The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

A petrified totem seed appeared in front of him, then the problem came.

The stalwart of the innate totem, even if it is a casual cultivator, understands its importance. Once in this world, it is unceremonious to say that neither the Bos nor the Hou have the right to fight. Only the kings that suppress a region have it. Qualified to compete.

And once Wang Ting knew it, he would be furious and set off a big conquest.

Regarding his Daxia Ministry, Xia Tuo prides himself on being a little complacent, but he also knows Daxia’s name. At the moment, he can’t even spread the name of Daxia. The simplest example is that the Holy Cave of Heaven is not looking for puppets. Come to Daxia, it is enough to show that people look down on Daxia.

What's worth paying attention to in such a remote border of the nine wild regions, the most northwestern barren land among the borders.

Looking at the shortage, there are dozens of uncles, and there are no few more powerful than Daxia. Even the Hou has one. If you want to send totem seeds, you can give it to other powerful uncles.

What a destiny, what a tortoise?

The black-robed man appeared here, without the slightest concealment, to give him the innate totem seed, if there was nothing tricky, he could not believe it.

The black-robed people are unclear about their origins and their strengths, which is very uncomfortable.

On Dark Golden Kuixiang, the black-robed man's eyes looked like an abyss, looking at Xia Tuo from a distance, and then said: "I'm here to participate in the bartering conference."

"please."

Xia Tuo narrowed his eyes slightly, minimizing the fluctuations in his spiritual world.

Boom!

The next moment, Dark Golden Kuixiang stepped forward, and the thunder flashed on his body. The horrible aura made the surrounding void distorted and cracked, full of cracks. Then Kuixiang's huge body began to shrink gradually, turning into half a meter in size, and the mysteriousness on his body also Converged and became an ordinary little elephant.

The black-robed warrior fell on the wilderness ground, and Xia Tuo discovered that his figure was tall and taller than ordinary people. The body under the black robe was strong and the limbs were strong.

However, after two steps, the aura on his body gradually declined, and his figure became rickety. When Xia Tuo approached, the black animal skin covering his face disappeared, revealing an old face with a cracked surface. .

"Why, what's so good about me as an old man."

Xia Tuo gently shook his head and turned sideways. An old man really didn't look good.

The old man just staggered towards the Black Dragon City with the little Huangxiang, which was quite different from the way the world was just now Weiling.

Outside the Black Dragon City, there was a surging flow of people, countless warriors coming and going, acting as a teleportation witch formation, plus the attraction of the bartering convention, large and small tribes in the Daxia clan were attracted, making the city extremely lively.

Hundreds of warriors were stationed at the gate of the city. This was the city guard in the Black Dragon City, and the leader was an elite warrior drawn from the Great Xia War Master.

Seeing the old man entering the city among the crowd, Xia Tuo stepped back to the highest level of the Black Dragon Tower. At this moment, he could no longer catch the old man's trace.

"The order is passed down and the big formation is on standby, ready to inspire the big formation at any time."

Yin Hong used the ground-level high-ranking wizards to set up the sky-level formation, which is really difficult for him. Fortunately, there is a formation plan, but I don't know how powerful it can be.

One day passed, no accident happened in Black Dragon City, but Xia Tuo never dared to take it lightly.

As the days passed, more and more sacred masters came to the Black Dragon City. Counting the patriarch-level warriors of the vassal tribes, soon the number of sacred masters in the Black Dragon City exceeded a hundred, and the number was still Is increasing.

...

The main mansion of the Black Dragon City, here temporarily became Xia Tuo's wagon, as the bartering convention got closer and closer, he did not dare to leave in the city.

"The patriarch, the patriarch of the Huo Ling Bo tribe has arrived, as well as the two elders under his command."

Moxie came from outside and said to Xia Tuo: "I have already moved into Yaolin Shique in the city."

"Have you found an old man carrying a big gourd?"

Xia Tuo nodded and asked aloud that not only was the Huo Ling boss here, but also the elders from the Snake, Giant Spirit, Qingyang, and even the Lu You clan of Tianhuai City came to the south of Daxia.

For Daxia, these uncle forces all want to know that this bartering conference is a rare opportunity.

"No."

Moxie shook his head lightly. There were stone towers in the Black Dragon City, and you could observe the locations in the city. If an old man carrying a gourd came, he would have discovered it these days.

"Where is the old man with the wild elephant?"

"I have found it. For the past few days, most of them have been lingering in the food stalls in the city, constantly eating and drinking, and doing nothing else."

The black robe old man can isolate the spirit from prying eyes, but the flesh and blood body can't disappear. Xia Tuo drew a rough outline, plus a small wild elephant, which is fairly easy to identify in the city.

There are many food traps in the Black Dragon City that are hidden stakes of the Shadow Guard, and the skin rolls have already been distributed, so it is not difficult to find the position of the black robe old man.

The reason why he painted it is only a rough idea, in fact Xia Tuo is also very helpless, because he can't remember the real appearance of the old man, the reflection in the world is not clear.

