The back mountain of the wood tribe.

Under a huge altar, there stood a dense crowd of Mu tribesmen, and at this time, everyone's faces were filled with awe. Because of the mountain god and witch spirit of the wood tribe who lives in the small hill behind the altar.

As for the origin of Lord Wu Ling, the people of the Mu Clan know and have not seen it. Under the protection of the Wood Clan, the status of the Wood Clan in the hundred tribes has risen, and after many years, the status of the Wood Clan is even more solid, unshakable, and there is a vague tendency to dominate, however, secretly other clans are also very vigilant against the Wood Clan.

After all, having such a behemoth as the Mu Clan next to it is a hidden danger to any big clan, and the rise of the Mu Clan back then was already full of weirdness.

People have to be guarded against.

At this time, the runes around the altar were flying in the sky, the glow was ten thousand ways, and the visions were various, and all the people of the Mu clan recited the sacrificial text with the patriarch, which added a layer of mystery.

The sound of sacrifice echoed in the valley for a long time, and it seemed that with the voices of everyone, a mysterious power slowly condensed, born in the void, and alternately merged with the glow and vision around the altar. Suddenly, a rain of light scattered out of thin air, everyone was bathed in the rain of light, someone touched the rain with their hands, but their fingers directly penetrated the raindrops, but they did not feel its existence at all, but there was a real appearance in front of their eyes.

It makes it difficult to distinguish between fiction and reality. Then the rain of light turned into beams of light, swimming in the body for a while, and everyone only felt that their ears and eyes were clear, and they seemed to feel that the world in front of them was even clearer, as if there was a force washing the body.

The crowd rejoiced. Know that this is a blessing from the mountain gods. This is the scene at every ceremony. I can't help but be more in awe of the mountain god. The supernatural powers of the mountain god are not something that ordinary people can understand.

It's just that no one in the Wood Clan has ever seen Lord Wu Ling except for the patriarch of each person, which makes everyone feel very regretful.

When Mu Lingyun returned, the sacrifice of the Mu clan had ended, but no one from the Mu clan left first. Because today is the enthronement ceremony of the patriarch of the Mu clan.

The newcomer patriarch will be chosen from among the younger generation, and Mu Lingyun happens to be one of them, and he is also the most competitive figure.

There was a young man on the martial arts arena, with long hair and a shawl, holding a spear, with an indifferent expression, but with white unnatural skin, there was a ghostly light on his body from time to time, which made people look very uncomfortable and indescribably weird. This person was none other than Ling Juetian. The son of the patriarch.

He was looking at the opponent opposite indifferently, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, full of disdain.

Standing opposite was a man dressed in a blue suit, handsome, but the clothes on his body were a little torn at this time, obviously experienced a big battle, but he was defeated by his opponent, and there was a broken hair under his feet, plus there was a blood mark on his neck.

However, this person exudes a sense of arrogance and high fighting spirit, and it seems that he has not forgotten his situation at all. This person is Mu Lingxiao. Mu Lingyun's cousin.

"Do you want to fight again, don't blame me for not thinking about brotherhood if you go on like this, don't blame me for dying. Ling Juetian said with an indifferent expression, but he couldn't hear where the love in his hand was.

"Hmph, Brother Tian, if you want to fight, you will fight, where is there so much nonsense. Mu Lingxiao said loudly, his expression was firm, and he saw it even more when the other party didn't write it, but he didn't take it seriously. In the Mu Clan, apart from Mu Lingyun, he has not admired anyone.

Moreover, now everyone in the Mu clan knows that Mu Lingyun has been intercepted and killed several times because of Mu Juetian, but because of the patriarch, no one dares to say anything.

At this time, what Mu Lingxiao was thinking about was something else.

"Why hasn't Brother Yun come back, if I don't come back, I really can't hold on, I must not let this

The villain becomes the patriarch, otherwise our brothers will all worry about their lives, come back quickly, Brother Yun. ”

Mu Lingxiao could only pray secretly, if he could drag a stick of incense, he would have a stick of incense.

