The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

There is a very large site in Qiuyu Tribe City. At this moment, many people are sitting on the ground, talking and laughing with each other. Obviously some people know each other.

Of course, there are also lone rangers, sitting there with their eyes closed, pranayama, as if no strangers will enter, waiting for the opening of the bartering convention.

Xia Tuo came to take a look, and suddenly understood that this bartering meeting should be in the same format as an auction. A group of people bid, and whoever puts out the things with high value will get the things.

He found a place with few people to sit down, and the deer sat down next to him. Unexpectedly, the old man Feng Xian also sat cross-legged next to him. He didn't look like an outsider, as if he was dependent on him.

"Oh, old man Feng, long time no see."

A majestic voice rang in his ears. An old man walked from behind, walking swiftly, with black hair casually draped over his shoulders, with wrinkles on his face, but there was a young man's red face, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

"Dongshan Jue, you came quite early."

Feng Xian tilted his head and glanced, then smiled.

At this moment, Xia Tuo also heard the identity of the visitor from the surrounding crowd, Dongshan Jue, the master of the middle Dongshan tribe, and a warrior in the Heavenly Vessel.

The patriarch of the middle tribe seemed to be very familiar with the old man next to him. Obviously, this old man should also be a warrior of the Celestial Vein Realm, so it is possible that he was also the head of the clan.

"Old man Feng is still digging the ruins of broken stones, I still said that, come to my east mountain, you can choose the position."

"I've long been used to going to and from the mountains."

Feng Xian waved his hand and said softly.

In the end, Dong Shan absolutely left, but he took a deep look at Xia Tuo.

This made Xia Tuo very surprised, I have to say that a piece of gold shines everywhere.

"An old friend."

Feng Xian turned his head and smiled at Xia Tuo.

Xia Tuo raised his eyes, slandering in his heart, showing off, it won't take long, Xiaoye is also a Celestial Realm fighter, younger than you.

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Seeing pitiful Tian, ​​in the old man Feng Xian's heart, there is absolutely no intention to show off. He felt that since Xia Tuo came from that palace, there would be no Tianmai fighters.

Seeing Xia Tuo's eyelids blinked and nodded slightly, there was no other expression, making Feng Xian feel that his guess was getting more and more correct. The master of the middle tribe didn't cause Xia Tuo's mood swings. He must have seen it frequently before. To Tianmai Warrior's sake.

Rumble!

Soon, there was a roar, and the clearing was already full of people. Only the middle place was empty. The head of the Qiyu tribe appeared. After a few words of greeting, he sat with a few middle-level tribe leaders.

The elder of Qiyu tribe began to preside over this bartering meeting.

I have to say that the Qiuyu tribe is worthy of being a middle-class tribe. The things that they took out really made Xia Tuo greedy, and Harazi was about to stay.

The first thing Qiuyu tribe brought out, the sound transmission witch talisman, totaled two pieces, and they could transmit sound to each other far away from Chongshan.

With this gadget, the Xia Tribe Witch Palace cannot be made right now. This is a masterpiece of the Qiuyu Tribe Witch.

Can't afford it, Xia Tuo chose to close his eyes and not look, so as not to have corns in his eyes.

"This thing is very impractical, and fifty hybrid beast cores are needed. This is crazy."

The old man Feng Xian was talking about the sound transmission witch talisman, his eyes looked at garbage.

Xia Tuo could only drool at each of the following objects, unable to change it.

There are a lot of mussel beads in the bag that the deer is carrying, but in comparison, there are only dozens of beast cores. He came to the market to see if he could change something that would help the development of the tribe. .

However, the bartering meeting is full of high-end goods, and he is obviously a soft-shelled turtle who has just stepped out of the mountain forest, and has not adapted to the environment outside the mountain for a while.

Five years, five full years, how many hybrid animal cores have to be thrown.

His heart hurts when he thinks of this.

Suddenly, Xia Tuo's eyes fell on the four majestic figures in the front. This was the real organizer of the market and the master of the four middle-level tribes.

The four medium-sized tribes in the southern wasteland of the Wangu Mountains, Qiuyu, Nanshan, Dongshan, and Qinghu, each have tens of thousands of people.

Seeing Xia Tuo's gaze turned to the four figures in the front, Feng Xian suddenly said: "These four guys under the guise of the market are not to discuss how to resist the northern expansion of the upper black crow department."

"The big demon is torturing, when will the tribal internal fighting cease?"

Xia Tuo said softly, squinting his eyes.

Fengxian's expression condensed, and his eyes widened to Xia Tuo.

"You~~~"

"The frontier wasteland has fallen, and my human civilization has fallen, and the people of my human palace are self-reliant in restoring my human clothing and inheriting civilization. However, the tribes are still fighting each other and the inheritance is lacking. It is difficult to inherit human civilization."

Xia Tuo's expression of sorrow and pity, every word of regret.

The deer behind this scene was stunned for a moment. He remembered that it was like this when the patriarch and the elder of the Dafeng tribe met for the first time.

After a lapse of several years, the patriarch started to work again.

Miss Na.

Xia Tuo, with a sad expression on his face, looked at Fengxian, and shook his head and said, "Don't say it, don't say it, I'm sorry."

