Mo Jiu's angry appearance is like a soil dog who has lost a battle, the key is that today he is really not an ordinary grievance, he was beaten by his own people, not to mention, he was hit twice in a row, and his face was completely gone.

Yuan Hao was still a little weak on the bed, and when he saw Mo Jiuren's crooked face, he wanted to laugh a little, but when he looked back and thought that he had hit this face face today, he couldn't laugh anymore, and he didn't have a good breath:

"What the hell are you like this, it's not Lao Tzu who made a fuss!"

Bastard!

It's all that Ye Feng!!

Mo Jiu couldn't help but feel angry when he thought of the events of the day, and he wanted to strangle Ye Feng's little bastard immediately, and then he looked at Haken and Wu Sen next to him angrily:

"The two of you, we have agreed to cooperate sincerely, is this how you indulge your subordinates?"

"Hehe, Mr. Mo is angry. Wu Sen slowly straightened up, his gray-white eyes were as bleak as a dead man, but there was a 'compliment' smile on his face: "Everyone is on the scene today, if Yuan Hao shows mercy to your subordinates, how can he escape Jing Fuji's eyes, everything is for our big plan, and when you become the Boiling Blood Saint Son tomorrow, and then take down the Mo Wen Sword Sect, who else in the entire wilderness can be presumptuous in front of Mr. Mo?"

Hum!

Mo Jiu snorted coldly.

He wouldn't really believe the nonsense of these barbarians, but if he wanted to become a Boiling Blood Saint Son smoothly first, the help of the Soul Devouring Tribe was indispensable, and everyone was just using each other, and whoever killed the deer in the future would have to rely on their own means.

As for tonight, he secretly came to confess:

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm here today to tell you that the plan has changed!"

"Oh?" all four of them were stunned.

Mo Jiuren sneered: "You shouldn't know that tomorrow's Holy Son selection Barbarian Ling'er will challenge the ancestral system and become a female chief, right?"

What the?

In a word, the crowd changed color.

Challenging the ancestral system?

I'm afraid this girl is crazy!

But after thinking about it, judging from the terrifying strength shown by Barbarian Ling'er today, she really has this qualification, but it is still a little too naïve to rely on that stick of unknown origin.

Yuan Hao straightened up from the bed very unhappily: "In this way, wouldn't Lao Tzu be able to fight that Ye Feng?" Bastard, Lao Tzu is going to crush his head with his own hands!"

"Don't mention Ye Feng!" Mo Jiu forbearically said: "That kid is said to have broken his arm by Barbarian Ling'er today, and he has completely stopped cooking, I came to inform you today - tomorrow I will be the first to appear and take down Manling'er directly, Yuan Hao, Gu Da don't come out to stir up, don't make it like today, your own people beat your own people!"

"Oh?" the thin and gloomy Guda smiled sarcastically when he heard this, "It's up to you to be able to beat the barbarians?"

Mo Jiu couldn't help but smile: "Of course! Barbarian Ling'er won't be wary of me in her heart, as long as I say that I want to pretend to lose to her and then suddenly exert force, one move is enough to defeat her! It's just that afterwards, according to the rules of the Boiling Blood Tribe, I want to re-establish the heir of the chieftain, and then I will ask Mr. Wu to help!"

"Hehe, that's nature. Wu Sen smiled like a poisonous wolf: "If the challenge to the ancestral system fails, the Holy Maiden will naturally ask for a blood sacrifice, and the person who defeats the Holy Maiden will automatically become one of the candidates for the heir, and then our two major tribes plus the three elders of the Boiling Blood Tribe will elect Mr. Mo and you, even if you are a man, you are not qualified to object!"

"That's it!"

Mo Jiuren nodded heavily: "After tomorrow, as long as I can become the heir of the chief, when you attack the Hidden Sword Valley, it will definitely go smoothly, hehe, you have taken your leave!"

With that, he sank into the black cloak again and disappeared silently.

The remaining four people in the room all focused their eyes on the High Priest of the Witch Forest.

Gu Da said coldly: "Lord Priest, since Barbarian Ling'er wants to challenge the ancestral system, it seems that we don't need to cooperate with this scumbag anymore, why don't we or Yuan Hao be the ......"

"Don't worry!" Wu Sen's eyes glowed with coldness, and he smiled like a skeleton: "Hehe, it's always useful for this kind of superb scum to stay in the Sword Sect, it's okay for him to dream for a while, and we can kill him at any time when we take down the entire Taihang County!"

"Well said. Blood Lion Haken also nodded and sneered beside him: "Originally, I also prepared people and horses outside the Blood God Mountain, it seems that there is no need for it, even if something goes wrong with Mo Jiuren, can't he take a chick with the means of Yuan Hao and Gu Da?"

Hehehe.

The room was filled with the confident laughter of several people.

......

The night passed with a whoosh.

The Boiling Blood Tribe, the ceremony of the selection of the Holy Son kicked off.

Different from the reception banquet, the ceremony was set on the best [Blood God Altar] in the Blood God Mountain, which was the most sacred venue of the Boiling Blood Tribe, from the three major tribes, the team of the Mo Wen Sword Sect and more than a dozen nearby barbarian tribes gathered on the top of the mountain early in the morning, looking forward to the convening of today's wonderful event.

