The worship god of the previous generation is worthy of being the most gorgeous person in southern Xinjiang, and some of the things he created are indeed groundbreaking and unpredictable.

Jiang Li, even as a Jindan master at this moment, felt an inexplicable pressure, this pressure was generated in the depths of the other party's soul and was emitted from the inside out.

The priest was dressed in a gray robe, and his face was obscured by a drooping hat, so that he could not see his true face, but it could be heard from his tone that he had experienced too many vicissitudes and had too many stories.

"As a descendant of Jiang Chengyuan, it's really good that you can do this. Said the priest.

Jiang Li's eyes were extremely sharp, and when he looked at the sacrifice god, there was a little more anger in his eyes.

His mother died in a foreign land, died in southern Xinjiang, and his father died in depression, so to speak, all of this has an indelible relationship with the sacrifice to the gods.

There is a big hand in this secret, and this big hand is the sacrifice god of the previous generation.

As a sacrificial god of this generation, Ah Ruo cultivated the Southern Xinjiang National Art to an incomparably high and profound realm at such a young age, even Jiang Li couldn't easily take her.

The strength of the previous generation of gods was really terrifying, but what about his grandfather, Jiang Chengyuan?

Could it really be as Feng Lan said, reaching the realm of the Shattered Void? How is this possible, this is completely super-physical, and it is simply unrealistic.

Such a person should have been completely deified, how could he still stay in the world.

No one could see the demeanor of the first person in southern Xinjiang clearly, he was standing there, like a black hole, unpredictable.

After Jiang Li exchanged a few moves with him, neither side was making a move, but was observing each other with bated breath.

At the beginning of the battle of the god sacrifice, his vitality was greatly damaged, and his skill regressed a lot, so Jiang Li could deal with him at this moment, otherwise with the combat power of this god sacrifice heyday, Jiang Li would definitely not be his opponent.

On the vast plain, two strong men were facing each other, and each had people from their side watching.

On the side of the gods, there are masters from southern Xinjiang, and there are also some masters from China, and both sides are watching this battle.

Decades ago, Southern Xinjiang was defeated by China, and today Southern Xinjiang is making a comeback, ready to return to Huaxia Shenzhou, but was blocked by Huaxia's heroes again, and these two people are in the same vein, I don't know if it is a fateful arrangement, or a coincidence, this natural opponent, finally stood together again.

Ah Ruo was standing behind the priest at this moment, her eyes were full of worry, this was her master, and her father, her father had already died once, and she didn't want any more accidents to her father.

Especially in today's situation, the man she feels special in her heart is hostile to her father, which makes her feel like she doesn't know which side to help.

On one side is his own home, and on the other side is the man who once gave him a home.

Ah Ruo's choice is very difficult, and she even has a feeling that she wants to escape, but as a new generation of sacrifice gods, she must lead southern Xinjiang and fulfill the long-cherished wish of the ancestors to worship the gods, otherwise, she will be ashamed of her ancestors.

"I hope you don't have anything to do. Ah Ruo glanced at this place with a complicated look.

"Why didn't Jiang Li fight? Are you scared?" Kuroko lay on his stomach in the grass and muttered in a low voice.

The third brother patted Kuroko's head, glared at Kuroko and said, "You don't dare to fight, kid." ”

Heizi smashed his mouth, and he also felt that he had said the wrong thing, but looking at Jiang Li's situation, he really didn't dare to fight.

The other two girls, Feng Lan and Xia Han also looked at this with a nervous face, this situation is very bad, Jiang Li's fight just now, it doesn't seem to have any intention of gaining the upper hand.

They were afraid that Jiang Li would suffer something in the hands of the gods, and it would be a catastrophe for them at that time.

The master of the Huaxia side is Jiang Li, and the southern Xinjiang side is not only a sacrifice god, according to Jiang Li, in addition to Ah Ruo's strength is still above him, there are several strong masters in southern Xinjiang.

Especially the elders of Southern Xinjiang who are extremely hidden, they have been cultivating the national art of Southern Xinjiang for many years, and they have already perfected their skills and reached the peak, it is difficult to say how terrifying the strength of this group of guys is.

This time, although all the Huaxia super squads were here, Feng Lan Xia Han felt that even if all the super soldiers swarmed up, they were probably not their opponents.

How strong the Southern Xinjiang heritage is, they can be regarded as having seen it, unless there is really a perverted master like Jiang Chengyuan, otherwise others are definitely not opponents.

It's a pity that now the talents of Huaxia are withering, or the masters of national art are hidden, and there are few real masters left.

It is already commendable to have a genius like Jiang Li, not to mention that the environment in Huaxia is much worse than that of Southern Xinjiang, even the ancient way of life in Southern Xinjiang is also very conducive to the cultivation of national arts.

You know, many of the current national arts are imitated from animals, and there are also from some ancient books, if you drive a car every day to and from work, it is definitely not as good as riding a horse.

Riding a horse requires strength, and if you don't have enough strength, you can't train a wild horse, so the ancients classified riding as one of the six arts.

This is not just a life skill that the ancients should master for ordinary people's lives, just like young people nowadays have to take the car driving license.

However, this is also a kind of exercise for ordinary people, riding a horse is much more laborious than driving, and in this way, it is also the most exercised person's strength.

