"Yo he, your Tu tribe is really solemn, and you actually treat a cook as a brother to befriend. No wonder the cultivation is only at the level of the fifth level of the witch. ”

Naturally, it was the sorcerer master of the Time Tribe who was chasing and fighting, and he actually had sharp language ability, which overshadowed Lin a little.

No, it's quietly making a note in your mind. Round face and bald head, eyes are a little bigger than mung beans, witch level eighth-level scum, don't let me seize the opportunity, knock you stuffy stick without discussion.

"In this way, the Time Tribe looks down on the craftsmanship below, and those few fierce beasts and brute beasts will be saved. Lin Mochen's voice was not loud, but it was naturally no problem for everyone present to hear it.

Lin Mochen turned his head to Tu Dehao and said, "A few of you, give me their weight." I think the time tribe must have prepared its own food, so I won't be ugly. ”

"This ......" Tu Dehao looked at him with a frown, and then casually glanced at the Time Tribe.

"You, look for a fight!" the king and the mung bean-eyed witch clan came out of the crowd.

If it's because of his responsibilities that the Time Tribe has lost face, I'm afraid I'm waiting for his end...... Thinking of this result, I can't help but shudder!

Lin Mochen wasn't going to continue talking nonsense, and continued to stare at Tu Dehao, "Give it to me, I'll take care of it if something goes wrong." ”

Just when Tu Dehao's expression loosened, a cold voice sounded.

"Since you are a chef, you must have the consciousness of a chef, and you want to prepare to make decisions about the affairs of the Wu clan. Not only do you have no vision, but you are also cowardly, and you let such a person stand on your head. ”

The master is coming! Lin Mochen had a premonition in his heart.

Calculating the time, it's almost noon, and it should be those finale characters who are going to appear.

I think it should be those big witch masters who will play first.

Following the voice, a powerful momentum rushed into his eyes, hitting his soul and shocking Lin Mochen's heart.

It's the Tribe of Time again!

Lin Mochen had an infinite dislike for the Time Tribe in his heart, and he was extremely familiar with overwhelming people.

But so what?

The sense of fulfillment that had been brought about by the breakthrough disappeared without a trace again, and the uneasiness that had been covered up reappeared in my heart.

Even if it is the strength of the six generations of generals, he is still a weakling!

As soon as his mind moved, the power of the heart in his body quickly spread to the limbs and hundreds of remains, dissolving the trace of coercion into invisible. And the power of the purifying power did not emanate under the suppression of the Coffin of Silence.

The candle wings in a red robe are like a delicate red flower, but it is not the grace of a peony, but the slaughter of the cold spring.

Lin Mochen, who knew that his strength was inferior, did not open his mouth to find the intention of recovering the field, but just looked at the other party indifferently.

Hey, this person is so strong in state of mind, it seems that the sentence "don't like things and don't feel sad about yourself" may have been comprehended by himself.

As the protagonist of the event, Lin Mochen is naturally the most dazzling star in the field. Although his height is less than half of everyone's, for these masters at least the level of witches, even an ant can gain insight into it.

"Young Patriarch!"

During the time on the field, the tribesmen all stopped moving, suppressed their emotions, and looked respectful. Only the time tribesman with the eyes of the king and the green bean was pale, and his hands and feet trembled a little.

"Candle Wing of the Time Tribe, this is a genius comparable to Emperor Wushuang!"

"I wonder who of the two of them will have the upper hand this time?"

"I heard that he and Emperor Wushuang have all entered the middle stage of the Great Witch, far exceeding the cultivation of the tribal elders. ”

……

Candlewing's appearance seemed to pull countless small tribes outside a battlefield, and involuntarily opened his eyes.

"Candle Wing, you are so good that even my sworn brother in Tushan dares to bully! Do you want to compete with me, a witch priest?"

Tu Zhang, who had changed into a sacrificial robe, appeared in the field, and at this time he was already dressed in white, which was even more dignified and generous.

Seeing the arrival of Tu Ling, Lin Mochen naturally looked at the other party with some avoidance in his eyes.

This second brother, in the end, is the reason for cultivation, and he is quite timid.

Although Tuzhang is not as sophisticated as those elders, after opening his heart, he is no longer as restrained as before, and the success of this sacrificial ceremony has made his strength and status change dramatically.

Attention to the appearance of the ridge is not surprising, but the power emanating from the other party is more restrained than in a thousand years. Coupled with the other party's noble status, it is obviously a thankless task.

"Congratulations to the Tuzhang Witch Festival for completing the sacrifice ceremony! But if you want to come and manage it for a day and a night, the Great Witch should be extremely tired, so you might as well sit down and rest first. When I'm done with my chores, I'll offer three more glasses to the Witch Priest. ”

Tu Zhang smiled, his lips moved slightly, and then his body quickly became about two meters tall, half a head taller than Lin Mochen.

Candlewing's eyes changed, and he inadvertently glanced at the mung bean eye, and the other party almost fell to the ground.

"My brother, naturally, is with me. Candle Wing, what kind of way do you have to draw it down directly!" Although the earth ridge is a lot smaller, its momentum has not weakened, but it has become more condensed.

"I haven't seen it for a thousand years, but my cultivation has grown, but people have shrunk back. A master in the middle of the Great Witch actually found a wizard in the middle of the witch. Hahaha!"

A burst of laughter made Candle Wing's face pale, but his heart was angry.

"There should be something hidden in this, how can a proud person like Candle Wing make a move on a little chef?" a young master appeared in the field.

"This is the unsuccessful tribal genius of the Wu Clan, I wish you to burn the sky. ”

"It seems that the Fire Tribe and the Time Tribe have indeed come together, and they actually defend each other like this. ”

"After all, it's not the bloodline of our Wu clan, so it's inevitable that there will be some people who don't know the height of the sky and the majesty of our Wu clan. It's better to teach a lesson now than to have something happen later. Zhu Yantian didn't care about everyone's remarks, but stepped to the side of Candle Wing, but kept a certain distance.

"This person's cultivation?"

Lin Mochen naturally didn't know this guy, and in the face of the other party's attitude, he naturally wouldn't have a good impression.

"Zhu Yantian, the tone of your name is not small, but your cultivation is mentioned, don't keep making people laugh. This is a matter between me and Candle Wing, you better go back and cultivate your Purple Pole Heavenly Fire well. ”

Tu Zhang's words unintentionally tore apart the other party's secret, Zhu Yantian's expression remained unchanged, but his heart seemed to be overturned by a huge wave.

Candle Wing also stared, and looked the other party up and down suspiciously.

According to the cultivation, Zhu Yantian was naturally trampled under the feet of the congregation.

But if the other party really cultivates into the Purple Pole Heavenly Fire, the real battle will be difficult to say!

The domineering and incomparable Purple Pole Heavenly Fire!

"It seems that there are a lot of secrets!" Lin Mochen chuckled, "Is it a group of really fools, or a group of smart people who think others are fools? It's so funny! Just because of the few meats I baked, there was such an interesting scene." ”