The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

what!

The old man with long beard and the strong man felt that he had heard it wrong for a while.

silence!

The mountains and the sky howled, and there was no other sound at this moment.

Finally, the old man Changxu reacted and threw himself in front of Xia Tuo. If he really had a hand, he would have to choke Xia Tuo to death.

He stared and shouted, "Didn't you say it's a big tribe?"

Spreading his hands, Xia Tuo looked helpless, he was right.

The Xia tribe has not yet entered the ranks,

There are no warriors in the open mountain realm, so in the eyes of him and his people, the inferior tribe is the big tribe.

Is something wrong?

crazy!

At this moment, Qianshan definitely felt that he was going crazy.

Six hundred years.

Six hundred years.

The Daqian tribe has been annihilated by demons for 600 years, and there is no powerful tribe in the Eternal Mountain Range that has replaced Daqian!

What else to resist the big demon.

"Could it be that innocence is going to kill my eternal human race."

The strong man murmured in his voice, hoarse in the deep, even though he had persistence and unyielding in his eyes, he was forced to be defeated by reality.

Xia Tuo, who was leaning on the pile of rocks, suddenly felt a cold body, only feeling a bit of chill.

"Let's go."

Qianshan, with fluttering beard and hair, waved his hand, as if exhausted all his energy, his voice was low.

"I'm really gone."

Xia Tuo got up and took two steps, then looked back and saw that the two phantoms were still floating in the air, his expression sluggish, as if he had fallen into silence.

Sadness is greater than death, lost all hope, no more illusions.

After two steps, Xia Tuo stopped, his heart tickling like a cat, thinking of the human race in Jade Jue whose illusion was cut out of his heart, and the scene of the great tribe at this moment.

I became more and more curious about the'monster'.

"That... uh... uh."

He stopped, found a stone and sat down, looked at the two phantoms in front of him, and said, "Two ancestors, can you tell the younger generation what a demon is?"

Qian Shan decided to stroke his beard, floating on the void, looked at Xia Tuo, and shook his head again.

"Knowing that it will only increase your troubles, won't you live for a few days?"

"cough."

Originally thought that the old man was going to say, he didn't expect that such a sentence would make Xia Tuo almost spray him.

"Isn't a monster a monster, as if someone doesn't know."

"You know the demon?"

Qian Shanlie nodded and said to himself: "Yes, the demon slaying order is in your hands. You should know the horror of the demon."

"wrong."

At this time, the old man Qianshan shook his head, and if the young man in front of him knew that Yu Jue was the demon-killing order, it would not have been the same.

He hurriedly said: "Where did you get this piece of jade?"

"Pick it up."

Hearing this, Qian Shanlie and Qian Shan twitched.

Play that with us.

They suspected that Xia Tuo was teasing them, but there was no evidence.

The human race's demon killing order can only be made by the most powerful warrior of the human race after beheading the big monster, using the blood of the monster as the guide and the bones of the monster.

This is a symbol of blessing the inheritance and reproduction of the wild human race.

"A demon, he's a humorous man who drinks blood, is charming, has a weak nature and is cruel and tyrannical."

"Everything in the world can be a demon, the spirits of vegetation, beasts and psychics, and insects and ants can be psychics."

"My ministry was destroyed by the big demon."

...

"Just now you always said that this is the Border Demon Realm, and there is no escape. Could it be that we live with the Monster Race?"

Qianshan shook his head and floated to Xia Tuo's body, sitting down like a flesh and blood body.

"Yes or not, a long time ago, this vast and wild land we lived in was called a border desert. As for how it was passed down, it is impossible to explore.

"The demon is just a general term, not related to the ethnic group. Many big demons live alone, come and go without a trace, and feed on the human tribe at will. I have tens of thousands of tribes, and I die at the hands of the demon overnight.

"What kind of monster is this."

Xia Tuo's eyes flashed with astonishment, just like the monsters played in Journey to the West, they were very cannibalistic.

"do not know."

Qian Shan Jue glanced at Qian Shanlie, and a strong resentment erupted from the two of them. Many of them died in the hands of the Great Demon, but they did not see what the Great Demon looked like.

The demon is invisible, coming and going without a trace, if it were not for the help of the tribal totem, the two of them would not be able to keep the remnant soul.

The reason why Qingman Mountain is like this is because the Great Thousand Wizard opened a witch formation with the Great Thousand Totem as an array, and the great demon turned into a black cloud and disappeared in the depths of the forest.

The great sorcerer died at exhaustion, and the two of them had grievances in their hearts, and they were immortal, relying on the remaining sorcerers to survive until today.

"Is that demon gone?"

Xia Tuo looked nervously at the two phantoms in front of him. This was the most important thing. The medium tribes were all destroyed overnight, and his Xia tribe might not be enough for the big demon to breathe.

"No."

Qianshan shook his head.

"I can feel it licking its wounds in the depths of the mountains, covering a thousand parts of me back then, how can it retreat all over."

Qianshan Lieyi robe hunting in the light and shadow, the whole body was burning like a blue flame, and the sound was like muffled thunder.

"I gave that damn big demon a blow at the cost of clan blood."

"My boy."

Lowering his head slightly, Xia Tuo felt her little heart plop, and the demon did not leave.

