The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

The water system in the Wangu Mountains is well-developed and the river network is dense. A large ship swayed the water northward. On the large ship, heavily armored clan soldiers stand, and a few majestic figures on the ship's upper floor are constantly looking at the surrounding mountains and plains.

"Brother Yuhe, Brother Gushui, Brother Muling, Brother Gu Kang, we are about to reach the Daxia tribe land ahead."

Chi Donglin said to the figures in front of him.

The head of the Yuhe Mandarin fish tribe, the head of the bone water bone fish tribe, the head of the Muling black wolf tribe, the head of the Gukang ancient tomb tribe, plus the Chiyu tribe Chidonglin, the seven middle-class tribes in the Cangshui area, except for the Queyao Mountain. The middle grade Lingfeng tribe is left.

This tribe is located at the southern junction of Cangshui and Tuze. It is close to the Black Crow Tribe. It is a genus of the Black Crow Tribe. There is no bird at all for Chidonglin’s orders. Chidonglin has nothing to do. Beat, he even dare not go to Lingfeng tribe.

Several patriarchs stood on the ship’s upper floor, constantly looking around, all kinds of rumors about the Eternal Mountain Range, as the patriarchs of the middle-class tribes, they had all heard of them, but they had not really been here. They have all been scrapped, and they are very barren, not worth their thoughts.

But the Barrens has now appeared in a high-class tribe, and everyone was caught off guard. They had to come to see him in person, and even rely on their breath to survive in the future.

Wow!

Splashes appeared in front of the big ship, and the black came out of the water, looked at the stranger on the ship, bared his teeth, and then thought about it and sank into the water again.

The big ship quickly entered the Wangu Lake through the waterway, and several patriarchs could say that they were dizzy, and they kept looking around.

The only surprise is the degree of aura.

Other than that, there seems to be nothing special.

That's it.

Why do you have so many strong gods in the hidden realm?

The big ship was docked on the shore of Wangu Lake, and the deer stood not far away with a smile on his face, looking at the patriarchs of several middle-level tribes. He had just returned from the outside when he was arranged by the patriarch to receive the patriarchs who came.

Originally, this job was Hong, but Xia Tuo thought about it and let it go. The other elders were even worse, and finally let the deer come.

"Elder Deer."

Before disembarking, Chi Donglin hurriedly shouted, his voice was very cordial.

Taking the opportunity of coming to the Xia tribe to give things away, he had some understanding of the elders of the Xia tribe. The guy in front of him who looked sullen and sad was one of the people he couldn't provoke.

"Several people, I am the elder of Daxia, I am here to welcome them on the order of the patriarch."

Following the deer, several patriarchs walked for a while, feeling a little confused. The deer did not lead them to the clan hall, but first settled in a stone hall on the west side of Tianlu Mountain to rest.

The patriarchs who had engaged in them looked dumbfounded and received no treatment. The cold stone hall was only stationed by a few old patriarchs. They were also the patriarchs in charge of one, so they were so improper.

However, although there was resentment in his heart, no one showed it. This is the Daxia tribe, do you want to go back alive?

Among the few people, only Chi Donglin looked indifferent, as if he didn't think anything, and kept talking with the veterans stationed there.

...

Summer park.

"The patriarch, they have all been settled."

Lu came in and said to Xia Tuo, then after thinking about it, he said, "Is the patriarch too simple?"

Several middle-level tribe patriarchs came to the clan and threw them directly into the stone hall. There was not even a person waiting on the side, and the patriarch seemed to be very indifferent. He could not figure out what Xia Tuo was thinking.

"It's okay."

Xia Tuo waved his hand and motioned: "You haven't returned to the Black Dragon Lake before you come back. Go back and have a look. There will be tribes coming in the next few days, and they will be sent to the western side hall group for a temporary rest."

"Yes."

After the deer exited the summer park, a blue light flashed in the park, and woo appeared in front of Xia Tuo.

"Atuo, honestly, are you reluctant to consume resources?"

"Ok."

Xia Tuo gave a faint hum.

In his opinion, even if he gave these middle-level tribe patriarchs a taste of the dragon liver and phoenix marrow, it is estimated that they would not feel at home, so why bother to spend such time.

Everyone is simple, that's it.

Five of the remaining six middle-grade tribes in the Cangshui area came, and it is estimated that only the northern four tribes came from the nine middle-grade tribes in the Tuze area.

The Black Crow Tribe in the south of Tuze has not been a joke over the past few years. People are basically there, controlling six middle-grade tribes in Cangshui and Tuze, and seven scattered repair cities.

Sure enough, two days later, the patriarchs of the four tribes, including Qiuyu and Nanshan, arrived, and one by one stepped into the Xia tribe with anxiety.

For the next three days, the patriarchs of several large and medium-sized tribes stayed in the center of the stone hall in panic. The Daxia patriarch did not see them at all, and they did not dare to ask.

...

Summer park.

In front of Xia Tuo, there were three divine golden arrows full of divine light. The arrow heads bulged and hollowed out hundreds of small holes, and a series of witch charms were carved on the arrow feathers.

