, bowed, and said with some trepidation.

"Is the high priest injured?" Wang An's eyes flashed, and Xiao Ruoli and the two of them rushed towards the ancestral hall of the Wu clan like a gust of wind.

The changes in the power of the blood in the body are no longer too late to continue to feel and figure out.

"Whoosh!"

The air in the ancestral hall of the Wu clan surged, and three figures shot out.

"What person?" At this time, Pan Qing, who had been sitting cross-legged beside the high priest, his face changed slightly, and his body was tumbling with blood and blood, and he stood up with a swish, and shouted vigilantly.

"Pan Qing has worked hard for you, I'm back!" Wang An glanced at Pan Qing and said in a low voice.

"High Priest, what's wrong with you?" At this time, Pan Jingchen had already come directly to the high priest and asked with concern.

"Meet my king, meet the holy maiden!" Pan Qing and the rest of the Wu warriors who were guarding here saw Wang An and the three of them clearly, their faces were first shocked, and then they knelt on the ground in a panic.

After Wang An floated him up, the golden-bodied warriors outside followed in one after another, and told the story of Wang An's suppression of all the ghost cultivators and the monks.

After listening to Wang An's glorious achievements, these people all looked at Wang An with admiration.

"Bye... Meet... Holy Maiden, you're back, I'm not dreaming, am I?" At this time, the high priest slowly opened his eyes and looked at Wang An and Pan Jingchen with a shocked expression.

She looked much older than before, her aura was sluggish, and even her life path power had become very weak.

"The high priest doesn't have to be polite, I'll take a look at your injuries first. Wang An directly put his hand on the high priest's wrist and said with a gloomy face.

"My king, you go and see Panhu, I'm fine, just take a rest, Panhu is probably going to return to the arms of the Father....." The high priest said with difficulty, his chest rising and falling, as if he were struggling.

"Panhu I've already saved it!" Wang An let go of the high priest's wrist and said word by word.

Wang An's face was very ugly, so gloomy that he almost dripped water.

The High Priest's body was terrible, a strong law of earth, and a strange ghostly power lingered in the wound.

The broken shoulder, as well as the flying sword hole in the abdomen, still haven't healed, and the power of the law has been preventing the golden body from repairing on its own.

What surprised Wang An the most was that the cold aura of the mysterious white bone flying sword remaining on the high priest's body was actually devouring her vitality all the time.

Thinking of this, Wang An faintly had a little more expectation for the bone sword, as well as the dozens of storage bags, he didn't have time to check them, but just collected them all.

"Priest, you take these pills first!" Wang An's eyes flashed, and he directly took out a few pills for the high priest to take.

After she took the pill, a majestic vitality, rich blood and qi burst out from the high priest's depleted blood.

"Zizizi!"

Under the gaze of everyone, the wound in the high priest's abdomen suddenly emerged with wisps of strange black laws, like the gangrene of the appendage, intertwined with the power of chaos, and stalemate.

What is very strange is that the power of this law actually absorbs the blood qi in the high priest's body, and then strengthens herself, which is the culprit who has not been able to recover.

"Hmph, rootless water, sourceless power, see how capable you are!" Wang An's eyes flashed fiercely, and he snorted impatiently.

I saw him turn his hand and probe, and a trace of purple thunder power suddenly lingered in his hand, and the laws of thunder were like purple pythons, tumbling and circling.

"Priest, let me expel the remnants of the law power from your body for you, don't move!" Wang An commanded the high priest with a serious face.

After finishing speaking, with a little finger, the power of thunder frantically poured into the high priest's body.

I saw the law of earth on my shoulder, and when I encountered this law of thunder, I was instantly defeated, and it turned into a rich aura that dissipated between heaven and earth.

The power of the strange law left by the white bone sword made a sizzling sound after coming into contact with the domineering and masculine law of thunder.

Countless mysterious ink-colored runes emanated from it, and an evil aura that seemed to come from hell lingered around, gradually lingering from the wounds of the High Priest.

With the addition of the Law of Thunder, the stalemate between the two sides was destroyed in an instant, and the wisps of strange law power quickly disappeared and came to naught.

Gradually, wisps of golden blood began to glow from the high priest's wounds, and the majestic blood qi rose to the sky, and the languid color on his body was swept away.

"Well, okay, you should be able to recover after resting!" Wang An looked at the high priest with satisfaction, nodded and said.

"Thank you for saving your life!"

The high priest's eyes were red, and a trace of excitement appeared on the old shriveled face, and he knelt down to Wang An again.

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