Now there are nine days left before the Ancestor Sacrifice begins.

Unless the other party has long suspected it, otherwise, if you send someone to the wilderness to verify it now, there will not be enough time to go back and forth.

In the absence of definite evidence, there is also that barrier-breaking pill as a talisman, the more demonic the Great Zhu Wuhuang behaves, the safer it is!

There were nearly 100 people from the Gate of the Desolate Saint Palace present, and they all gathered around at this time, looking at the stone lock, and then comparing the figure of Emperor Zhu Wu, all of them showed malicious smiles.

"This arm is thin... It's not as good as the big girl behind him!"

"Don't underestimate others, it is said that he is the leader of this Ancestor Competition!"

"Leader, isn't Uncle Desolate Beast also the leader, he also tried it when he came to our Desolate Saint Palace thirty years ago, and in the end he only lifted the two thousand locks!

"This kid is not an honest man, be careful, maybe he will use magic to cheat!"

"It's just an Open Light Realm, can you hide it from Uncle Desolate Beast with magic?"

"Hey, too... Then watch him be embarrassed!"

“......”

There was a lot of discussion on the side, but Da Zhu Wuhuang was not in a hurry, walked to the 10,000-pound lock and walked around first, and shook his head: "It's really big..."

"Is this kid still pretending?" The desolate beast frowned and darkened his face, and snorted coldly: "It's quite big, this is a 10,000-jin lock! Let me make it clear to you first, in our Desolate Holy Palace, if you are a man, you have to rely on your own body, and you can't use spells, magic weapons, etc.!"

Don't blame me for not reminding you, you have to steal chickens and play tricks, even if you can cultivate to the heart in this life, you still can't hold your head up in this life!"

"Can't you use magic?"

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang exclaimed, very surprised, and before everyone could laugh, he immediately shook his head again: "Just this little gadget, do you still need to use magic?"

No, no, no, you said earlier that you were too lazy to play, so why don't you come with me?"

Before the wild beast could reply, he had bent down happily, found the edges and corners that could be used for power under the 10,000-jin lock, his legs were stuck in the solid yellow earth like nails, and his hands were raised, and the ground trembled, and then, a burst of exclamation came.

The huge stone lock that the two people were high and low, and several people hugged together, was easily lifted above his head by him, and he walked a few steps, and went directly to the desolate beast, and he was not afraid of being discouraged, and asked, "Uncle desolate beast, are you going?"

Behind him, following his footprints, the ground that had been tamped for hundreds of years, and thin cracks appeared in the ground, which had been harder than stone.

In the early morning sun, Da Zhu Wuhuang's body was pressed under the boulder, and it looked as if he was going to be crushed in the next moment, but his hands were as steady as Mount Tai.

Originally, he still felt a little thin, but at this time, his muscles were bulging, and the sun was shining, and he seemed to be covered with a layer of golden armor, like a god of war, majestic.

"It's... Is this kid still human? This is a 10,000-pound lock!"

The beast's eyes were straight, and he forgot to reply for a while, and stretched out his hands in a daze.

"Uncle Wild Beast, take it!"

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang grinned, his hands loosened slightly, and the desolate beast suddenly snorted, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, but he only lasted for a few seconds, and his hands were already bent into a bow shape, and he was about to lose his hands when he saw it.

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang laughed and pulled back, easily brought back the 10,000 catties lock, and then twisted his waist and threw it out.

With a loud bang, the 10,000-pound lock smashed into the open space next to it, and the ground shook.

The audience was silent, and those five big and three rough men all became like little daughters-in-law, and even their breathing was much lighter.

Just now, the beast's hands were shattered, and blood was spilling down the tiger's mouth, but he didn't realize it, he reached out and rubbed his eyes, his face was stained with blood, and his mouth was still muttering: "No! That's a 10,000-pound lock..."

"It's a little funny, next time I get a bigger guy, this is still not too enjoyable!"

Da Zhu Wuhuang clapped his hands with a smile, as if he had just completed a trivial matter.

You must know that in the new calendar world, the physical strength of the peak of the grandmaster can reach ten tons, that is, 20,000 catties, and the physical fitness of Emperor Zhu Wuhuang has long exceeded this limit, what is it that is just 10,000 catties?

He looked around and asked with a strange expression, "Why don't you say anything?" By the way, who said that you want to compete with me? Or will I give you a hand?"

