Jiang Zizi really didn't expect that there would be such an old-fashioned person in this sacrificial temple.

He didn't know much about the temple of sacrifice.

The person in front of him, I don't know what his identity is, and Jiang Zizi can't offend him.

After all, he does have his reasons, he does things here, and he only recognizes black and white cards.

If the son of King Zilin didn't even dare to participate in the assessment, he would still mess around here and spread it, it would indeed be a joke.

He couldn't say more.

So, he could only nod.

"You have the ability, just wait for a month, as long as you can pass the assessment, the door of the temple will always be open for you. The middle-aged man in black said lightly.

The more he is entangled at this time, I am afraid that he will think that he is even afraid of the entrance examination.

"Then I'll come back then. "Ruo Xiaoyue doesn't want to go in first.

They didn't expect this to happen, so they had to go out and find a nearby inn and stay for a month.

However, just as they were about to leave, another group of people came in from outside the door, basically all teenagers and girls.

Jiang Zizi immediately realized that those people should be disciples of the Sacrifice God Temple.

"So strong?"

The first time he saw the official disciple of the Sacrificial God Temple, his brows were already furrowed.

These teenagers are about the same age as him, but most of them should be in the Xuanmai Realm!

Jiang Junxie, sixteen years old, arrived at the Xuanmai Realm, in the Great Jiang King City, he was already a top genius, before Jiang Zizai and a few of them, Jiang Junxie was already the most famous genius boy in addition to Jiang Junjian.

And these teenagers, it can be said, are not worse than him, and there are even younger than him, but the realm is more profound!

"The Black World. ”

Jiang Zizi quickly guessed their identities.

These young people have an aura different from ordinary totem martial artists, they are generally cold and strict, and their temperament is a bit similar to Jiang Zizai and the iron-toothed ant queen who fought in the Black Collar Mountain Range.

Although the totem has not manifested, Jiang Zizi still guessed that their totem should be of the 'insect' type.

There are many types of natal totems, including birds, insects, sea fish and beasts, swords, guns, swords, halberds, various plants, and many special types.

The Heishi clan is one of the nine major clans, and it is also the strongest clan in the entire Yanlong Dynasty, the insect totem.

The Black World Clan is the convergence of many small clans, and there are many more veins that have split out than the five veins of the Qilin.

Seeing these cold and murderous young people, Jiang Zizi felt a little emotional.

He whispered to Lu Dingxing: "I often hear people say that our Qilin royal clan has been in decline for many years, except for my father and brother, on the whole, we have long surpassed the nine major clans, I don't believe it, but when I see these young people of the Heishi clan today, I believe it." ”

It can be said that none of these people's talents are worse than Jiang Junxie, and some even surpass him a lot.

The Qilin royal family, in addition to their family, is also a Jiang Junxie, who is still dead.

Fortunately, Lu Dingxing and Ruo Xiaoyue, as well as the current Jiang Zizai, have huge space in the future, and in the future, they may be able to truly revive the Qilin royal family.

It is indeed not easy to revive a third-rate royal family, Jiang Yunting can't do it alone, and he needs his descendants to become unprecedentedly strong.

A person will always grow old, and inheritance can endure.

Jiang Zizi understands that people need to see the reality clearly, and the current Qilin royal family does not have the glory of the ancient times.

When this group of people came in, Jiang Zizi just sighed at their strength, and had no other thoughts.

He noticed that there was a leader in the group, a young man of his age, with black hair and black eyes, tall and thin, with some pitch-black lines on his face and neck, which looked like totemic lines, as if his appearance was very strange.

This is the tradition of the Heishi people, who like to paint totem patterns on their bodies, and it is said that they can exert a certain effect.

This is the most terrifying young man among them, his eyes are particularly cold, only when facing the middle-aged man before, he smiled, and said: "Shaman, this is the golden tripod of my clan, I have obtained the third place in our 'clan association', and now I have the eighth realm of the martial life realm. ”

The young man pointed to a smaller boy and said, the young man named Jin Ding was obviously coming to the sacrificial temple for the first time, and he was a little nervous, but he could see that his eyes were faintly golden.

The third clan will come to the realm of the sacrificial temple, which is already higher than last year's Jiang Junxie.

It turned out that this middle-aged man was also a shaman.

These young people, except for the newly arrived Jin Ding, should be his sacrificers.

"I've seen Shaman Enron, this is my token. ”

The young man, Jin Ding, took out a token from his arms and put it on the table.

Jiang Zi was about to leave, but at this moment, he suddenly saw that the token seemed to be black.

The clan of the black clan will be the third, and it should not be a white token.

There is nothing wrong with the black token, but at this time, the young people laughed, and the young man at the head said, "Shaman, I'll take Jin Ding everywhere to familiarize myself." He has just come to the shrine, but with our brothers and sisters from the Black World, they will take care of him. ”

Judging by what they meant, it seems that they want to go directly to the temple of sacrifice!

For Jiang Zizai, this shaman called 'An Ran' is business-oriented, there is no problem, he obeys the rules.

However, before they left, his own disciple came with his clansmen and took out the same black token.

Obviously, this group of young people wanted to go in directly with Jin Ding, and the An Ran priest didn't seem to have any objections.

He probably didn't notice that Jiang Zizai and the others hadn't left yet, they were just standing at the door!

Jiang Zizi watched, and after the nod of the Ann Ran Shaman, they went inside.

"Wait. ”

Jiang Zizi shouted, turned his head, and returned to the Anran shaman.

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