The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

In the depths of the abyss forest, the blood was filled, the ancient barren forest seemed very silent, and in some places there were suppressed screams, creeping on the ground in the forest, struggling.

It is a pity that these injured warriors did not come to treat them, leaving them lying on the ground, blood gurgling.

The Nine Ling Bo tribe’s clan land is crisscrossed with mountains and rivers, and the black soil is overflowing with the ancient atmosphere. On this black soil, tall mountains stand tall, separated by a long distance.

On the mountain fox peak, a faint purple qi was shining, and the phantom of the formation method was looming in the purple qi. The clansmen of the Nine Spirit Fox Malle lined up on the mountain. .

At the foot of the mountain, the clansmen of the two bloodlines of Lingtang and Jiuling have surrounded the mountain fox peaks.

"Fox brand, hand over the totem seed, otherwise your foxtail line will completely disappear."

In the void outside the mountain, the two illusory figures are a hundred feet high. These are the magic powers of the witchcraft line. Of course, this is not the same thing as the magic power.

The auras of the two phenomena outside the Fox Mountain were far worse than the supernatural powers.

Two hundred-foot-tall witchcrafts, one is a woman wearing a water-blue witch skirt, the other is an old man with white beard and black robe, and the two look in the direction of Hushan.

"Fat Fu, Jiuhe, you two scumbags sneaked on me secretly. If you want totem, please come up and get it yourself."

In the Fox Mountain, an old man with long and narrow eyes, with an illusory breath on his body, looked out of the mountain with cold eyes.

"Hmph, you sneaked and killed Chifu's old witch sacrifice, we just did it according to your method. If you say it is despicable, we also learned from you."

Tan Fu is a beautiful woman, and between her gestures, there is a faint charm of charm, especially the voice, as if it has the magic power to penetrate the void, and it sounds like a bloody impulse.

"Shoots, it's no wonder that you have a dead man, and you can firmly control the lingering vein."

For a while, he had already torn his face, and the relationship between the same clan had long been broken, and Fox Brand opened his mouth to curse.

"Fox brand, you are looking for death."

With a sullen face, Jiuhe looked at Fox Mountain, and said coldly: "In this case, wait until you break the Fox Mountain, and see what you have to rely on."

"kill!"

In a moment, the figures surrounding the Hushan Mountain rushed towards the direction of the Hushan Mountain. For a while, there were densely packed figures around the Hushan Mountain, yelling to kill them.

The clansmen of the Lingtan and Jiuling veins are behind, and the clansmen of the other veins in the clan are at the front.

In the Nine Spirits and Nine Meridians, except for the Baiyou, Fuque, and Changhe three Meridians, each of whom had escaped, almost all of the Chifu Meridians were strangled. The remaining veins were a lot of casualties, and the rest gathered around Hushan .

A totem of destiny has completely plunged the Nine Spirits into a cannibal situation.

kill!kill!kill!

Accompanied by the shouts of killing, the blood and energy rose again, and the figures fought together. Even the warriors of the gods were caught in the chaos, and the blood bursts continuously.

"If you have a seed, come up and get it!"

Hu Lao's eyes flashed with craziness and blood, and he held a petrified totem seed in his palm, overflowing with purple light, flashing like breathing.

With this totem seed, he is the destiny of his destiny, what kind of tribe!

Above him, the purple qi belonging to the line of Fox Mountain had been enveloped in thick black smoke, and the black smoke tightened the purple qi's essence like a big net, transforming two evil dragons entrenched in the void.

Hushan's air luck is still good, the air luck of the other veins in the clan has already withered, turned into a cloud, and is about to completely collapse.

The clan luck of the Nine Ling Bo tribe is different from other tribes. Each of the nine veins has air luck and eventually converges into a big column of Qi luck. So which line in the Nine Ling Bo tribe becomes the palm clan, then it is equivalent to getting the nine veins. Common blessing.

"kill!"

The Hundred-Zhang Wu Li Fa outside the Fox Mountain turned into smoke and dust. The two figures finally couldn't help but rushed towards the top of the Fox Mountain. An unnatural red glow appeared in their eyes, and then disappeared in a flash. .

"Temple Array."

Looking at the rushing mutton and Jiuhe, Hu Lao showed a sneer, punched the magic trick in his hand, and suddenly thousands of black bugs rose from the mountain.

These black bugs have two pairs of translucent wings and mouthful fangs, forming a big net, rushing towards the two figures in the air.

"Black Lacewing, you are actually feeding these things!"

"This was originally something I prepared to compete for the palm clan, but I didn't expect it to be used on you."

The fox brand's eyes were cold, and thousands of insect shadows greeted Dove crane in the wave of his hand. The old man directly shot several witchcraft in his hand, but there were still many insects that did not stop him, and dense insect shadows surrounded him.

"Do not!"

With a scream, after a while, when these black bugs spread their wings and flew away, a white bone fell from the air.

When he saw it, he suddenly showed panic. A light shield appeared and protected him. Then he took out a long black banner in his hand. A black shadow was walking around the banner, making a harsh sound. Time made the black bugs afraid to approach.

