The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Dozens of candlelights leaped, illuminating the entire hall in an instant, and the large pillars were carved with primitive animal patterns and stood in the hall.

A white jade stone bed stands on a high stone platform directly above the main hall. The white jade stone bed is carved with dragons and phoenixes, and the pattern of the Buddha statue exudes majesty.

A pair of pitch-black armor sat on the stone bed like this. On the right side was a beast-shaped armor, also pitch black as ink. On the left side was a stone spear, more than a meter high, with mottled blood on the spearhead.

clatter!clatter!clatter!

Xia Tuo walked into the stone hall and approached the stone platform. He carefully looked at the armor, his face was pushed to the top of his head, and it was vaguely visible that it was a hideous animal face.

This armor also has the animal-shaped armor beside him, including the stone spear, which is exactly the same as that worn by the middle-aged soldier on the stone statue outside the house.

Hum!

Then, Xia Tuo saw black light emerging from the hollow black armor pockets, and an illusory figure emerged from the void, accompanied by a strong purple light. Vaguely, he also heard a rumbling sound in his ears. The sound of war drums.

The towering breath gave him a feeling of being overwhelmed. It was a force far beyond the Heavenly Vein Realm, and the black armor sitting on the stone bed lived like this.

The illusory shadow gradually solidified in the armor, and the exposed body became bronzed, supporting the entire armor.

The appearance of this figure is exactly the same as the stone statue he saw outside the house.

The figure slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, two bright purple lights burst out, hitting two beams of light in the void.

"Six thousand years."

The middle-aged man's voice echoed in the hall, and the purple light in his eyes overflowed, exuding a breath of vicissitudes.

Although the middle-aged man had reduced his breath, Xia Tuo still felt a mighty force pressing on him, which was too powerful.

The pressure of the stalwart was everywhere, crowded from all directions, so that he could hardly breathe.

"Where are you from?"

The purple light beam fell on Xia Tuo's body, and the mighty force squeezed around disappeared all at once, which made Xia Tuo relieved.

The strong human race finally finished with emotion and noticed him.

The next step is to follow the steps, he is familiar with this scene.

"Senior, junior is a native of the Eternal Mountain Range."

"The most powerful tribe that has been pushed up by the Wangu Mountains for 600 years is the Daqian tribe, a medium tribe."

"The juniors are considered to have inherited some of the inheritance of the Daqian tribe, and now the tribe is considered to be among the middle tribes."

"The younger generation got the decree to kill the demon by chance. Over the years, they have also killed some little demon in the depths of the mountains, all of which were transformed by the blood and bones of the great demon.

"Yao Yao's blood and bones are incarnations of thousands, hidden in the depths of the mountains and plains, living as human tribes."

"Nowadays, most tribes don't know the rumors of the demon in the Wangu Mountains and even the Tuze Wasteland outside the mountains. The clan records of the Wangu tribe have long been lost, and few people know the uncle of Wangu.

...

Lest the predecessors don't know the current situation, and haven't asked any questions, Xia Tuo will do it, just like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, telling everything he knows.

After all, let seniors ask, isn’t it troublesome!

"The Great Demon Cavern!"

In an instant, the voice of the middle-aged man rang in his ears, and the mighty force that disappeared in the next moment came again.

"Yaoyu, you are so cruel!"

Boom!

For a while, Xia Tuo only felt that his ears were deaf, and his eyes were filled with purple light. He vaguely saw the figure sitting on the stone bed, and a purple wolf smoke appeared behind him, turning into a war spear. To pierce the sky.

In this way, Xia Tuo shrank and waited for the violent storm to pass. According to common sense, he waited until Senior was out of anger, and then he should accept the inheritance.

After a long time, the hall finally calmed down.

"Aren't you afraid of demons?"

A rousing spirit, Xia Tuo reacted and said hurriedly: "Senior, juniors are not afraid."

The middle-aged man looked at Xia Tuo's appearance with a chill.

After swallowing and spitting, Xia Tuo felt cold.

The process is all right, the next step is to take over the inheritance by yourself. The predecessors feel that there are successors. They need to enhance their strength. The predecessors need to find the inheritors.

"Well, the junior is scared to death."

Feeling shivering all over, okay, Patriarch Xia persuaded.

"Huh, I'm afraid too!"

The voice of the figure sitting cross-legged on the stone bed sounded.

"But the nine great demons who died in the hands of my demon-covering iron rider, of which six are at the pinnacle of the gods, three at the realm of magical power, and countless little demon."

"The demon wants the younger generation to die, the younger generation does not want to die, so the younger generation chooses to let the demon die."

Xia Tuo answered honestly, looking like I was very good.

"The demon-killing order in your hand comes from my eternal department, but unfortunately the frontier has fallen and the royal court is cut off, and the demon-killing order has become an empty brand."

"Wangu is gone, the big demon is still there, this armor is for you."

"I hope you can live longer."

Suddenly, Xia Tuo took a look at herself, is she just not being looked upon?

Don’t say anything about impassionedness, encourage and encourage at any rate, what's that!

Forget it, encourage yourself with a few words, it can be regarded as showing your determination in front of the seniors.

"That, the younger generation tried their best to live up to the prestige of the demon-covering iron cavalry, and let the name of the demon-covering iron cavalry pass on."

