The clan will have a little more difference, because the attitude of the Hu clan leader before and because of Mu Ming’s response as the mountain god.

The big clan is irreversible, this is an iron rule, otherwise there will be a price of blood, because they need to deter the magnetic energy to shock the small clans who depend on them.

Dongsheng established a country with monks. Their power can be said to be completely unified, while the witch clan is different. They are the most basic tribe, and there are both good and bad things. That is, if you have enough strength, you can overthrow the oppression above your head.

This is true for many small tribes, and the big tribes are worried about this and may eventually decline.

The decline of the Baofeng tribe was also due to this reason. The dependent tribes defected one after another, and stabbed the knife in the back at a critical moment, and then they fell from a large clan to this point.

Otherwise, a big clan would be such a prosperous existence. A hundred and ten medium-sized tribes would not mean that they would decline.

Dongsheng is different. Although it is now controlled by the big clan, there are also some casual cultivators among the top leaders, just because of their strong personal strength.

For example, Dean, he has no family behind him, but he can build academy with his own strength. If he had been destroyed in the Witch Clan, he would have been able to survive well.

This is the difference.

Mu Ming felt a few gazes looking at him, without any hiding. Those gazes came from both sides of the strait, from the mountain gods or clan leaders around him, while those gazes from the altar had a deep meaning.

A priest appeared and then chanted the names of some tribes loudly. The mountain gods and clan leaders of those tribes stood up one after another, with panic and uneasy on their faces.

The name of the wood is unknown, but the patriarch whispered: "They control some resources, but for various reasons, they cannot meet the requirements of contribution. Now they need to withdraw those resources."

The mountain gods' chiefs requested, but their voices were insignificant. At the same time, the priest once again expressed his will to remove the resources occupied by these tribes and hand them over to some nearby tribes who had made great contributions.

Those tribes naturally smiled and were grateful and thanked them.

As for some special areas, they are determined based on the strength of each group. At this time, a fight is inevitable.

Of course, these things have nothing to do with the Mu Ming, because the Baofeng tribe is extremely remote and is close to the Tianhu tribe, so there will naturally be no resources such as mineral veins or mountains.

"I really hope our tribe can have the opportunity!" The old patriarch was not interested in the competition between those people. At this time, a separate area was divided under the altar as a place for martial arts to compete for both sides.

Mu Ming said: "If the contribution requirements provided cannot meet them, they may be revoked the next year."

The old patriarch sighed: "Yes, although you can get a lot of benefits, people die in those places, which can make the tribe strong and naturally decline!"

"Either poisonous insects appear or ferocious beasts occupy them, or even worse, they can be swallowed up when they enter the God Transformation Realm, but the resources in it are extremely rich. We will strive to find such a place in the future."

Mu Ming said softly, and after hearing this, the old patriarch laughed and said, "No need to do this. Almost all areas have masterpieces. Let's talk about it later."

At this time, there was a lot of noise from afar. The tribes who controlled resources were not weak, and almost all had the cultivation level of the God Transformation Realm. It was logically enough to mine mineral veins, but it was dangerous, and they also needed to supplement them, so they could not meet the requirements.

roar!

A beast roar came, and Mu Ming looked at him and saw a ferocious beast that looked like a leopard roaring towards the sky, while his opponent was lying in a pool of blood. However, the leopard did not take any action, but slowly restrained its pressure, bowed slightly to the many beings above the altar, and then slowly retreated.

The old mountain god bounced his fingers and a black mist fell into the fallen monk's body. The monk's injuries recovered quickly. Seeing this, he could only smile bitterly and leave after finally saluting.

The priest appeared again and sang several tribal names loudly. For a moment, the insects flew and their magical powers were brilliant, but in the end they were finally decided.

The lone wolf looked at this scene and shook his head secretly: "There has not been much change over the years, and the status of the master's family may be affected!"

A moment later, the priest appeared again, but this time he directly recited: "The new and old mountain gods of the Baofeng tribe alternate, do you have any objections?"

The old patriarch frowned and said, "It shouldn't be like this!"