"Bafang Mingluan flag, your ancestral thing is in your hands."

Surprise appeared in Hu Lao's eyes. The Nine Spirits Department had once been extremely brilliant. At the peak, which one of the Nine Meridians separated from each other was not weaker than an ordinary Department, and the combined forces were close to the Hou Department.

Later, because the clan power was too strong, it caused the monster clan's jealousy. The palm clan fell into the hands of the powerhouse of the Jiufeng monster clan. At that time, if Tianhou Mountain hadn't taken the initiative, the Jiu Lingbo would disappear from the northwestern land.

...

"It's all good stuff."

In the distance, Yin Hong stroked the poor little beard on his chin, looked at the black long streamer, his eyes revealed a greedy look.

"This is the Octagonal Luan flag of the legendary Nine Spirits Boss. According to legend, it was the Nine Spirit Palm tribe who accidentally entered into a small world as gloomy as the Nine Netherworlds, and saw a young Luan bird. I wanted to collect it. The war beast, because the underworld bird couldn't follow it, beheaded it and made it from its quill bones, ranking it among the heavenly witch treasures."

Hearing this, Bai Jiuhu's eyes showed a touch of pain. How could he know this treasure as the elder of the Nine Spirits, but this treasure was lost back then, and he did not expect it to appear in the hands of the Lingtan line.

Lingtan's vein is so hidden!

Do not!

It should be said that Foxtail and Jiulin are so deep hidden.

"The Nine Spirits Uncle is indeed well-known. The black worm will only be born on the rotten ancient ghost beasts, and the ancient ghost beasts are all powerful existences, such as the dragon and the ancient elephant."

"The large formation on the Fox Mountain actually fits the black scorpion worm. This is the scorpion pattern that controls the yin character. It is difficult to imagine the inheritance of the Nine Spirits, so powerful."

Yin Hong continued to sigh, making Bai Jiuhu more and more embarrassed.

This is his clan land, but at this moment he is like a spectator, watching his clan killing each other, this feeling is beyond words.

"Elder Yin, how long can the Nine Spirits' guardian array last?"

"Hook up the ground pulse, at least it can last a month."

Hearing that, Jian Ding nodded, and after Yin Hong came from the clan, they didn't spend much effort and quietly entered the interior of the Nine Spirits Clan.

As for the position of the formation base to enter, it was handed over to the Dragon Sparrow Guard, and all the tribes outside the big formation either waited for the end of the internal fighting of the Nine Spirit Boss, or found a way to enter the big formation.

At this moment, the Guiwei Army is wandering around the Nine Spirits, looking for the inheritance of the Nine Spirits. With the Bai Jiuhu, the leading party, it is easy to find a place to find the inheritance of each line.

"My lord, please do it."

The white nine fox gritted his teeth and bowed to Jian Li and said: "Many of these people are craftsmen in the clan, not to mention those who can build ordinary armor, and some have participated in the creation of witchcraft."

Jianzhe did not make a sound, still looking at the direction of the fighting Fox Mountain, and then she asked aloud: "How long has the Totem Seed appeared, the Nine Meridians have changed."

"I don't know when the Totem Seed fell into Chi Fu's hands."

"My lord~"

Jian Liao squinted his eyes and looked at the figure fighting on the Hushan Mountain.

"Look into the eyes of people like them."

Hearing this, everyone looked in the direction of Fox Mountain, and they soon discovered the difference.

"How could there be such a strange blood flashing in their eyes."

"The Nine Spirits and Nine Veins have been passed down for thousands of years. Even if there is friction between them, they have not reached the point where all parties will kill each other and die endlessly, even the old, weak, women and children."

Jian Dian's words made Bai Jiuhu's body tremble. He has always wondered why things turned out like this. At this moment, Jian Dian's words made him a little bit incredulous.

"Totem species!"

"Have you seen the appearance of a totem?"

"No."

Bai Jiuhu shook his head lightly, and then said: "But I heard that it looks like a holy spirit with nine tails. What kind of destiny is this? It's death!"

"My lord, save them."

Bai Jiuhu knelt down and whispered to Jian Dai.

Jian Lian looked at the kneeling figure with some appreciation, so it was suitable to see Bai Jiuhu as the elder of the clan, and her eyes looked in the direction of Hushan again.

She didn’t care about the fight between the two sides, even if she had a heavenly witch treasure, but she hadn’t really figured out what was tempting the entire Nine Spirits. She was reluctant to do it. Back to Daxia, the consequences will be worse.

It's not an exaggeration to call it a seductive thing that can make a piece of Huang Huangbo so fragmented.

The people who killed each other on the Fox Mountain seemed to have subconsciously ignored their own identities and regarded each other as an endless enemy. This kind of charm was terrible.

...

Above Hushan, a weird smile appeared on Hu Lao's face, and purple in his pupils.

The celestial fox danced in the purple qi, before turning into a peerless beauty, demon and holy, two completely different auras converged on the same figure.