The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

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In the food trap excavated by the giant tree, Xia Tuo stared at him. After a long time, Xia Tuo came back to his senses and shook his head slightly.

He still knows his own weight. Every cave heaven has passed on for a long time, and it is not scared. It is definitely not a simple existence to experience the ups and downs of the great age without falling.

To say that he was frightened, it should be the Shanhai Dongtian behind Daxia, not him. In the eyes of Dongtian Holy Land, Daxia even with him is nothing but a puppet from Dongtian Holy Land, nothing like giant trees and Zidian. Different.

If this is the case, it also shows that the fake cave heaven sacred land he created is working.

A few people ate and drank in the food, a few cups of ancient springs, a medicated meal, left hundreds of low-grade spirit crystals, I have to say that this is quite expensive.

Then, several people randomly found a few adjacent wooden houses in the ancient city to live in temporarily, and in the next few days began to wander around in the ancient city of Qingteng, observing this somewhat closed ancient wood boundary relative to the outside world.

After a few days, Xia Tuo discovered that the center of Qingteng Ancient City was filled with a thin green mist, shrouded in the central area of ​​the ancient city for a hundred miles. In the green mist was the place where the spirits lived. The warriors outside couldn't get in at all. Anyone who enters the blue mist will be thrown out.

Of course, the spirit race is not always good-tempered. For those who repeatedly want to peep their clan’s land, they will be buried under the tree as fertilizer. As for whether anyone is looking for death, just look at the ancient woods around Qingwu that are thicker than the outside. One lap, you can see that many people are looking for death because of curiosity.

Ten days later, when the Festival of the Spirits began, thousands of people appeared on the shore of the lake, and a table woven entirely of green vines floated above the water.

Four young girls from the spiritual race were dressed in Tsing Yi, with wooden headdresses hung on their heads. The Tsing Yi was embroidered with tree patterns, guarding a girl in colorful clothes in the center.

The girl in Caiyi is the holy girl among the population, and it is rumored that there is a single-handed way of rejuvenating.

On the lake, wooden boats were standing next to each other. The boats were full of people, looking at the holy girl on the platform one by one. Xia Tuo stood with his hands in the crowd, not conspicuous. As for the others, they were also crowded in the crowd. Know where it is.

Seeing the girl of the spirit race pour the lotus seeds in the rattan baskets into the water, the jade hand of the soul girl lightly touches, an inexplicable wave arises, and the lotus seeds that fall into the water emit light, and a bud grows. , And then grow up at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into vines.

It is indeed not lotus leaves, but vines. The twists and turns of vines are intertwined, like green snakes, drilled out of the water, swimming like a water snake, swimming in all directions towards the lake, and rushing into the surrounding lake shores. In the soil, it takes root in the soil and gradually turns from blue to brown.

Ordinary warriors felt surprised by the vision, but what Xia Tuo saw was another scene. The lotus seeds formed by the lotus flower actually grew vines. This is the melon field and the plum, or the Li Daitao stiff.

Obviously it is the beings between different species, and the means of changing species is called creation.

But this kind of bizarre scene turned decay into a miracle in the hands of a warrior in the Divine Tibetan Realm. It seems that the Spirit Race still has something and knows some powerful secret techniques.

The Festival of the Spirits is the day when the spirit vines are worshipped. The entire ancient city of Qingteng is very lively. The large lake where they passed by before has become a gathering place for everyone, and warriors are constantly throwing various spiritual objects into the lake.

Xia Tuo also pretended to throw a few spirit crystals into the water, mixed in the crowd and walked ashore, and found the fat brother near the place where the spirit race lived.

"The green mist here is very strange. It seems to be able to distinguish the bloodline. People who are not from the spirit race will feel the bloodline relaxation and blood rushing when entering it."

Hearing this, Xia Tuo looked at the fat man, who really dared to break.

"I also discovered that there are restrictions in the ancient city, and warriors who exceed the supernatural power level will probably be suppressed, or they will not be able to enter here.

"you sure?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Tuo asked out loud.

"Fatty, when did I tell lies."

Xia Tuo followed Fat Brother's words and thought towards the depths. If the realm of opening up is really restricted in Qingteng Ancient City, then it also confirms why the Giant Mu Bo is here to meet.

It’s safe. Everyone is attentive and afraid of each other. Everyone is at ease here.

I don't know the cave sky behind Daxia, so I can only proceed with caution.

Obviously, coming to Qingteng Ancient City this time nearly a year in advance was a waste of effort. Fortunately, it took less than a year for the martial artist to retreat.

Next, Xia Tuo nested in the tree house to continue to comprehend Taoism. The ancient city of Qingteng was filled with ancient vitality, and it was also overflowing with a faint ancient barbaric atmosphere, which was much stronger than his insight into Taoism in the barren land outside.

On the contrary, Fatty didn't practice, and he kept dangling in the ancient city of Qingteng. With his thick skin and deliberate cover, he quickly integrated into the ancient city.

Time passed quickly, and when it came to the League of All Tribes in a flash, outside the wooden house where Xia Tuo was practicing, a spiritual warrior came.