Shaking his head lightly, Xia Tuo let out a long sigh. Doing these things is just to make himself feel at ease. It is easy to avoid it with the strength of this old man, so doing this is actually a waste of effort.

"The bartering conference is about to begin, and the stability of the city must be done well. I will ask Elder Snail to come back to cooperate with you and control the stability of the city together."

No matter what the old man's mind is, since there is no violent means, Daxia still has to do what he should do.

"I understand."

The evil spirit nodded and stepped back.

"Are you ready?"

Following that, Xia Tuo asked endlessly in the void.

"Properly."

Not long after, Fat Brother's voice came in.

"Thank you all arranged."

The bargaining conference was held in the Black Dragon Pavilion, using the Secret Realm of the Cave Sky Witch Treasure, which had already been transformed for this reason.

...

In the Black Dragon City, there was a lot of voices and countless warriors gathered here. For the people in the Daxia clan, this bargaining conference was simply a grand occasion that had never been seen in hundreds of years.

In order to improve the sense of identity with the Daxia clan, Xia Tuo specially ordered some city lord, city lieutenant, and part of the city area to come to Black Dragon City, and let them see it for nothing else.

In fact, most of the people who can reach Black Dragon City across the vast mountains and wilds are casual cultivators in the Divine Hidden Realm, and ordinary Celestial Vein Realm’s casual cultivators come from the Daxia clan domain, and Daxia Qing will have to destroy the murderers in the wilderness. It is still very dangerous for the martial artist of the Heavenly Vein Realm to cross the Daxia Clan Realm.

Outside the Black Dragon Pavilion, clan soldiers wearing black armor are stationed. Everyone is the peak cultivation base of the Heavenly Vein Realm, which separates the possibility that most warriors want to enter the Black Dragon Pavilion.

Seeing a middle-aged martial artist walking by, Gou She greeted him, first held his fist and gave a salute, and then said: "Adults need to leave a mark of martial arts to participate in the bartering conference."

Hearing that, the middle-aged warrior frowned. He had participated in many city bartering conventions and had never asked for such a request. However, when he saw the black slate that was a square foot in size, he pressed his big hand toward it. .

Hum!

In an instant, a blue light burst out, and there was a road pattern looming on the black stone slab, and a palm print was imprinted, two inches deep.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged warrior showed surprise in his eyes. His strength is located in the second level of the Divine Tibetan Realm, and he is four points away from the third level of the Divine Tibetan Realm.

This witchcraft slab was deliberately made by Xia Tuo. It had no other use, but it could detect the realm of the martial artist.

As for the craftsmanship, it was also collected in Daxia over the past few years. I didn't find it useful before, but it was taken out by coincidence.

"My lord is the second-tier powerhouse of the Divine Hidden Realm. This is a bronze decree from an adult that can enter the first-tier rooftop."

Gou Snake handed a bronze token to the middle-aged warrior, and then said: "Your lord, this token can drip blood to recognize the master, and it can be combined with the Shenxu Pavilion in my Daxia clan domain. If you need any spiritual objects, you can Come directly to the Shenxu Pavilion to redeem."

"Shenxu Pavilion?"

The middle-aged warrior will be suspicious, and under the guidance of a black armored soldier, he walked towards the depths of the Black Dragon Pavilion.

Then, Gou She walked towards another warrior, preparing to take the next warrior into the Black Dragon Pavilion.

In this bargaining conference, the strong of the gods can bring two warriors below the gods, and the warriors of the peak of the sky can also participate, but they need to wait for the warriors of the gods to enter the arena.

...

In the stone hall at the bottom of the Heilong Pavilion one hundred meters underground, various Dao patterns were carved around it, Xia Tuo and Qiao'er appeared in it.

On the stone table in the center of the stone room, black slates were spread out. This is the mark of martial arts left by the martial artist who entered the Black Dragon Pavilion within a half of the morning.

"Uncle Patriarch, there is one person at the peak of the gods, one person at the nine levels of the gods, one person at the seven levels of the gods, 21 people at the three levels of the gods, and sixteen people at the first level of the gods..."

After checking these imprint slabs one by one, Qiao'er said to Xia Tuo.

"Nine of them belonged to the vassal tribes of our Daxia, and one of them left a trace of Daxia luck on the mark. Their strength was in the seventh stage of the Divine Hidden Realm. It should be the hidden Divine Hidden Realm in our Daxia Tribe. It's a casual cultivator from outside our Daxia clan."

"There is still one hidden in our Daxia clan domain."

Qiao'er's words, let Xia Tuo take a moment to know that as the city system gradually stabilizes, the clan fortune has completely enveloped the Daxia clan. Such a strong person should not be able to hide under the general trend of the invisible clan. Gotta live.

"Uncle, this person is not limited to the Seventh Level of the Divine Hidden Realm. The imprint he left is seven inches deep and his breath is round and unsullied. It is very likely that he has hidden his strength."

"Since this person is contaminated with Daxia clan luck, it means that he has contact with Daxia. Besides, now that he has not left Daxia clan domain, it shows that he has concerns. Let's start with him and see if he can be included. Come in the Daxia system."

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