The genius of the ancient God's descendant

Lu Ming stayed in the eighth tribe, waiting for the blood pool to open.

Every tribe of the descendants of ancient gods had a blood pool, but it couldn't be opened at any time. Because the energy of the blood pool was limited, the opening time was fixed.

It would open once every 100 years.

Lu Ming wandered around the eighth tribe and unknowingly came to a wide open space. At this time, his path was blocked.

More than ten young men, each of them burly and dark-skinned, blocked Lu Ming's path.

He was an expert of the younger generation in the eighth tribe.

"Lu Ming, I heard that you're the descendant of an ascetic?"

A young man with a square face and a height of about two meters stared at Lu Ming and asked.

"Not bad!"

Lu Ming nodded.

there's always a rumor that every ascetic has extremely powerful combat strength that far surpasses his peers. I wonder if this rumor is true. Today, we'll see it for ourselves.