There is a faint blue light on the body of the spirit race, and it is scorching vitality, giving people a very quiet and peaceful feeling. There is a sapphire-like bark inlaid on the center of the eyebrow.

The children of the spirit race, from birth, both men and women, will take a small piece of bark from an old tree. After the secret method of the clan, it will be embedded in the center of the eyebrows. As they grow, the bark will also gain vitality. The nurturing of the body has become extraordinary.

"Dare to ask Mr. Xia, my ancestor invited Mrs. Bo to the dating league."

Soon, Xia Tuo walked out of the wooden house, very surprised.

"My lord, please."

The spirit tribe warrior bowed.

Xia Tuo glanced at the old gourd next to him, nodded slightly, and then motioned to the Spirit Race warrior to lead the way and walk towards the place filled with blue mist.

The mist is heavy, the mist is like a sea of ​​heavy smoke, and the feet are covered with vines, the surface is smooth and round, and exudes turbulent vitality.

"My lord, just ahead."

After walking for a certain distance, the spirit clan warrior master stepped forward and pointed towards the front of Qingwu, and then the figure disappeared into the fog.

Xia Tuo looked at the green mist around him, his spirit could only be a hundred feet away, and he felt a chaotic scene and couldn't see the sight clearly.

What role does the spirit race play in the alliance of the tribes?

As for the spirit clan knowing his identity, this is no accident. If an outsider comes in from the family land and he doesn't know it, then the tribe should stop playing and wait for it to be destroyed.

He walked with each step, tens of meters away with each step, a few steps away, the fog began to gradually become white, and there was the whistling sound of the sky in the white fog.

When I came back to my senses, I found that I was standing on a mountain top surrounded by clouds and mist, surrounded by mist, the sky was howling, the mountain top was gentle at my feet, and there were stone cases separated around.

At this moment, there were already two figures sitting cross-legged on the mountain top with a radius of less than ten feet.

At the highest point, an old man in a green robe, with blue silk scattered on his shoulders, a youthful face, faint wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, and a pair of eyes with vicissitudes of life.

Behind the stone case a little below the old man, a middle-aged warrior wearing a gray robe sat cross-legged with a smile on his face.

At this moment, both of them were looking at Xia Tuo.

Xia Tuo's eyes circled around and saw that there were four empty stone cases left, which were obviously left by the four uncles.

"Master Xia, please take a seat."

The hoarse voice sounded, and it was the man in Qingpao who spoke.

Raising his hand and holding his fist, he walked on, and came to a stone table and took a seat. On the stone table, the white mist curled up in the stone furnace, evolving into a scene of entwined vines and ancient trees, exuding a faint fragrance.

The Qingpao people should be the ancestors of the Spirit Race. Obviously, the people of the Spirit Race have also participated in the alliance. As for where they stand, it is still unclear.

As for the other middle-aged warriors, they should come from the Yu family.

"Xia has something unclear. I don't know if the ancestor of the Ling family can solve the puzzle."

Xia Tuo looked towards the ancestor of the Spirit Race and said softly.

"The Xia clan is at ease, my spirit clan is not a troublesome person. This time the Northwest Union League, the old man only has a pair of eyes and no mouth."

The ancestor of the Spirit Race groaned softly, and then said: "As for why the old man is sitting here, please trouble Uncle Yu to say."

Xia Tuo's eyes fell on the Yu clan martial artist, who was called Uncle Yu by the ancestor of the spirit clan, and there was no doubt that the martial artist in front of him was the Yu clan.

The title of Uncle Yu is not the same as the title of the masters of the Northwestern princes.

Calling Master Xia like Xia Tuo, he was just the head of the Liebo tribe, and his strength reached the supernatural power realm, and he was called the title of honorable person.

"Master Xia, today's alliance is promoted by our Yu family. Today, the four uncles that are capable of gathering luck in the northwest are Daxia, Zidian, Giant Wood, and Black Dragon.

For everyone's peace of mind, I finally chose the ancient city of Qingteng as the place of the alliance. Naturally, everyone can trust the reputation of the spirit race."

"Ok."

Xia Tuo nodded. Although he nodded, how did he know the reputation of the Spirit Race, but how could he lose his aura on such an occasion.

It's just surprising that the Union League was actually promoted by the Yu family, which is intriguing.

"Uncle Xia don't have to think too much. My Yu family is just following the weather and feels that the time has come. Therefore, we launched this alliance and got everyone's response.

Now, although Yaoluo has withdrawn from the northwest, it is still raging in the frontier desert. If it can lead to an alliance, reduce casualties, and preserve the vitality of our human race, why not do it."

"The Xia clan master can rest assured that the land of my spiritual clan is safe and secure. Even people from outside the sky can at best find shuttles outside the ancient city and dare not go wild in my spiritual clan."

At this time, the ancestor of the Spirit Race spoke out, with a touch of indisputable sigh in his tone.

"My Spirit Race has nothing to ask for. I just want to make the border and wasteland stable again and not be raged by the Monster Race."

Upon hearing this, Xia Tuo immediately showed a touch of respect, and clasped his fists toward the ancestor of the Spirit Race and Uncle Yu. As for the words of the two people just now, he listened to half and let it go. As for the truth and falsehood, it remains to be determined.