No one squeaked, and everyone's eyes looked like they had seen a ghost!

What are you kidding? Even if the ancestor is here, it may not be as easy as him to play with this 10,000-pound lock, right?

It is impossible to cheat, there are so many people from the Desolate Saint Palace Gate present, there are three or four in the fusion realm, and the desolate beast is already in the half-step heartbeat realm, and no one has sensed the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, this guy really only uses the power of the body.

But a little guy in his twenties can have such great power? Isn't there a giant dragon hidden in his body?

In the silence, a gruff voice rang in everyone's ears: "Let the little ones in!"

"Ancestor!"

All the disciples of the Desolate Saint Palace bowed together towards the hill in the center and saluted, and Emperor Zhu Wuhuang also bent down together, only Wang Tieba's rod seemed to be a little wrong, and after the voice sounded, he actually ran towards the hill directly with his legs...

"The Ancestor is in the Desolate Holy Mountain, let's go!"

The beast lowered its head, first glanced at the back of Wang Tie's rod, and then followed silently.

The ancestor is talking about the 'little ones', and it seems that he has seen the difference between this fierce girl, which is an extra surprise.

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang straightened up, arched his hand in all directions, and also walked forward, this guy also specially picked the place with the most people, and squeezed into the crowd.

He smiled brightly, his big white teeth shining in the sun, but the people in front of him couldn't help but shiver and flashed to both sides.

......

The hill was not high, only a few hundred meters, long and narrow, with an arc-shaped bulge at one end, which looked like a tiger lying on the loess with its head hanging down and resting.

The desolate beast had already rushed in front of Wang Tie Rod, and led the two of them towards the location where the 'tiger head' was.

When he got closer, he turned a little corner, and Emperor Zhu Wu found that on the side of the tiger's head, there was a crack dozens of meters wide, black and swarthy, like a tiger's mouth, and it seemed that he would open his mouth to devour people anytime and anywhere.

When he arrived here, the desolate beast stopped, pulled Wang Tie Rod again, bent down respectfully, and said loudly: "Ancestor, people are coming!"

The gruff voice sounded again: "Well, come in, beast, you come too! Interesting..."

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang felt a little weird, obviously he invited himself, but the attention of the desolate saint seemed to be on Wang Tieba, he looked at the animal skin on Wang Tieba's waist, and then thought of the shape of this desolate holy mountain, and suddenly his heart moved.

This desolate saint can't have anything to do with the White Tiger, right?

Listening to that tone, even if it has a relationship, it should be the kind of person who is relatively close, which is a good thing.

For this fierce girl next to him, Da Zhu Wuhuang originally had a headache.

This one is too tendonal, after coming to him, I can't wait to follow the tuba, and then I will go to the second-layer world, with this person's temper, I may not be able to rush directly into the eye of the ancestor.

If the Desolate Sage really values her and leaves her here, it would be good for the Desolate Sage to take care of her, and the Sanskrit Yin Sect will be able to have a relationship with the Desolate Sage Palace in the future.

Walking into the crack, I walked along the narrow stone wall for nearly a hundred meters, and suddenly a huge cave appeared in front of me.

Just like the outside, even the dwelling of the desolate saint is very simple.

Thousands of square meters of caves have not been repaired either on the ground or on the four walls, and they are uneven and full of strange stones.

The ground was damp and there were large chunks of moss everywhere.

The moss seemed to be a little abnormal, emitting a soft green light, illuminating the originally dark cave, but this light was green and a little gloomy, making the strange rocks in the cave look like monsters, hideous and terrifying.

A tall, bearded middle-aged man was sitting in a moss in the center, quietly watching the three of them.

"Jindan Realm! This guy is definitely already in Jindan Realm!"

Swept by his eyes, Da Zhu Wuhuang only felt a huge pressure rushing to his face, and this feeling had never been felt before.

Just his gaze brought him an extremely strong sense of crisis, and fear arose.

"But even if it's the Jindan Realm, it's impossible to put so much pressure on me, right? It's weird! In his eyes, it seems to be attacking with a divine sense! Not necessarily deliberately, but similar to some kind of talent!"

Great Zhu Wuhuang took a deep breath and bowed down: "Meet Lord Desolate Saint!"

