Chapter 430: Blood legend (on)

"True God." This has brought too much impact to Wang Chen.

Shenwu blood, actually...

"Yes, true God."

Seeing Wang Chen’s expression, Zhu Qiu said with a smile.

Looking at the sky in the distance, Zhu Qiu is also awkward, true God, this is the legendary existence, who can think of the blood of God is actually the blood of the true God.

The six blood vessels, not so much the six blood, it is better to say that it is a blood, that is the blood of the gods, the blood of the gods, the other five blood, are to help the blood of the true God.

"The warrior..."

After stunned, Wang Chen gradually calmed down and couldn't help but ask.

The blood of true God.

There is actually the blood of the gods, the blood of the true god, how is it possible now...

The blood of the true god, this is not the blood of the beast and the beast. It is in a popular saying, that is: in front of the blood of the gods, the blood of the gods, the blood of the white tiger, the blood of the basaltic blood and the blood of the suzaku and the blood of the snake lame.

Since the blood of Shenwu is so strong, how can it fall to the present level?

And, slaves, why Zhu Qiu said that the warriors of the blood of the gods are slaves, and they are slaves to the bones. What is wrong with this.

Wang Chen seems to have seen a huge secret open in front of him, this is a secret that no one can think of, can not think of.

Why is the blood of Shenwu falling?"

Knowing the meaning of Wang Chen, I also know what Wang Chen wants to say, smiled, and Zhu Qi said in a deep voice: "This is what I want to tell you today."

Speaking of this, Zhu Qiu's momentum suddenly became strong, his eyes became sharp, as if two knives were inserted into everyone's heart.

"Why." Knowing that the most critical thing is coming, Wang Chen is curious to ask.

In addition, he also wants to know why Zhuqi wants to tell himself today.

"Because, today's Shenwu blood is no longer the blood of Shenwu."

Zhuqiu said faintly.

In a word, it is like a blue sky, let Wang Chen jump in the heart.

It’s no longer the blood of the gods. What does this mean? What happened to this?

"Yes, the blood of today is no longer the blood of the gods." Zhu Qiu sighed.

Then, I adjusted my tone: "I know that you are very curious, I will talk to you well, and talk about art carefully."

Zhu Qiu looked at Wang Chen: "In the ancient times, hundreds of thousands of years ago, the blood of the true **** appeared, that is, the blood of the gods. At that time, the other nine beasts were even obeying the orders of the true gods.

At that time, the blood of the gods, how beautiful.

Until the ancient times before the eternal age, the blood of the gods was still beautiful.

But, unfortunately, the problem has also arisen.

The blood of the gods is the true blood of the gods. The blood of the true gods is naturally strong, but there are also drawbacks.

Zhu Qiu said quietly.

"Disadvantages, what are the drawbacks." Wang Chen could not help but entangle.

The true blood of the gods, there are still drawbacks, and it sounds like this drawback is not small.

"Well, the drawbacks, and it is a big drawback, that is the inheritance." Smiled, Zhu Qiu said: "The blood of the true **** is powerful, but this also brings problems.

The inheritance of the true God is very difficult. In a straightforward way, the ability to breed is very poor.

This directly led to the fact that as time passed, the people of the Shenwu blood family were less and less.

At that time, Shenwu’s blood was aware of the problem. They knew that if they continued to develop according to this situation, perhaps thousands of years later, the blood of Shenwu would inevitably perish.

Know that, at the time of the ancient times, the number of true gods and blood was reached by thousands of people. The blood of the gods guarded the world, and within the eight parties, whoever fought.

The size of thousands of people is so powerful.

However, in the ancient times, the Shenwu blood family, the rest of the people are less than a thousand people, shrinking several times the scale.

Before 10,000 years ago, the last period of the ancient period, because of the World of Warcraft attack, the world is in chaos, after the war began, this situation is even more optimistic.

The personnel of Shenwu blood, death, injury, injury and uploading problems...

In the end, there are less than six hundred people left.

It’s a bitter smile, this Zhuqi said helplessly.

"This is the case." Wang Chen was also shocked.

Unexpectedly, the inheritance of the blood of Shenwu has such a history.

The true blood of the gods is very difficult, it is so.

Six hundred people... From thousands to six hundred people, this speed makes people feel ashamed.

Moreover, according to Wang Chen’s understanding, the war continued at that time, and even in the Middle Ages there was a big battle.

So, the family of Shenwu blood is really...

In addition to these crises, the proliferation of Shenwu blood is also a big problem. The blood of Shenwu is very difficult to breed. I said before, more importantly, after reproduction, the proportion that can be passed down to the blood of Shenwu is even more Very low.

A lot of times, the descendants who have been proliferating are not passed down to the true blood. This is the biggest crisis...

So... In the Middle Ages, the blood of Shenwu suddenly dropped to less than 100 people.

