At this time, the old man exclaimed at the middle-aged man!

And the commander man who followed behind him had an impatient and unhappy face, and seemed to be very disgusted with Ye Yu.

Hearing the old man's voice, the man who had been walking towards a golden throne in the center of the cave turned his head sharply. His gaze instantly locked on Ye Yu, and he asked out loud, "You... Are you a Kunpeng cultivator?"

The man who seemed to be thin was like a bell at the moment. The rumble exploded, like thunder, and it was transmitted towards Ye Yu.

With this sound, Ye Yu concluded. It's me who underestimated this Kunpeng Holy Lord. He must be a strong man, maybe not as good as the evil tiger in Feidong, but he will never be weaker than Bai Yizhi.

"Yes. Ye Yu nodded slightly, and now that he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to make nonsense.

Only when you are sure that you are a barbarian can you have the opportunity to challenge someone who has the qualification of the Demon Emperor inheritance. In any case, you must sneak into the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum!

"Sure enough, there is not only the orthodox mark of the barbarian clan, but even a strong aura of cultivation!"

That man is worthy of being a barbarian holy lord, and in the end, he still has a great vision. Unexpectedly, even Ye Yu tried his best to cover up the abnormal anger.

"I am the Holy Lord of the Barbarian Clan, Nie Peng. What do you call Your Excellency?": The Barbarian Holy Lord asked with a respectful face.

Ye Yu replied casually: "Ye Yu." ”

"Then dare to ask Your Excellency, I came this time, but I want to join my barbarian clan. Nie Peng asked again.

"Hmph, what about loose cultivation, what about loose cultivation!What is the strength, I don't know yet!": The leading man on the side said hatefully at this moment, his eyes glanced at Ye Yu, and his face was disdainful.

"Penghui, don't talk nonsense!": Nie Peng said with a cold glaring at the leader known as Penghui.

"Hmph!": The man known as Penghui held his hands in front of his chest, looked unhappy, and muttered in a low voice: "Why treat him as a guest, it is not certain whether he has the strength or not." ”

Ye Yu snorted, this guy named Penghui really deserves to be a barbarian clansman. Believing in the view of power, Geng's straightforward and honest personality makes him quite admired.

Ye Yu then coughed dryly, and responded to Nie Peng: "I came to the nobility this time, I definitely want to become the noble, please rest assured that the Holy Lord is here!"

"Hahaha, really? Great! That's great!"

Nie Peng laughed, then got up to Ye Yu again, and said with a smile: "Ye Yu Sanxian, please take a seat!"

"Isn't this okay?": Ye Yu never expected that his nonsensical identity would be inexplicably easy to use!

"You are a rare loose cultivator of the Kunpeng clan, and you deserve to be seated. After Nie Peng bowed his hand and let Ye sit on the seat, he immediately looked at Nie Hui and said loudly: "Go, call all the clansmen and the elites of the younger generation to meet Ye Yu Sanxian together!"

"Hmph!": Peng Hui snorted lightly, even though he looked down on Ye Yu, the so-called Kunpeng Scattered Cultivator, in his heart, he didn't dare to disobey the Holy Lord's will, so he could only rush out of the cave and gather his clansmen.

"Ye Yu Sanxian, we are wild and barren, we have nothing to entertain you, please bear with us. ”

As he spoke, Nie Peng took out a wrench with a crystal clear body, and a red true qi wandered in it, and said with a smile: "This is a red flame spirit ring rewarded by the Emperor of Heaven during the Holy War back then, please also accept it with a smile!"

"Red Flame Spirit Ring!": Ye Yu's eyelids jumped suddenly.

The so-called Red Flame Spirit Ring is a battle ring created by the Fire God Zhu Rong for the Emperor of Heaven when the original man and the gods were fighting.

It is a first-class and high-grade divine object. has the power to control all the fires in the world, and can gather spirits and energy. Moreover, if you use this thing to assist in cultivation, the speed can be increased several times.

"Yes, Ye Yu Sanxian, please accept this little thought. ”

Nie Peng's face was sincere at the moment, and he already regarded Ye Yu as a real scattered immortal. He will rely on his fame to expand the economic development of his own people. Naturally, he wanted to dedicate the best things unconditionally to Ye Yu.

