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

Seeing his back disappear, a barbarian man stood up slowly with a look of shock.

This person was the young emperor cultivator whom Mo Yu met when he first came.

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

Mo Yu had already noticed the strange color of this person, but he didn't take it to heart. He quickly came to Lao Ed's grocery store along the road in his memory.

He was lying on the counter and napping when he heard the sound and raised his head, "It's you!"

Mo Yu nodded and said straight to the point: "I'll buy a map of mirage beasts."

Old Ed's face changed slightly. After looking around, he saw that no one was paying attention, he whispered: "Let's talk about it later!"

He didn't know where he touched him, and a layer of inspiration rose from the ground, sealing the store door, and then he looked at it with scrutiny.

"You go back and return, obviously knowing the importance of the Mirage Beast Map. Since this is the case, we will open the skylight and speak loudly." Old Ed looked smart, and there was no dim old look at the previous one. "I don't have a Mirage Beast Map, and it's impossible for me to have it, otherwise the tribe would have sent someone to take it away."

Mo Yu looked calm. A thousand wild stones seemed to be a lot, but he didn't even have one-tenth of the value of the Mirage Beast Map. He was prepared in his heart.

"I think you should have news about the Mirage Beast Map."

A hint of praise flashed in Old Ed's eyes, "The monks from the outside are indeed smart, but they are much better than my barbarians. Not bad, I can tell you that in one month, there will be a trade fair in the Jinman tribe, and there will be a mirage beast map for sale. One thousand barbarian stones are just used to purchase vouchers to enter the trade fair."

"But don't worry, when the trade ends, you can still exchange for nine hundred wild stones with the entry and exit tokens, and the final effort is only one hundred wild stones."

Mo Yu's eyes flashed slightly, "Are you a member of the Jinman tribe?"

"Wrong, I am from the Heiman Tribe, I just do something for the Jinman Tribe. Even if Zhang Yang goes out, the tribe will not make things difficult for me." As he spoke, Old Ed raised his eyes.

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

"Hehe, this is the best." Old Ed laughed, his two fingers touched each other, and he twisted them back and forth a few times.

Mo Yu took out a storage animal bone. The method of using this object is the same as the storage ring, "One thousand wild stones."

He took it and checked it carefully, and confirmed that there was nothing wrong. Old Ed put away the beast bone without any trace, "Good! This is the token to participate in the Jinman Tribe Fair. You should keep it, and you will not be responsible for losing it."

This is a golden brand, the size of a child's palm. I don't know what kind of metal material it is made of. It is extremely heavy and hides an obscure fluctuation of power, so 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 indifferently, "You dare not."

Old Ed's eyes shrank and his face showed embarrassment. Although the barbarians were protected, if they took the initiative to provoke outside monks, they would not cause trouble if they were killed.

He glanced at Mo Yu and said, "For your sake, I will give you a word in the end. The origin of this mirage beast map may not be very clean, so be careful that it will not be able to save it if you get it. Okay, go!"

He pressed somewhere on the counter, and the inspiration that blocked the store door disappeared again.

Mo Yu nodded and turned away. In fact, he had already guessed this point. What Old Ed said was only confirming this point. After all, the barbarian monks should be more clear about the preciousness and importance of the mirage beast map. It is very abnormal in itself.

But even so, Mo Yu would have to take the beast map into his hands. With this thing in the ancient land, he would have more guarantees.

...

Rows of neat stone houses are built in a corner of the city. The deeper they go, the taller and more gorgeous the building, and the aura of barbarian monks becomes stronger.

This is the place where most people of the Heiman tribe live, with the upper and lower ranks and the lower ranks and the divisions are particularly clear.

"The Black Barbarian Tribe's resident, the foreign monk stopped!" A barbarian monk shouted softly, feeling the aura of a strong man on the person coming, but he did not dare to be too presumptuous.

Mo Yu looked calm and said lightly: "Please report to your subordinate Mangmuya, an old friend is coming to visit."

Little princess' friend?

Several barbarian monks discussed it briefly, and one of them said, "Please wait for this, I will report it immediately."

After the words fell, he turned around and left quickly.

A moment later, Sang Muya appeared in her sight. She fell down and looked surprised and said, "Mo Yu, you are finally here. My father has been waiting for many days."

Behind her, a young barbarian with a mountain-like physique followed. Seeing this, a trace of gloom flashed in her eyes like a wolf and a tiger.

He stepped forward and said, "Mu Yaer, you are so chaotic. How can an outsider become a priest in my Hei Barbarian Tribe?"

Turning around and looking at it, a hint of threat flashed through Sang Jin's eyes, "This is not the place you should come, leave immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

Mo Yu frowned slightly, looked at him, and said lightly: "Sang Muya, is Mo unpopular?" Although his voice was calm, it was a bit cold.

