Nine suns stepping on the sky

"Master Yuantun knows this person?" said an old man with long eyebrows and drooping eyes. His body was thin and thin, but he exuded an extremely terrifying aura.

Yuan Tun bowed his hands, "Grandpa, the reason for the failure of hunting before is because of him!"

"Huh?" The long-browed old man frowned, "It's time to kill!"

call--

A hot breath erupted, and countless crimson god chains appeared on the top of his head, hanging down, setting off his majesty like a god.

"The most powerful emperor!"

Amidst the exclamation, the surrounding monks retreated one after another, showing panic.

If the sky doesn't tell, the strongest emperor rank is the pinnacle, and he can run wild in the ancient land!

"The strongest of the emperor ranks, this monk is probably in danger."

"Killing the elders of the Huoman tribe is an unforgivable crime!"

"No one can save him, it's a pity that a powerful existence will be obliterated."

The long-browed old man looked indifferent, raised his hand a little forward, and shot out a crimson chain from the top of his head like a horse, trying to pierce Mo Yu and burn him to ashes.

Suddenly, a point of black quietly appeared, expanding outward, forming a layer of mysterious ice, blocking the front.

The crimson god chain slammed down, making a loud noise, and a cloud of white mist rose up. In the turbulence, two kinds of power, red and dark, were seen to be entangled together, devouring and fighting each other frantically.

Extremely hot and extremely cold forces erupted, but they neutralized each other, and strangely did not cause too much damage.

Swah——

A few more figures appeared, and one of them took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "Thanks to the help of fellow daoists that day, today I, the Shuiman tribe, are here, and I will never let fellow daoists suffer."

This person is Wu Jiang.

The long-browed old man of the Huoman tribe trembled slightly, and his face became completely gloomy. "This old man wants to kill this person, how dare you stop him?"

"Why don't you dare!" On the opposite side, an old woman in black sneered, "Yuan Duo, do you think the old man is afraid of you?"

"Wu Suiyue, you old monster is not dead yet!"

"You are alive, how can I take a step ahead!"

"Then, the old man will give you a ride today." The old man with long eyebrows said darkly.

The old woman screamed, "See who dies first!"

boom--

The breaths of the two collided, and without actually making a move, a god chain appeared in the void, one fire, one water, one red and one deep black, falling down, emitting infinite destructive energy.

The rest of the monks in the two parts are also at war with each other, and they will fight at any time!

"Stop!" While drinking, two golden-robed old men appeared in mid-air, their powerful aura suppressing all directions.

"Everyone, in our Jinman tribe, please restrain yourself!" one of them said.

Another person said, "Otherwise, it will be a provocation to our Jinman tribe. They will all be expelled and not allowed to participate in this fair."

The long-browed old man's face was gloomy, and he growled lowly: "Could it be that I, the elder of the Huoman tribe, died in vain?"

"In our Jinman tribe, you can't make a move." The old man in the golden robe who spoke first had a calm expression, but he had a powerful aura.

As the head of the five major tribes, the Jinman tribe has such a strong confidence!

"Grandpa, since you found this beast, are you afraid that he will escape? It won't be too late to kill him after he leaves the Jinman tribe." Yuan Tun said in a low voice, looking coldly, "Boy, it's hard to fly with your wings this time! "

The long-browed old man was silent for a while, snorted coldly, turned around and strode away.

The Huoman tribe followed closely behind.

In mid-air, two ancestors of the Jinman tribe frowned and looked at Mo Yu, nodded slightly to the old woman of the Waterman tribe, turned and left.

"Xiao Wujiang, I'm off to practice, don't disturb me if I have nothing to do." After saying that, the old woman rushed to the sky.

The tense situation disappeared in an instant.

Wu Jiang smiled, and took a step forward, "Fellow Daoist, I haven't had a chance to thank you since we left that day, can you please tell me?"

Mo Yu looked calm and noncommittal.

Some strong men in the water man tribe suddenly showed displeasure on their faces.

From their point of view, although the person in front of them had saved the young master, if they hadn't acted today, it would have been more or less catastrophic. The current indifference is somewhat ignorant and pretentious.

It was only because of the young master's face that he didn't say much for a while.

Wu Jiang's expression remained unchanged, it's normal for a capable person to be proud.

He continued to laugh and said: "Fellow Daoist appeared here to participate in the trade fair of the Jinman tribe. If you don't mind, you can wait with me. Using the box specially prepared by the Jinman tribe can also reduce some troubles."

Mo Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded, "If that's the case, then it will be troublesome."

"It doesn't matter. Seriously, I have to thank fellow daoist one more time." Wu Jiang laughed, "I don't know what to call you?"

"Rain ink."

……

"Fellow Daoist Yumo, do you still recognize her? This is my aunt's daughter. Thanks to your help before, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable." Wu Jiang introduced with a smile and winked at the girl.

Another thank you he said should be here.

Gu Ling's pretty face blushed, and he bowed his knees, "Gu Ling has met fellow Taoist, thank you for saving my life."

Mo Yu's expression was indifferent, and his eyes fell without any fluctuations.

Gu Ling's pretty face turned pale.

Wu Jiang coughed lightly, and said with a wry smile: "It is true that the monks around Ling'er leaked the matter about the Iron and Gold Tribe, but that person is an eyeliner planted by the Iron and Gold Tribe, and has absolutely nothing to do with her."

Mo Yu looked back, "I believe it."

The water and fire tribes have been enemies for generations. As a close relative of the water tribe, Gu Ling would naturally not help the fire tribe.

"Okay, brother Yumo is really happy!" Wu Jiang turned around and ordered, "Prepare fine wine and food, I want to have a good time with brother Yumo!"

Between the words, there is a sense of intimacy.

Mo Yu sensed his thoughts, but he didn't point it out, nodded and didn't say much.

After a while, the food and wine gathered together.

Under Wujiang's deliberate arrangement, all the strong men of the Shuiman tribe who came here this time are here, each with extraordinary momentum, and each gesture is majestic.

He sat at the head seat, raised his glass and said, "Your Daoist Yumo is my savior, a friend of my Shuiman Tribe, everyone, let's toast him!"

Wujiang is highly valued by the patriarch, and his own qualifications are also amazing. He has a very high status in the Shuman tribe and is a strong contender to succeed the patriarch.

At this moment, everyone responded naturally, whether they were convinced or not, they raised their glasses one after another.

"Respect, Fellow Daoist Rain Mo!"

Mo Yu was also unambiguous, picked up the wine cup in front of him, and drank it all in one gulp.

As he drank the wine, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but soon he recovered.

Wu Jiang has been observing the changes in his expression intentionally or unintentionally. At this moment, he frowned slightly, and then smiled: "Fellow Daoist Yu Mo, how is this wine?"

"good."

This evaluation seemed unexpected, and Wu Jiang was taken aback.

But the powerhouses of the Shuiman tribe below couldn't understand this.

One person snorted coldly and said: "This is the water god wine. It is the formula of the god wine passed down from ancient times by our tribe. The ingredients are all rare and rare. It takes a hundred years to make the wine! Not only is the wine fragrant, but it also has a strong cultivation aid. Its efficacy can be described as precious wine! Young Master Wujiang values ​​you so he treats you with this wine, don't be too entrusted, you don't know what is good or bad!"

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