As the organizer, the Boiling Blood Tribe is full of preparations, not only sent two thousand warriors to be responsible for the vigilance around the altar, but also recruited a hundred powerful [Blood Barbarian Warriors] to guard around the altar, these warriors with blood-colored totems engraved all over their bodies are powerful existences that have been baptized in the [Blood God Temple], each of them is a cultivation above the spiritual realm, and they can also rely on the [Blood Barbarian Secret Technique] to burst out a powerful combat power far superior to their own strength.

As the sun grew, everyone sat down in unison, and their eyes looked at the altar to the east of the altar, where the leaders of the three major tribes and Jing Fuji sat majestically with different expressions.

The faces of the Great Chief of Manji and the Sect Master of the Sword Sect seemed to be a little unpleasant, and they both frowned and looked extremely worried, while the Blood Lion Haken and the High Priest of the Witch Forest next to them were smiling and relaxed, after all, in their opinion, the selection of the Holy Son today was already a sure thing.

Especially the blood lion Haken, who was in a good mood, was very happy when he saw Jing Buji's sad face next to him, and grinned:

"What's the matter, Jing Bu'er, you look like a dead father? What about that Ye Feng of yours?

"Shut up!"

Jing Fuji perfectly interpreted what it meant to be 'suffering words', and depressed white smoke erupted from his nostrils, which made Haken's folds come out of his smile.

"Hahaha, Jing Fuji, Chief Manji, it's almost time, let's start quickly, the players are waiting impatiently!"

He obviously knew that Barbarian Ling'er was going to do something today, and he still pretended to be like this, and he was sincere.

The Great Chief of Manji glanced at Jing Buji, then let out a long sigh, walked to the front of the ceremonial platform and announced an earth-shattering news to everyone:

"Ladies and gentlemen, there has been a temporary change in the selection of the Holy Son today!"

The audience was in shock.

"The old man's granddaughter, the holy daughter of the Boiling Blood Tribe, Barbarian Ling'er, wants to challenge the ancestral system and face all the contestants who participated in the selection today!"

What the??

There was a sudden silence around the altar.

Barbarian Ling'er wants to be a female chief?

The news exploded like thunder, and people looked at the holy girl behind Manji who had slowly stood up, and they could hardly believe their ears.

This is simply looking for death!

Everyone knows that there is only one female chief in the entire history of the Boiling Blood Tribe, and that is a path of no return at all, plus the players selected by the Holy Son this year are already terrifyingly strong, Yuan Hao, Gu Da, which one is not a barbarian powerhouse that has not been encountered in a hundred years, how could Barbarian Ling'er defeat many players including them?

On the stage, Manji's voice trembled a little:

"Fifty-two!" he turned to look at the barbarian Ling'er with a calm face: "Man'er, this chief asks you again, do you want to challenge today's fifty-two contestants and use their blood to achieve your chieftain's path!"

Under the gaze of the audience, Man'er slowly walked in front of Manji, knelt down reverently, and his voice resounded throughout the audience:

"Ling'er has no regrets!"

Wow.

There was an uproar.

She's really going to fight fifty-two battles by herself!

It's just crazy!

Manji closed his eyes with a face full of unbearability, and couldn't bear to see his granddaughter's next tragic scene, and sighed heavily:

"Alright, Barbarian, this is your own path, and this chief respects your wishes!"

He raised his hands high to the sky and raised his head to the sky and roared: "Great Blood God, today there are your people who want to challenge the noble inheritance of the tribe, please come and witness all this for yourself! If Barbarian Ling'er fails, I will personally sacrifice her blood to appease your anger - now, Barbarian Ling'er, go to the Blood God Altar and personally bear the test of the Blood God Lord on you!"

Roar~~~Ha!!

With the earth-shattering roar of a hundred blood barbarian warriors, a raging red flame ignited around the huge circular altar, as if a bright red eye had opened between heaven and earth, watching the barbarian Ling'er step by step onto the altar.

The bright red fire shone on the white face of the brute Ling'er, and it was so bewitching, as if it indicated that this beautiful face would soon be stained with blood.

"Your Highness!

"Senior Sister Ling'er, come on!!"

The Boiling Blood Tribe and the Sword Sect had resounded an endless call, no matter what, the Barbarian Ling'er was always the pride of their hearts.

The two tribes and the rest of the audience hugged their arms one after another, not saying a word, and even many people had cold smiles on their faces.

In their opinion, Barbarian Ling'er, this is completely looking for death.

Despite her strength, so what, a full fifty-two contestants, even if it consumes this girl, now everyone just wants to know who will be the first to take the stage to open the prelude to today's bloody battle of the saint.

For a while, an area with a clear distinction between ice and fire was formed in the stands, and in the hot cheering on the side of the Sword Sect, Yun Fei and Baili Xiaofan were scanning left and right to find a person.

Ye Feng, why hasn't this product come yet?

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Welcome back from vacation for Emperor Li Qingdi, there is a third update today, updated before twelve o'clock