As soon as the old man's voice fell, a giant wolf phantom covered in pitch black and with black feet appeared behind the old man!

"Casual ...... ......The young man opened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe the giant wolf behind the old man, and muttered to himself.

Mu Chen was also very shocked at this time, although he guessed that the old man who had stepped into the shadow realm back then must have some means, but he didn't expect to be able to show the martial soul at all! Although it took half an hour for this martial soul to appear, it was not like an ordinary martial artist in the shadow realm who could collect and release the martial soul with a snap of his fingers, but at this moment, the old man's breath was really in the shadow realm!

Because the aura of this shadow realm is no different from those clan elders in the tribe!

"Young Master Mu Chen. The old man called out softly. It's just that the voice is not as neutral as expected, and it sounds weak.

"Sir, please speak. Mu Chen responded.

"The Soul Condensation Realm is the foundation of the Mimic Realm, through the visualization of the mind, the imitation of the martial soul is gradually condensed and formed, and the martial soul of the Shadow Realm has been formed, directly imprinted on the body like a totem, just like a tattoo. This is also the reason why the master of the shadow realm can collect and release the martial soul with a snap of his fingers. Although the old man's qi sea is mashed, the martial soul is still there, but if he wants the martial soul to follow the shadow, he not only needs to hold his breath and concentrate, but also makes the qi sea meridians receive secondary damage. And the old man who followed the movie only had the power of one blow......"

The old man patiently explained to Mu Chen, but his right hand was already tucked in his waist, the five fingers of his left hand were open, his waist sank, and his legs were slightly bent. The giant wolf phantom behind him also pressed down on his forelimbs, the wolf's mouth was closed, his teeth were grinning, his eyes were glowing with a faint green light, and the salivation dripping from the tips of his teeth was even more lifelike.

"It's all back off for the old man!" the old man shouted, and the fist hidden in his waist was instantly struck, along with the claws of the giant wolf!

The wolf's claw man punches and at the same time lands at one point.

There was a loud bang, and the steel forged cell door made a "rattle-rattle-rattle" sound like a cracked dry land, and in a few breaths, all of them cracked!

The old man's face was pale, and his whole body trembled unconsciously, which showed that the load on his body caused by forcibly following the shadow was really not small, and at this time, the giant wolf behind him had already turned into nothingness.

"Young Master Mu Chen, everyone, please. The old man eased his breath, his trembling body gradually regained his composure, and he smiled at everyone.

......

Half an hour later, the old mansion surnamed Tang went to the entrance of the private prison.

The elder surnamed Tang looked at everything in front of him with a gloomy face, the iron door of the private prison forged by stainless steel was shattered all over the ground, and the prison was empty, only the guard surnamed Chen was hanging in the innermost cell, unconscious and unconscious at this time.

"Can anyone tell me why Mu Chen is in my private cell!" The elder surnamed Tang asked the few people who came in behind him.

Among them, the guard who had closed the iron gate before was among them, and they each looked at each other, and they were silent. After a while, one of them stepped forward and said softly, "Elder Hui, it was the younger one who brought Mu Chen back to his private prison. Because the head of the cell in the tribal cell today is an old man of the Makino tribe......"

Speaking of which, the elder of the Tang clan finally understood. You can't blame the people in front of you for this matter, if you really throw Mu Chen into that clan prison, I am afraid that if the cell boss there waves his hand, a large number of Mu Ye worshippers will come to make trouble, and the more trouble will be, it will not end well.

It's just that now with such a mistake, things don't seem to be small.

"Fortunately, the clan elders who died a few days ago are not the ones who are good friends with them. At that time, I will say hello to them in advance, but I don't know if I can find Makino this time. The elder surnamed Tang thought so in his heart.

Seeing that it was already past noon, the elders of the various clans and the masters of the Soul Condensation Realm who went out to find Muye's traces were afraid that they would rush back one after another in two or three hours. The old man surnamed Tang rolled his eyes, and after thinking for a while, he ordered: "Seal the dungeon here for me." Also, where is the soup merchant?"

Tang Shang is his cousin, the leading young man in the prison.

"Clan Elder, Brother Tang is now only afraid that he will be taken to the clan ancestral hall by that Mu Chen......" The guard who had slipped out of the prison and closed the iron door before stepped forward and said at this moment.

"Clan ancestral hall?" The old man surnamed Tang frowned, but his thoughts were thinking of other things, and then his face changed, and he walked quickly towards the door.

And in the clan ancestral hall at this moment, since the last time Mu Chen took away the Tianzhuang fangs, the guards have been strengthened a lot, but under the opening of Muye's clan old token, these guards can only be obediently let go.

The tribesmen who had previously come out of the private prison had been sent home separately, and now they were afraid of the story of the pigsty and the dungeon that had been told in the neighborhood. When the elder surnamed Tang reacted, it was estimated that this matter had already entered the ears of most of the tribesmen, and it would not be easy to arrest them so easily.

Mu Chen, with the young man called Tang Shang and the sixty-year-old man, was already standing in the deepest part of the ancestral hall, and after packing the spiritual positions of those clan ancestors one by one, he scolded at Tang Shang: "Brother clan, don't you kneel down to apologize and repent?

Tang Shang was unwilling, but he had to kneel. He glanced at Mu Chen with a somewhat complicated expression, then slowly knelt down in pain, and then under Mu Chen's sharp eyes, he had to respectfully snort his head towards those spiritual positions.

"If you don't kowtow, it's considered disrespectful. There is no mark between the forehead, which is considered disrespectful. Why can't you even kowtow like a junior?" the old man's voice came faintly.

Without waiting for Mu Chen to speak, Tang Shang's prostrated head flashed a trace of resentment, and when the head was raised again, it returned to normal, and when it went down again, there was a "knock" sound of the forehead colliding with the ground.

"The child can be taught, this is what repentance should look like. Junior, you should repent well before the spirits of your fathers and fathers, and it will not be in vain for me to do this to you*. The young people of the Scourge Fighting tribe should have their own blood, how can they flatter and please the people of other tribes! You are so remorseful, even if the old man dies, he can turn a blind eye, at least before he dies, he also pulls a young man who has gone astray back into the right path, hahahaha......" The old man looked at Tang Shang's appearance and couldn't help but say with satisfaction.

Mu Chen was talking to the old man, and he came up to the beam of the ancestral hall along the top beam.

"Young Master Mu Chen, what are you doing on the beam, come down quickly, the ancestral hall is above the ancestors and the ancestors, this is a big disrespect!" The old man saw Mu Chen on the beam, and immediately said anxiously.

Mu Chen didn't answer, but seemed to take something from the most central position of the cantilever beam, and went down to the ground along the top beam. The thing in his hand is nothing else, it is the Heavenly Zombie Fangs that were handed over to Hong Zhao a few days ago!

It seems that the elder surnamed Na Xun did not covet this thing, and finally kept it warm in this ancestral hall where the yin qi is the strongest.