In a jade box on the side, there are three crystal beast cores that are as bright as a divine beast. One of the golden beast cores floats out of a golden python, constantly roaring deep in the beads.

The other two beast cores, one green and the other blue, are inscribed with fine runes.

He pinched the golden beast core and put it into an arrow made of several kinds of god gold, and then a golden light appeared on the god arrow, and the roar of the beast faintly sounded.

Putting the lord-level beast cores into the divine arrow one by one, and putting a few arrows into the box, he suddenly remembered at this moment that he still had a bow.

The Jade Bow, from the relics of Wenshan Mountain, was obtained in the ghost city of Fenghuo City.

The whole body was covered with cracks, like a waste stone, without a bowstring, he had forgotten the bow.

After taking out the green blood bow from the god’s orifice, after several years of fighting energy, the bow in his hand seems to be different from before. The fine cracks are soaked with blood, and it is as dense as a blood web. Feeling hot.

He held the bow arm with his left hand, and the rough surface was full of texture. When he took the bow in the ghost market many years ago, he was thinking of missing it.

Later, I put it in the divine orifice and forgot to show it to Fat Brother.

Now it seems that this bow might actually be a treasure, Wenshan. Rumor has it that a powerful tribe in the east of the border is about to be promoted to the Hou Tribe. This bow was passed down after the destruction of Wenshan.

Perhaps it was because after so many years in the divine aperture, Xia Tuo felt a sense of blood connection for a while, and he stretched out his right hand toward the bowstring of the void.

Boom!

In an instant, the silent divine qi sea in his body was suddenly aroused, and his whole body roared like an ocean, gathering towards the bowstring.

Hum!

The bow was activated, and on the bow arm full of cracks, bloody runes floated, evolving into a bloody golden crow, and a light arrow completely condensed by fighting energy appeared.

With this arrow, Xia Tuo felt that his whole body was exhausted, and the arrow turned into lightning and ran across the sky, disappearing.

The golden crow screamed, his whole body roared, and for a moment his spiritual consciousness manifested towards the inside of the green blood bow, and entered a desolate world in a daze.

The world was extremely empty, with only one figure in Tsing Yi standing with his shoulders half exposed, with his back facing him.

Draw the bow.

Archery!

A bolt of light pierced the sky like lightning, and only the place where the feathers of the arrow passed, the sky was divided into two halves.

Click!

For a time, the sky shattered, and his mental power was rejected.

call!

After a stick of incense, Xia Tuo just came back to his senses. In just an instant, his mental power was almost exhausted. Obviously, this was related to the inheritance archery technique of the blue blood bow.

Just an arrow, as if engraved in his mind.

With one arrow, dare to change the color of the world.

This bow can definitely be used as his hole card. Although he is now in the Divine Tibetan Realm, he is still far behind the warriors of the old tribe.

Previously, an arrow evacuated his whole body of fighting energy, and even the concentrated arrows must be weighed and weighed even if the strength of the seven or eight layers of the gods is hidden. As for the peak of the gods, he has never seen a shot, so it is difficult to judge.

Bixue Bow is definitely an unexpected joy, but besides the joy, he has emptied his mental power and fighting spirit, so that he needs to rest for a few days.

As a result, the patriarchs of several major tribes were left for another three days.

Three days later, the family hall.

Xia Tuo sat high on the main seat and looked at the ten middle-level tribe patriarchs below, looking at him nervously. They were almost in a trance after being left in the air for a few days.

Speaking of poor treatment, he admitted, but he didn't really intend to air them. First, it took a few days to temporarily build the magic arrow, and then he was taken away by the Jiexue Bow, and he recovered for another three days.

Boom!

At this time, before a few clan chiefs spoke, footsteps sounded outside the clan hall, and deer came from outside.

"Patriarch, the ship is ready."

Hearing this, Xia Tuo got up and walked toward the middle-level tribes below and said, "Everyone, how about going with me to see the excitement?"

How dare they?

Until this moment, no one had figured out what medicine Xia Tuo was selling in the gourd, what exactly was this going to do?

Let them come to see you, they are here.

When it came, it was left dry, and there was no grievance in anyone's heart.

Now I have prepared a boat. What are they going to do? The heads of the tribes kept moving with their eyes down, and they separated when they touched each other.

Xia Tuo took the lead out of the clan hall and headed towards the Wangu ship anchored on the Wangu Lake. Jian Liao, Qingling, Fat Brother, Moxie, and Qiao'er were already waiting on board.

Soon, the Wan Gu sailed southward, across the Tuze Great Lake, and entered a large river still heading south.

"The front is the clan land of the Antler Tribe!"

At noon that day, an undulating mountain range appeared in front of the Wangu, as strange as antlers.

Patriarch Dongshan watched the big ship approaching the Antler Tribe with a thud in his heart. In fact, there was no need for him to shout, the other patriarchs had already reacted.

The Antler Tribe, severely injured the Dongshan Patriarch who passed the order, what are they doing here?

Is it?

For a time, all the patriarchs on the Wangu had a lot of thoughts in their hearts.