On the altar of the sacrifice, Sima Mad suddenly became a little embarrassed.

He also knew that he was complacent for a while, and he had just accidentally made an old mistake - getting carried away. But the feeling of being in the spotlight just now, the hearty feeling of kneeling down to a genius in the same generation, is really cool and can't stop if you want to.

"Bastard, one more fight for the master will die......" he muttered in a low voice, and was about to pick up the battle armor that he had just thrown off.

Although it is a bit embarrassing, if he really wants him to fight Cao An, he still has this self-knowledge.

Basically, between them, the level of cultivation directly determines the difference in combat power, of course, Meng Wu is an exception, he is the only strange person in this group, he is open, he should be sent to the abnormal person research center, and he must not be counted as a normal person.

However, just as Sima turned around, among the crowd gathered by the younger generations of the major families, some people had already strode out.

This young man is eight feet tall, his body is very well-proportioned, although his appearance is not heroic, but he is also a talent level, the only fly in the ointment is that he has a pair of attractive ears, and he has a short shaved hair, so his head looks slightly out of proportion.

The young man strode out of the crowd, stood still, and looked up at the altar that was dozens of feet tall.

The sixteen stone pillars carved with forbidden runes around the altar emitted a light that shone brighter than the flames.

These sixteen stone pillars and the sacrificial platform are integrated, apparently they were born with this sacrificial platform when they were refined, and according to legend, the runes on these stone pillars took a full three months for a spirit level forbidden master to completely arrange them.

This prohibition not only allows the altar to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon and refine itself day and night, but also seals all the spiritual power in the altar within the shroud of these sixteen stone pillars, preventing it from leaking out at all.

Especially at night, the altar is like a small sun and moon, illuminating the surrounding area within a radius of ten miles as if it were day.

If it weren't for this prohibition, when the beast tide broke out in the Yanshan Mountain Range, those crazy demon beasts instinctively didn't dare to hit this place head-on, but they were afraid that the number of soldiers lost in the Wuwei Elite Camp every year would be a shocking number.

At this moment, this young man looked at the sixteen stone pillars that emitted dazzling light.

Ram Renjie, one of the nine great families, the most outstanding young generation of the Ram family, is known as a peerless genius that has not appeared in the Ram family for 500 years!

He is twenty-two this year, and although his cultivation of the Nine Levels of Qi Induction Realm cannot be compared with Shen Tu Pojun, Sima Wuji, and Xiang Liang, the five masters of the younger generation of the Jing Division, and even slightly inferior to the second-level figures such as Meng Tianxuan, Xu Mowen, Qi Qin, and Zhang Jinchu, he is a genuine monk Seven Masters talent-

Gifted craftsmen among Talismans, Dan Masters, Craftsmen, Array Magicians, Forbidden Masters, Spirit Masters, and Puppet Masters!

The seven masters of the monks, each with their own specialization, all need superhuman talents to be able to glimpse a trace of the doorway. If cultivation and combat power can still be continuously improved through hard work and sweat, then the Seven Masters of Monks are purely seven beings who can only rely on talent.

If you want to become any of the seven masters of the monks, it is simply impossible to do it with hard work and perseverance. Without talent, even if you exhaust your mental strength and spend your whole life, you will not be able to glimpse any of them.

The Seven Masters of the Monk are so ruthless in their requirements for talent. This also creates the rarity of the Seven Masters of the Monks, so that every member of the Seven Masters of the Monks has an extremely high identity and status.

For example, Liu Neng, the palace spirit master who was pinched alive by the emperor-level mountain moving beast, his own true cultivation is only at the peak of the spirit realm, not even the condensation realm, but even in the imperial city, he is also a supreme being, even the crown prince Liu Che has to bother to befriend him and win him over, and he can only beg him to make a move, but he can't order him like commanding his subordinates.

In Dali, Liu Neng and his other two fellow emperor-level spirit masters can be regarded as the existence of one person and ten thousand people. Even the unfathomable Emperor Feng Yuanqing is nominally just their equal.

