The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Within the broken Demon Territory Cave, when he heard Xia Tuo's words, Fat Brother's eyes lit up.

My brethren, we have always been the ones who lose money and lose money, and they really haven't done any loss-making business.

After all, this one next to us has taken thousands of people to a small world to dig for medicinal herbs. Others go hunting for treasures, he shovels the land, and geese plucking hair are considered merciful.

Then, Fat Brother Xia Tuo's Spiritual Transmission, his eyes narrowed for a while, and his eyes bloomed.

"Don't worry, you can't run."

The fat brother nodded, flew out of the secret realm of the cave and disappeared into the mountains.

"Patriarch, what about these monster bones?"

The deer stepped forward and asked aloud that thousands of demon tribes bled blood, leaving behind a piece of blood bones, plus this cave world has already cracked a series of big cracks, it is estimated that it will not take long. The whole cracked and disappeared completely in the void.

"All the monster bones are put away and brought back to the tribe."

Xia Tuo looked around, and the things in the cave sky secret realm, such as divine gold, elixir, etc., had been condensed ahead of time. Only in a cave mansion in the depths, there was a strong bloody aura and a large number of human bones remained. In the rush before leaving, these were not taken away.

After a short while, everyone left the secret realm of the cave, Xia Tuo let go of spiritual thoughts, spread throughout the entire small world, along the cracks of the cracked small world, inside the shattered world, found a glittering silver Light space stone.

It took a lot of effort to remove the space stone, and then headed in another direction. From the memory fragments of Uncle Weiwei, he learned that there is still a secret world of cave in the Heling Mountain.

Without the sitting in town, this little secret realm was easily taken down, the resources were wiped out, Xia Tuo also took off the second space stone.

...

Fire spirit family domain, Huocheng city.

"Have you heard that this time, thanks to the action of Uncle Da Xia, he just killed Uncle Demon in one fell swoop. Uncle Yao understands that he is a powerful person at the same level as our previous Fire Spirit clan master."

In a food trap in the city, strong blood and energy are intertwined, and the martial artists of San Xiu are naked, biting the beast meat with big mouths, and shouting.

A guy with a naked torso and a scar on his shoulders, spitting stars flying, full of blood.

"Don't you know that our Fire Spirit Ministry has become a younger brother this time."

"Blow it, how long Daxia has established a clan? It is rumored that it hasn't even been a hundred years. Our Huo Ling family has been established for a long time. Even if we are a little brother, Daxia will only give us Huo Ling a little brother."

"That is, if Huo Ling became Da Xia's little brother, wouldn't our brothers be a bit shorter than Da Xia's casual cultivator, and they all live in the wilderness, how can they be a generation shorter than them."

The big man with scars on his shoulders was not irritated. He held up the copper kettle in front of him, drank a few mouthfuls of soup, wiped the corners of his mouth with his arms, regardless of his arms covered with soup.

"Don't believe me. A few days ago, our Fire Spirit One Hundred Thousand War Masters went west, doing what you are doing."

"I heard that the Daxia Clan Master killed Uncle Yao with a sword, and the power is superb."

...

I have to talk about the dissemination ability of San Xiu. All kinds of news in the Huo Ling clan domain flew all over the sky, Da Xia clan master smashed the big demon with a sword, and Huo Ling Gan interweaves all kinds of news for the little brother.

There is no doubt that this is Xia Tuo's handwriting. Xia always doesn't directly leave a name for doing good deeds. He is only secretly touted by someone. After all, the smell of wine is also afraid of the deep alley.

Otherwise, who knows that Da Xia has done a good thing, as expected, it didn't take long for Da Xia and Huo Ling to have news flying all over the sky, whether you believe it or not, but you have to believe it after hearing too much.

For the casual cultivators from the Daxia clan, this news is very encouraging. How can we be considered a Daxia now?

...

Two months later, Fat Brother finally returned to the ethnic group.

Summer park.

"Grandma, I still want to hide from the fat man's eyes, so I kept it for two months before catching this big white-haired monkey."

In the summer garden, the fat brother spitting stars flying around, feeding the insects in the mountains for two months, he was very unhappy, so he split the white monkey called Changling into several halves.

"Bring everything back?"

Xia Tuo waited for the fat brother to finish talking before asking.

"Brought it all back, this is the old bottom of the Demon Realm, I guess there are a lot of treasures."

Fat brother spread his hand, a white jade animal bone appeared and threw it towards Xia Tuo.

"It's all in here. This is an animal bone cave. It's not an immovable cave opened by ordinary space stones. We didn't work in vain just with this thing."

Compared to the spatial stone cave world, which can only be fixed in one place, this cave heaven witch treasure requires at least a heavenly master craftsman and a formation mage to work together to refine it.

Hum!

Xia Tuo's fighting spirit sank into the Wubao Cave sky, and the silver light flashed suddenly, a door opened, and he walked toward the inner cave sky.

