The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Xia Tuo's idea is very simple. The teleportation witch formation is broken and needs someone to fix it.

Anyway, the pig will not repair the teleportation witch formation, and then tie the warriors who repair the teleportation witch formation...

cough……

Please come!

As for the shame of this method, Xia Tuo wanted to send the witch formation, what kind of shame he wanted.

Finally thought of a way, Xia Tuo smiled a little bit more, the way is all people think of, good at using your brain, you will be rewarded.

In a blink of an eye, in the 43,840 years of the Chiming calendar, after the sacrifice to the moon, the clan began to work in the new year.

The tits took the people to Wan Bone Mountain in the northern wilderness of the border, the Conch continued to return to the Nether Blood Mountain to find his chance. After the sword was in the clan sacrifice, he went to the territory again. The establishment of the witch hospital was a big project. You need to do it yourself.

Baiyaoge began to gather slaves to plant medicinal herbs in Lingzhou. Not only that, the clan also issued edicts to Lingzhou slaves, exempting nearly 10,000 of them from slavery and becoming commoners in Daxia.

The extermination of slave status gave more than one million slaves in Lingzhou a glimpse of hope.

...

At the junction of Lingzhou and Ancient Land, hundreds of figures stand among ancient woods and forests, and the breath of every figure is the pinnacle realm of heavenly veins.

This is the Heavenly Vein Peak Martial Artist selected from the various tribes of the Daxia Clan. In order to make up for the lack of the Divine Tibetan Realm Martial Artist in the clan, Xia Tuo is prepared to make a bit of ruthlessness.

It is said that life and death are on the verge of good fortune, and the ancient barren land is full of crises and crises.

"Now those who want to quit stand up, let go of the past, and return to the original palace and resume their original positions."

Looking at the ninety-three figures in front of him, Xia Tuo’s voice was slightly silent. These people were all drawn from the tribe. To be precise, they were experimental objects. Even he could not guarantee how many people would survive after entering the ancient forest. .

Of course, the matter has been made clear, and I have told everyone clearly and unmistakably the reason for entering the barren forest, using life and death to stimulate good fortune.

One hundred and fifteen people were originally selected, and 22 people withdrew one after another.

Fengshi stood in the crowd, quietly making no sound. He is now the deacon of the Clan Affairs Hall. Originally, the promotion hall set up by the Clan’s Internal Affairs Hall was a deacon. Later, the internal affairs hall was turned into a Clan Affairs Hall and he became a clan affairs hall. Deacon of the temple.

He has been a deacon in the clan for many years, and his methods are flexible, and he is highly used by the elders, but he also sees that it is difficult for him not to advance to the Divine Tibetan Realm, no matter how well he does it.

...

Quietly waiting for a quarter of an hour, no one said anything, Xia Tuo waved his hand, pointed to the barren forest filled with miasma in the distance, and said: "Check the Ziyun Arrows you carry, go."

Soon, nearly a hundred figures disappeared in the depths of the ancient barren forest, and the wolf followed Xia Tuo. He wanted to speak but he was eager to speak, and finally did not speak.

The ancient savage and old land is dangerous even for the strong of the gods to enter it. The gods must be cautious at the peak of the gods. This group of people at the peak of the sky veins can be said to be nine dead.

On a hill in the distance, a dragon ape with a height of ten feet saw Xia Tuo looking over, turned and disappeared into the depths of the mountains.

How could Xia Tuo not be prepared to let the people enter the wild and ancient land? He asked Dragon Ape to expel all the powerful fierce beasts in the lord level within 100,000 miles of this land, but the ordinary lord beasts left a few .

Of course, the crisis in the ancient forest is not only the fierce beast, but also the miasma, the poisonous insect, etc., he knows what the wolf wants to say, but the middle-level strong in the clan is lacking, and he can't think of other ways to expand.

With the dragon ape following, I hope it can reduce casualties.

"You ordered people to guard at the junction. Some injured members of the tribe showed up and came back in time."

"Yes."

Standing in place for a long time, Xia Tuo shook his head slightly, turned and headed east.

...

Zhu Rongyu, Nether Blood Mountain.

Under the gloomy sky, black mountains undulated, white bones covered the mountains, cloudy wind gusts, evil shadows looming, and the sound of ghost crying everywhere.

Sitting on top of the mountain

While breathing, he opened his big mouth to incorporate the vast void of Yin Qi in front of him. The evil shadow in Yin Qi that had just opened his teeth and claws suddenly showed panic. He wanted to struggle but couldn't, and even was swallowed with Yin Qi.

Woooo~

Some evil shadows were swallowed, the surrounding ghosts rolled with anger, and a series of cold air currents hit the snails.

But Yin Qi is a great tonic for him, a ferocious bug with gold threads on his shoulders, and a row of sharp teeth rattling on his mouth.

Luo's eyes opened and closed, and he looked at the dark sky around him. There was a touch of coldness at the corners of his mouth. His pale face looked like paper. He noticed that the coldness around him became heavier and heavier. He condensed his breath and closed his eyes again. .

He has some understanding of this nether blood mountain. It should be something that caused the blood mountain to form. As for whether this thing is a person, or a thing, or even a ghost, it is not very clear.

But there is no doubt that this thing can't really manifest in this land.

Hum!

