This is completely different from his experience in the Southern Regions, in Motu, it seems to be here...... People's nature is much simpler.

"No, don't they all say that the Western Desert monks are ruthless and live a barren life, so it's even more chaotic?" Meng Hao really couldn't figure out the reason, and was hesitating, when he suddenly saw a long rainbow roaring in the distance, turning into a middle-aged man, this person looked arrogant, tall and burly, and after arriving, he asked loudly, and said that he wanted to become a guest.

Wu Hai was a little reluctant, but he still gave the person a token, and someone else came to take him away.

This scene happened in front of Meng Hao's eyes, which made Meng Hao's heart incredible, even more.

"Daoist friends haven't thought about it yet, come on, join our Wuda Ministry, a brilliant future awaits you!" Wuhai glanced at Meng Hao, saw Meng Hao's hesitant expression, and said with a smile.

"With the cultivation in the next place, after becoming a guest secretary of the Wuda Department, I don't know what I need to do?" Meng Hao asked with a hesitant expression.

"Daoyou's cultivation is not bad, my Keqing of the Wuda Department, generally speaking, during the assessment period, there are only two choices, one is to become a war cultivator, join the Keqing team, and become a member of it, depending on how much contribution to the tribe can reduce the time of the assessment period.

The other one,It's to raise low-level demons.,I think Daoyou is suitable for the latter.,How's that.,There's no danger in raising a demon.,And once it's raised well.,It can also reduce the time of the assessment period.,And this monster is every member of the tribe after the coming-of-age ceremony.,Everything you need to have.,When the time comes, it's indispensable to go to you.。

This brother, listen to me Wuhai, absolutely right. Wuhai patted his chest. Said loudly.

Meng Hao's eyes flashed imperceptibly. The word "alien demon". Let him think of those fierce beasts and Si Long outside the Holy Snow City, and when he muttered, Meng Hao thought of a description in the introduction of the Western Desert tribe in the jade slip.

In the Western Desert, the strength of a tribe depends on three aspects, one is the population, but the number of alien demons. The third is the cultivation of the strong, and the strength of these three aspects determines whether a tribe is strong or not.

It can be seen the importance of alien demons to the Western Desert tribe.

Thinking of this, Meng Hao made a decision in his heart, no matter whether it was inconceivable to enter the Wuda Department and become a guest, whether there was any secret in it that he didn't know about the Dao, but since he came, there was no reason to retreat.

Just as he was about to nod, suddenly Meng Hao's heart moved, and he glanced at the sky.

That's when it happened. Four long rainbows roared in the sky, and there were four Western Desert monks in these four long rainbows. They distanced themselves from each other and looked at each other coldly, but they walked together and went straight to the Uda tribe.

Wu Hai also saw these four Changhong, his face changed, and he immediately spoke to Meng Hao urgently.

"How about brother, quickly agree, join me in the Uda Division......" Before he finished speaking, four long rainbows in the sky immediately roared.

"Don't be in a hurry to agree, my Ukrainian army is your best choice!"

"Nonsense, I'm the strongest!"

"You all shut up, my Wudou Department is the orthodoxy of the Wu God!" The four Changhong who came turned into four figures, all of them looked like they were about thirty years old, and all of them were building foundations, and they were speaking one after another.

Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and he smiled and spoke.

Wu Hai was furious and looked at the four of them, with unkindness in his eyes.

"What's the matter, it's not possible to start a battle of the black gods here today!" Wuhai took a step forward, and the cultivation exploded, and the four people who came laughed and stepped forward one after another.

"Don't blame me, it was the people from the Wudou Department who went to me first, so that the other tribes that the two of us went to went to go around, didn't this come to your tribe. ”

"Damn, every year when it's time to recruit Keqing, these tribes do everything they can, fighting each other openly and secretly, and robbing each other of Keqing. Wu Hai was angry in his heart, but he had no choice, he had done a lot of this in the past few days.

"This fellow Daoist, don't listen to them, I, the Wuyan Tribe, is the most powerful tribe, and as a guest of the Wuyan Tribe, you can enjoy more treatment, which is definitely much better than here. Of the four, someone again was persuaded.

With Meng Hao's experience, he naturally saw the problems between these tribes at a glance, smiled slightly at this moment, and simply took two steps back and did not participate in it.

"Okay, let's have a battle of the black gods to decide which tribe this fellow Daoist will become!" Wu Hai sneered, and when his cultivation was scattered, he spoke word by word.

The other four people also looked at each other with solemn expressions.

At this moment, many of the tribesmen of the Wuda tribe saw this scene, and they came one after another, surrounding them, but they did not want to make a move, but showed interest, as if this scene was accustomed to them at the same time, it also represented fun.

"The Great War of the Dark Gods? It's just an opportunity to take a look at the differences between these five tribes. Meng Hao thought for a moment and took a few steps back again, but he was a little puzzled in his heart, why the clansmen around him all looked so relaxed.

