Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1935 Ghost Patriarch
Jiang Mo had to pretend to be domineering, cold-blooded and ruthless, otherwise, he would be in trouble if he aroused the suspicion of these followers.

One of the ghost followers found that the ghost who had gone into the hunting ground before did not come out.

Just as he was about to ask, he was stopped by a ghost beside him.

"That guy didn't come out, what does it have to do with us. Even if he died in the hunting ground, it has nothing to do with us. Why do you care about such trivial matters?"

The 'that guy' they were talking about was Jiang Mo.

Among the ghost clan, they are also very indifferent, otherwise they would not ignore the disappearance of a companion.

However, what they didn't know was that Jiang Mo was standing in front of them in another capacity.

Afterwards, they returned to the place where the ghost clan gathered.

This is their base camp, where the patriarch of the ghost clan issues orders and manipulates the situation in the entire northern border battlefield.

Here in the base camp, I don't know how many top experts of the ghost race gathered.

Even Jiang Mo had to be careful when he came here.

"As expected of the stronghold of the ghost clan, just the aura of Emperor Wu's peak is no less than ten."

"If these strong men break through to the realm of the great emperor through the ancestor's tomb, it will be a real disaster for the human race!" Jiang Mo thought inwardly.

At the same time, this also strengthened his determination to destroy the ancestor's tomb.

"Young Master Yao, there are still two hours before the start of the election, you can rest for a while." An attendant said.

Hearing this, Jiang Mo nodded, and just as he was about to take a rest, a very ear-piercing voice suddenly came over.

"Isn't this Shan Yao?"

"Unexpectedly, you actually dared to participate in the election! Some time ago, I told you that if I met you, I would definitely break your hands and feet!" A very burly and strong man came over , said.

He looked at Jiang Mo with deep disdain.

This time, there are a total of four strong players participating in the election.

Except for 'Shan Yao', the remaining three all have the cultivation level of a half-step emperor.

Moreover, these three powerhouses all relied on their own talents and perseverance to fight to the top step by step.

Unlike Shan Yao, they obtained a large amount of training resources from the ghost clan entirely by relying on their identities of direct blood, and forcibly piled up his realm.

Among the ghost clan, there are two paths for upward promotion.

One is that you have a noble direct bloodline, and from the moment you were born, you have obtained things that ordinary people cannot obtain, and you are ahead of the starting line.

The second is that your talent and perseverance are stronger than ordinary people. Only by fighting hard can you gain the attention of the upper class.

Because of this, the three strong men were very disdainful of dudes like Shan Yao.

At this time, Jiang Mo raised his head and looked at the burly ghost clan strongman with a mocking expression.

He said indifferently: "The guy from the barren land, in your capacity, you are not worthy of talking to me, get out!"

Jiang Mo's words made the veins on the burly and strong man's forehead suddenly bulge.

It is precisely because of his low birth that he is particularly sensitive to such matters.

When Jiang Mo said that, it just touched his sensitive spot.

"Shan Yao, you are courting death!"

The burly and strong man let out a roar, and then slammed towards Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo stood there without moving. With the opponent's strength, even if Jiang Mo didn't make a move, he couldn't break through Jiang Mo's defense.

However, at this moment, a young strong man with plain clothes and a pale face said, "Xiong Zheng, stop!"

The voice was not loud, but the furious Xiongzheng suddenly calmed down, although he was very unwilling and wanted to blow the head of 'Shan Yao'.

However, he didn't dare not listen to the young strong man.

This young strong man was also born in a barren land, but his talent was extremely terrifying, even compared to those strong men with direct bloodlines, he was not weak at all.

More importantly, his willpower is like a devil.

When he was practicing in the 'Hun Mie Jiang', this young strongman persisted for a full 49 days, breaking the historical record of the ghost clan.

Although he is also at the half-step Great Emperor realm, but Xiongzheng thought to himself, if he fights against this young strong man, his chances of winning are not even [-]%.

Therefore, many strong people have been discussing in private, thinking that this young strong man has the hope of entering the ancestor's tomb and accepting the baptism of inheritance.

"Yan Chen, I can tell you the truth, the quota this time belongs to me, Shan Yao, and no one can take it away!" Jiang Mo stood up and said.

Because, in Shan Yao's memory, he has always talked to Yan Chen with this attitude.

If you show modesty at this time, it may arouse suspicion from others.

"Who gets the quota, it doesn't matter what you say, it will only be known after the election."

The pale young strong man coughed and said lightly, without getting angry.

At this moment, a very beautiful woman also came over.

Her skin is very fair, like the finest suet jade.

This woman's eyes are very deep. When an ordinary man sees her eyes, he will sink deeply into them.

In addition, this woman also has a tall Qiong nose and beautiful red lips.

Such a combination of facial features on her body is simply perfect, as if it has gathered all the masterpieces of the creator.

"Manshu, you're here too." When Xiongzheng saw this woman, he couldn't move his eyes away.

Even, his face was flushed red, as if he had met the lover of his dreams.

"Xiongzheng, look away, you look at me like this, it makes me feel very uncomfortable." Man Shu frowned and hummed softly.

Xiongzheng was also very sensible, he didn't dare to look at that attractive woman again.

"This time, how are the four of us going to compare?" Manshu glanced at Jiang Mo, and then her eyes fell on Yan Chen.

From her point of view, Shan Yao is just a dandy who is nothing but the direct blood of the patriarch.

The real threat to her was Yan Chen.

"How do you compare? It doesn't count if the four of us say it. It depends on the arrangement of the patriarch." Yan Chen said lightly.

"Hmph, no matter what, this time, I must get a spot."

Man Shu gritted her silver teeth and said.

After about a stick of incense, there are more and more strong people here.

Finally, an old man in a black gold robe, holding a scepter in his hand, came to Jiang Mo and the others.

"I have seen the patriarch!"

Everyone bowed in unison and saluted the old man holding the scepter.

This old man is the current patriarch of the ghost clan.

Jiang Mo raised his head and looked at the old man, only feeling the breath of the other party, like a vast ocean, vast and unpredictable...

(End of this chapter)