The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

It didn't take long for the Tomb Jue Old Man to find the classics of the Divine Beast Compendium from the tens of thousands of books, and found the record about the dragon species, Xia Tuo took it and put it in his hand.

There are two types of dragons between heaven and earth. One is true dragon, with dragon claws under the abdomen as the respect, five claws as the most. The eagle has horns like deer, eyes like rabbits, ears like cows, and palms like tigers, with eighty-one scales on its back, which coincides with the number of pure suns in the world.

The second is the spirit dragon, which has a difference in physique from the real dragon. The one with scales is the dragon, the one with wings is the Yinglong, the one with horns is the horned dragon, and the one without horns is the glass dragon.

Soon Xia Tuo closed the animal skin book in his hand and placed it on the stone table, finally clarifying what kind of black black was.

The horned dragon is as strong as a barren beast, with small horns but no need, and it goes with wind and rain. This is a rain god.

The blood of the horned dragon flows in Heihei. In fact, the horned dragon and the true dragon belong to the same old ancestor, but in the early years of the Yankang era, no one knew what had happened, so the Xia tribe did not have the strength to verify it.

Most of the dragon species and different animals in the world are inherited from these two types of dragons.

Containing his mind, Xia Tuo looked at the elders who were on duty in the Inheritance Hall today. Originally, the Inheritance Hall was in Qiao'er, but Qiao'er was accompanied by Jian Lian not long ago.

As the high priest of Daxia, he has been in the tribe for many years. Although his strength is not enough, Daxia is no longer the small clan nestled in the mountains. Nowadays, the clan is vast and the customs are different. It’s good to go out to see and see. .

"The patriarch, although some of the compiled exercises and classics have been corrected, but if you don't really practice martial arts, you can't predict what will happen, if you don't promote it among the people."

Old man Feng got up and grabbed the three tactics he had just merged in front of him. They were boxing, legging and palming, which were suitable for martial artists below the Tianmai realm.

Xia Tuo picked it up and looked at it. From his perspective, these three martial arts are already extremely simple, but he is looking at it from the perspective of the supernatural power realm, but for ordinary stone-breaking and mountain-opening warriors , But it seems very mysterious.

Cultivating combat skills is not only for confronting the enemy, but also for accelerating the pace of cultivation, and it also tempers one's own combat body.

In fact, in his current state, if you want to practice, you need to open up your own path. After all, the path of pursuing the predecessors is to pick up people’s teeth. When you first set foot on the road of martial arts, the path of practice of the ancestors was a good guide. .

But now that he has cultivated to the realm of supernatural power, the background of Daxia Bu, except for his spiritual energy, temporarily can't give him much help. He needs to create his own cultivation method.

Putting down the three tactics, Xia Tuo thought for a while, and said: "Many of the martial arts classics in the clan are all sorted out from the chaotic inheritance. It is really wrong to not go through real practice, but even if it is a trial It’s not easy to use the tribe to try, but now our Daxia clan has a vast area, so there are still people who want to find experimenters."

Now that he can be promoted to the supernatural power realm in a natural way, what he once dared not do is finally put on the agenda now.

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Summer park.

"Patriarch."

Two figures hurriedly came, it was Elder Lu and Elder Yang.

Since the fall of Luoshui, the two of them have been the busiest in the tribe.

The vast land in the north is really too big. What Xia Tuo wants to control is not the remote control of other tribes in the wasteland, but the desire to truly hold this land in his hands.

Bianhuang was separated from the royal court, and the princes sacrificed to the Tianli Clan and established themselves as false kings. Although they sacrificed to the heaven and the earth, they were unable to subdue the tribes from their ranks and legal principles due to the limitations of their totem potential.

The only difference between the frontier tribes and the superior tribes is their strength. In fact, totems and other ranks are equal, and everyone is the same. Once the superior tribes gain power, they can also disarm the superior tribes.

The reason why Wang Ting is strong is that in the ruling system built by the Totem God Lord, with the help of the enfeoffment totems, the air transport and the earth veins are controlled in the hands. Under this premise, even if they are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, they are not afraid of the following What strange thoughts have come out of the tribe.

Xia Tuo wanted to do the same, after all, he had such a condition.

But how to do it requires good planning.

Looking at the appearance of the two men and women, Xia Tuo motioned them to sit down and spoke slowly.

In the past few days, the Shadow Palace and the Town Demon Division have been rushing around the vast wasteland, investigating the large and small tribes and casual repair cities under Luoshui and Linghe.

After all, knowing oneself and the enemy can survive all battles. Daxia wants to control this vast area and naturally needs to understand the tribes living in this area.

After a while, Elder Deer was born first and said: "The patriarch, there was a demon chaos in the northwest, but the demon chaos has subsided in the last two years. Because of the disappearance of the master, the tribes seem to be panicked. It is for us to destroy Luoshui. There was not much turbulence.

The Snake Boss even gave up the previously occupied Linghe clan area, plus the buffer zone annexed, and also shrank the clan power that had spanned the vast barren land back to the clan land."

Hearing that Xia Tuo nodded, speaking of it, the area in the southern part of Daxia was really vast and sparsely populated. It turned out that there were only five great uncles and a few big cities.