"This time, my Wu Bing Department came first, the Wu Bing Department, the first tribe of the Wu God clan, the totem demon soldiers, inherited the entire land of the Western Desert, the Western Desert is the only one for the Wu soldiers, the entire Western Desert, who else can I be!" The monk of the Wu Bing Department stepped forward and spoke proudly.

"I, the Wudou Division, is the orthodox of the Wushen clan, a totem fighting demon, and I have mastered the land of the Western Desert in my right hand, who can compete with it!"

"Shameless!!"

"It's so shameless, you actually describe your tribe like this!!" Several people around him immediately cursed in their hearts, Meng Hao frowned on the side, he felt that this black god battle was completely different from what he thought.

"Hmph, orthodox or unorthodox, I only know that when the Wushen tribe has not yet grown, only the Wuyan tribe exists, and the flames burn the earth, burning the entire Western Desert for 100,000 years, it is the ancestor of my Wuyan tribe!"

"What are you guys, the sky and the earth are big, the reason why the West Desert is called the West Desert is because of the existence of my Wudian tribe, and because of our existence, there is the West Desert!"

As several people spoke one after another, Meng Hao's expression became more and more strange, and he sighed again and again in his heart, he found out that the reason why there were onlookers around this so-called Wushen War was because it was a braggart war!

It's not a spell, it's not a cultivation, it's bragging.

In front of Keqing, see which tribe's clansmen brag enough......

Meng Hao coughed dryly, this kind of competition was unheard of before.

"What are you worth, I, Wudabu, inherit the Western Desert, master the Qiankun, the totem tree, and support the Western Desert Heaven. Wu Hai roared, but whether it was momentum or words, it was obviously inferior to the others, and as soon as the words were spoken, they immediately ushered in four contemptuous glances.

Meng Hao shook his head secretly, Wu Hai's words did not conform to the principle of bragging, and he fell to the lower level, coughing dryly at this moment, and hugged his fists towards several people.

"Thank you for your love, but after the most descent, I decided to choose the Wuda Department. Meng Hao smiled and bowed with his fists.

Wu Hai immediately perked up, but the other people had ugly faces.

"Could it be that Daoist friends look down on my Wuyan Department?"

"That's right, don't you look down on us and others, if there is no Black God War, it's just that, since the war has begun, which one you choose, you need to make sense!"

The four of them immediately looked at Meng Hao, revealing displeasure.

Meng Hao's face was a little shy, he felt the need to let these people know what it meant to brag.

Boasting is an eternal law between heaven and earth, it has always existed since the beginning of life, no life can escape its claws, no monk can not be deceived by it.

It knows everything, and it lasts forever.

Meng Hao coughed, the shyness on his face was still there, but in addition to this shyness, there was another layer of sacredness.

"The reason why I chose Udabe ......"

"Wuda Department, it is the Western Desert Heaven, it has mastered the totem of the big tree, that tree, it is the spring and autumn tree, it is the ancient building wood, and it is the ancient bridge of heaven and earth!

In its eyes, the entire Western Desert is just a flicker in the long river of years, and the whole earth in its heart is just an occasional awakening in countless awakenings.

Mastering the eternity of time and controlling the four seasons of heaven and earth, this is the Wuda Division!" When Meng Hao's voice echoed, the four coming Western Desert monks were stunned, and at this moment, their hearts seemed to be shaken by some kind of force, which made their scalps numb, and they looked at Meng Hao's expression, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Shameless!!"

"It's so shameless, I've never seen such a shameless one, and he's not a member of the Wuda tribe, so he actually described the Wuda tribe as such an exaggerated!!"

"Damn, according to his spells, isn't this Uda tribe even more powerful than most of the Wu gods, and unfathomable, shameless!!"

When these four people cursed frantically in their hearts, Wu Hai's eyes widened, and he suddenly felt a little blushing, and the people of the Wuda tribe around him also showed incredulity in their eyes, and they were quiet.

"The big tree of Wudabu, it gave birth to countless lives, the reason why there is a Tang Dynasty in the east is because the big tree of Wudabu dripped the spring of life, and the bleakness of the Qiang flute in the northern desert is because of the frowning gaze of the big tree of Wudabu.

And the reason why the southern region is rich is because the big tree of the Wuda tribe will reward a grain of soil, as for the western desert...... This is the hometown of the Udabe tree, and this is the home of the Udabe!

Wudabu, it is great, it is sacred, it is the heaven of the Western Desert, it is the cloud of the Southern Regions, it is the worship of the Northern Desert, it is the saint of the Eastern Land. Meng Hao's voice contained a wealth of emotions, and when it echoed at this moment, Wu Hai's face turned even redder, his expression was a little trance, and a question subconsciously arose in his mind.

"He's talking about Udabe?"

Not only did Wuhai have this idea, but the people of the surrounding Wuda tribe also looked strange, but they couldn't help but get excited. (To be continued......)