Super Martial God

Knowing that Yan Xinghe was the minority leader of sunset tribe, the people of Zhuyun tribe didn't know what to say for a while.

Sunset tribe, that's not something they can afford to offend.

Seeing the look of the people in Zhuyun tribe, Yan Xinghe quickly calmed down: "Sir, I don't know who you are. This time I have no eyes and offended you. It's my fault. But you also killed two of my men. How about we expose it? "

Lin Mu's eyes were calm as water: "if someone wanted to kill you and wanted to make peace with you after failure, what would you choose?"

"Of course it depends on what happens."

Yan Xinghe looked at Lin Mu and said, "if the other party's background is not as good as me, I will kill the other party, but the other party's background is strong and killing will bring future trouble, I will choose to shake hands and make peace."

"Oh? It seems that you think your background is very strong? "

Lin Mu smiled.

"I believe you are a wise man. Chen Guanggang has just said my identity. If you move me, the sunset tribe will not stop."

Yan Xinghe said confidently, "you should be a seven master? But in my sunset tribe, there are nine seven masters. Instead of offending the sunset tribe, you might as well let me go and sell a favor to the sunset tribe. "

"What you said really makes sense."

Lin Mu seems to be persuaded by Yan Xinghe.

Yan Xinghe was about to smile when he heard Lin Mu sigh: "unfortunately, in my opinion, if you make a mistake, you must bear your due responsibility. Otherwise, in this world, everyone can make mistakes indefinitely."

With a sigh, he flicked his finger on the teacup.

All the tea jumped out of it and turned into a very thin tea Throwing Knife.

Pooh!

A flash of water flashed, and the tea Throwing Knife crossed the right shoulder of Yan Xing River.

With a burst of blood splashing, Yan Xinghe's right arm flew up and finally fell to the ground.

"Ah!"

Yan Xinghe covered the fracture of his right arm, screamed and retreated. At the same time, he was surprised and angry, and looked at Lin Mu inconceivably.

"You use this hand to draw a sword to me, and I will break your hand as a punishment."

Lin Mu's eyes were indifferent. "Now take your people away."

"Go."

Yan Xinghe's eyes are full of resentment, but he doesn't dare to attack. For fear that Lin Mu will repent, he quickly steps out.

Tailong, Cyclops and the peak Wuzong were pale and hurried to follow, as if the bamboo building was a hell.

"Mr. envoy, how did you let him go?"

Chen Guang showed worry on his face. "I know this younger martial brother very well. He will never thank you for letting him live. He will only hate you. When he returns, he will retaliate."

"I let him go. I'm just sending a message to the surrounding tribes. I'm not a murderer. In the future, they will judge that the underworld is not a vicious force."

Lin Mu smiled. "As for your younger martial brother, his life is not as important as he thought. Whether the sunset tribe will retaliate against me does not depend on his life and death, but on whether the sunset tribe itself is smart or not."

"Mr. envoy."

At this time, the old patriarch came in with something wrapped in cotton cloth.

At the sight of this situation, the faces of the others of Zhuyun tribe changed.

"Old patriarch, what are you?"

Lin Mu Mu was surprised. From the cotton package, he felt a very unusual smell.

The old patriarch opened the cotton cloth and revealed a gray ancient tripod.

At the top of the ancient tripod, there is a hole the size of an egg, which is sealed by the boundary, and golden light is constantly emitted from the boundary.

Looking at the ancient tripod, the old patriarch cherished it all over his face, but then handed it to Lin Mu: "today, I want to give it to the envoy."

The people of Zhuyun tribe couldn't bear it on the spot. Chen Guangzhi said: "old clan leader, although nothing can repay the envoy's kindness to us, this golden tripod is the ancestor of Zhuyun tribe. It is a symbol of our ancestors, not something. "

Lin Mu's eyes glowed with a faint silver light, swept the Golden Tripod, and then his heart beat with a bang.

He already knew what was special about this golden tripod.

This golden tripod is isolated from the soul power. Previously, he detected with the soul power and couldn't go in at all. However, he had no eye in the sky. He detected with the eye in the sky and immediately saw what was inside the golden tripod.

Inside, there is a golden fragment, and the golden light is emitted from it.

He didn't know the origin of the golden fragment, but he knew that it was made of Geng gold. Moreover, it has obviously suffered destruction, which is equivalent to death, so it is partial to negative.

Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, mystery and Pearl need to collect the five Yin sources. Now he has collected the last four sources, but he is only one gold.

However, he did not show his emotions.

Even if he wanted to get the Golden Tripod, he would only make the people of Zhuyun tribe willing to hand it over, rather than rob it.

At the same time, the old patriarch opposite looked the same: "Chen Guang, do you know the origin of Jin Guangding?"

"Of course, this is what my ancestors of Zhuyun tribe left behind."

Of course, Chen Guangli said.

"Where did our ancestors get this golden tripod, and why should our descendants inherit it forever?"

The old patriarch smiled and continued to ask.

"This..."

Chen Guang and the others of Zhuyun tribe couldn't answer at once.

"In ancient times, my Zhuyun tribe experienced a more serious disaster than now. A seven rank demon tiger came to the tribe to level the tribe. Although at that time, the strength of my cloud chasing tribe was much stronger than now, I still couldn't resist the seventh order demon tiger. "

The old clan leader Xu said, "according to the ancestral records of Zhuyun tribe, when the demon Tiger comes, the tribe will be destroyed. Just at this time, the world is dark. This is a sign of the coming of the dark god. After that, Jin Guangding fell from the sky and killed the demon tiger, and the tribal crisis was lifted. "

"So this golden tripod is a gift from the God of the underworld. If you give it to others, it will naturally be a betrayal of your ancestors. But now I give it to the envoy of God, which is the last wish of your ancestors."

"Is the Golden Tripod given by God?"

Chen Guang and others looked moved and could no longer say anything to stop them.

“……”

Lin Mu is speechless. The people of Zhuyun tribe are really stupid. The world is dark. It may be what means the strong use and what is the relationship with the dark god.

However, he would not explain. If the people of Zhuyun tribe were willing to understand like this, let them understand like this. He can get Jin Guangding.

"What's more, these times our Zhuyun tribe suffered disasters. Even the head of the sunset tribe came. It is clear that it is the head of the sunset tribe, or a bigger figure, who cares about Jin Guangding."

The old clan leader continued, "now we will continue to put the Golden Tripod in our hands. Maybe we can't keep it one day. It's most appropriate to hand it over to the envoy of God. It would certainly be better if God could make an adult return it to the dark god. "

At this point, a faint sly color flashed in the old clan leader's turbid eyes.