Feng Xian on the side is in awe.

Rendian, Rendian, it's no wonder that you dare to use this name, and it is worthy of the name!

Inheriting the Terran attire and recreating the Terran civilization, this is a good man of the Terran.

After three hundred years of wind and leisure in the mountains, I felt like I was wasted for so many years.

"I don't know where the Human Palace is, the old man wants to visit the ancestors in the temple."

Xia Tuo shook his head, his expression unchanged, and said, "You ancestors traveled everywhere, looking for the traces of the great demon outside. If the great demon is not eliminated, how can the inheritance continue.

"Oh oh."

Feng Xian nodded his head, feeling even more wasted.

It turns out that there are so many powerful people in the human race, working hard for the inheritance of the human race.

As a warrior of the Celestial Vein Realm, he is arrogant to be a strong man of the same rank. Few know the history of the frontier than he is. For a long time, he has been haunting the ancient ruins and found too many fragments of historical sites and sporadic records. A lot of information.

Big demon.

Without exception, such a terrifying existence is recorded in those ancient ruins.

It was the great demon that caused the current ending of this mountain and wild. It is precisely because of this that he has become more and more accustomed to wandering alone, disdain to join any tribe.

"The little brother came out not just to travel as simple as possible."

"I can't hide it from my brother. Traveling is only one of them. The more important thing is to come out and have a look."

Xia Tuo pondered for a moment and then said: "Don't hide the truth from the old brother, the younger brother is not only the elder of the palace, but also the head of a small tribe deep in the mountains."

Seeing Feng Xian looking at herself in surprise, Xia Tuo's expression did not change at all.

The deer behind him was amazed. What happened to the patriarch, even revealed his own old story.

"The little brother feels that the elders in the palace are looking for the traces of the big demon. There are many little brothers, not many little ones, and a lot of little ones. The little brother wants to find a different way and find a way to inherit the human civilization."

"So a few years ago, I gathered some scattered people in the mountains and formed a small tribe. I wanted to see if I could find another way."

Xia Tuo's words made the old man Feng Xian stunned for a moment, bragging, true or false, false is true and true and false, this is the highest state of bragging.

Lu sat silently behind him and gave his family thirty-two praises.

The patriarch is really beautiful, so that people who have experienced him feel the same as the real.

"What the little brother did made the old man ashamed."

After a long time, Feng Xian's mouth moved, and such a sentence popped out.

"Isn't the ambition high, the older brother is still very young."

Xia Tuo squinted and said softly.

Celestial pulse realm warrior, come to the bowl.

For a while, Xia Tuo didn't even bother to watch the bartering conference, and the old man He Feng leaned together, teasing his head and muttering.

"By the way, Brother Feng, can you come across any weird places when you go north and south."

Hearing this, Feng Xian showed a touch of contemplation, and said with a wry smile: "The wild land is so big, and there are countless dangerous places. There are so many weird places."

"Look at me."

Xia Tuo pretended to be embarrassed and showed a touch of apology, and then said: "A demon, he is a demon, he is so charming, innocent, cruel, cruel and tyrannical. Everything can be transformed into a demon. He is accustomed to hiding in the mountains. I opened my mouth and thought of the demon. Forgive me, brother, let's watch the bartering conference."

Xia Tuo stopped talking just enough. He really couldn't make up anymore. These true and false words were enough for Old Feng to digest.

Obviously, the old man Feng's mind is no longer in the bargaining meeting.

At the moment, the chief elder of the Qiuyu tribe in the forefront, he was holding a piece of ore, and the surface was inlaid with azure blue crystals, and the sun was shining like water waves flowing.

Azure water iron.

The best material for making witch soldiers, worth one hundred hybrid beast cores.

Yes, I can't afford it again. Xia Tuo is very sad. I really don't know that I am a turtle without going out.

"Shui Changdong!"

Suddenly, a majestic voice resounded across the sky, blasting in everyone's ears, shocking the many soldiers gathered around.

Shui Changdong, ask for the name of the Lord of the Yu tribe, who is so bold and dare to call the name of Shui Changdong.

For a moment, Xia Tuo saw that the leaders of the four major tribes in front were all getting up, and the depressive aura on his body began to rise, and a vaguely large river-like air current phantom surrounded his body, surging like waves.

call out!

The next moment, I saw the eagle screaming and howling above the sky, the big eagle spreading its wings and golden light, and the wind whistling between the feathers, hovering above the sky.

And on top of the golden eagle stood a very tall man.

Suddenly, the billowing momentum poured down from the sky, crushing everyone to their feet, one by one unable to get up.

Shui Changdong and the three people around him glanced at each other, and then said aloud: "I didn't expect that in the barren land of the Northern Wilderness, I would attract the Seventh Elder of the Black Crow Department to come, really flattered."

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The golden eagle cried with a harsh voice. Many people in the Qiuyu tribe directly roared in their ears and fell to the ground with bleeding from the corners of their mouths.

A true pure-blooded fierce beast, comparable to a human warrior.

"Shui Changdong, Dongshan Jue, Qing Shui Yao, Nanshan Mu, why not go to my Black Crow Tribe to meet you!"