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Chapter 1518 The High Priest of the Psychic Saint

The mountain-like old man just looked at Big Gray Wolf: "Lord Wolf, we can't lose in this aspect."

The Great Wolf Lord nodded, with a hint of anger and anxiety in his eyes: "But in full view of everyone, how can we explain it?"

The Great Elder finally looked away from Big Gray Wolf: "It is not a prairie wolf."

The Great Wolf Lord was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up: "What the Great Elder means is..."

"This is not approved by the Wolf God." The great elder said slowly.

The Great Wolf Lord immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Not long after, Batulu, who got off the chariot, raised his hands to stop the noise and said loudly: "The great elder sensed the blood of the wolf god. This creature is not of the prairie wolf clan and cannot be counted."

The scene fell silent for a moment, and then started to talk.

Jiang Fan also frowned, what the hell is going on? He finally won, but he was judged by his bloodline.

This incident was immediately strongly protested by Meng Yi and others, but the Great Elder said with certainty that the barbarians had a method of blood sacrifice that could identify the Gray Wolf as not being of steppe wolf blood. He even invited them to give it a try.

Jiang Fan's eyes darkened. Judging from the performance of the barbarians, they had 100% faith in the method of blood sacrifice, and Gray Wolf was indeed not a prairie wolf. If it were tested on the spot, he would be disqualified if he failed to do so.

But he didn't mean to be anxious at all. Instead, he looked at Batulu and said loudly: "The great elder opened his mouth and said no, then it is no? We still need to use our wolf blood as a sacrifice. If there is any manipulation, our wolf will be damaged.

Who will bear it?"

Batulu frowned: "Jiang, the great elder is the elder of my barbarian tribe, how can I just tell the truth!"

Jiang Fan shook his head: "The wolf we finally tamed cannot be handed over casually for the so-called blood sacrifice. We should find another way."

Batulu said in a deep voice: "Blood sacrifice is the most direct and fair method. What else is more reliable than blood sacrifice."

"Anyway, I just don't believe it. What should I do if you want to kill my wolf? Where can I go to reason? Besides, I don't think what the great elder says is reasonable. Who is the most qualified..."

He pointed at the Crescent Princess and said: "As far as I know, the only one on the grassland who has truly been blessed by the Wolf God is the Crescent Princess. Her words are more reliable than the Great Elder."

Batulu was a little angry: "You mean, let the princess come to check?"

Jiang Fan looked at him solemnly: "Isn't it possible? Ask everyone present, except Princess Crescent Moon, who else has really come into contact with the White Wolf God?"

When these words came out, the barbarians all agreed.

But Batulu sneered: "Your Highness, the princess, chooses a son-in-law based on military skills. How can she end up personally? It's unfair."

Jiang Fan curled his lips and said, "My lord, what you are saying is, will Her Highness the Princess favor our side?"

Batulu was speechless. No one could see this. After all, Jiang Fan and the others were from a foreign race.

At this moment, Princess Crescent Moon said: "What the talented people said just now is not entirely correct. Apart from me, there is also a high priest who has actually come into contact with the White Wolf God. His words are equally convincing."

Batulu was stunned for a moment, looked at Crescent Princess and frowned: "But the high priest meditates in Tianqi Mountain all year round..."

Princess Crescent Moon smiled slightly: "General, don't worry too much. The Fuli Conference is a grand gathering on the grassland. The White Wolf God of War is selected. The high priest... is also here."

Everyone was in an uproar. The shaman chief priest who rarely appeared in person actually came in person?

This is a legend among the barbarians. The status of the high priest is too high. Among the barbarians living on the grasslands today, he is the only one who is qualified to offer sacrifices to heaven and has the ability to communicate with the Immortal Heaven. Has he really come?

Batulu's eyes flashed sharply, and the Great Wolf Lord seemed a little unable to sit still. Even the mountain-like elder opened his eyes, revealing two rays of light.

"Why...why did he come?" The big wolf master's eyes were full of confusion.

The great elder was silent for a moment: "Your Majesty, you must respect him enough. If he really comes, please get out of the chariot to greet him."

The Great Wolf Lord looked deeply, but nodded slowly: "I understand, I understand..."

And at this time, a long wolf howl came from the distance, resounding throughout the entire grassland. In an instant, everything was silent, and all the giant wolves were prostrate on the ground. Even Qi Sha's four abnormal giant wolves were only slightly stunned.

Confused, he buried his head and lay low.

It's the White Wolf God...

This kind of power can only be possessed by the White Wolf God.

Who would have thought that before seeing the high priest, he would hear the roar of the White Wolf God first.

At this moment, everyone including the Great Wolf Lord and the Great Elder got off the chariot, and all the barbarians prostrated themselves on the ground, raising their hands to the sky with great piety.

Jiang Fan didn't bow, and neither did Feng Chen. Feng Chen glanced at Jiang Fan, then looked at the barbarian lying on the ground again, with a glint in his eyes.

This was a light full of enlightenment and greed. Of all the people present, only Jiang Fan could capture it.

To the northeast, a vast pressure gradually appeared, as if a ferocious beast was approaching.

Under everyone's nervous and excited gazes, a giant wolf with a silver body and red eyes slowly appeared on the horizon.

It’s the White Wolf God, it’s really the White Wolf God!ωωw..net

The barbarians were excited. Their emotion when facing the White Wolf God was not the same fear as facing other beasts, but infinite awe. Most of the barbarians would resist when faced with the attack of the giant wolf, but if they faced the White Wolf God, they would resist.

If they eat themselves as food, they will probably only feel that it is an honor bestowed by the Immortal God.

The Great Wolf Lord and others were also confused. Forget about the high priest, why did the White Wolf God suddenly arrive? This totem sacred beast did not even show its face even when the Great Wolf Lord ascended the throne. It was even the second time in this life that the Great Wolf Lord saw the White Wolf God with his own eyes.

, and I didn’t have close contact with him for the first time.

Seeing the arrival of the White Wolf God, he could not stand. He looked at each other and bowed respectfully to the great elder. If the high priest came, they would at most press their belly with one palm and bow down. But the White Wolf God belongs to all barbarians.

Faith, the representative of Changshengtian, the fighting partner of their ancestors, the totem sacred beast, even they can only do this.

Jiang Fan is different. At this moment, his white hair is sweating again. No, it's the high priest who is discussing with Xinyue. Why did he bring this ferocious beast here?

That's right, the reason he asked Princess Crescent for help was because of the high priest. When he really got to know Xinyue, he keenly felt that the high priest had a special relationship with Xinyue. It was obvious that the high priest was protecting Xinyue. So.

, Jiang Fan’s plan is to ask Xinyue to ask the high priest to help.

He also knew that Crescent Moon seemed to be able to communicate with the White Wolf God, but he had never seen anything like this before, and no one in the beast world was reliable.

Who would have thought that when the White Wolf God came and killed someone, was it Xinyue or the high priest who did it?

Facing this strange beast from the mountains and seas that he couldn't get along with, Jiang Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he was also praying, praying that the new moon would be more reliable.

Soon, the White Wolf God began to move this way, followed closely behind him by a pack of three thousand giant wolves.
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