Ning Wutian frowned slightly, feeling that something bad might happen.

Originally, this was someone else's business, and it was the Tianmu tribe's own business.

But during this time, Ning Wutian almost regarded himself as a member of the Tianmu tribe, and the people of the Tianmu tribe were also very good to Ning Wutian, and they didn't treat him as an outsider at all.

This gave Ning Wutian a sense of belonging, although this sense of belonging came too suddenly.

……

Outside the Tianmu tribe, more than a hundred people were eyeing each other, and a young man at the front looked at Mu Ying and Mu Xinyu unscrupulously, and said with a smile: "My Zhuqi tribe will not be too much, as long as the three places of your tribe are given to our tribe, we promise that we will not embarrass you again." ”

"Don't you think about it!" Mu Ying was furious.

"It's too much deception, it's impossible!" Mu Kui was almost furious, if Mu Nian hadn't stopped him, he would have rushed out directly.

"You don't have a choice." The young man Zhu Hong smiled lightly, and the arrogant expression on his face was undisguised: "Once our tribe starts a war, you can't resist!" ”

"Fight and fight, who is afraid of whom?" Mu Kui roared.

Zhu Hong ignored Mu Kui in a rage, he looked at Mu Weng, the patriarch of the Tianmu tribe: "Hurry up and reply, we don't have so much patience." ”

Patriarch Mu Weng's face was ugly: "If you want our place, it's impossible!" ”

Zhu Hong sneered: "Then, you just wait to destroy the clan!" ”

"It's up to you?" Patriarch Mu Weng sneered.

"No, no, no." Zhu Hong smiled weirdly: "I'm not afraid to tell you, my clan's totem holy ancestor has successfully advanced to the rank." ”

"What?" The head of the Mu Weng clan was shocked.

Mu Xinyu and the others behind him also changed their faces greatly.

If these beasts in the Wild Forest can find their own way of cultivation, such beasts are collectively called alien demons, and alien demons are divided into twelve levels.

What I usually see can only be regarded as first-level and second-level alien demons, and even most of them are just fierce-looking beasts, not alien demons, but with great natural strength.

And to be able to become a totem holy ancestor, you can only reach the eleventh level of a demon.

Because at this time, the alien demon can give humans some power, and they are believed by humans, and they can protect humans for a certain extent.

And the Totem Holy Ancestor was promoted, which means that the totem has reached the twelfth level.

This is terrifying, the legendary twelfth-level demon can move mountains and seas, and the horror is boundless.

Although the eleventh and twelfth levels are only one level apart, the difference in strength is the difference between heaven and earth.

Seeing the changed faces of the people of the Tianmu tribe, Zhu Hong became even more proud: "You have no hope, you can only surrender!" ”

"If you want us to hand over all the places, it's impossible!" Patriarch Muweng's voice was cold.

"It's okay if you don't hand over everything, I can call the shots and keep one for you, but I have one condition." Zhu Hong said, looking at Mu Xinyu unscrupulously: "I want her." ”

Mu Xinyu was stunned for a moment, and then his beautiful eyes were cold, and his evil anger surged.

"What are you to our Tianmu tribe? Who do you think you are? ”

"If you want to fight, who is afraid of whom?" The impulsive Mu Kui rushed out directly, and no one could stop him this time.

There were many more members of the Tianmu tribe who also rushed out, with boundless anger.

The patriarch hesitated, but he didn't stop him, he himself was a nest of fire.

"Boom......" "Boom!" "Boom ......"

And so began the scuffle, and someone was injured at the first contact.

The angry Mu Kui rushed directly towards Zhu Hong, and punched Zhu Hong back four or five steps, and his blood surged.

"You're looking for death!" Zhu Hong was furious, and suddenly took out a tool made of bones and put it in his mouth to blow, making strange syllables.

"It's not good, stop him, he's summoning their tribe's totem Holy Ancestor!" Patriarch Muweng's face changed.

Mu Xinyu stepped a little under his feet and attacked Zhu Hong fiercely, knocking Zhu Hong's whistle down.

