The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

"want."

After a while, Xia Tuo answered very simply.

"You have a few destinies, forget it for me."

The old man's breath had just eased, his expression was suddenly stagnant, and it took a while before he recovered from the stone house. It seemed that the scene just now had never appeared before.

"There is naturally only one destiny."

The materialized totem species appeared in Xia Tuo's eyes again.

"Totem species needs human luck, which is the power of all beings."

The old man looked at Xia Tuo, his turbid eyes gleaming inexplicably, and then said: "I feel the vitality from your tribe, the vitality of the tribe."

"and many more!"

At this time, Xia Tuo said.

The old man who was about to leave stagnated, his cheeks sideways slightly.

"Is the giant wood uncle a human race?"

After pondering for a moment, the old man's hoarse voice sounded and said: "Legend has it that a long time ago, the human totem martial arts did not have its own system. The heavens and all spirits, including the human race, are pursuing the method of evolution and transformation, and have gone through thousands of attempts. .

There are divine beings, murmuring the blood of divine beasts, absorbing the spirit of heaven and earth, melting the blood of human race, and transforming the shape of divine beasts."

Then, the ripples were like tidal waves, the void was distorted, and the old man disappeared into the void with a small wild elephant.

Xia Tuo frowned slightly looking at the petrified totem species on the stone table. The old man's words explained many problems.

After a while, he condensed his mind and watched the Totem Seed guilty. How to install this thing, the old man's origin is unclear, his strength is unfathomable, it is obvious that he is coming to Daxia.

The petrified totem species is overflowing with a faint purple gas, and the surface covered with folds and cracks is filled with holy aura. The vicissitudes of life it contains seem to have experienced the precipitation of eternal age.

To be cautious, Xia Tuo didn't touch the totem species, let alone peeping with spiritual thoughts, and the spirit transmission called the sword over. The old man left, naturally, there is no need to be so cautious.

"What's wrong, Atuo."

"Keep this totem seed here, don't touch it, and don't spy on it with mental intent, I will return to the tribe."

Seeing Xia Tuo's solemn instructions, Jian Die nodded.

"Okay, I understand."

Xia Tuo walked out of the stone house and instructed the evil spirits to disperse all the warriors outside the stone gate before taking the teleportation witch formation and daring to go towards the tribe.

Innate totems, there is a living in their own tribe, and if you say that destiny is long ago, destiny is returned.

Back to the tribe, I saw Wuwu sitting cross-legged, breathing the purple air around him, and every time it seemed to mobilize the airflow of tens of thousands of miles.

Looking at this scene, Xia Tuo remembered a word the old man had just said, the power of all beings.

Purple Qi is the external manifestation of Qi Luck, and it is indeed appropriate to call it the power of sentient beings for the collective business ideas.

When he came to Tianlu Mountain, he pulled Wuwu down.

"What are you doing."

Being awakened from a deep sleep, Wuwu was very dissatisfied. As the innate totem master, the way for him to improve his strength is to sleep, of course, going deeper is to absorb the ideas of the tribe.

Especially now that Daxia controls the clan domain, the ideas he has absorbed are far beyond the past. The Daxia clan is vast, and invisible ideas are gathered in all directions all the time.

"Someone sent me a totem seed today."

"what!"

The small body like a loach jumped suddenly, and then it fell on top of Xia Tuo's head.

"Atuo, you want to change me."

I took this gadget from the top of my head and placed it in front of my eyes.

"In your inheritance memory, are there any memories of other innate totems."

"No."

Xia Tuo was holding his little tail, two little fleshy wings flapped, and there was a touch of confusion in the little purple eyes, and finally he shook his head, but he shook his head and said:

"The totem is to absorb the vitality of the human mind in order to reshape the real body, transform and evolve, and the petrochemical totem can't get rid of this shackle if it wants to revive."

Xia Tuo nodded. The old man's intention to give him a totem seed was very clear. The totem seed was useless for casual cultivators. Without a huge ethnic base, it could not generate the power of sentient beings.

Reminiscent of the Holy Land in the Cave of Heaven under the guise of the human tribe to intervene in the struggle for luck, the old man planted a totem to him, and there are similarities and equal effects.

In case the petrochemical totem species are truly innate totems, once they are nurtured by the power of sentient beings gathered by the Daxia clan, it is very likely that Daxia’s original totem will be swallowed and the dove will occupy the magpie’s nest.

Of course, the premise is that Woo is an ordinary totem.

"Atuo, the totem species, I took it and swallowed it."

After understanding the causes and consequences, Xia Tuo looked towards the flaming clan fortune, but did not notice any sense of crisis, so he relaxed slightly.

"Okay, I will bring back the totem seed."

"Get it back quickly, I will swallow it first."

Seeing Xia Tuo far away, he screamed, shaking his chubby body and returning to the huge deity.

...

It took a short half a day to go back and forth. The bartering conference in Black Dragon City is still in progress. Hundreds of various spiritual treasures are presented, including various Tao fruits, which makes many warriors in the gods sway.