Mu Ming said: "I'm afraid some people are unhappy and want to use us to establish their authority!"

However, there was a voice breaking the conversation between the two.

"The Baofeng tribe has declined. There is no need to exist. I think it will be included in our tribes!"

But a white wolf said in the distance, it was waving, not a monster, but because of the power of the mountain god, his thoughts turned into words.

However, some people also said: "Why do you need to say too much about the internal affairs of the Baofeng tribe?"

The white wolf's hair exploded immediately and looked into the distance. He saw a woman stand up and speak, and couldn't help but say, "It turns out to be the Ice Clan. I think who is it? We all belong to the Baofeng Tribe. The mountain gods of other tribes alternate, so it is naturally related to us!"

The woman stopped talking when she heard this.

Bailang looked at Mu Ming: "A boy from the Spirit Transformation Realm dares to steal the position of the mountain god, and he doesn't know how to live or die!"

"This person belongs to the Hu clan, and it's a little trouble! He didn't deal with the Laoshan God in his early years, and suffered a few losses at the hands of the Laoshan God!" The old patriarch's face turned gloomy.

"Zhang Fugui, it was a surprise that you didn't become a mountain god. But you actually found a kid and rode on your head. I think you are so confused!" The white wolf's words immediately caused some people to burst into laughter.

The old patriarch was even more angry and said, "I was unfamiliar with ungrateful wolves. I heard that you had defected to several tribes. I didn't expect that people like you still have the face to live."

Ao!

A wolf roared, crushing with cultivation, and a strong wind suddenly formed. However, this person's cultivation was good and it did not affect others. The old patriarch's words touched the inner taboo. It hated others the most to call it the ungrateful wolf.

The old patriarch's expression changed slightly, but Mu Ming raised his hand and waved it, and a strong wind appeared. The two winds met and intertwined in an instant, but they were all controlled within a certain range. In the end, both winds disappeared, and at this time, murderous intent flashed in the white wolf's eyes.

On the altar, the snow clan leader said, "Everyone, I'm afraid this is not good?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the patriarch of Hu looked over and said, "Captain Xue, are you favoring this person? I think this person is sent by the Tianhu tribe, otherwise why did the new and old mountain gods suddenly change at this time!"

The head of the flower clan was about to say something, but he kept silent after hearing this.

However, the Snow Clan Shan Shinto said: "It's good to see, save him if necessary. After all, he has contributed a lot of resources, and his intentions are still with us!"

The Hu clan leader frowned, but in the end he didn't say much, but his eyes looked at Mu Ming with a strong cold light.

"You can have any objections to this mountain god challenging the Dongshan tribe!"

The white werewolf stood up and his eyes turned red, which was a sign of madness.

"White Wolf, this is too much!" An old crane spreads its wings and has four wings, and is not a simple ferocious beast.

At this time, I wanted to protect Mu Ming. Mu Ming's words just now made them feel good.

However, a black snake leaned over and said, "The mountain god is not that easy to sit on, you must have extraordinary strength!"

The old he was silent for a moment, and finally glanced at Mu Ming, and stopped talking.

At this time, other existences nodded, as if they all agreed to this duel. The position of the mountain god is indeed difficult to do, and they also want to see Mu Ming's strength.

Mu Ming naturally had no intention of avoiding the battle, and becoming a mountain god had to accept the challenge was an unwritten rule and a time to show his strength, otherwise the tribe might become the target of other tribes.

The Black Fox tribe was so unscrupulous when he saw the mountain god old.

Mu Ming gave an look at the old patriarch. The old patriarch felt much calmer. He naturally knew that Mu Ming was not like that on the surface, but he was still a little worried. His opponent was an old wolf who had been in the position of the mountain god for many years, and the old wolf was the most cruel.

But Mu Ming asked at the white wolf, "Is it a battle of life and death?"

When Bai Lang heard this, he paused, then laughed and said, "What, are you afraid that I will kill you? Don't worry, I will save you half your life!"

