Sang Muya's small mouth couldn't help but grow, his eyes were round, and he looked at the tall figure beside him, and his heart was beating wildly. It's only been less than a month, and his strength is more than ten times stronger than when he killed the Earth Barbarian Dragon that day! Just by raising his hand casually, he directly defeated Sang Jin.

She didn't think that in a short period of time, Mo Yu's cultivation had skyrocketed to such an extent, obviously he had been hiding his true strength before.

As soon as he thought of this, Sang Muya was glad for a while, fortunately they were sincere enough that day, otherwise such a strong man from the outside world would be willing to deign to become the sacrifice of the black barbarian tribe with dragon-like luck. At least it has to be a high priest to be in line with his identity.

Her eyes looked at her for a moment.

At this moment, an angry shout rang out violently, "Where did the monks from the outside world dare to come to my black barbarian tribe to be presumptuous, and they can't find death!"

Before the words fell, a huge hoof print suddenly appeared, more than ten miles in size, and went straight to Mo Yu to step down.

Mockery flashed in Mo Yu's eyes, and he raised his hand and punched out.

Boom –

With a loud bang, the ground under his feet shattered, and his body did not move, but the huge hoof prints that he stepped on were shattered.

The figure of an old barbarian man with a body as strong as a bear exploded backwards, his face gloomy as if it could drip water.

He forcibly stopped his figure with one step, but before he could continue to shoot, a voice sounded here, "Golmud High Priest, please stop, this person is a distinguished guest of my black barbarian tribe." ”

Hmmm-

A figure suddenly appeared here, although it was a simple barbarian costume, but there was a supreme domineering spirit on him.

At this moment, with a faint smile on his rough face, he arched his hand and said: "Presumably this is Mo Yu Daoyou, I heard Sang Muya mention it that day, I don't want to hear about it, it's better to meet, Daoyou's demeanor is really unusual!"

Sang Muya said in a low voice: "Mo Yu, this is my father Sang Xiaotian, the current patriarch of the Black Barbarian Tribe. ”

Mo Yu nodded slightly, and returned the salute, "I've seen Patriarch Sang." ”

"Today's events are all misunderstandings, please give me a face, and I will expose it. Sang Xiaotian smiled heartily, his eyes swept over both sides.

Mo Yu didn't care about this, and when he heard this, he said: "Everything is arranged by the Sang patriarch." ”

Golmud's face was even more ugly, but when the patriarch came forward, he had to back down, "I am willing to listen to the orders of the patriarch!" The little apprentice Sangjin was seriously injured, and the old man took him to heal first, and then he took his leave!"

Sang Xiaotian smiled, didn't care about his actions, stretched out his hand and opened his mouth, "Fellow Daoist Mo Yu, please follow me into the Black Barbarian Tribe." ”

Mo Yu glanced at him calmly, he was afraid that everything before would happen to him now, this person deliberately waited until now to come forward, obviously wanting to test his strength.

But he won't break it, nod, and enter the black barbarian tribe.

Sang Xiaotian suddenly smiled, and looked at Mo Yu a little higher, most of the powerful people in this world are arrogant, and the light and cloudy performance like Mo Yu is extremely rare.

For a moment, his tone became a little more intimate.

The two talked, and soon came to the deepest part of the Black Barbarian Tribe, where the patriarch and the elders lived, and although the building was still a little simple, it had a quaint atmosphere.

The three of them entered the main hall, sat down as the guest of honor, and chatted a few more words, Sang Xiaotian's expression was straight, and he said solemnly: "I heard Mu Ya'er say before, Mo Yu Daoist is willing to become my black barbarian tribe sacrifice, I don't know if the agreement is still valid?"

Mo Yu nodded and said, "Naturally, it works, Mo's trip is to complete this matter." ”

"Good!" Sang Xiaotian was overjoyed, and the smile on his face was even better.

He has a certain secret method for cultivation, although he can't directly observe people's luck, but he can also generate some induction. This Mo Yu's luck is unimaginably powerful, and it is even more powerful than Sang Muya said! With him joining, the luck of the black barbarian tribe will inevitably be even more prosperous!

"It's getting late today, please rest for the time being, tomorrow I will gather all the clan elders to hold a big sacrifice ceremony for you. ”

The great sacrifice, whose status is equal to that of the patriarch, and above the clan elders, is the most honorable position of the Black Barbarian Tribe.

Of course, this is also because Mo Yu has shown strong enough strength, otherwise he would not be so valued.

Mo Yu knew this, nodded in agreement.

......

"Mo Yu, after the ceremony tomorrow, I will call you the Great Sacrifice, and I can't be so casual in the future. The two were walking on the way to Mo Yu's residence, and Sang Muya suddenly spoke, with a faint sadness on his face. Her bright eyes fell on Mo Yu's face, revealing undisguised admiration.

Barbarian people have a simple view of men and women, and dare to show it as long as they like it. But don't think that they are very casual about this, the vast majority of people in the barbarian tribe start from the beginning, and even if their partner dies, most of them will choose to live alone.

Mo Yu's expression was calm, and when he heard this, he was silent for a while, and said, "In the future, you will still call me Mo Yu." ”

Sang Muya was slightly stunned, his eyes immediately became a little gloomy, and he smiled reluctantly, "Okay." ”

The next two didn't say much, and the atmosphere was a little more embarrassing, until they saw Mo Yu enter the courtyard, and Sang Muya's pretty face showed a wry smile.

Among such people, the dragon and phoenix really focus on cultivation, and there is no leisure to covet men and women.

She shook her head and turned away.

......

In the courtyard, there was nothing wrong with the divine thought, and Mo Yu entered the room and sat cross-legged.