His eyes closed, and he began to vomit the yin energy around him, and even the ghost with its teeth and claws was incorporated into the body for refining. After a long time, the surrounding ghosts did not dare to come close to him.

Boom!Boom!

"Brother Luo, Brother Luo, quickly open the door, Grandpa Wu is going to hand it over to us witchcraft today."

In a daze, Qiao'er's voice came from Luo's ears, clever and tender, and there was a heavy knock on the door.

At the next moment, Luo found himself in the stone house, the stone door was ringing, and the sound outside the door was filled with excitement and excitement.

Looking around, there was a beast lamp in the stone house, a stone table, a stone bed, and an animal skin cushion. It seemed very impoverished.

When he was a baby, he was accepted as a disciple by witch.

In a blink of an eye, a hundred years later, Grandpa Wu is no longer there.

Nether Blood Mountain really had some doorways, peeking into his inner memory.

He walked towards Shimen and opened it.

Qiao'er stood in front of him happily, her little leather skirt covered with various bone ornaments.

"Brother Luo."

Seeing the snail, Qiaoer yelled sweetly.

"Let's go and see Grandpa Wu."

"it is good."

After speaking, the two of them walked one after the other towards the stone house where the old man Wu was, and the conch kept looking around. The clansmen who were in contact were as good as they once remembered.

Outside the stone hall, Old Man Wu was sorting the herbs, and he smiled kindly when he saw the two appearing.

"Come on, I teach you today to identify witch drugs."

"Okay, Grandpa Wu, Brother Luo, let's go."

Qiao'er replied sweetly at first, and then took Conch's hand and walked towards the old man Wu, only to find that Conch was still there.

"What's the matter, Brother Luo, why don't you leave."

Seeing Qiaoer's puzzled look, Luo gently shook his head.

"I miss it, I really want to thank you."

Following his words, the Qiaoer in front of him was taken aback for a moment, and then turned into black smoke and rose up, and then the surrounding houses, mountains, and figures turned into black smoke, and gathered in the sky and turned into a black cloud.

In the black fog rolling, a copper-cast lampstand is up and down. The lampstand is one foot high, with a flat base underneath, a round lamp trough on top, and a slender lamp post in the middle. A lamp in the lamp trough twists and jumps. Black flames.

Copper lamp.

The snail showed a touch of surprise. There are countless such bronze lamps in the wild land, and almost any tribe can be found. Who can imagine that it has evolved into a blood mountain boundary.

His spirit radiated out, trying to capture the lampstand, but when the black cloud rolled, the lampstand returned to the black cloud.

call.

In the wind bursts, the snail woke up from the silence, with a bright light in his eyes. The picture just now was captured in the constructed illusory spiritual realm. The copper lamp should be somewhere in the Nether Blood Mountain.

If you find the bronze lamp, you can know the origin of the Nether Blood Mountain.

He took a great interest in copper lamps. Such a treasure with evil and cold breath is a treasure to him.

And the ability to derive a boundary is enough to explain the extraordinary of copper lamps.

...

Thousands of miles away from the Nether Blood Mountain, a small mountain range is only three miles away, and there are small rivers outside the mountain. Countless figures under the mountain are building houses and stone buildings.

A man wearing an animal skin robe came from a distance, dragged the fierce beast he had just hunted, and walked into the semi-completed tribe.

In the small valley in the center of the tribe, the stone temple stands tall.

"The patriarch, this is the gathered scattered department. The scattered department with a radius of one hundred li is gathered together. There are more than 56,000 people in total, but the strength is a bit poor."

Jue said to Xia Tuo, he didn't know why the patriarch wanted to draw him out of the Heavenly Soldier Hall and come here to gather a small tribe.

"Well, be sure first."

Xia Tuo nodded. With Daxia's current methods, gathering a small tribe is just a matter of hand. Before Yunlan Mountain said that he wanted to form a small tribe, and he wanted to build a city, so he simply had two aspects. All start.

"Take your time, at least you have to develop into a superior tribe to look a little bit worthwhile."

Hearing this, Jie nodded. As an old family member who followed Xia Tuo's family, he got a purple blood fruit, so he is now a warrior in the Divine Tibetan Realm. Perhaps looking at the Great Wilderness is nothing, but controlling a small tribe is more than enough.

Xia Tuo didn't pay much attention to this small tribe. It was still too small to be worthy of his direct control. His purpose in coming to Zhu Rongyu was to rush to teleport the witch formation.

These days, he has already figured out the inside and outside of Huoyun City, but behind Huoyun are the three major uncles, so make more preparations in advance to avoid being caught in the future.

After seeing the small tribe gathered by Jie, Xia Tuo got up and headed towards Huoyun City. Instead of staying in Huoyun City, he took the teleportation formation of Huoyun City to Muyang City. There was nothing in Muyang City. Stayed and went to Panshan City.

Muyang and Panshan are the two of the three cities controlled by the three great uncles of Withered Wood. The cities with teleportation formations are all central cities of one region, and it is conceivable that they are definitely the cornucopia of crowds.

After several turnovers, Xia Tuo appeared in Penshan City.

Penshan has already escaped from the forces of the three uncles with dead wood. He came here to confuse the three uncles.

After all, once the teleportation witch formation is destroyed, the Sanbos will inevitably be tracked down. He began to show some traces along the way of Penshan City, which can be regarded as providing the Sanbos with a little investigation direction.