No, I will move to the tribe when I go back. I don’t need land or food.

go.

The farther you go, the better.

"The frontier demon is raging, where can he go?"

Seeing the constant changes in Xia Tuo's expression, Qian Shanjue gave a sneer.

"Don't lie to me, I'm the patriarch."

Xia Tuo raised his head and said, he felt so irritable. He was so awkward that he could honestly plant the land in the tribe. Why did he come to find the remains of the tribe.

There is no totem without a totem pole.

There is no chanting without witchcraft.

Contented people are always happy, right?

I have to make one, pleated.

Just when Qian Shanlie and Qian Shan shook their heads, they suddenly heard Xia Tuo's voice again.

"Since the big demon is so terrible, or else you should give all the pots, pots, witchcraft weapons, etc. left by the Daqian tribe to the younger generation. Maybe after the development of our Xia tribe, what else can you do? Where's the bullshit demon?"

"With you and your tribe?"

Qian Shanlie was suspicious.

Qian Shan Jue directly pulled his beard.

Do you think the big demon is made of clay?

"Now the area of ​​the Eternal Mountain Range is clanging poorly, and the things of the Daqian tribe are rotten in the mountains, and there will be no chance to deal with the big demon in the future."

Xia Tuo continued with a sincere expression that he thought was the best, and said, "Isn't it true that the two ancestors don't want to avenge the clansmen anymore, they will pass on to the younger generation, there is still some chance of revenge."

Seeing that the two figures were unmoved by what he said, Xia Tuo's words changed, and said: "There are countless small tribes deep in the mountains. They are all of the same ethnic origin. They are all descendants of the tribe under the rule of the Daqian tribe. what."

"By the way, if you don't believe me, why don't you believe in the demon-killing order, but he followed me, and he won't be able to leave."

Xia Tuo, who was irritated, waved Yu Jue, Qian Shan Jue said, "Zhu Yao Ling has to have long legs if he wants to go."

"The witch hall is at the back, and inside is the witchcraft inherited by the wizards of the Daqian tribe."

At this time, Qian Shanlie, who had not spoken, said aloud that he was the patriarch of the Daqian tribe. The blood of the tribe died at his hands. Perhaps it was not a crime of war, and how could there be no hatred.

The great demon is rampant in the mountains and can eat human tribes at will. Human inheritance is not easy, but the vast border and waste land has been reduced to a food ground for the great demon. This is the sorrow that belongs to the human race.

"Thank you senior."

Suddenly Xia Tuo bowed quickly.

Witchcraft.

This is a witchcraft inherited from a middle-class tribe that can be practiced as a wizard.

The sorcerer, sorcerer, and tribal sorcerer are no more than the realm of sorcerers.

"Take everything else you can use."

Waved his hand, Qian Shanlie phantom trembled, drifting towards the broken Totem Palace.

"If it is possible to save more compatriot blood, it will be difficult for the human race in the border and wasteland."

Qianshan Jue also shook his head. Although they were immortal, they couldn't leave the tribe resident and return, and they could only wander around the Totem Palace.

Sometimes it's even more uncomfortable to live in such an undead situation. Every day I look at the ruined tribe, and the bones lying in all directions are all of my own people. This feeling tears the soul.

With few words, Qianshan Jue also floated back to the Totem Palace, waiting for six hundred years, but it was such a result, it was unavoidable to be extremely disappointed.

Xia Tuo bowed again toward the Totem Hall. He turned and walked outside the Qianshan Tribe. He didn't go to the Witch Hall first to get witchcraft, but came outside the tribe and awakened the tribe.

"Converge all the visible bones."

Bringing the deer into the Daqian tribe again, the people of the tribe stared wide-eyed at this moment, looking at the white bones of the tribe, a little creepy.

Fortunately, there is Xia Tuo, after a period of adaptation, one by one reacted.

After giving orders to the clansmen, Xia Tuo came to the outside of the Totem Hall and clasped his fists.

"Two seniors, the inheritance of Daqian has no repayment for the time being. Xia Tuodai, the head of the Xia tribe, buried the remains of Daqian ancestors."

Looking at the Totem Hall, I found that the cyan light in the dumped Totem Hall was lit up, and the figure was whirling.

"It's safe to enter the earth!"

...

"It's safe to enter the earth~"

After a long time, there was a sigh from the depths of the Totem Hall, bitter and unspeakable.

Daqian tribe, as a medium-sized tribe, had more than 20,000 people and more than 20 warriors in the open mountain realm before it was destroyed.

To know a totem warrior in the open mountain realm is enough to support an inferior tribe. What is the concept of more than twenty open mountain warriors.

There are even more powerful Heavenly Vein Realm warriors than Kaishan Realm warriors, as well as wizards comparable to Heavenly Vein Realm.

The entire destruction of such a tribe made Xia Tuo sigh with emotion.

With so many bones, it is really not easy to converge.

He buried the bones of all the tribesmen of the Daqian tribe outside the Totem Hall, and set up a ten-foot-tall monument.

In fact, there is no reason to do all this, that is, Xia Tuo feels that more than 20,000 people of the ethnic group have suffered such a disaster and deserves sympathy, and the tree monument leaves some thoughts.

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