With the improvement of cultivation, his strength has become stronger and stronger, and things like mulberry buds will never be less in the future.

After all, there is no girl who does not have a spring and does not want to find a strong support.

But his heart was still at peace.

If you can't resist even this temptation, what qualifications do you have to climb to the pinnacle of strength?

Closing his eyes, Mo Yu began to cultivate.

......

"High Priest!" Golmud's face was gloomy, "Are you sure the news is not wrong?"

The kneeling barbarian monk spoke respectfully, "This matter has been told to all the tribal elders. ”

After tomorrow's ceremony, Mo Yu will become the great sacrifice of the Black Barbarian Tribe, and his status is the same as his.

Damn it!

Glancing at Sangjin, who was still unconscious on the bed, Golmud's eyes welled up with anger.

He didn't care about the cause of the matter, the key was that the disciple he valued the most was seriously injured by someone and couldn't recover the price, how could he swallow it in one breath.

Golmud's face was gloomy, and the cold light in his eyes was like two ghost fires, "If you want to make a big sacrifice, you have to ask the old man, whether you will agree or not!"

......

There was no word all night.

At dawn, Mo Yu opened his eyes on time, and Sang Muya was already waiting outside with more than a dozen barbarian maids.

When the two saw each other again, the barbarian girl was not embarrassed, her demeanor was a little more alienated, and she commanded a group of maids to serve Mo Yu to freshen up and change her clothes, and burn incense.

The whole process is extremely complicated, but it is a barbarian rule to show respect for the beast god.

When everything was completed and the time was close to noon, Mo Yu appeared outside the courtyard again, wearing a full set of barbarian sacrifice standard clothes, and his whole temperament looked even more outstanding. The young and beautiful barbarian maids on both sides had a burning look in their eyes.

Sang Muya smiled bitterly, even she couldn't attract Mo Yu's attention, what can you do?

She stepped forward and spoke respectfully, "Lord Mo Yu, it's almost time, please come with me." ”

Mo Yu nodded, followed behind her, and walked towards the Black Barbarian Tribe Beast God Temple.

The canonization of the Great Sacrifice was also a great event for the Black Barbarian Tribe, and all the people in the tribe were summoned to stand on both sides of the road, with respect in their eyes.

Soon, the Beast God Hall arrived, Sang Muya turned around and retreated to the side, and said, "I can only bring adults here, please enter the main hall alone." ”

Mo Yu's gaze swept away, although the powerhouses of the Black Barbarian Tribe were all restrained in their aura, he still felt more than a dozen powerful auras in the hall, each of which was an emperor-level existence! After a slight pause, he stepped into it.

In the sound of "squeak", the door of the main hall closed, and Sang Muya watched his figure disappear, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly in his heart.

In the hall, Sang Xiaotian stood at the top, and not far away was Golmud, who was dressed in a big sacrificial costume, with his eyes slightly closed at the moment, even if Mo Yu arrived, he didn't open it.

Further down, there are fourteen clan elders, one by one, their eyes open and close, and the divine light surges, and at this moment, their eyes converge, all with scrutiny.

Mo Yu's expression was calm, and he let these eyes look up and down, like a reef in the sea, immovable.

"Mo Yu Daoyou is here. Sang Xiaotian coughed lightly, his eyes swept left and right, "This is the new Great Sacrifice of my Black Barbarian Tribe, if the time is approaching, if the Great Sacrifice and the elders of the clan have no opinion, I will welcome out the statue of the beast god and complete today's ceremony." ”

The elders of the left and right clans have been informed, and seeing that Mo Yu is performing well, no one will speak.

Sang Xiaotian nodded in satisfaction, and was about to speak, but a voice suddenly came from the side, "Wait!"

He frowned secretly, but it was not revealed on the surface, and he turned around and said, "What is the matter with the Great Sacrifice?"

Golmud opened his eyes and looked at him coldly, "The old man opposes Mo Yu becoming the great sacrifice of the black barbarian tribe!"

Although the great sacrifice is not the strength of the tribe's descendants, but the status is respected, and the opening naturally has a very heavy weight, and the faces of the elders of the clan suddenly changed.

Sang Xiaotian frowned slightly, groaned, and said, "The Great Priest may give a good reason?"

"It's very simple, I don't think that Mo Yu is enough to serve as a great priest at all. Golmud's eyes flashed, "Unless he can show the strength to convince the old man, I, Golmud, refuse to serve as the Great Priest of the Black Barbarian Tribe with him!"

If you don't serve as the great sacrifice of the black barbarian tribe with Mo Yu, it naturally means that there is him without me, and there is me without him! This is a naked threat.

Sang Xiaotian's face sank, and he was a little more angry, but he couldn't bear it. Although Golmud's strength is not as good as him, he is also the third-ranked powerhouse of the Black Barbarian Tribe, and if he loses him, the strength of the tribe will inevitably be damaged.

The elders of the clan below looked at each other, their eyes showed hesitation, they didn't know Mo Yu's strength, and naturally they didn't want to let the tribe lose a top emperor-level high priest because of him.

"Patriarch, it's better to take a long-term view of this matter. The first clan elder glanced at Mo Yu and slowly spoke, he had a very high prestige among the clan elders, and his opening at this moment immediately attracted everyone's secondment.

"Yes, when things are taken care of, we can hold another ceremony. ”

"How noble the status of the great sacrifice is, today's ceremony is indeed a bit hasty. ”

"Please be cautious with the patriarch!"

Several respected clan elders spoke one after another, and even Sang Xiaotian felt a burst of pressure.

Golmud's face was calm, but he sneered in his heart, and his eyes looked at Mo Yu with undisguised mockery.

The old man won't let you do this great sacrifice, what can you do?