Journey to the West: I am a Jailer in Heaven

Jiu Yao left.

Jiang Yueling turned back to his seat, planning to think about how to help the Jiufeng tribe improve its strength.

His own strength must be enough.

The physical body has been tempered by the blood essence of more than a dozen powerful races and the nine-turn golden elixir, and already possesses the power of a great witch.

No fear of other tribal shamans at all.

And in Jiu Tao's memory, the witch masters of other tribes are the strongest, and they are all sky witches like him.

Even his strength can be ranked in the top ten.

This shows how weak the Wu Clan is in Jiutao's generation.

"Give the elixir directly? No, it's easy to reveal your identity."

Jiang Yueling touched his chin.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, flipped his palm, and took out a Nine-Turn Golden Pill.

"One piece of this thing can make ordinary people become immortals. If you crush it and put it in water, let the young witches of the tribe drink it for ten days and half a month. No matter what, there will be a breakthrough."

A few Nine-Turn Golden Pills can make a King Kong indestructible, and it is definitely an excellent cultivation resource for the Wu Clan.

"Just do it."

Thinking of this, Jiang Yueling had already made up his mind.

Although the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir is precious, it belongs to someone else.

After drawing the lottery for more than two years, he now has hundreds of Nine Rank Golden Pills.

Not afraid of waste at all.

Another one, this thing doesn't have that much effect on him.

Keeping it is also dust, it is better to let it play its due role.

"Witch Master, Zhu Yan, the witch master of the Zhurong Tribe, is visiting."

At this moment, a clansman knocked on the door to report.

Jiang Yueling frowned, took the golden pill, and said in surprise, "Zhurong Tribe? What are you here for?"

"Is it because of the competition?"

"But this competition, isn't it based on strength?"

Jiang Yueling thought for a while, and then said to the people outside the palace: "Please Zhu Yan, Witch Lord, come in."

"Yes."

The clansman responded and left.

A moment later, outside the stone hall, there was a rumbling cold snort.

"Jiu Tao, do you think you are already the leader? Do you still want me to go in to meet you? I think you have forgotten your position in the tribal witch lord."

Jiang Yueling frowned immediately, "Good guy, he is indeed the witch leader of the Zhurong tribe. Speaking of which, this guy looks more like a witch tribe than Jiutao."

"There is no other reason, an absolute reckless one."

Jiang Yueling got up, straightened his linen clothes, and walked out slowly.

……

Outside the stone hall.

A middle-aged burly man, wearing a scarlet fur fur suit and animal boots, exuded a violent scorching aura all over his body.

Behind him, there were a few similarly dressed people, who were obviously also Wu clan of the Zhurong tribe.

The Wu tribe of the Jiufeng tribe dared not speak out on both sides.

It was a very humiliating thing for Zhu Yan to speak to their witch master in such a tone.

But they also knew how strong Zhu Yan was in the Wu Clan, so they didn't dare to say anything more.

Jiang Yueling couldn't help narrowing his eyes, and said with a faint smile, "Zhu Yan, what are you going to do today? It's not just to show off in my Jiufeng tribe, is it?"

Zhu Yan snorted coldly: "Where is your Jiufeng tribe worthy of my bragging rights? I'm here to tell you that in the two competitions in a month's time, if your Jiufeng tribe meets my Zhurong tribe, then you will directly admit defeat."

"The interval between the two matches is not long. If I play hard in each match, it will inevitably affect my performance later on."

"So, I have already made an agreement with some tribal shamans, and I will directly admit defeat when I meet the Zhurong tribe."

"Now you are left with the Nine Phoenix Tribe."

Jiang Yueling couldn't help but looked at Zhu Yan with a strange look on his face, this guy has a pretty good head.

what is this?Thin in the rough?

In Jiu Tao's memory, Zhu Yan and Xingfeng from the Xingtian tribe are the strongest among the current witch masters.

Both of them have the power of the Great Witch.

If it was said who was most likely to be the winner before Jiang Yueling appeared, it would definitely be the two of them.

As for who it is, it depends on factors other than strength.

After all, their strength is almost the same.

It's no wonder that Zhu Yan would do such a thing.

Seeing that Jiang Yueling didn't speak, Zhu Yan's face darkened immediately, and he said coldly: "Jiu Tao, what are you thinking? I don't have time to wait for you to think about it here."

Jiang Yueling smiled, "There's no need to think about it, because my attitude towards choosing a leader has always been very clear."

"So your answer is yes?"

Zhu Yan frowned.

The corner of Jiang Yueling's mouth raised, "Of course not. To be honest, I have always felt that, except for me, you are not qualified to be the leader of the Wu clan."

"What did you say?"

Zhu Yan's face suddenly changed.

"Don't say good things twice. If you have nothing else to do, you can leave now and don't send it off."

Jiang Yueling smiled faintly and stood with his hands behind his back.

Immediately, the surrounding Jiufeng tribe and Zhurong tribe were stunned.

He looked at Jiang Yueling in surprise.

When did their witch master become so tough?
Or, did he always want to be the leader of the Wu Clan?

Hearing Jiang Yueling's words, Zhu Yan's face immediately became very ugly, and he couldn't help clenching his fists.

"You bastard, how dare you talk to me like that, Jiutao, have you forgotten what happened when you lost to me?"

Jiang Yueling sneered, "It was at the beginning, but it's not the beginning now. I lost to you at the time, and you were indeed the best, but we haven't fought much for thousands of years. You don't think that my current strength is still better than yours. weak?"

"If you really think so, then I can only say that you are really naive."

"I would like to advise you, if you have time to threaten me or the witch lords of other tribes here, why not use this time to raise your own strength."

"Before the end of the province, it was eliminated by other tribes."

"You know, fate is impermanent, and some things are hard to predict."

"you!"

Zhu Yan's face turned red, she never expected Jiang Yueling to say such a thing.

Almost completely denying his current strength, belittling him to an extremely low level.

For Zhu Yan, who has always been proud, this is simply a great shame.

"Bastard, I abolished you."

Zhu Yan clenched his fist, and a hot divine fire burst out of his body in an instant, wanting to hit Jiang Yueling angrily.

Just at this moment, the expressions of several earth witches from the Zhu Rong tribe beside him changed and stopped him immediately.

"Witch Lord, don't be impulsive, don't forget the rules set by the Great Elder."

"Before the leader is elected, if there is a private fight, it will be considered to be disqualified regardless of the overall situation."

Swish!
Zhu Yan's fist stopped, and it creaked, and he stared at Jiang Yueling firmly, the anger in his eyes almost gushing out.

Not long after, he gritted his teeth and slammed to the ground.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was an earth shaking.

Accompanied by a burst of smoke and dust, a huge deep pit immediately appeared on the square in front of the Nine Phoenix Tribal Witch Lord's Hall.