Mu Jietian also frowned after hearing Mu Lingxiao's answer, and felt a little uneasy in his heart. However, after thinking of the relationship between Mu Lingxiao and Mu Lingyun, he became even more unhappy.

Originally, with his own talent, plus his own identity. The identity of the patriarch is in the bag, but there is a miscellaneous piece of Mu Lingyun, and I don't know where the atmospheric luck came from to become famous in one fell swoop, and he is on an equal footing, and even because Mu Lingyun is peaceful, the old and young people in the clan have a good image of him, and even some people are secretly talking about his despicable methods behind his back.

Thinking of this, he became even more angry, and when he saw Mu Lingxiao's desire to challenge himself, he felt the need to make an example of the monkey.

So, with one hand to lift the spear, the wind suddenly raged, and the spear soared, turning into a big gun of about ten zhang, looking like a big stick from a distance. Smashed down, the momentum was huge.

Seeing this scene, the children of the clan in the audience felt as if the sky was about to be pierced, and they felt that they couldn't breathe.

Don't talk about others. At this time, Mu Lingxiao was also pale, he was the target of attack, and he naturally suffered the most oppression, but he was not afraid, and it was impossible for him to be slaughtered.

Immediately bit the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of blood spurted out and poured into the long sword in his hand, the long sword "buzzed" and roared, as if he knew the master's intentions, and immediately absorbed the blood, and the silver-white long sword immediately turned into blood red, and there was a bad breath gushing out.

At this time, the spear phantom had been pressed down in the air, it seemed to be slow but it was actually very fast, Mu Lingxiao immediately met it with a long sword, and suddenly there was a roar, and the dazzling light gushed out, making people unable to open their eyes, everyone felt like this, not to mention the two people in the battlefield.

Mu Juetian was also disheveled at this time, and the sleeve of his left hand was cut off by the sword. couldn't help but look ugly, and it was a shameful thing for him to say.

Mu Lingxiao was even more unbearable, there were blood marks on the corners of his mouth, his feet were even more immersed in the dirt, and the blood sword trembled even more, but his eyes were brighter. It was as if there was a light pouring out, and the battle was high.

When Mu Juetian saw this scene, his eyes flashed with murderous intent. The face is gloomy.

"If you don't know whether to live or die, then don't blame me. He then withdrew the spear from his body. Both hands pinched, long hair flew, a layer of dark light curtain appeared on the surface of the body, and runes also appeared around it, black light spewed, extremely dark, eyes were occupied by black light, and then the whole body was engulfed by black light, and the temperature around him plummeted, like a ghost in hell. It's cold.

When Mu Lingxiao saw this scene, he knew that Mu Juetian was really vicious, and this was clearly a one-hit kill.

The patriarchs around the altar also changed their faces when they saw this scene.

"God, don't hurt anyone's life. The patriarch just said lightly.

After the rest of the clan elders heard the patriarch's words, their faces were a little unnatural, if Mu Lingxiao could be immortal next, he would be crippled. What is the difference between taking someone's life?

But I don't dare to say more, the patriarch's ruthlessness is famous, Lao Tzu is ruthless, and his son is even more ruthless.

Now that my son is directly asking for his life, this old thing still says this?

Mu Lingxiao naturally heard the patriarch's words, and his heart couldn't help but tighten, is he really going to die? Why hasn't he shown up? But then he was relieved, how terrible is the death of the eldest husband. didn't say much, his heart was horizontal, and he wanted to launch the forbidden technique, and then he also pinched the trick with both hands, and spit out a mouthful of essence blood again, and the blood mist flew, covering his body, looking at it from a distance, it was terrifying, and it was the same as a bloody person. Both eyes are red.

was about to fight against Ling Juetian, but suddenly found that Ling Juetian on the opposite side had disappeared?

