Nine suns stepping on the sky

When Mo Yu's figure appeared at the city gate of the Heiman Tribe, ten days had passed. He took out a wild rock and handed it to the gatekeeper barbarian monk, and he strode into the city.

Watching his back disappear, the leader of the barbarian slowly got up with a shocked expression on his face.

This person was the young emperor monk Mo Yu met when he first came here.

He murmured: "In just two months, the invisible oppression this person gave me has increased again. The potential of these outsiders is indeed terrifying!"

Mo Yu had already noticed the strange look on this person, but he didn't take it seriously. Following the path in his memory, he soon came to Old Ed's grocery store.

He was dozing off on the counter when he heard the voice and raised his head, "It's you!"

Mo Yu nodded, and said straight to the point: "I'm here to buy a mirage map."

Old Ed's face changed slightly, he looked left and right and saw that no one was paying attention, and then said in a low voice: "Let's talk later!"

He didn't know where it was touched, and a layer of spiritual light rose from the ground, sealing the door of the shop, and then he looked at it with scrutiny.

"You go and come back, obviously because you know the importance of the mirage map, so let's open the skylight and speak out." Old Ed's eyes were shrewd, and he didn't have the slightest sallowness before, "I don't have the mirage map, and Impossible, otherwise the tribe would have sent someone to take it away."

Mo Yu looked calm. 1000 yuan of wild stones seemed to be a lot, but it didn't even have a tenth of the value of the mirage map. He had already prepared in his heart.

"I think you should have news about the mirage map."

A hint of admiration flashed in Old Ed's eyes, "The monks outside are really smart, and they are much better than my barbarians. Yes, I can tell you that there will be a trade fair in the Jinman tribe in January, and there will be a mirage beast among them." The map is for sale. The 1000 yuan wild stone is only used to buy the voucher to enter the fair."

"But don't worry, when the trade fair is over, you can use the entry and exit token to exchange back 900 yuan of wild stones. In the end, all you need to pay is only one hundred wild stones."

Mo Yu's eyes flickered slightly, "Are you from the Jinman tribe?"

"Wrong, the old man is from the Heiman tribe. He just does something for the Jinman tribe. Even if it is publicized, the tribe will not embarrass me." While speaking, old Ed raised his eyes.

Mo Yu shook his head and said lightly, "Don't worry, I only want the mirage map, and I don't care about other things."

"Hey, this is the best." Old Ed laughed, and touched his two fingers together, twisting them back and forth a few times.

Mo Yu took out a storage animal bone, which is used in the same way as the storage ring, "1000 yuan wild stone."

After taking it over and inspecting it carefully, to make sure there was nothing wrong, old Ed put away the animal bones without any trace, "Cheer up! This is a token for participating in the Jinman Tribal Fair, you keep it well, and you will not be responsible for any loss."

This is a golden sign, the size of a child's palm, made of unknown material of metal, it is extremely heavy and hides an obscure wave of power, it should not be fake.

Seeing that Mo Yu weighed it and put it away casually, old Ed suddenly said, "Aren't you afraid that I'm lying to you?"

Mo Yu glanced at him lightly, "You dare not."

Old Ed narrowed his eyes and showed embarrassment on his face. Although the barbarians are protected, if they take the initiative to provoke outside monks, they will not cause trouble if they are killed.

He glanced at Mo Yu and said, "For the sake of your integrity, I will give you a last word. The origin of this map of mirage beasts may not be very clean. If you get it carefully, you will not be able to keep it. Alright, let's go!" "

He pressed somewhere on the counter, and the spiritual light that sealed the store door disappeared again.

Mo Yu nodded and turned to leave. In fact, he had already guessed this point, and what old Ed said just confirmed this point.After all, the barbarian monks should be more aware of the preciousness and importance of the mirage map. The Jinman tribe would put it on the trade fair, which is very abnormal in itself.

But even so, Mo Yu still wants to keep the map of wild beasts in his hands. With this thing, he will be able to have more protection when he ventures into the ancient land.

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Rows of neat stone houses were built in the corner of the city. The deeper the city was, the taller and more magnificent the buildings were, and the atmosphere of the barbarian monks became stronger.

This is the place where most of the people of the Heiman tribe lived, and the division of superiority and inferiority was very clear.

"Heiman Tribe station, foreign monks stop!" A barbarian monk shouted, feeling the strong aura of the visitor, but he didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

Mo Yu's expression was calm, and he said lightly: "Please inform your department of Sang Muya, there is an old friend visiting."

Friends of the little princess?

Several barbarian monks discussed briefly, and one of them said: "Please wait here, Your Excellency, I will report immediately."

When the words fell, he turned and left quickly.

After a while, Sang Muya's figure appeared in sight. She looked surprised and said, "Mo Yu, you are finally here. Father has been waiting for many days."

Behind her, followed a barbarian youth with a physique like a mountain. Seeing this, a gloomy glint flashed in his wolf-like eyes.

He took a step forward and said, "Mu Ya'er, you are so messed up, how can an outsider become a priest of my Heiman tribe!"

Turning around to take a look, Sangjin's eyes flashed a threat, "This is not the place for you, leave immediately, or don't blame me for being rude!"

