The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

"what the hell do you want!"

Liu Feng's tone trembled slightly, and it was difficult to figure out the intention of the person in front of him for a while, and he felt a little panicked.

"Do you think my slave hall will be afraid of your longevity education?"

Liu Feng shook his head, he was really afraid of being mutilated.

"The guy who is the little palace master in this remote place, what kind of backstage can I have? If I say that I kill it, it will be over, and he will not offend us for a waste."

Fat brother's chubby face, two small eyes wandering around, seeing Xia Tuo's gesture, he immediately understood.

"Besides, what can he know?"

Then Xia Tuo nodded, suddenly panicked.

"I know I know."

"I don't know what you can know!"

The next moment, Xia Tuo kicked him out, kicking him several feet away, killing intent in his eyes.

"Can't let him live, or our news will be leaked."

"Ok."

"I can't say anything, really can't say anything."

Liu Feng felt murderous, and his body was full of chills.

He feels so wronged.

Obviously it was the oracle bone order they took out, so why blame him.

The previous generation of slave owners in the small northwestern region of the border fell accidentally, and it was rumored that the Oracle Bone Order was lost. This involved the struggle within the slave hall and the dispute between the human tribe.

At present, the Oracle Bone Token is in the hands of a warrior at the pinnacle of the Divine Hidden Realm. The strength does not meet the specifications of the Oracle Bone Token, but it is rumored that the Oracle Bone Token contains the secret of promotion to the Divine Power Realm.

No wonder, the big slave owner in front of him will appear here. This area is the most biased and the least noticeable.

So they are hiding here.

Why dig your own branch hall?

Stupid.

Looking at the eternal region, is there a safer place than his?

The big slave owner of the slave hall was hiding in the branch hall of the longevity cult, even the slave owner would not have thought of it.

For a while, Liu Feng had sorted out the ins and outs of the matter.

"Two slave owners, I won't say anything, Liu Feng swears to the sky, as if revealing the slightest trace of the two slaves, I would like to perish under the curse, and never live beyond life."

Watching Liu Feng swear to the sky, Xia Tuo lightly pressed his forehead. To tell the truth, he really wanted to kill the guy in front of him. How could he spare his life if he dared to kill his own people.

However, it is really impossible to kill right now.

This scene has to be played down, and a few banners and tiger skins have to be drawn to the Xia tribe.

"I am the master of the superior Daxia tribe!"

Putting away the Oracle Order, Xia Tuo said with a serious face.

"Uh~~"

Hearing this, Li Feng was taken aback, and he immediately reacted and said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, there are no beadings under the redemption, and I didn't recognize the Daxia Clan Lord."

Everything is working. For the Daxia tribe that has just emerged in the past two years, Liu Feng has deliberately learned about it. It seems to have emerged out of thin air. No wonder it can develop so fast. If there are slave owners hiding in the tribe’s dark , Then this is not a problem.

Cunning Rabbit Three Caves.

What a cunning slave owner.

He is not one of the big brothers in the Longevity Education. He has no scruples about everything. He is just the youngest. He couldn't get out of the temple like this, and he was found by someone.

"Come here, help the lord of the Gilt Wind Palace to see if it hurts."

Gilt wind: "...".

"No need, I'll do it myself."

Liu Feng staggered to his feet, feeling the lingering murderous intent abated, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. This is a slamming through the door.

"I have lived in a remote place for a long time, and I am not very clear about what has happened to the south of Xiaogu Mountain over the years. I don't know if the Lord of the Gilt Wind can help me out."

Xia Tuo said softly, if it weren't for the ban in the soul of the guy in front of him, where would it be so troublesome, he would be acting like a snake here and acting every time.

"The small hall also lives in a remote place, and it is not clear about what is inevitable in the vast mountains, but the clan leader has asked, and the small hall must know everything is endless."

This is what Xia Tuoyue said. The more Liu Feng felt that Xia Tuo was a master slave owner, but the cultivation base had not yet entered the realm of supernatural power, so he hid in a remote place and waited for the fish as the master of the tribe. Time to leap over the dragon gate.

"Recently, there has been constant warfare between the border and the northwest. The Hakubu war has lasted for more than ten years, and the Palace of Longevity has benefited from it."

Damn, if you want to say that the guy who benefits most from the wars is your slave house, is it good?

Liu Feng cursed secretly in his heart, and he naturally didn't dare to say that. The disputes between the tribes of the Northern Territory, the displacement of the tribes, and the destruction of the tribes were undesirable for the Longevity Sect.

But he did not enter the Lingshan branch hall at all. The other branch halls are all in feasts. His position is not good, the location is the most partial, and he can only watch the other branch halls to catch people and sacrifice to the Xuanniao Holy Spirit.

"The small hall is so remote, it's really beyond the reach of Bobu's fight, so I can only shrink here."

While talking about Liu Feng, he looked at the expressions of Xia Tuo and Fat Brother. Seeing that Xia Tuo's eyes gradually became sharper, he suddenly understood that he was wrong.

"It has been heard that several wars broke out among slave owners in the Northwest Territories. The slave owners who controlled the eastern region were killed by Lihuo. The five major slave owners in the small Northwest Territory had only one Qifeng left, but they did not know where to go. After being ambushed and severely injured, he hid for health, and even the old nest of the city of Beacon was occupied by the uncle."