Zhu Hong was caught off guard, especially since his own strength was not as good as Mu Xinyu, and he soon retreated, spitting blood.

"Mu Xinyu, why resist, it's your honor to be my woman, I am destined to become the patriarch of the Zhuqi tribe, lead the Zhuqi tribe to become stronger and stronger, walk out of the wild forest, and dominate the world!" Zhu Hong said as he stepped back.

Mu Xinyu's face was expressionless, but his eyes became more and more angry, and he shot ruthlessly, and his move was fatal.

Zhu Hong was in a hurry, but he still sneered while retreating: "Why bother, my clan's totem holy ancestor will come soon, you can't see hope, no one can save you, obediently become my woman, I may open the net, not only can your tribe continue to survive, but also give you a place." ”

Mu Xinyu had a sinister aura in his eyes, and slapped it out with a slam palm.

"Boom!"

Zhu Hong was shocked back, spitting blood, and his face suddenly turned hideous: "Mu Xinyu, you will regret it!" ”

Zhu Hong suddenly took out an animal skin glove and put it on his hand, and faced Mu Xinyu again.

After putting on the animal skin gloves, Zhu Hong's combat power increased greatly.

Mu Xinyu was shocked: "This is the molting of the Totem Holy Ancestor?" ”

"That's right, the Holy Ancestor of my clan has successfully molted and has been promoted." Zhu Hong smiled cruelly, his palm shadow was like the wind, attacking Mu Xinyu, after putting on the animal skin gloves, his combat power increased greatly, and Mu Xinyu was defeated and retreated.

Mu Xinyu's face was pale, and he was unwilling.

"Be my woman obediently, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth, don't make mistakes, you will harm the entire Tianmu tribe!" Zhu Hong sneered.

Mu Xinyu's heart was disturbed, what Zhu Hong said was really likely to happen, once the totem holy ancestor of the Tianmu tribe was defeated, the Tianmu tribe was likely to be completely erased.

"Surrender, you have no hope!" Zhu Hong laughed, and the attack became more and more crazy.

"Buzz ......" suddenly a buzz came from far and near, and a figure came like lightning.

"What ......" Zhu Hong was shocked and hurriedly turned around.

"Boom!"

The sports car like a cannonball arrived in an instant, knocking Zhu Hong dozens of meters away.

The terrifying impact shattered Zhu Hong's bones and blood spurted wildly, and he struggled to glance at what hit him as he flew backwards, something he had never seen before.

"Bang!" Zhu Hong fell directly into the depths of the dense forest.

"Zhu Hong......"

The faces of the people of the Zhu Qi tribe changed greatly, and they all retreated, helping the injured clansmen to find Zhu Hong.

"It's Ning Wutian." Mu Ying was overjoyed when she saw Ning Wutian in the sports car.

Many people in the Tianmu tribe were seriously injured, but fortunately, their lives were not in danger for the time being.

Many people looked at Ning Wutian in shock and gratitude.

Ning Wutian stopped the car and got out of the car.

"Thank you." Mu Xinyu looked at Ning Wutian and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"What's going on?" Ning Wutian frowned and asked.

"It's not the hateful Zhuqi tribe yet." Mu Ying replied: "Every three years, the Jade Crystal Sect outside will recruit disciples from the Wild Forest, and each tribe has three quotas, and the hateful Zhuqi tribe actually wants to steal the quota of our tribe. ”

"The Zhu Qi tribe is so hateful, especially that Zhu Hong, who even wants to fight Sister Xinyu's idea." Another girl, Mu Qianqian, also said angrily.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a terrifying coercion appeared from the sky.

Everyone's faces changed dramatically and they turned to look.

I saw a fiery red creature with a height of four or five meters coming from the sky, it was a creature like a dragon horse, but it had thick fiery red hair all over its body.

"The totem saint ancestor of the Zhu Qi tribe, Zhu Qi!" Patriarch Mu Weng sighed in his heart.