But each one is ridiculously expensive. After all, there are only a few that can get good luck, so that on the fourth-tier and fifth-tier rooftops, many warriors' eyes are looming, and their spirits are shining.

Of course, Xia Tuo is not all for fun, some treasures are still to be taken out, such as the weak water orb, which is a spiritual thing bred in the endless tide, and can be used to understand the way of water.

One day later, when the bartering meeting ended, a warrior walked out of the Black Dragon Pavilion and walked in all directions. Many people looked in a hurry and kept peeking around.

Long Xiangsheng felt the qi left over from his body and couldn't help but smile bitterly. This time he was regarded as hated by others. This kind of work was not a good thing at all. Can he not be hated by raising prices arbitrarily?

It's a family, otherwise it's not easy to leave the Black Dragon City. He stayed in the Black Dragon Pavilion and didn't go out. This made some warriors who linger outside the Black Dragon City hate their teeth.

Why are you coming out...

After the bartering meeting was over, Da Xia also started to get busy. The fifteen casual cultivators selected by Xia Tuo earlier were arranged for the elders of the clan to contact.

...

Five hundred miles southwest of Black Dragon City, there is a hill on the wasteland. The mountains are rich in vegetation and there are fierce beasts walking among the forests.

After He Ge walked out of the Black Dragon City, he quickly volleyed away. He didn't get anything at this bartering meeting. He originally wanted to exchange for the Soul Crystal, but because there were not enough spiritual crystals in his bag, he had to give up.

When he was about to volley across the nameless hill, he saw a figure standing on the top of the hill with his hands holding his hands, like a towering mountain, standing there as if he merged with the mountain and turned into a mountain.

A general trend of if there is nothing, penetrates the surrounding void.

The strong!

Thousands of feet apart, He Ge stopped, and it was obvious that this person was really waiting for him, and he couldn't escape.

Feeling the pressure of Ruoyuowu around him, he couldn't hold it anymore, and said in a deep voice, "Why do you stop me?"

"God hides the peak."

Xia Tuo turned around and looked at the coming middle-aged martial artist, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"I'm here to invite you to join my big summer uncle's department."

Daxia Clan Lord!

At this moment, Hetian has recognized Xia Tuo's identity. For him who was born and grew up on this land, it can be said that Daxia's starting point is extremely clear, and it is even a testimony.

"I am a casual cultivator. I once came from a tribe and had great enemies. Da Xia'an dared to accept me, not afraid that I would become a hidden danger in the future."

"I heard that in the far east of the Profound King Territory, there are endless oceans, gathering thousands of rivers and huge rivers on the wild continent, inclusive of hundreds of rivers, and eventually becoming an ocean."

Xia Tuo said softly, "You have bone ornaments made from monster bones. It seems that your hatred comes from the monster."

Hearing this, a touch of disdain appeared in He Ge's eyes, and the original plain aura became floating.

"The dignified man is in vain as Uncle Fang, and cannot protect the stability of the tribe, and cannot protect the Jingping of the clan. Facing the big monster, he bows to his knees and allows the evil to raging."

It can be seen that he has a deep resentment towards Uncle.

Hearing this, Xia Tuo's voice changed, and then he said: "Since you feel that Bobu is in vain as the clan of Fangzhen, why don't you change it yourself? Although my Daxia has been established for a short time, the matter of killing monsters has never fallen. , And even ordered the gods of Tianhou Mountain to kill the demon uncle, one person's power is limited, the Great Xia Hai is a hundred rivers, tolerating the universe."

He Ge pondered and fell into contemplation.

"My Daxia will be treated as a fourth-grade Qi luck rank."

Looking at the people in front of him, Xia Tuo disappeared from the top of the hill.

"I will wait for you in Black Dragon City for three days."

He Ge looked stunned. He could clearly see what Da Xia had done in recent years. Judging from what Da Xia had done in recent years, it was indeed different from other Boss, especially Bu Wu Quartet. He set a totem. Shenzhu, this is a great kindness for San Xiu.

For a long time, most of the uncle's cognition is that casual cultivation is the root of the disaster.

Speaking of demon trouble, his anger must be traced back to Luoshui, which was already destroyed. Facing the siege of demon soldiers, Luoshui not only turned a blind eye, but also blocked the news afterwards.

For Luoshui, a middle-level tribe is gone, but for him, it has lost everything.

As one of the few people who have survived the extermination of the demon soldiers, he has been reduced from a clan young master to a casual cultivator. In order to let him escape, A-da and the elders of the clan fought hard, but now he still cannot get rid of.

This hurdle made him unable to step through, otherwise he would have already crossed the supernatural power realm.

Over the years, he has been cultivating while searching for the traces of monsters, but unfortunately, his power is weak.

Speaking of it, Daxia was really the first uncle who was not afraid of the evil and dared to destroy the great demon with great fanfare. Although he didn't know how many twists and turns there were, he was much better than other uncles when he dared to fight the great demon. .