At a glance, you can get a panoramic view of the cave day. This cave sky is much smaller than the meniscus cave sky that was previously obtained to Uncle Wangu. It is only about six miles in radius, and it is full of thick monster energy and blood.

The cave day is very flat, and there are piles of regular bloodstones piled up, one after another, each of which is three feet long and two feet wide. After half a foot, you can see the dense white bones and the hideous head. Squeezed in the bloodstone.

"Is this the bloodstone that Yaozu said?"

His eyes were filled with blood, and Xia Tuo's aura couldn't help but feel cold. His eyes kept moving around, it was too much, not less than three million yuan.

Too much!

Too much……

The bloodstones filled most of the cave sky, so that Xia Tuo walked into the depths of the cave sky and saw the spirit crystals piled up like hills, and he was not happy.

The fat brother's breath is also a bit cold, and he can't kill people, but the monsters are too much. Under the mental perception, you can see the suppressed bloodstones, and you can still see the hideous fear of the humans. They are crushed for life. Like this.

Regardless of warriors or ordinary people, old and weak or women and children, all are like this, the body is backlogged together, and the bones are broken and plunged into flesh and blood.

"It is rumored that before the Yankang era, the human martial arts did not rise. It was the existence of being raised and hunted on the earth. It was the unyielding resistance of the generations of human ancestors that the human totem martial arts emerged."

After a long time, Xia Tuo condensed his mind. There were so many human bones, far more than three million. Some bloodstones were backlogged with three or four bones, and the demon patterns depicted were forbidden.

"I used a secret method to question the old monkey. He explained that every hundred years, the Leech Demon Realm would transport 10 million bloodstones and a large number of other spiritual objects toward the Fuli Mountain.

However, there have been some accidents in the last hundred years. They had already shipped bloodstones to Fuli Mountain once before. Because the demon Uncle Fu was cursed, they did not dare to overdo it. The monsters used the human bloodstones as spirit crystals to cultivate. ."

Seeing Xia Tuo's recovery, the fat brother hesitated and said, "What should I do with so many bones of the same race?"

When asked by the fat brother, Xia Tuo pondered for a moment, and said: "When people die, they will always fall back to their roots. I am afraid that these people of the same clan have no roots long ago. Da Xia gave them a root. If they can't die, they will be so awkward. The mass graves in Lingshan will also migrate over, unfortunately during your lifetime, you cannot become a lonely ghost after death."

"I'll take someone to move over."

The fat brother nodded without refuting.

...

At noon half a month later, a large tomb was erected in the burial mound of the eastern Daxia clan, a bloodstone was removed from the animal bone secret realm and placed together, and the white bones returned from Heling Mountain were placed in Together.

"The dust returns to the dust, and the next life will give birth to a good tribe."

Looking at the bones piled up in front of him, Xia Tuo groaned softly, his fighting spirit rushed out and turned into a little spark, and a big fire was ignited, enveloping bloodstones and bones, and the flames rushed into the sky, reflecting the surrounding figures.

Hum!

Before long, the crimson flames gradually turned into red, and blood clouds surrounded the sky, turning into drops of blood. The rain of blood fell into the flames, making the fire even more flaming.

"Being killed by the monster race, the grievance is too heavy."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xia Tuo said softly, "Qiao'er."

In fact, I had thought of this a long time ago. Today, Qiao'er is wearing a solemn witch robe, with obscure spells whispering in her mouth. The purple gas from the sky is coming from the west, and the family luck from the sky above Tianlu Mountain is mobilized and moved towards The blood cloud comes.

For a while, the purple qi and blood cloud intertwined and turned into a blood world. The blood stones and white bones were still burning underneath, and illusory figures appeared in the bloody smoke and dust. Their faces were hideous, but they were gradually relaxing. As if relieved.

The illusory soul shadows are male and female, old and young, wandering in the blood cloud, with a touch of nostalgia for this world in their eyes, looking towards the surrounding mountains and wilds.

"Go, go to reincarnation."

Seeing more and more figures wandering in the blood world, Xia Tuo waved his hand.

As the witch curse at the corner of Qiao'er's mouth speeds up, more and more purple qi falls in the sky. After the purple qi blends into the blood world, many soul shadows become quiet. The body looks illusory, but the eyes are full of clarity. color.

Suddenly, a figure knelt down towards Xia Tuo, and then more and more figures knelt down, eyes filled with gratitude, and then turned into a bloody streamer and rushed into the blood cloud and disappeared.

This scene lasted for quite a long time, until the last ghost shadow floating in the blood world disappeared, night had fallen, and all the ghost shadows had left, but the blood world was still floating in the sky, and it had expanded to a radius of a thousand feet. And blood and purple.

With the combination of human blood and Daxia's luck, it turned into an independent bloody realm.

"what is this?"

Hearing this, the fat brother also shook his head, and he was also blinded for a while, not knowing how such a boundary appeared.

Under the mental perception, it seems to be somewhere between reality and illusion. It seems that the family luck purple energy and the final vitality of the dead have formed a strange realm.