The lessons of the ghost moon are ahead, so Su Moyu is naturally a little jealous. ШШШ．

But the time has come when it makes no sense to retreat.

So, after thinking about it, he still walked in front of the phantom of the god of war.

However, unlike Ghost Moon, Su Moyu remained vigilant from beginning to end.

If this God of War Phantom also comes to do something to himself, he can dodge it.

Even if he can't dodge, with his own cultivation, he has the confidence that he can resist the opponent's move.

However, perhaps he couldn't feel Su Moyu's malice.

Or as Chu Nanbo said, these powers that belong to the ancestors of the Jiuli clan also know Su Moyu's great contribution to their clansmen.

The phantom of the god of war did not show the same hostility as towards the ghost moon.

He just slowly stretched out his hand and probed towards Su Moyu.

Su Moyu was stunned for a moment, then also stretched out his hand and touched the opponent's fist with his fist.

However, at this moment, Su Moyu's consciousness was in a trance.

When I came back to my senses, I was already in a somewhat dark cave.

There are strange rocks in the cave, and there are many people sitting or standing on the strange rocks.

"This is ......" Su Moyu was a little puzzled for a while, not understanding why this situation occurred.

At this moment, a slightly hoarse voice came from above, saying: "Unexpectedly, at the end of the long life, it is an outsider who inherits our strength!"

Hearing this voice, Su Moyu hurriedly looked up.

Then I saw a man sitting on a bluestone in the deepest part of the cave.

This person's appearance is the same as that of the God of War Phantom.

Obviously, this guy is the first generation of the god of war of the Jiuli clan.

"Junior, Su Moyu, meet the seniors!" Su Moyu bowed.

There are so many people in the field, and the youngest ones are more than 100,000 years ago, so it makes sense to call them seniors.

"Don't be so polite, we're just a memory!" said the first-generation god of war.

"Sure enough!" Su Moyu nodded secretly.

At this moment, another person on the side sighed and said, "Young man, how are we Jiuli people now?"

Su Moyu was stunned for a moment, thought about it again and again, and still told the other party the truth.

After listening to Su Moyu's narration, the people in the cave sighed.

After a long time, the first-generation god of war snorted and said, "A bunch of unproductive things have actually fallen to this point, and I want to ...... back then."

Next, he talked about the glorious deeds of his youth.

This was said for a long time, and in the end, someone on the side couldn't listen to it, so he was finally persuaded to stop.

At this moment, one of the last people in the crowd came to Su Moyu's side and said, "Young man, did you just say that it was Chu Nanbo who opened the ancestral land and asked you to accept our power?"

Su Moyu hurriedly turned his head, and saw an extremely heroic and strong man standing behind him.

He hurriedly gave up his hand and said, "Yes, I don't know if you are ......"

"The last generation of God of War, Qiao Yu!" the man said in a deep voice.

When Su Moyu heard this, he suddenly woke up and said, "You are the ancestor in Chu Nanbo's mouth?"

Qiao Yu nodded and said, "That's right, it's a pity that in the end, my deity still died in the hands of Isha!"

Su Moyu smiled bitterly: "It's no wonder you, the strength of that evil god guy has far exceeded everyone's imagination." ”

When Qiao Yu, the god of war, heard this, he just shook his head helplessly, and finally said: "Speaking of which, my body died too hastily, and the new patriarch of the Jiuli clan has not been elected yet, right?"

Su Moyu nodded and said, "It seems to be so!"

Qiao Yu sighed and said, "Then trouble you, when you go out, tell Chu Nanbo that from now on, he will officially become the next patriarch of the Jiuli clan!"

"Okay! I will definitely bring this!" Su Moyu replied.

After the two of them finished speaking, the first-generation god of war in the deepest part of the cave finally climbed down from the big bluestone and said, "That's it, we have been staying here for so many years, just for this day! Since this young man has such a great favor to the clan, it is not a bad thing to hand over our power to him, what do you think?"

"That's what the old patriarch said!" the crowd next to him hurriedly agreed.

Seeing that everyone said this, the first-generation god of war walked up to Su Moyu and said, "Young man, we will hand over the power to you now, but you must promise that you will not use this power to harm our descendants of the Jiuli clan!"

Su Moyu hurriedly said: "Senior, rest assured, I will never do anything to be sorry for the Jiuli people, and as long as I am here, I will not let the Jiuli clan be cut off!"

After receiving his assurance, the first generation of the god of war nodded and said, "That's good, please close your eyes now!"

Su Moyu obeyed and closed his eyes tightly.

And at this moment, under the leadership of the first generation of the God of War, everyone stretched out their hands and headed in the direction of Su Moyu.

In an instant, a strong and domineering aura poured directly into Su Moyu's body.

And those figures have disappeared without a trace at this time.

"Is this the end?" Su Moyu said secretly.

At this moment, his consciousness blurred again, and a moment later, he found himself back in the cemetery of the ancestral land of the Jiuli tribe.

"Master, are you alright?"

Chu Nanbo was standing beside Su Moyu at this moment, and asked with a concerned expression.

"It's okay!" Su Moyu shook his head, but found that the God of War phantom in front of him had long since disappeared.

"That'...... What about the power of the sages?" Chu Nanbo asked aloud.

Su Moyu thought about it and slowly stretched out his hand to shake it.

Rumble!

Thunder exploded in the palms of his hands.

Seeing this scene, whether it was Su Moyu or Chu Nanbo, there was a look of surprise on their faces.

"It's indeed a lot stronger than before! The strength of the Jiuli clan really lives up to its reputation!" Su Moyu said with sincere admiration.

Hearing this, Chu Nanbo smiled and said, "That's good, so that your chances of winning will be greater, master." ”

Su Moyu also nodded with a smile, and then suddenly raised his head and said to Chu Nanbo: "By the way, when I was bearing the power of the Jiuli clan just now, I saw Qiao Yu's memory. ”

"Lord Qiao Yu?" Hearing this, Chu Nanbo was stunned for a moment.

"He asked me to tell you one thing, since a few days, you have been the patriarch of the Jiuli clan!" Su Moyu said.

"This ...... Chu Nanbo, a Jiuli person, obeyed the order!" Chu Nanbo knelt down on one knee and bowed to the depths of the cemetery.

Now that this matter has been understood, Su Moyu once again set his eyes on the corpse of Ghost Yue, which is no longer formed.

He didn't understand why this guy was here.

And what about the roots that pop up?

Thinking of this, Su Moyu walked in front of the tree roots, and without the manipulation of the ghost moon at this time, these tree roots were no longer aggressive.

Su Moyu stretched out his hand and used the power of wood to perceive, and he understood many things in an instant.

"I see!" he said secretly.