Suddenly, I only felt a chill on the surface of my body, and my hairs stood on end. The body is like being in an ice cave, and the void around it is sealed, imprisoning itself, and the body cannot move.

"Hehe, do you really think you don't know your methods? You and Mu Lingyun's forbidden techniques are also powerful, but what I didn't expect is that Mu Lingyun is willing to pass on this forbidden technique to you. Mu Lingxiao's ears suddenly sounded a cold voice.

Mu Lingxiao's heart was cold, how did he know about learning the forbidden technique, and it seemed that he also targeted his own forbidden technique, otherwise why would he even know the weakness of his forbidden technique, and couldn't help but think of the patriarch, the weakness of this forbidden technique Mu Lingyun only talked to the patriarch.

The heart is even more gloomy, the wood clan is like this.

"I won't kill you, but if Mu Lingyun sees you lying in bed all your life as a waste, I think his face will look very good. At this time, Mu Juetian was like a ghost, and his hands wanted to hit Mu Lingxiao's back.

Mu Lingxiao only felt a breath of death enveloping him, but he was still trying to launch the forbidden technique, which would hurt him twice.

Suddenly, Mu Lingxiao suddenly saw a white light flying towards him, and he was immediately overjoyed, others may not know what it was, but he knew that Mu Lingyun was back.

Mu Lingyun didn't dodge when he saw the white light flying over, the white light seemed to be psychic, and it actually slashed against Mu Lingxiao's forehead, and then turned to attack Mu Juetian like flowing water, and Mu Juetian immediately flew upside down dozens of zhang.

There was no sound, and the black fog that shrouded the wood sky melted quickly, as if it had met a nemesis. Mu Lingxiao suddenly felt that his body could move, but then his complexion changed greatly, just now the void froze, and his own spell was immediately imprisoned, but at this time, there were thousands of rivers gushing out in his body, this is a forbidden technique that hurts others and hurts himself, if he doesn't launch it, he will backfire himself.

The consequences are unimaginable.

However, suddenly, Mu Lingyun only saw a white shadow floating in, a white palm gently pressed on his body, and suddenly, all the essence gushing out of his body dissipated, and he felt that all the injuries in his body had improved, as if he had never been injured.

Immediate joy.

"Brother Yun, it must be you. You won't say anything when you come back?" Mu Lingyun seemed to have forgotten the scene of life and death just now.

"Hehe, you're still like that, if you lose, you'll be defeated, don't be reckless in the future. A voice came, making people feel like a spring breeze after listening to it.

However, this voice was indeed so harsh when it fell on Mu Juetian's ears, it was the most annoying sound for himself. At this time, all the black mist on the surface of Mu Juetian's body dissipated, his clothes and shoes were shattered, and blood gushed out, as if he had been scratched by sword qi.

Immediately, his eyes stared at Mu Lingxiao, only to see that the auspicious clouds there were shrouded, which was completely different from the aura of Mu Juetian just now, as if it was a contrast between light and darkness.

Then, the white clouds dissipated, revealing a figure, dressed in white, extremely elegant, with long hair and shawl, but not messy at all, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, extremely handsome, people couldn't help but feel good, like a spring breeze, and couldn't help but want to get close.

Looking at this figure, Mu Juetian's face was even more gloomy, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent. However, this scene fell on the eyes of the man in white but smiled slightly, as if he ignored Mu Juetian, just smiled and turned his head to look at Mu Lingxiao.

At this time, Mu Lingxiao didn't bother to tidy up his embarrassed appearance, but just looked at Mu Lingyun with a happy face.

Mu Lingyun's return surprised the Mu clan with a lot of heat. After all, Mu Lingyun has not heard from him for four years. Many people thought that he was missing, or many people looked at the patriarch.

The patriarch felt those gazes, and his face changed slightly. Then it returned to its previous calm appearance. Then he stood up. He smiled and said, "Lingyun, it's good to come back." ”

"Now, the joust continues. The patriarch continued to speak lightly.