Therefore, there are many innate conditions now, which are not possessed by Huaxia, but there are more and more masters of national art in southern Xinjiang, and Huaxia is withering day by day.

This is a situation where the environment creates people, and it is obvious that the environment here in southern Xinjiang is more suitable for the development of national masters.

Southern Xinjiang and Huaxia's national arts, are two completely different branches, was the two peerless masters at the beginning, it is said that they used to be the same brother, but in the end because of some differences, finally parted ways.

From some rough martial arts at the beginning, it has gradually extended to the present.

not only planted the hatred of the Southern Xinjiang era, but also tightly pulled the hatred of the two ethnic groups together.

At this moment, Jiang Li and the sacrifice gods represent the Tao of both sides, and this duel has been decided decades ago, and it was a fiasco in Southern Xinjiang.

Now, a generation of masters Jiang Chengyuan has retired in the mountains, and there is no trace to follow, but the southern Xinjiang is ready to move, this time, it is finally Jiang Li's turn.

"Sacrifice to the gods, I have already calculated with the Gu doctor about you killing my mother, Ah Ruo is trying to protect you, but you are not dead, and you can't get around you. Jiang Li's words were extremely sharp.

The sacrificial god raised his head, although he couldn't see his eyes clearly, he thought that at this moment, he was also fierce, full of murderous intentions, at this moment, Jiang Li seemed to have touched his heartstrings, and Jiang Li couldn't stay anymore.

This young man is too dangerous, and he may become a ** at any time, affecting the entire southern Xinjiang.

He led the people in southern Xinjiang to go out this time, and he was already ready to send an arrow, and he had to send it, and his battle was related to whether southern Xinjiang could go out smoothly.

If he loses, he will fulfill his promise, he will not lead the southern Xinjiang to invade Huaxia again in his lifetime, this is a big gamble, which is equivalent to Jiang Li returning the shackles he had tied to Jiang Chengyuan before.

Whether this shackle can be removed or not depends on this battle.

"Jiang Li, don't you want to marry Ah Ruo?" the sacrificial god slowly spoke, and his tone suddenly softened.

Jiang Li waved his hand, and then said: "I want to marry Ah Ruo, it will also be after you die, don't worry, I will treat him well"

He was angry with his words, and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, why is this Jiang Li so unpopular, as if his girl is in a hurry to marry him.

However, soon, the god of sacrifice knew that this was Jiang Li's radical method, and he couldn't mess up his breath, otherwise he would probably give Jiang Li a chance, although he was only about the strength of Jin Dan now, but his combat experience, and some control over the power of Jin Dan Realm, were above Jiang Li, and he had been immersed in the southern Xinjiang national art for so many years, and Jiang Li may not have the strength to fight.

But both sides are jealous of each other, and there is always a sense of indifference and coldness in their expressions, although the guy who sacrificed to the gods just now said this, he still didn't bring sincerity, just testing Jiang Li.

Jiang Li said those words that disturbed his mind, and he also wanted this old guy to order it, but unfortunately this old guy seemed to be a little shameless, and he was bargaining with Jiang Li in a daze, and even brought Ah Ruo.

The relationship between Jiang Li and Ah Ruo is different, the mink was raised by Ah Ruo since he was a child, for Jiang Li's safety, he gave it to Jiang Li later, it is something similar to a natal Gu, and Jiang Li remembered this kindness.

Ah Ruo has a kind heart, although sometimes she is naughty and open, but in the final analysis, she is a good girl, the old man who sacrifices to the gods is different, and she has been calculating Jiang Li from the beginning, and since Jiang Li got Shennong Ding, she has been planning and setting up checkpoints to ambush Jiang Li in various ways.

This is not the case once or twice.

Jiang Li didn't have a good impression of this old guy at all.

Otherwise, you wouldn't be on the opposite side, and you wouldn't be on the opposite side.

Seeing that the Huairou policy was ineffective, the god of worship changed another way again, preparing to persuade Jiang Li to return to southern Xinjiang.

But how could Jiang Li agree, his home is in Huaxia, and his heart is also in Huaxia, and Huaxia has too many things that he cherishes and guards, this door, no matter what, he is not willing to take this step.

The god of worship changed several excuses to persuade Jiang Li, Jiang Li was still unmoved, only to see Jiang Li yawn, smiled slightly and said: "You guys can't live it, but don't talk nonsense, I'm tired." ”

The killing intent in the heart of the god is getting stronger and stronger, a talent like Jiang Li, if he can't be used for it, he must be killed as soon as possible, who knows if he will grow up and will be another Jiang Chengyuan.

On top of Jindan, there are several realms, but everyone's path is different, how far they can go, how deep they can go, there are doorways in this.

For example, there are several elders on the southern Xinjiang side, all of whom have walked out of their own paths, and they are already masters who have surpassed the Jindan realm, they have their own national arts, and they have their own martial arts paths.

If those few join forces together, it will also be a headache for Jiang Li, so before, Jiang Li spoke, and the god of sacrifice came out to duel him.

"I really don't know, what can this kid do, just because he also wants to fight with the sacrifice god? Long Cheng said disdainfully.

As soon as Long Cheng's words fell, he felt that there were countless eyes around him, staring at him in a daze, as if he wanted to eat him.

"Shut your mouth, or I wouldn't mind tearing him to shreds. Kuroko sneered.