If you don't count the Dragon King and Huang Sixian, this one is the strongest person he has ever seen in his life, even if he doesn't have the name of pretending to be a descendant of the barbarian god now, it is worth worshipping!

The desolate saint's body was like a mountain, his beard trembled slightly, and he said with a smile: "Hmm, I won the leader, and now the trial should be completed, right?"

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was silent, and there was no change in his movements.

He didn't say that winning the top was a successful trial, and I didn't say that I was a descendant of the barbarian gods, so guess for yourself!

The desolate saint glanced at him in surprise, but he didn't care, but moved his gaze to Wang Tieba: "Who is this little girl?

His tone was very flat, but how shrewd Emperor Zhu Wu was, he still heard a trace of nervousness and urgency.

"Tell the Lord of the Desolate Sage, the iron rod is also a wild person, her parents died when she was a child, and then she was taken into the mountains by the tiger lady..."

He narrated the origin of Wang Tieba's original story, and he didn't add fuel to the vinegar, just told the truth.

When he spoke, although he was still half-bowed, the afterglow of his eyes kept falling on the desolate saint, and when he said that the tiger lady was the white tiger, he clearly saw the desolate sage's body trembled slightly, and his eyes were also bright.

"Tiger Lady... Tiger Lady... Good, good!"

After Emperor Zhu Wuhuang finished speaking, the desolate saint Huo Ran got up, strode forward, and shouted three times in a row, and when he arrived in front of Wang Tieba, he bowed down slightly, touched the top of her head, and said lovingly: "Little girl, can you follow me in the future?"

As soon as he stood up, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang knew how burly this guy was.

His height is estimated to be about three meters, and his shoulders are twice as wide as ordinary people, Wang Tieba's body is already huge, but in front of him he is like a child.

Wang Tiezhu looked up at the desolate saint blankly, and shook his head vigorously after a while: "I want to follow Brother Xiaoqian and protect him..."

She used to call her master, but how awkward Da Zhu Wuhuang listened to, she insisted that she change her words, and then she called her brother with Fan Xiaonan.

"Huh?" The desolate saint was stunned for a moment, moved his gaze to Emperor Zhu Wu, and then said lightly: "This little girl is destined for me... It can be said that it is my sister-in-law..."

Although he didn't say it thoroughly, the meaning is already very clear, I recognize my sister, if you are really a descendant of the barbarian gods, then this one is your ancestor, follow you and call your brother like words?

"The difference between the two of you is nearly a thousand years old, when did Wang Tieba become your sister?"

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was a little embarrassed, and he didn't squeak for a long time.

"I've made it so clear, you're still pretending to be stupid?"

The big face of the desolate saint was covered with thick hair, and he couldn't see his expression, but his eyes were clearly a little unhappy, and the suffocating sense of oppression came again.

After a pause, he squatted down, reached out and gently touched the tiger skin on Wang Tieba's waist, and explained softly: "I was also pulled by the tiger lady back then... Without the Tiger Lady, it would have become a pile of dry bones in the wilderness...

Everything has cause and effect, and now that the tiger lady is gone, she sent this little girl to me, you say, can I take good care of her?"

As soon as he spoke before, Wang Tielu felt an extremely intimate aura in the dark, which was a reaction from instinct, so he ran directly over in despair.

Now that I see people, this aura is getting stronger and stronger, if it weren't for the fact that this girl is really a tendon, I still remember that I had sworn to protect Emperor Zhu Wu before, and I would have already nodded in response.

"In this way, they are really brother and sister..."

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was a little dumbfounded, looked at the two of them, and suddenly found that these two really had some similarities, with a big face and a big mouth, and the desolate saint was taller and had denser hair.

At this time, Wang Tieluo was looking at him blankly, and Emperor Zhu Wu smiled at her and nodded: "You can't beat me, what can you protect me?" Follow Lord Desolate Sage first, when can you beat me, and then come back!"

The desolate saint breathed a sigh of relief, laughed, and shook his head again and again: "Little guy, you have more strength than me... It's hard for you to win with an iron rod!"

He actually had some doubts about the identity of Emperor Zhu Wu, but firstly, this one did also have the breath of the barbarian beast clan, and secondly, the great gift of the barrier-breaking pill could not be ignored by even the desolate saint.

He himself is now in the Jindan Realm, but he still has descendants...

Now, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang knows each other like this, and it doesn't matter whether his identity is true or not.

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