In the Middle Ages, the war broke out and the family of Shenwu blood was hit hard.

In the end, there are less than ten people left in the blood of the Shenwu.

At the time, the leader of the battle was the war, the war of the warriors, the last generation of the patriarch of the blood of the warrior.

Zhu Qiu said that his eyes have become complicated.

The last generation of patriarchs, it seems...not the same thing...

But now is not the time to say this.

"Warsday..."

Wang Chen suddenly heard the name and felt familiar and familiar.

It seems to have heard the general.

War, who is it, why...

"嘶..."

After a moment, Wang Chen took a breath of air, he finally remembered, where he heard the name.

Wang Chen remembered, he heard the name in the Middle Ages, and the person who said the name, Wang Chen is very familiar, that is, the magic dance, the magic dance before Nirvana.

At that time, when Wang Chen appeared, the magic dance revived, and when he saw Wang Chen, he called the name of the war.

At that time, Wang Chen was still full of doubts. I don’t know who this war day is. Now, Wang Chen finally knows.

Warrior, the warrior, the inheritor of the blood of the gods, the last generation of the patriarch of the warrior, at that time, he was fighting side by side with the magic dance, and the magical dance, the person who likes it, is the war.

Later, in the world of consciousness, Wang Chen seems to have seen a war, and the battle seems to have saved Wang Chen once.

Wang Chen brows his head and is shocked.

"No." Wang Chen exclaimed: "Warri is the last patriarch, how is this possible, the current warrior..."

Wang Chen realized the problem.

The battle days are people thousands of years ago. If he is the last patriarch, then...the current strategist...

"Oh, this is what I have to say." Zhu Qiu smiled slowly and slowly.

Just, this smile is a bit more disdain and ridicule.

"In the Middle Ages, there were less than one hundred people left in the warriors, and they had to face the war. When they could die at any time, the warriors couldn’t help but could only come up with a solution.

That is... With the help of external forces, the blood of the gods is passed down. Otherwise, the blood of the gods is really going to perish.

Zhu Qiu said with emotion.

A big family, the first family, has not fallen so much. It is also a very embarrassing thing to think about it.

"At the time, the only thing the warriors could use was this.

They chose some younger generations with strong bloodlines and talents to accept the inheritance of the beads of God.

The Pearl of Shenwu, the magic weapon of the Shenwu blood family, can wash the blood.

Maybe, the true **** is also aware of the difficulty of the blood heritage, so left this back hand to the warrior.

So, the war home has taken this method.

Through the beads of Shenwu, they washed out a group of people who are blood vessels of Shenwu. These people, under the washing of Shenwu blood, have the blood of Shenwu, which is regarded as the inheritor of the family of Shenwu blood. This is to save the blood of Shenwu. Inheritance hope.

Moreover, the inheritance of these people is much simpler than the real blood of the gods, which is also the most crucial.

At that time, there were thirty-six people who received washing. All these 36 people were given the surname of the warrior and became the members of the warriors.

It’s just because they accept the blood of the gods and the blood of their blood. Their talents, blood...we can’t compare with the real Shenwu blood family members. They are weaker version of the Shenwu blood family, or It is a peripheral person, and it can be said to be a faithful slave.

This has the following things..."

Speaking of this, Zhu Qiu Dunton, watching Wang Chen.

He said this, and the next thing Wang Chen definitely wants to get some.

In fact, Wang Chen really thought of it.

Just, he was shocked.

So, the current blood of the gods...the inheritance family...

"Yes, that's it. These 36 people have become important personnel in the inheritance of Shenwu's blood. This is also a pseudo-blood pulse. The reason is that the blood is mainly due to the fact that they are different from the real blood of the gods.

The true blood of the gods is pure and incomparable. As long as cultivation, hard work, and adulthood, you can reach the perfect level of blood. Even some talented people are said to be able to step into the real blood of the true God and get the true true God. inherited.

This is the king's blood, the royal blood and the emperor's blood... even more strengthen.

This is the most powerful place in the blood of Shenwu. To reach these levels, it is beyond the ordinary blood. This is the first blood, and it is the strongest person who can suppress all blood.

The blood of the gods of the gods, the first generation, is also the highest level of generation, can only reach the perfect level.

After , the inheritance will even decrease.

Nine products blood, eight bloodlines... Even now, it’s hard to find out the blood of the eight warriors, not to mention the perfect bloodline...

Because of this, it is only a pseudo-blood.

Perhaps, even the people of the company could not think of it. In the end, the blood of their own creation, this pseudo-blood, actually took the initiative, betrayed them and became the orthodox warriors..."

Zhu Qiu with a hint of ridicule, with a hint of helplessness.

What is more sad than this? The unprepared white-eyed wolf is finally bitten by a bite. Nothing is more grievous than this.

Even Zhu Qiu couldn’t help but smash for the warrior, let alone Wang Chen at the moment.

He is sluggish.