If it weren't for the fact that he was accustomed to that kind of superiority, accustomed to the kind of supreme identity and status under one person, when the whole situation was reversed by Meng Siao's backhand, and he was pinched by the emperor-level mountain moving beast, he would not still be arrogant, and even said that he wanted the entire Protector Mansion, including Old Man Meng, to kneel in front of him and kowtow and admit his mistakes.

In the final analysis, even at that time, Liu Neng still had absolute conceit, which was already ingrained in his heart, and he didn't believe that Meng Siao and others had the bear-hearted leopard guts to kill him.

However, it's a pity that Meng Wushao's courage was obviously many times greater than he imagined, and he sent him on the road with a wave of his hand, and he didn't even leave a whole corpse for him.

However, Meng Wushao is a special case after all, he is a demon who cannot be measured by common sense at all, and the people in this world, whether they are monks or ordinary people, whether they are secular forces or foreign sects, they will try their best to make friends and win over the seven masters of monks, even if they are seven masters of monks who have not fully grown up, and they will never really tear their faces with them until the end.

Although Ram Renjie is not a real craftsman, as a craftsman talent, even if he ignores the identity and status of the ninth family of the Ram family, no one will be stupid enough to offend him and establish a future craftsman enemy in vain.

Therefore, as soon as the ram man came out, the young generation of the major families gathered here instantly restored the momentum before Wei Zihao was beaten to his knees.

Not only did the ferocious spirit rekindle, but the arrogance rose even higher than that of the talent.

"Mother, a Xipi, the craftsman talent is awesome, look at this group of cowards, it hasn't been much time to coax, and this is up again!" He Song complained extremely unhappily, stabbed the ram Bufan beside him, and asked casually, "Is this guy your third brother or fourth brother?" I don't seem to have seen him in the ram's team before, did you participate in the spring hunt?"

Ram Bufan looked at the ram man in front of him, and countless memory fragments flashed in his mind for a while.

"Hey, what are you talking about, what are you in a daze?" He Song waited for a while, but didn't hear the ram Bufan's response, and suddenly turned his head to look at him, only to find that this age is like a big brother among everyone, and he is actually in a daze.

After being pushed twice by He Song, Ram Bufan suddenly came back to his senses, shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's just that I remembered some not very pleasant memories." ”

As soon as He Song saw his expression, and then listened to his tone, he immediately understood what "not very pleasant memories" meant.

These brothers, who are not brothers or clan brothers, except for the five less, everyone else has more or less had this kind of "not very pleasant memories".

A big brother who is a waste wood, and a genius brother who has been treated by everyone in the family as a rising star and a genius since he was a child, what unpleasant memories will happen are simply self-evident.

"Let's go!" He Song suddenly raised his voice and pulled Ram Bufan's arm, "This kid let you, whoever robs you, I will be in a hurry with whoever I am in a hurry!"

As he spoke, he dragged the ram forward with Bufan.

At this time, on the altar of the sacrifice, Sima Mad returned to the edge of the cliff with the battle armor in one hand.

He glanced at the ram man who had already stood out of the crowd, and recognized this genius who was from the same door as the ram Bufan at a glance...... How can it be cool to beat Wei Zihao, the future craftsman, he is looking for teeth all over the ground...... Your sister!I'm about to cum just thinking about it!I don't know which bastard will be cheaper!It's a bit of a loss......"

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, and the refreshment of Wei Zihao had just been replaced by the picture of "beating the ram man looking for teeth".

But no matter how beautiful the imagination is, the reality is also cruel.

This good thing that can make people orgasm just thinking about it is destined to have nothing to do with his Sima madness.

"Damn!

The younger generations of the major families were stunned for a moment, and then, everyone booed and laughed in their mouths, because the arrogance of the ram stood up and rekindled, it was like being poured fuel on the fire, and it was extremely strong.