Mu Ming shook his head and said calmly, "No, if it was a life-and-death battle, then I would have left some strength. If it weren't a life-and-death battle, I would have to do my best!"

"Good boy, you can't worry, you can't take your life when you are so arrogant!" Bai Lang was even more angry, but his tone was much lower, but his language was filled with coldness.

"Since that's the case, let's start!" the priest whispered, as if he was a little impatient, because there was almost no suspense in this showdown.

Mu Ming walked away step by step, and the boy beside him disappeared at this time, Mu Ming had to do so. He looked at him one by one, and Mu Ming felt a little uncomfortable, but when he saw the white and red eyes, he couldn't help but chuckled.

The white wolf's body movement moved and appeared directly in the distance. His momentum continued to rise, and he reached the early stage of the God Transformation Realm in an instant, but Mu Ming still did not take any action.

Mu Ming came to his own position. Looking at the white wolf, Mu Ming thought of the monster green wolf, but the two were different after all, one in the sky and the other under the ground, and the same was true for his personality.

Maybe this is the difference between a ferocious beast and a monster!

The white wolf opened his bloody mouth, "Do you know, you regret it today..."

"Go on!"

Before Bailang could finish his words, Mu Ming interrupted him. Then Bailang was a little surprised, as if he was a little incredible, because for many years, almost no one interrupted him. Even the patriarch of the Hu clan still smiled when he treated him. Although there was a hint of force in this smile, there would not be too much cold face, because they needed the recognition of these small tribes.

"No etiquette and so arrogant, this is disrespect for the seniors. How can you become a mountain god when you are so kind of intent in this journey? That old dog actually chose such a person?" The patriarch of the Hu clan said coldly, without any concealment. Many people heard it, many people... almost everyone.

After hearing this, Mu Ming looked over, bowed seriously, and said, "If the leader Hu doesn't like it, you can come down and see the real seal under your hands, otherwise you will watch quietly!" Mu Ming's tone was a little more intriguing.

"Boy, you angered me! You're not as good as a beast when you scold me!" The patriarch of the Hu clan said nothing. The white wolf seemed to come over, with a strange look in his red eyes, as if he was questioning!

"What do you think? Kill him!" The Hu clan leader ignored him and directly issued an order.

The white wolf was angry, half from the wood name, and half from the beast. But it could only bring anger to the wood name.

A white light rushed over, and Mu Ming did not dodge. A strong wind blew on his face, and a sound of breaking wind sounded behind his head. Mu Ming dodged again, but the white light followed closely.

"Boy, when should you hide? Don't be a turtle shrouded!" The white wolf's voice came from behind, full of sarcasm.

"White Wolf, you dare to insult me!" Below, an old turtle man stood up and said angrily.

The white wolf stopped and glanced, but he didn't dare to say more. The old turtle's cultivation was much higher than his, so it ignored it and continued to use its body skills to attack.

But Mu Ming avoids it every time. The body of a ferocious beast is the best weapon, including wolf claws, hind feet, and wolf tail. However, the most stupid attack power is sharp teeth. Mu Ming always avoids it.

Two cold lights flew over and crossed Mu Ming's cheek. Mu Ming activated the power of the mountain god and moved it away directly.

"The power of the mountain god! You are worthy of it!" The white wolf used his magic form, which was the fusion of the power of the mountain god and the power of transforming the gods, and the wood name felt the pressure doubled.

However, Mu Ming sighed and said that this ferocious beast could not have the power of artistic conception. This is the difference between ferocious beasts and cultivators. Most ferocious beasts gain strength by advancing.

The old patriarch secretly called it a bad thing, and the phantom spirit didn't know the strength of the wood name, and there was extremely worry in his beautiful eyes.

"court death!"

The lone wolf said casually, full of carelessness.

On the altar, the Hu clan leader smiled, and the crescent moon between his eyebrows flashed with a cold light. His eyes looked at Mu Ming like a dead person.

The leader of the snow tribe frowned and couldn't help but look at the old mountain god, but the old mountain god just looked at it with a smile, without any idea to stop it.
To be continued...