The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

In front of the mountain road, a hundred gods of the inner race, led by a radiant white-haired man, stood quietly on both sides at this moment.

Seeing Mu Cangyang and other people suddenly, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

The old man was terrified, he recognized the identities of Jinghoushen and the others at a glance, and wondered how they got mixed up with foreigners.

I don't know when these sixteen ancient imaginary gods left the cosmic star sea and entered the star continent. The relationship between them is not simple.

Glancing at Zushen and Mahe, these two guys actually showed up. It seems that the foreign race came prepared this time.

The situation in front of him completely overturned the old man's expectations, and even he felt a little weird and terrifying.

"Patriarch Tianhen, I didn't expect you to be greeted here in person, I've waited a long time." Mu Cangyang asked with a half-smile.

This old man is the current patriarch of the inner clan, Mu Tianhen.

"Cangyang, it's surprising that you brought so many masters here." Mu Tianhen said with a half-smile.

Mu Bai in the crowd looked at Mu Tianhen and the more than 100 clansmen behind him with a look of surprise.

The breath of these clansmen is very strong, and there are seven elder-level masters among them, but they are relatively low-key, just the appearance of ordinary youths, mixed in the crowd, inconspicuous at all.

Mu Ran at the side said in a low voice: "Father, the aura of these internal clan masters is very strong. If you pick anyone at random, I'm afraid they can defeat five or six of our clansmen."

Mu Bai nodded and said: "The internal race has a natural advantage in blood, which is not comparable to that of the foreign race, but it is nothing to be afraid of."

Mu Cangyang and Mu Tianhen chatted a few innocuous words, and then entered the core territory of the inner clan together.

Along the way, everyone seldom spoke again, and the atmosphere seemed tense and depressed.

But those elders stared at Mu Bai from time to time, like a wolf staring at its prey, which made Mu Bai feel apprehensive.

The time for the competition is eight o'clock tomorrow morning.

On that day, Mu Bai and others were arranged to rest in a shrine.

In the room, everything is complete, and Mu Bai is sitting quietly in the hall drinking tea.

Suddenly, Mu Cangyang walked in alone.

Mu Bai stood up in surprise, and said, "Patriarch, why are you here?"

Mu Cangyang nodded slightly, sat down on the chair beside him, glanced at him, and said, "Sit down too."