"As soon as the name of Demon Covering comes out, you will die faster and worse."

"Um." Taking a deep breath, Xia Tuo thought for a while and said: "Senior, there are enough things in the city for the development of the junior tribes. Let this junior first keep it for yourself, otherwise you won't even have any funeral items, which will cost you more. "

"Haha..."

Hearing that, the middle-aged man laughed, and laughter rang out in the entire hall, and the vast purple light rolled like clouds and mist, directly covering the entire hall.

"Interesting, this armor is for you!"

"Eternally covering the demon's iron cavalry, on the edge of the wilderness, eighty-one brothers in the first battle overturned the demon into a snake, saved fifty-seven rides, hidden in the cliffs in the desert during World War II, cut the demon's stubble, saved thirty-six rides... seven battles Slash the great demon Pija, save six rides, cut the four-winged fat remains of the big demon in eight battles, save two rides, cut the big demon in nine battles, and kill the three-tailed blue fox!

"Senior, what is the line of ten thousand days?"

At this time, Xia Tuo asked subconsciously.

At this moment, Xia Tuo saw the middle-aged man in the beast's face, his face glowing, his cheeks were constantly changing, the eyes, nose, mouth, and cheeks were intertwined like phantoms, finally fusing all the phantoms. , Turned into the appearance of a middle-aged man.

"Eighty-one Demon Iron Cavalry finally became me."

A desolation flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and his expression changed, unspeakable.

Cast the eternal family, go against the sky.

Wan Tianxing!

This is the name given by the last patriarch of Wangu Bobu.

"My, Uncle Wangu's demon-covering iron cavalry will travel forever!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man got up, under the black armor, a dazzling purple light was emitted, and the vicissitudes of life was full of nothingness, revealing a ray of gold.

On the black armor, illusory runes floated out, and each one was like a purple dragon running through the clouds and mist.

"This armor is for you."

"Demon blood stains the body, until you die!"

"I still want you to remember that it's possible to live."

"If it is possible in the future, cut the Great Demon Caverns and sacrifice my two million blood!"

"Patriarch, if there is an afterlife, I will be eternal, Lingshi, Fengxiao, Eternal Mausoleum... Dong Changfeng, Gu Haoyue... Sheng Yu... fight the big demon as you like... Kill a happy..."

Click!

Under Xia Tuo's eyes, the phantom under the black armor shattered like bubbles and turned into a little rain.

A black armored warrior floated in every drop of light and rain, riding on a warrior that was also covered with black armor, with the spear in his hand pointing to the void, piercing into the hole of the black hole, bursting out a vast battle intent!

"Zhu Yao!"

"Zhu Yao!"

In a trance, the roar sounded like thunder, which made Xia Tuo's ears roar for a long time.

Without the black armor supported by the battle soul, at this moment, one piece fell down, piled up together, and a sorrow filled the hall.

Xia Tuo watched all this quietly and took a deep breath. He stepped forward and grabbed the black armor, passing a chill of coldness to him.

Hum!

Suddenly, witch patterns appeared and appeared before his eyes.

It is the method of cultivating demons and iron cavalry.

"Indestructible battle spirit."

After a long time, Xia Tuo's eyes glowed, and the battle spirit passed away, but it was left to him.

For a time, his heart became heavier again, he was not alone.

After returning to his senses, he stepped back and bowed to the black armor and war spear on the stone bed. He just put it away, turned and walked outside the hall, and waited until he walked down the white jade steps, and his back roared like thunder. , The sky is full of dust and rocks are splashing.

The hall collapsed.

Stepping on the smoke and dust billowing from behind, Xia Tuo walked out of the city lord's mansion and looked at the stone pillars standing on both sides. The stone carved monster shadows were gnawing at him.

"Patriarch."

The movement of the city lord's mansion attracted the attention of the Xia tribesmen in the city. Qiao'er and Jie hurriedly ran over, watching Xia Tuo come out unharmed, and couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Qiao'er tilted her head and looked at Xia Tuo. She felt that the patriarch's uncle was in a bad mood.

Gently patted Qiao'er's head, Xia Tuo walked towards the front, the city had already lost its vitality, the reason why the demon-covering iron cavalry shed a ray of remnant soul is to pass on the cultivation method.

This is one of the demon-killing methods of the Wangu tribe back then.

If it is lost, there will be less hope of rejuvenation for the border and wasteland.

"How's cleaning up?"

Turning his head, Xia Tuo asked Jiu aloud.

"I have transferred a thousand soldiers into the city, but Qiaoer said that there are a lot of animal skin scrolls and runes left in the city. I am afraid that the clumsy soldiers will destroy them, so I let them clean the streets of the city. There are also torches everywhere to light up the city, waiting for the clansmen in the witch hall to arrive."

"Well, remember, the things in this city are very important to the development of our tribe. The first thing to do is to ensure the records left in the city."

After all, his eyes fell on Qiao'er again.

"Qiaoer, you are responsible for leading the sorcerers and wizards of the Witch Palace and sorting out these inheritances."

"Know it."

Qiao'er nodded, her black eyes rolled, and said to Xia Tuo: "Uncle, I remember where the characters on this stone wall are the same."