"Then I'd be respectful and obey. ”

Ye Yu secretly rejoiced. With the assistance of this Red Flame Spirit Ring, he was very confident that he could quickly break through the fourth layer of the Innate Martial Arts.

As he spoke, the man named Penghui had already gathered all the elders of the Barbarian Clan and the elites of the younger generation.

"Everyone is here just in time, come and meet Ye Yu Sanxian!"

Seeing that all the clansmen had arrived, Nie Peng immediately shouted loudly, feeling extremely excited.

If he knew in the future that Ye Yu was not a loose cultivator, he was not a barbarian clan. It's a human being, I'm afraid that there will be an urge to slap Ye Yu into a meatloaf.

"Scattered Immortals!"

"Is it an independent casual cultivator? Finally, there is a casual cultivator willing to join our Kunpeng clan?"

Because the barbarian tribe is located in a barren and desolate location. The barbarians are rude and rude. Loose cultivators are generally self-proclaimed, so for a thousand years, no casual cultivator has been willing to join the barbarian clan. And the gold, silver, money, and food of each clan tribe, in addition to the battle record and the number of people, are distributed with loose cultivation as the assessment standard. But the Nine Capital Demon City has been peaceful, and for thousands of years, no one dared to offend. The Barbarian Race is also sparsely numerous, which has caused the Barbarian Race to fall to the point where it is now.

After those barbarian clansmen saw Ye Yu, they were the same as the old man who brought Ye Yu before. The older generation of barbarian clansmen are all old tears, extremely respectful to Ye Yu, and even bow down.

But most of the barbarian tribesmen of the younger generation were headed by Na Penghui, and they were very uninterested in Ye Yu.

In particular, the aura emanating from Ye Yu's body was faint and not aggressive.

How can this little bit of strength convince them.

"Hmph, but relying on the fact that he is a casual cultivator, what's the big deal, the aura is so weak, it's not necessarily a casual cultivator! Although Big Brother Nie Hui is not a casual cultivator, his cultivation level is one of the best among the younger generations in the Nine Capital Demon City! Big Brother Peng Hui is the real powerhouse!"

The person who spoke was a graceful barbarian girl. Seeing that he raised his eyes and peeked at the tall and majestic Peng Hui beside him, his pretty face was slightly red.

The girl also had the same sharp horns as the other tribesmen, but they looked short, and most of the scales on her face had degenerated, except for a little between her eyebrows. It can be regarded as a barbarian tribesman who has been transformed more perfectly.

In terms of appearance, although it is far less beautiful than the fox demon clan like Phantom Feather, it can be regarded as a very attractive beauty.

This girl is the youngest daughter of the Holy Lord Nie Peng, and her name is Jing Qian.

Although the younger generation of barbarian clansmen did not have much affection for Ye Yu, the Scattered Immortal Lord, the Holy Lord and the clan elders were all respectful to Ye Yu, even if they were unwilling in their hearts, they had no right to speak.

Ye Yu slowly stood up from his seat and motioned for those clan elders to flatten up, just at the moment when those old men were together. A strong aura shocked him.

The so-called hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff. Although these barbarian tribesmen are old, they are all masters of the past after all. Even if he is old, the demon spirit on his body is really terrifying!

"Ahem!": Ye Yu pretended not to be affected and coughed lightly, looked at the barbarian clan elders in the cave, and said lightly: "Clan elders, it's really rare to respect me so much for such a young cultivator!"

The old man who brought Ye Yu in hurriedly blurted out: "We have always respected the spirit of the scattered immortals, and we have admired it. ”

"Thank you!": Ye Yu nodded, and said with a serious face: "When I am done, I will definitely report to the empress the difficulty and loyalty of the wilderness." ”

"Thank you, Lord Sanxian!"

The old men of the barbarian tribe were ecstatic. He had completely regarded Ye Yu as a messenger who wanted to lead their barbarian clan out of poverty and become rich.

"Okay, I'm going to get down to business. Ye Yu pretended to have a tense face, pretending to be very serious, and said slowly: "As far as I know, there are three people in our barbarian clan who have the qualifications to enter the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum, right?"

Hearing this, Nie Peng's pupils shrank slightly, "Ye Yu Sanxian, what do you mean?"

"I couldn't have said that more obviously. Ye Yu stood with his hands in his hands and said lightly: "Three places, I want one!"