But now there are only four uncles, Daxia, Huoling, Snake, and Giant Spirit. Thanks to Qiaoer’s early warning, he was saved from missing in the Holy King Mountain Range, while Huoling, Snake, and Giant Spirit The uncle's boss is missing, otherwise the snake will not take back the outstretched claw.

"Patriarch, I personally went to the southern part of the Linghe Clan to check and found that the Snake Tribe had a weak rule there before. It only sent an elder to collect a part of the resources symbolically every year. It is really because of the distance from the Snake Clan. The ground is too far.

That area is like an enclave to the snake, with a vast wilderness in between. If there are not two important mineral veins, the control of the snake is equivalent to consuming resources in vain."

Elder Yang groaned, and then said: "Luoshui and Linghe are close to the south of the bones, so this area seems to be very popular, and the south is actually a large wasteland that is inaccessible to people. It is said that the buffer area of ​​Babbu is pretty good. It’s actually a wasteland.

Now that the clan leaders are missing, we won’t be affected by external influences in our control of the clan domain. After all, we are overwhelmed. Who would dare to take care of my Daxia’s clan affairs?"

"Okay." Upon hearing this, Xia Tuo nodded, and said to the two elders in front of him: "Transcribe all the materials you have compiled over the years and give it to me."

"Yes."

Soon, the two elders left, Xia Tuo found the bow elder of the Foundry Hall, and put away the two hundred-foot-high god golden monuments.

Then, he tried to tear the void, felt the fierce space storm in the void, and the magical powers manifested behind him, protecting his body, and then stepped into the torn void.

Boom!

Over the Tuze Great Lake, the void exploded, and the silver light flashed, Xia Tuo staggered and broke through the space barrier and walked out with a sigh in his eyes.

Walking in space is really not that easy. I almost lost my life. It's no wonder that many supernatural powers would rather fly than open space barriers, not only from the impact of spatial turbulence, but also the danger of losing their way.

He almost couldn't get out just now and was swept by the space storm.

Converging his mind, Xia Tuo didn't move forward to tear the space, but flew to the east honestly. It was also flying, and the supernatural power realm was many times faster than the divine hidden realm.

The East Heling Mountain Range is a mountain range from north to south, stretching for thousands of miles, originating from the Qinglong water bank, and is the natural boundary between Luoshui, Giant Spirits and the Eastern Fire Lingbo.

The west side of Mount Heling was only ten miles away, and a low hill undulating covering only a few miles away, Xia Tuo chose the location and put down the hundred-zhang-high god golden monument and landed on the hill in the middle of the hill.

boom!

The hundred-zhang monument fell, causing the surrounding sky and the earth to roar, the hills cracked, and the huge monument stepped into the ground ten meters.

There were square pillars growing on all sides of the golden stele of God, Xia Tuo took a long look and saw that it was put upright before he approached again and swung his sword to engrave.

The north, south and west of Heling Mountain are all summer soil.

Big Xia Bo was established.

The gold stele was painted with silver hooks on all sides, all engraved with the same words. Finally, he took out his order and was entrusted to the heavenly seal. The battle vigor was full, and the purple gas danced with dragons flying, and it was printed on the golden stele, enough to crack the mountain The hard gold, like soft tofu in front of the seal, is imprinted with a cloud of purple air.

The printing is filled with purple air, the font is illegible, and a totem emerges in the purple light.

After finishing this, he headed south and came to the bank of the Luhong River, where he also set up a golden monument of God.

The letter to the north of Hongjiang River is all Xia Tu.

Signed and stamped, painted by the gourd, volleyed away in the horrified eyes of many warriors by the Luhong River.

Two clan monuments were erected. As for the west side, it turns out that the Linghe tribe’s land is a wild and ancient land to the west. For the ancient land that everyone is unwilling to explore, Xia Tuo has long regarded it as his own, so the west side is not Li, the western territory is infinite.

After erecting two boundary monuments, he returned to the tribe, and it just so happened that the two halls of Shadow Town Demon presented detailed exploration data.

Daxiaxin’s clan territory includes the original Wangu area, the entire Luoshui area, the entire Linghe area, as well as the buffer zone between the three and a large area of ​​inaccessible wasteland.

It was originally said that it was more than 100,000 miles, but it was actually the place controlled by the three uncles in statistics. The barren area outside the clan was not counted, but after Xia Tuo erected the lower boundary monument, he also counted the large barren area. Went in.

Looking at the detailed materials submitted by the two books, he found that the barren area on this vast land was actually larger than the Luoshui and Linghe tribes combined.

Another interesting thing is that the tribes of the Northwestern land are gathered together.

If one considers the northwestern million miles of wilderness as a vast ocean, Babu is the big island, and other tribes are small islands.

The big island is surrounded by small islands, forming an archipelago, and the vast areas outside the archipelago are vast oceans, sparsely populated, and far away from another archipelago.

Only the buffer zone between each tribe domain can establish a tribe, let alone a large barren area.

Obviously, the vast and dangerous wasteland restricts the habitat and communication of human tribes.

ps There will be more later