"Is there any other news."

"All the little hall knows are rumors, but I don't know the true or false. I hope the hall master will atone for it."

Liu Feng shrank his head, and then said: "I heard that the Lord of the Southern Phosphorescence Branch Temple accidentally said a few days ago that another major slave owner in the Great Northwest Territory was also badly injured and disappeared. The slave owner of the domain is a group of dragons without a leader, and all ministries are cleaning the slave city in the region."

After that, Liu Feng took a look at Xia Tuo’s expression. For the slave forces in the Northwest Territories, it was definitely a severe damage in thousands of years. Of course, it had nothing to do with him. No matter how hard the Slave Hall was hit, the two men in front of him crushed him to death. It's as simple as pinching a bird.

"My slave house was hit hard, your longevity church is better?"

The fat brother sneered, then hummed.

"Naturally it's not easy. Fortunately, the temples in the teachings are relatively low-key, and the location of the sub-temples is also very secret, so the impact is not too great. Five years ago, the god of the temple passed an edict and asked us to do more. Be careful, don't miss the sacrifice to the Holy Spirit."

"Hand over your true soul."

"Ah~"

Hearing this, Liu Feng was shocked, and surrendering a ray of true soul was equivalent to pinching his life in the hands of others.

Of course, this is better than being a slave, only controlling life and death but not the will.

"Why, you don't want to?"

Murderous intent burst into Xia Tuo's eyes. He originally had the mind to leave this guy with his life, but he didn't expect the slave hall to be so powerful. One of the only two slave owners in the Northwest Territory died, and the other was hit hard.

According to the current posture, the slave house is a bug that has crossed the wilderness, and everyone shouts and beats.

The heavily-wounded Northwest Territory Slave Hall has little deterrence for the Changshengjiao. If this guy turns around and stabbed him out, his status as a master slave owner will be dangerous, and he will not be involved in the tribe. .

Maybe someone in the Changshengjiao, like him, wants to work part-time as a slave owner.

This identity is hard to fix, and it must be of great use in the future and cannot be abandoned.

"As long as your mouth is strict enough, when this seat reintegrates the Northwest Territory Slave Palace forces, it will naturally return it to you."

After all, Xia Tuo glanced at Fat Brother, and Fat Brother suddenly reacted and said: "At that time, you may not be able to let you go further. What is the meaning of holding back in this small place, think for yourself."

Then the small white jade axe was raised up and gestured over Liu Feng's head a few times.

"Don't worry, I'm the best at Chopped Head Fat Master, I promise that one blow will kill you without leaving you the highest pain, very soon."

Soon, Liu Feng surrendered a ray of true soul. This was what was expected. From the beginning, he could not get out of the ground, which explained a problem.

fear death.

And very afraid of death.

From the beginning, there was no blood to fight to death. At this moment, it is possible to take one step further and die immediately. This choice is very easy.

He chose not to die.

"Have you seen this mountain?" Xia Tuo pointed to the traversing Xiaogu Mountain, and said to Liu Feng: "The place where the mountain goes north is not allowed to move, understand?"

"understand!"

Liu Feng nodded his head hurriedly and smiled bitterly. Now that there is a pleat, he couldn't complete the task. Now there are general places where he can't catch people.

"Fill him in."

Li Li, who was lying on the pile of rocks, heard the order, and immediately moved his four hooves, added fangs with his long mouth, and pushed the big boulder toward the excavated place.

Our Daxia tribe is so particular about doing things, how to dig up and how to bury it for you, doing things have a beginning and an end.

The Liu Feng on the side looked constipated, and he had to keep smiling. The deacons were all dead, and he and some handymen were left in the temple.

"My lord, let's kill all the deacons of the Lord of the Gilt Wind, or else we can make some for him."

At this time, the fat brother pretended to say.

"I remember there were still a few people in the slave market."

When Xia Tuo heard this, he immediately understood, and asked Liu Feng: "What's the idea of ​​the Palace of Liu Feng?"

"Good~~Good..."

These two people are definitely demons. Why didn't the great Holy Spirit burn them to death? It doesn't count if they got the handle of their own fate, and they want to take him off. Do you really think that it is simple to become servants of the Holy Spirit?

For a moment, Liu Feng's heart felt cold.

What the fat brother said was that the slaves under the slave market in Zejin were branded with totem marks belonging to the tribe. I don't know if this situation can be mixed into the Longevity Sect.

It's just an attempt at the moment.

Soon, a slave named Fengying who was under the slave market in Zejin was summoned by Xia Tuo to the Bone Mountain Range.

In the end it failed.

If you want to become a deacon of the Longevity Sect, you need to be blessed by the Holy Spirit to portray the black god pattern, which is why they can be invisible. Then the black bird holy spirit will cast down the god curse to protect the soul, produce soul restraint, and prevent others from peeping. Soul, get the secret of longevity.

However, there is the imprint of tribal slaves in Fengying's soul, and the divine curse of the Holy Spirit is directly exploded. As a huge power that has been passed down for a long time and has power throughout the nine regions of the mainland, how can there be no means to restrict the infiltration of outsiders.

"I took it for granted."

Having broken a slave, Fat Brother also helplessly spread his hands.