"This...": Nie Peng glanced back at Na Penghui, his face showed some embarrassment, but he still clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Since it is the request of Lord Sanxian, I should meet it." ”

Nie Peng looked at Peng Hui and said in a deep voice: "Peng Hui, are you willing to ...... your quota?"

Before Nie Peng could finish speaking, Peng Hui gritted his teeth and shouted, "I don't want to!"

"You!": Nie Peng's eyelids jumped, "Penghui, you are too presumptuous!"

"Holy Lord, it's not that I'm too presumptuous!, but this kid, it's too presumptuous!": Peng Hui's eyes were surging with anger, "Why should I use my own efforts to win back the qualifications step by step, and he wants to hide with a word!"

That Penghui pointed at Ye Yu angrily and shouted: "He just wants to take away my qualifications just by virtue of his so-called casual cultivation status, why don't you accept it! I don't accept it!"

Nie Peng also gritted his teeth, Peng Hui was indeed the most outstanding descendant of the Barbarian Clan, and even the best heir to inherit the next Holy Lord in his mind.

However, Ye Yu is their hope for improving the entire clan!

If they offend Ye Yu and make him unhappy, the poverty of their clan will probably never be improved.

Maybe the younger generation of clansmen don't understand this feeling, but they, the old guys of the older generation, have never forgotten the prosperity and glory of their barbarian tribe in the past.

The arrogance in the bloodline of their Kunpeng clan was once unacceptable, and the next generation of clansmen would still be in this Nine Capital Demon City, let other races look down on them, and be despised by those lowly races!

"Don't say it again!": Nie Peng's face was gloomy, and he said word by word: "I am the Holy Lord, here, I have the final say!"

"Yes, you are the Holy Lord, you have the final say!"

Peng Hui glared at Ye Yu fiercely, flicked his sleeves, and left the cave angrily.

"Brother Penghui!"

In the cave, all the barbarian clansmen of the younger generation looked at the back of Peng Hui leaving, and they already secretly hated this loose cultivator in their hearts.

"Brother Penghui...": Jing Qian bit her lip, glared at her father angrily, gritted her teeth and said, "Father, you... How can you do this! Do you know how hard Brother Penghui worked for this place?"

"Shut up for me!": Nie Hui clenched his fists, took a deep breath, turned to look at Ye Yu, and said with a smile: "Ye Yu Sanxian, I will organize the qualification for you later." ”

Ye Yu touched the bridge of his nose and was about to speak, but saw that Jing Qian rushing out from behind his father and yelled.

"I'm not convinced!"

Jing Qian stared at Ye Yu angrily: "If you want to take away the quota of Brother Penghui for him, I will be the first to disagree!"

Seeing that the little princess spoke, the other clansmen of the younger generation also roared angrily: "I don't accept it either!"

"Yes, Brother Penghui speaks by strength, we are convinced, but why is this guy?

"Doesn't it mean that the scattered cultivators are all super strong? those who are capable, beat us all down, beat Brother Penghui down, and we will obey!"

In the cave, those young barbarian tribesmen were all filled with righteous indignation, and they didn't agree with Ye Yu's sudden appearance of loose cultivation at all.

They are young and vigorous, but no matter what casual cultivation is or not, the strong are respected, and showing strength is the most convincing truth.

As for those clan elders, although some of them were warning their children and grandchildren not to make trouble, there were also a considerable number of clan elders who dared to be angry and dare not speak out for this excessive request made by Ye Yu.

I think it's also a casual practice that suddenly came to visit. Without saying a word, they will take away the only one of the younger generation of their barbarian clan, the Demon Emperor inheritance qualification. How can there be such a cheap thing in the world?

Therefore, at this moment, they all chose to remain silent, they wanted to see how many catties and taels this so-called loose cultivation had, and whether it was enough to make them guests.

"Nonsense!

Nie Peng looked anxious at the moment, it was his daughter who took the lead in making trouble, could it be that he could abolish his daughter first?

Ye Yu had been silently observing the crowd in front of him. Watching things get worse and worse, I knew it in my heart. If you want to get this idea of entering the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum without doing anything, it won't work!

"Alright. Ye Yu pursed his lips, walked in front of Jing Qian's eyes step by step, smiled faintly and said: "Strength is respected, even I shouldn't break this rule." ”

The next moment, his gaze swept to those juniors, and said word by word: "Whoever is not convinced, win me, the qualifications are still yours!"

