Holy Dragon Totem

Jiang Zizai really didn't expect that there would be such an old-fashioned person in this sacrificial temple.

He didn't know much about the situation of offering sacrifices to the temple.

The identity of the person in front of him was unknown, and it was hard for Jiang Zizai to offend him.

After all, he does have his reasons. When he works here, he only recognizes black and white cards.

If the son of King Zilin doesn't even dare to take part in the assessment, and still keeps messing around here, it would be a joke.

He couldn't say much.

So, he could only nod.

"If you have the ability, just wait for a month. As long as you can pass the assessment, the door of the temple will always be open to you." The middle-aged man in black said calmly.

The more entangled he is at this time, I'm afraid he will think that he is even afraid of the entrance examination.

"Then I'll come back then." Ruo Xiaoyue didn't want to go in first.

They did not expect this situation, so they could only plan to go out and find a nearby inn and stay for a month.

However, just as they were about to leave, another group of people came in from outside the door, basically all teenagers and girls.

Jiang Zizai immediately realized that those people should be disciples of the Temple of Sacrifice.

"So strong?"

The first time he saw the official disciples of the Temple of Sacrifice, he already frowned.

These teenagers are similar in age to him, but most of them should be in the Xuanmai realm!

Jiang Junxie, who is sixteen years old, has reached the Mysterious Vein Realm. He is already regarded as a top genius in Jiangwang City. Before Jiang Zizai and the others, Jiang Junxie was already the most famous genius boy besides Jiang Junjian.

As for these young men, it can be said that none of them are worse than him. There are even beings who are younger than him but have a higher realm!

"The Black World Clan."

Jiang Zizai quickly guessed their identities.

These young people have a different aura from ordinary totem warriors. They are generally cold and stern, and their temperament is somewhat similar to the Iron-toothed Ant Queen that Jiang Zizai fought with in the Black Collar Mountains.

Although the totems were not manifested, Jiang Zizai still guessed that their totems should all be of the 'insect' type.

There are many types of natal totems, including birds and insects, sea fish and beasts, swords, guns, swords and halberds, various plants, and many special types.

The Black World Clan is one of the nine major clans, and the clan with the most powerful insect totems in the entire Yanlong Dynasty.

The Black World Clan is a gathering of many small clans, with many more divided veins than the Five Qilin Meridians.

Seeing these cold and solemn young people, Jiang Zizai felt a little emotional.

He whispered to Lu Dingxing: "I often hear people say that our Qilin royal family has been in decline for many years. Except for father and brother, as a whole, the nine major clans have long been surpassed. I still don't believe it. Today I see these young people from the black world clan. Man, I believe it.”

It can be said that none of these people are less talented than Jiang Junxie, and some even surpass him by a lot.

In the Kirin royal family, apart from their family, there is only one Jiang Junxie, and now he is dead.

Fortunately, Lu Dingxing, Ruo Xiaoyue, and now Jiang Zizai have huge space in the future. In the future, they may be able to truly revive the Qilin royal family.

It is indeed not easy to revive a royal family that has been reduced to the third rate. Jiang Yunting cannot do it alone. He needs his descendants to become stronger than ever before.

A person will always grow old, and only through inheritance can it last forever.

Jiang Zizai understood that people need to see the reality clearly. The current Qilin royal family is indeed not as glorious as it was in ancient times.

When this group of people came in, Jiang Zizai just sighed at their strength and had no other thoughts.

He noticed that there was a leader of this group of people, a young man of similar age to him, with black hair and black eyes, tall and thin body, with some dark lines on his face and neck, which looked like totem lines. Same, his appearance looks very strange.

This is the tradition of the Black Clan. They like to paint totem patterns on their bodies. It is said that it can exert a certain effect.

This was the most terrifying young man among them. His eyes were particularly cold. Only when he faced the middle-aged man before, did he smile and say: "Priest, this is the golden tripod of our clan. I got it from our clan meeting." 'The third level, now there is the eighth level of martial life realm."

The young man pointed to a smaller boy and said, the boy named Jin Ding was obviously coming to the Temple of Sacrifice for the first time and was a little nervous. You could see that his eyes were slightly golden.

Ranked third in the clan association, he has reached the level of worshiping the temple, which is already higher than Jiang Junxie's last year.

It turns out that this middle-aged man is also a priest.

These young people, except for the newly arrived Jin Ding, should all be his disciples.

"I have met the Anran priest, this is my token."

The young man named Jin Ding took out a token from his arms and placed it on the table.

Jiang Zizai was about to leave, but at this moment, he suddenly saw that the token seemed to be black.

The third member of the Black World Clan should not be the White Token.

There is nothing wrong with the black token, but at this time, the young people were laughing. The leading young man said: "Priest, I will take Jinding around to get familiar with it. He has just come to the temple to worship, but we have The brothers and sisters of the Black Family are here and will take good care of him."

Judging from their intentions, it seems that they want to go directly to the sacrificial temple!

For Jiang Zizai, this priest named 'An Ran' was doing official business, so there was no problem. He obeyed the rules.

However, before they left, his own disciples came with their tribesmen and took out the same black token.

It was obvious that these young people were going to take the golden tripod directly in, and the An Ran priest did not seem to object.

He probably did not notice that Jiang Zizai was just standing at the door before they left!

Jiang Zizai watched as they went inside after the An Ran priest nodded.

"Wait."

Jiang Zizai shouted, turned back, and returned to the An Ran priest.