Sang Muya's pretty face changed slightly, "Mo Yu, don't care, I'll handle this matter immediately." She turned around, her eyes showing chills, "Sang Jin, you are so presumptuous! Mo Yu is about to join my Heiman tribe as a priest. This matter has been recognized by my father. Why don't you retreat soon!"

Sang Jin showed surprise and soon became resentful. From childhood to adulthood, Sang Muya had never had such a bad attitude towards him.

For an outsider, she trampled on his face so much, and there was indeed a problem! If he gave in, how could he raise his head in the tribe in the future?

But he did not dare to confront Sang Muya head-on. After all, she is the daughter of the patriarch and the favorite junior of the ancestors.

Sang Jin spat heavily and sneered: "What's the point of hiding behind a woman! If you want to be a priest of my Heiman tribe, you can see if he has the qualifications, otherwise you will go as far as you can!"

This incident has attracted the attention of many Black Barbarian tribe members. If Sang Jin is forcibly forced to make way out, Mo Yu will also lose the respect of his tribe members.

The barbarians attach great importance to dignity. If they retreat when they encounter provocation, they will be despised and despised by everyone.

Sang Muya was so angry that Yinya clenched her teeth, but she could not speak anymore, so she could only look apologetic.

Mo Yu thought about it and understood and said lightly: "You mean, as long as I can defeat you, I can enter the Heiman Tribe?"

Sang Jin sneered, with a proud look on his face, "Not bad! But don't say that you can defeat me, as long as you can knock me back, even if I lose!"

"good!"

"Sang Jin is worthy of being the strongest young man in my Heiman tribe. He is indeed brave!"

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

"That is, when facing provocation, he is still timid. Such people are not qualified to become priests!"

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

Sang Jin's eyes lit up and was overjoyed. He thought to himself that he was such an arrogant guy. He practiced the powerful demon ape skill. His body was as strong as an iron armored bull, and he was even more powerful. Standing in place and resisting a blow, even a high-level emperor could not easily repel him. How could this kid do it!

Without giving Sang Muya a chance to disrupt, he shouted coldly: "Just say that! I will stand at the entrance. As long as you can let me take a step back, you will win!"

"Okay." Mo Yu nodded lightly.

Sang Muya was anxious and sent a message: "Mo Yu, you are too impulsive. Sang Jin practices the powerful demon ape skill, and his defense is extremely strong. Although you are powerful, it is not difficult for him to resist you with a blow!"

Mo Yu looked calm and replied, "Don't worry, I have a sense of responsibility." He stepped forward and came to Sang Jin. Compared with the tall barbarian body-refining monk, his originally tall figure undoubtedly looked much weaker.

There was a burst of laughter around him, with mockery eyes, and obviously no one was optimistic about him.

Sang Muya was secretly anxious, but for a moment he had no choice but to glar at Sang Jin fiercely, thinking that he could only wait for his father to make up for it later.

Sang Jin noticed Sang Muya's gaze and felt a twist in his heart. The woman he was fond of actually fell in love with this foreign monk. How could he not let him be jealous? At this moment, he was cruel and activated the powerful demon ape skill with a grim smile. A huge demon ape phantom suddenly appeared and protected him in it. The endless fierce aura erupted wildly from it!

If you don't have enough strength, you will inevitably be backfired by the shadow of the demon ape. This kid must be broken and he will be able to humiliate him even more so that Sang Muya knows who is her best choice.

Driven by his thoughts, the demon ape raised his head and roared, and his scarlet eyes seemed to be trying to choose someone to eat. People with weak minds were afraid that they would be scared to death.

"The powerful magic ape skill is the strongest body refining technique of my Heiman tribe. I didn't expect that Sang Jin had reached this level. It was indeed a material that could be made!"

"With all-out operation, the Great Demon Ape Decision is extremely defensive. Even the clan elders dare not say that they can defeat Sang Jin with one blow. This foreign monk is indeed arrogant!"

"Breaking off Sang Jin with one punch, what a big tone, let's see how he ends next!"

"Wait and see the joke."

Mo Yu looked calm, his eyes swept over the people of the Heiman tribe who were ridiculed and then raised his hand and pressed forward with a palm.

The palm is dull and light, not showing its majestic appearance, but the moment the magical ape's phantom was pressed down, a violent force gushed out wildly.

Sang Jin's face suddenly froze, and his eyes widened, and he showed endless horror.

boom--

The phantom of the Demon Ape collapsed with a bang. His body flew outwards, fell to the ground and continued to slide backwards, and plowed a deep groove on the hard ground as hard as iron!

Mo Yu stopped, his face calm as before, but at this moment, the space fell into silence.

All the Black Barbarian tribe members here couldn't help but widen their eyes and showed disbelief. When they looked at each other again, they felt a deep awe.
Chapter completed!