"Oh, such a thing?"

Liang Qiuhong only retreats and practices every day, and for the things on the grassland, he is all reported by his subordinates, and he really doesn't know much about himself!

In one month, he can upgrade from a ninth-level tribe to a fourth-level tribe, even if it seems to him, it is a bit incredible.

"Exactly, this person is the patriarch of the Shenkong tribe named Hei Ling, he is only eighteen years old, and his cultivation has reached the realm of divine thoughts, he claims to have received the guidance of the totem god, so he has risen all the way, and his subordinates feel that this matter is strange!"

Tusimu spoke.

When Liang Qiuhong heard this, he immediately spoke: "Hmph, acting in such a high-profile manner under the guise of a totem god, there is probably a problem with this matter, so it's okay, this tribal competition, you can observe him, if there is a problem, simply kill him directly!"

The so-called totemic gods give guidance, and there have indeed been.

But more often than not, someone has taken possession of the body, this kind of thing, low-level martial artists don't know, how can he not know, over the years, he has killed many spies from other states and overseas.

At the age of eighteen, in order to cultivate to reach the realm of divine thoughts, this kind of thing is really too false, and he will never believe it.

"Okay, with His Majesty's order, his subordinates will send a surveillance, and when the tribe is in Dabi, kill it on the spot!"

Tucimu also spoke immediately.

Although his strength is average, there are even second-level tribes in the high-level tribes, and there are many incarnation realm warriors, and as a holy envoy, he has the power to mobilize these people.

"I'll leave this matter to you!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The words fell, and Tucim departed.

"Eighteen years old, God Thought Realm, if it is a spy, this is too obvious!"

On the side, Liang Qiuya frowned at this moment and spoke.

Liang Qiuhong said coldly: "If it is really Tianjiao guided by the totem gods, it is naturally good, but if it is a spy, he has no way to escape!"

......

A year is fleeting.

The Tribal Contest is also coming soon.

This time, the tribal competition was held within the territory of the second-level tribe Holy Moon Tribe.

The Holy Moon Tribe, as above Liangzhou, second only to the Liangyun Tribe, ranks first among the second-level tribes, and has absolute strength.

The population of the Holy Moon Tribe is as high as 60 million.

Countless felt tents cover this grassland.

At this moment, in the center of the grassland, a huge open space with a radius of thousands of feet was vacated.

On top of the huge open space, a ring was created.

All of this is to prepare for today's tribal competition.

Gu Feng and the people of the Shenkong Tribe had already arrived in front of the gate of the Holy Moon Tribe.

This time in the tribal competition, not all the warriors in the tribe participated, so Gu Feng only brought less than a thousand people.

There was a long table at the door, and behind that long table sat an old man with a long beard.

This bearded old man has a lot of cultivation, and he has the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Imperial Sky.

"Which tribe?"

The bearded old man spoke.

"The Divine Sky Tribe!"

Gu Feng said lightly and took out the cloud seal.

On the cloud seal, the word 'divine space' is engraved on the seal!

When the bearded old man heard this, he said lightly: "Oh, it turns out that it is a small tribe that has just been promoted to the fourth level, and you are also a supporting role here today, so the final reward will not be for you!"

Behind Gu Feng, Hei Zhong and the others were a little annoyed when they heard this, but because of the other party's identity and strength, they couldn't bear to speak.

"This is your felt tent jade plaque, if you are lucky, there is only one large felt tent left, and these people in your tribe can live!"

The bearded old man handed Gu Feng and the others a jade plaque.

Gu Feng took the jade plate and didn't say much.

At this time, a loud laugh came:

"Haha, Hu Lao, long time no see!"

I saw a group of 5,000 warriors, striding forward.

The totemic marks on these people are all 'knife' patterns.

At the forefront, the person who opened the mouth was a middle-aged man with a birthmark on his face.

"Haha, it turned out to be the Knife Patriarch!"

Seeing the middle-aged man and the old man with a long beard, he immediately smiled and spoke.

Although the bearded old man is a member of the second-level tribe, after all, he only cultivates to the Divine Mind Realm, and the other party is the patriarch of the Dao Spirit Tribe of the third-level tribe, and his cultivation is enough to enter the Yuan Shen Realm for the first time.

Dao Tuo immediately laughed: "Don't say much, after three days of driving, people are sleepy and horses are lacking, and some low-level martial artists in my tribe still need to rest, give us a large felt tent!"

"This, the large felt tent has just been given, and there is no more!"

When the bearded old man heard this, he immediately spoke.

The felt tents prepared by the Holy Moon tribe are limited, usually on a first-come, first-served basis, and if they come late, they will have to be crowded into small felt tents, or spend the night in the open air.

"Just gave it out?"

When Dao Tuo heard this, his eyes immediately fell on Gu Feng's body, looking at Gu Feng's cultivation and where he was, he said coldly: "Boy, take out the felt tent jade plate, the fourth-level tribe, you can stay in the open air, what kind of felt tent do you want!"

When everyone on the side of the Shenkong Tribe heard this, anger appeared in their eyes.

This is a blatant act of bullying.

The cultivation that Gu Feng exudes now is only the first to enter the Divine Mind Realm, and in the eyes of the other party, Gu Feng is not vulnerable at all.

Here, when the long-bearded old man saw this scene, he immediately said to Gu Feng: "Hei Ling, your clan is only a fourth-level tribe after all, let's let go of this large felt tent!"

"In the tribal regulations of the Holy Moon Tribe, is there a rule that low-level tribes must give up felt tents to high-level tribes?"

Gu Feng's complexion did not change, and he spoke flatly.

"This ......"

Tribal laws and regulations, the bearded old man naturally can't say it at will.

Indeed, this statute is not recorded.

But in fact, everyone knows this matter well, every time the tribe has a big competition, something similar will happen, how dare the low-level tribe compete with the high-level tribe.

"If not, we'll go first!"

Gu Feng said lightly, and then took the people of the Shenkong tribe and turned away.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Seeing the situation, Dao Tuo's eyes flashed coldly.

He didn't make a move, but the deputy patriarch beside him who cultivated to the Great Perfection of Divine Thought was enlightened, the totem mark on his right arm lit up, and the power of the totem condensed on his right arm, and his right arm turned into a flesh and blood knife, and he rushed out in one step, slashing directly towards Gu Feng's arm!

Before the tribe was bigger, they couldn't kill people, but fighting and hurting people was nothing.

However, when the flesh and blood knife almost touched Gu Feng's body, it suddenly stopped.

Everyone's eyes were full of doubt, and in everyone's opinion, it was this patriarch who suddenly stopped.

The patriarch's face was flushed at this moment, and he had exerted all his strength, but he couldn't move a single bit.

And at this moment, an invisible force suddenly broke out!

"Bang!"

At this moment, the deputy patriarch of the Sword Spirit Tribe was directly shocked and flew out......