"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." ”

"Big brother, let's sit down and watch the play. Taste the wine prepared by the tribe today. To be honest, I've never seen such a big scene, and it's worth savoring!"

He turned around, not caring at all about the rudeness of everyone to him just now.

Tuzhang looked at Lin Mochen and saw that he looked serious, so he sighed softly, he knew that this was because Lin Mochen was unwilling to trouble him.

Looking up at the witch giants around him, his brows moved, "Let's go." Although today's brother is not the master, he is also half of the protagonist. ”

Desperate, very desperate! Zhu Yantian is home after all, his face has not changed in the slightest, but his heart is constantly wailing.

has worked hard to pretend to be a grandson for so many years, not just to fool others.

Now that the skill is unfinished, I am afraid that it will not be able to be solved by breaking the merit if it is debunked by others. And now is a critical period, I'm afraid that the geese didn't hit and broke their eyes.

"Purple Pole Heavenly Fire is the treasure of our Fire Tribe, and it will naturally be passed down from generation to generation, who of you doesn't have a little bit of a stunt to suppress yourself! ”

Zhu Yantian is not ready to stay any longer, this mustard cannot be easily revealed.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Lin Mochen in the direction where they were leaving.

"Candlewing, will he be ......?"

Candle Wing raised his hand to signal him not to continue, "A hidden clown who jumps off the beam, can only live in secret. But in the future, I have to be on guard, it's not shallow! I'll also tell the patriarch about this, this fire tribe is not simple!"

They can't help but care. At the beginning, Zhu Yi began to cultivate the Purple Pole Heavenly Fire in the late stage of the Great Witch with the strength of the bottom. However, its roots and bones have been decided, and they can only go from the bottom of the ancestral witch realm to the first-class, and they are unable to reach the top.

Even so, the crowd was horrified.

Now I wish the Burning Heaven to be able to refine the Purple Pole Heavenly Fire at the early stage of the Great Witch, and in time, it is not impossible to become the top of their masters.

"But I'm more worried about ...... He!" Candlewing looked uncertainly at the head of the feast, where the patriarchs and witch priests were seated.

Once the tribes merge, there will be not only the position of the chief patriarch, but also the holy witch sacrifice.

With the strength and potential displayed by the earth, I am afraid that no one in the new generation of witch priests will be his opponent.

If Candlewing ascends to that position, I'm afraid the most direct opponent will be him.

"Although the Tuzhang Witch Festival has full potential, it is not his turn to take the position, right?"

The worries of several people did not stop time, and when everyone arrived one by one, the momentum on the field was naturally agitated, and invisible ripples suppressed everyone.

For some weak areas, everyone naturally avoided them intentionally or unintentionally.

And Lin is obviously not in this range.

However, under the protection of Tuzhang, he lived in peace.

As a witch priest, although Tuzhang's strength is not strong enough for everyone, his spiritual cultivation is much higher than that of others, and this momentum naturally can't affect him.

On the contrary, the two chatted energetically, but most of them were in a dirty mouth.

"This team is the four tribes of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, fighting together against the weather tribe over there. ...... over there"

"That is the Emperor Wushuang of the Space Tribe, I saw him last time in the Flawless Void River. ”

A cacophony of voices overshadowed the sound of the ridge.

Lin Mochen looked for prestige, and behind the many figures, a domineering momentum shone brightly, attracting the power of his consciousness to it.

"Emperor Wushuang, the supreme genius of the space tribe, overwhelmed the contemporary generation a thousand years ago, and his strength reached the peak of the fourth level of the Great Witch. Now it is conservatively estimated to be the peak of the fifth level of the Great Witch, or even the peak of the middle stage of the Great Witch. ”

The face of the earth ridge is rarely serious.

As a witch sacrifice, it is the official witch sacrifice of the Tu tribe, and the strength of Tu Shan is no less than the peak of the later stage of the witch, and even the weirdness is still above the consummation of the great witch, even the ancestral witch has the power to resist.

The only one who can make him treat so solemnly is the Supreme Genius Emperor Wushuang!

As the perennial No. 1 tribe - the Space Tribe, not only because the law is superior to everyone else, but the magic weapon of the town clan is also at the treasure level.

Although it is not as good as the town soil monument after obtaining merit, it is far beyond the town soil tablet after it has just been formed, and it is the top treasure in the early stage of the treasure.

This is the creation of the supreme law and the supreme strength, and the foundation is much stronger than the Zhentu Monument.

It's just that with the blessing of unreasonable merits, everything can only be said to be a creation and a trick.

With a good background, the space tribe has always been the best among many tribes.

As a top genius in the space tribe, Emperor Wushuang is even more supremely strong.

Not to mention the same generation, even the previous generation has countless people who have been suppressed by him.

This is a giant man who is three feet tall, and he is a tall man even among the Wu clan. The momentum on his body was like a knife, and with the power of Lin Mochen's consciousness, he also felt a pain like a knife cut, far worse than the pain of flesh and skin.

The critical pinnacle of potential!

This thought inexplicably appeared in Lin Mochen's heart.

It was shocking, but he had to trust his instincts.

With the perception of various swordsmanship, the way of the sword is getting deeper and deeper. Although there is no progress in the sword momentum, the perception of the potential is becoming clearer and clearer.

"Strong!" Lin Mochen rarely picked up Tuzhang's words.

"Of course it is strong! A thousand years ago, he suppressed everything, and he pressed all his thoughts to the masters, and he could only submit to the position of the elder. ”

Hearing Tuzhang's introduction, Lin Mochen squinted his eyes and looked over.

The elders who sat down one by one, and the faces of more than a dozen of them were not very good-looking.

Although except for the Tu tribe facing the replacement of elders, the other tribes still have a long time. But as long as it is a master of the repression generation, it retains a certain hope.

However, the young masters of the previous generation and the previous masters were all defeated by Emperor Wushuang one by one, so they naturally had no shame to worry about the position of patriarch anymore.

He is Mu Yao's biggest opponent!

After this thought came to his mind, the power of consciousness naturally shifted and landed on a shaman who was only two meters tall.

Although there are no gorgeous clothes, the pretty appearance of the body is like a sweet flower, attracting countless young talents.

Tumu Yao, now the princess of the Tu tribe, is also famous as a genius.

However, because of his style, he is not as dazzling as Emperor Wushuang in the eyes of everyone.

After Lin Mochen's consciousness power touched Tumu Yao's body, she suddenly felt it and smiled in his direction.

Next to him, there is the famous Tuzulang!