Mo Yu frowned slightly, glanced at him, and said calmly, "Sang Muya, is Mo not welcome?" Although his voice was calm, it was somewhat cold.

Sang Muya's pretty face changed slightly, "Don't worry about Mo Yu, I'll take care of this right away." She turned around, her eyes showing coldness, "Sang Jin, you are too presumptuous! Mo Yu is about to join my black man tribe Becoming a sacrificial priest has been approved by my father, so hurry up and back down!"

Sang Jin showed astonishment, and soon turned into resentment. In all these years since he was a child, Sang Muya had never had such a bad attitude towards him.

For an outsider, she trampled on his face like this, there is indeed something wrong with it!If he backs down on this, how will he raise his head in the tribe in the future.

But he didn't dare to confront Sang Muya head-on. After all, she was the patriarch's daughter and the ancestor's favorite junior.

Sangjin spat heavily, and said with a sneer, "You can only hide behind a woman, what a skill! If you want to become a priest of my Heiman tribe, it depends on whether he has the qualifications, otherwise, you will go far and wide." Far!"

This turn of events has already attracted the attention of many members of the Black Barbarian tribe. If Sang Jin is forced to step aside, Mo Yu will also lose the respect of the tribe.

The barbarians attach great importance to dignity, and if they shrink back when they are provoked, they will be despised by everyone.

Sang Muya gritted her teeth with hatred, but couldn't speak again, she could only look apologetic.

Mo Yu understood it as soon as he thought about it, and said lightly: "You mean, as long as I can defeat you, I can enter the Black Man tribe?"

Sang Jin sneered, with a proud face, "Not bad! But don't say you beat me, as long as you can knock my body back, I'm considered a loser!"

"it is good!"

"Sangjin is worthy of being the strongest young generation of my Heiman tribe, he really has courage!"

"Although there are many strong foreign monks, but I don't think this person is one of them."

"That's right, in the face of provocation, you actually shrink back. This kind of person is not qualified to be a priest!"

Hearing the surrounding barbarian monks speak, Mo Yu's expression remained unchanged, and he said slowly, "If I can't defeat you with one punch, I will lose."

Sangjin's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed. He secretly thought that he was an arrogant guy. He practiced Vigorous Demon Ape Art. His physical body was as strong as an armored bull, and his strength was infinite.Standing on the spot and resisting a blow, even a high emperor rank cannot easily knock him back, how can this kid do it!

Not giving Sang Muya a chance to disrupt, he sneered coldly: "It's settled like this! I will stand at the entrance, as long as you can make me take a step back, you will win!"

"Okay." Mo Yu nodded lightly.

Sang Muya was in a hurry, and said via voice transmission: "Mo Yu, you are too impulsive. Sang Jin practiced the Great Demon Ape Art, and his defense is extremely strong. Although you are strong, it is not difficult for him to resist your blow. !"

Mo Yu looked calm, and replied: "Don't worry, I have my own measure." He took a step forward and came to Sangjin. Compared with the tall barbarian body-training monk, his tall and straight figure undoubtedly looked much weaker.

There was a burst of laughter from the surroundings, with mocking eyes, obviously no one was optimistic about him.

Sang Muya was secretly anxious, but there was nothing he could do for a while. He gave Sang Jin a hard look, thinking to himself that he could only wait for his father to remedy it afterwards.

Sensing Sang Muya's gaze, Sangjin felt another twist in his heart. The woman he was looking at actually fell in love with this foreign monk, how could he not let him be jealous!At this moment, with a cruel heart, he urged the powerful Demon Ape Jue with a grin, and saw a huge phantom of the Demon Ape suddenly appear, protecting him in it.Endless fierceness erupted crazily from it!

If one punch falls, if the strength is not enough, it will definitely be backlashed by the shadow of the demon ape. This kid must be broken, and he will humiliate him so that Sang Muya will know who is her best choice.

Driven by his thoughts, the demon ape raised its head and roared, its scarlet eyes seemed to choose someone to eat, and those with weak minds might be scared to death.

"The Great Demon Ape Art is the strongest body training art of our Black Man tribe. I didn't expect Sangjin to have reached this level. It really is a talent to make!"

"Under full power, the Vigorous Demon Ape Art's defense is astonishing. Even the elders of the clan dare not say that they can beat Sang Jin back with one blow. This foreign monk is really arrogant!"

"Sang Jin was knocked back with one punch, what a big tone, let's see how he ends up next!"

"Just wait and see the joke."

Mo Yu's expression was calm, his eyes swept over the mocking Heiman clansman, then he raised his hand and pressed it forward with a palm.

The opening of the palm was unremarkable, light and unobtrusive, but at the moment of pressing down the phantom of the demon ape, there was an extremely violent force gushing out crazily.

The sinister smile on Sangjin's face froze suddenly, and his eyes widened, revealing endless horror.

boom--

The magic ape phantom collapsed suddenly, his body was thrown outwards, fell hard to the ground and continued to slide backwards, plowing a deep ditch on the ground as hard as iron!

Mo Yu withdrew his hand, his face was as calm as before, but at this moment, the space fell into dead silence.

All the members of the Heiman tribe here couldn't help but widen their eyes, showing disbelief, and when they looked at them again, they were filled with deep awe.

Respecting the strong is a kind of blood instinct among the barbarians!