"Hiss......"

In the cave, the young generation of those barbarian tribes were stunned for a moment, this guy is so crazy, is his head broken?

With his weak breath and no offensive power, he is a junior. Dare to provoke them, these barbarian demon generals who have been in the wilderness for a hundred years or a thousand years?

Is Sanxiu so crazy? Or is this guy too self-righteous?

"Ye Yu Sanxian, you... Why are you doing this?": Nie Peng hurriedly said: "You are a scattered immortal, a body of ten thousand gold......

"Holy Lord Nie Peng, you don't have to say much. I'm bound to get this spot. Ye Yu said firmly.

"Okay, that's what you said!"

Jing Qian, the daughter of the Holy Lord, bent her eyes into a crescent moon, and said with a smile: "I'm going to call Brother Penghui, hum, you're going to lose!"

With that, Jing Qian was about to rush out of the cave and go to Peng Hui, the most outstanding powerhouse of the young generation.

"You stop for me!": Nie Peng grabbed his daughter, and immediately glanced at the clan elder who brought Ye Yu before, coughed lightly, and said slowly: "Fu Long clan elder, go and call Peng Hui." ”

That Fu Long man was old and refined, how could he not understand the meaning of the Holy Lord, so he immediately nodded and said slowly: "Okay, I'll go and find that kid, and ask Sanxian to wait for a while." ”

With that, he unfolded his body and walked out of the cave quickly......

When the old man Fu Long went out for a short time, he led Peng Hui back to the cave again. It's just that the anger in that Penghui's eyes has increased instead of decreasing, and there is still a trace of disdain in his eyes.

"Brother Penghui!"

Seeing Peng Hui come back, those younger generations of clansmen immediately flocked to him. It seems that this Penghui does have a high prestige among the younger generation.

Especially the girl Jing Qian, who rushed to Peng Hui in a jumping area, and said with a smile: "Brother Peng Hui, you must win that casual cultivation!"

"Don't worry, I will!"

Peng Hui clenched his fists, walked up to Ye Yu step by step, and said jokingly, "Lord Sanxiu, right?"

Ye Yu replied proudly: "Don't worry, I won't use my power to oppress people with this quota, you and I will respect the rules of the wilderness and speak with strength!"

"Hahaha......" Peng Hui looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, his eyes seemed to be lit with a raging fire, and he shouted: "Then don't talk nonsense, let's fight!"

"Let's fight!"

Ye Yu roared, and in an instant, the red true qi was great. A fierce true qi has already gathered in the palm of his hand.

The surrounding clansmen retreated one after another, leaving them a spacious space.

"Dare to fight me, you are very kind!"

In an instant, Penghui's muscles all over his body knotted, and he didn't use any weapons. Because in the barbarians, the fist is the most powerful weapon.

Rumble!

In an instant, that Penghui's fist burst out with the wind, and the wind swept away, and the wind shot out. The power of that punch actually made the entire cave buzz and tremble.

Nie Peng saw it in his eyes, his eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly waved his hand and opened an enchantment to cover Ye Yu and Penghui. Otherwise, his Holy Lord Cave Mansion would be destroyed in this battle.

"What brute force!"

Ye Yu's eyelids jumped, this Penghui's strength. I'm afraid I've reached the level of a demon monarch. Coupled with his innate terrifying brute strength of the barbarian race, I am afraid that he has faintly reached this level of invincible strength.

I saw him burst out: "Eight desolations are split, open the sky and split the earth!"

In an instant, a terrifying aura surged wildly and rushed towards Ye Yu.

In the face of such an opponent, Ye Yu knew that there must not be the slightest carelessness. He quickly pulled out the Nine Separation Xuantian Sword and injected it with red true qi.

Suddenly, a powerful aura of cultivation fluctuated, and after Peng Hui felt this power, he was stunned for a moment. Ye Yu also felt the powerful battle intent emanating from the Jiuli Xuantian Sword. He never understood why this sword seemed to have become much stronger since entering the Nine Capital Demon City.

"This ...... This ......"

Those younger generations of clansmen were all surprised, how could this scattered cultivator, who seemed to be vulnerable, at most with the strength of a demon general and a weak breath, burst out with such powerful energy in an instant.

Could this be the power of casual practice?

"It's kind of interesting!"