The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

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The top of the sea of ​​clouds fluttering like a fairyland, Xia Tuo did not see through the scene before him, guessing that it should have evolved from a secret method.

For a moment, the words were silent, and all the people present here were human spirits, so just stop talking.

Uncle Yu did not continue to explain why he promoted the alliance. This matter was done by his Yu family, and Yu did not care how outsiders guessed it.

On the contrary, the ancestor of the Spirit Race smiled and said aloud: "This is an illusion mountain world of my Spirit Race, which can isolate the prying eyes of the primordial gods of the land.

At the beginning of the Demon Rebellion, a demon of the Jiufeng Demon Race entered this realm as a soul, and wanted to peep into the secrets of this world."

The strength of the spirit clan obviously exceeded Xia Tuo's expectations. A Yu clan and a spirit clan seemed to be really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon on the northwestern land.

But think about it, no matter how backward the frontier and wasteland are, it is also the vast wasteland that has experienced a great era. For hundreds of thousands of years, how much magic has been bred in the wasteland, who can say clearly.

Not long after, the mist surging outside the mountain, the white mist was torn apart, and a wisp of black smoke came through the white mist. The black smoke was densely formed, vaguely forming a wave of waves, and there was the sound of dragons in the black mist.

A tall warrior who wore black dragon leather armor appeared on the top of the mountain. A pair of eyes seemed to be beating with black flames, and their eyes wandered around, exuding a strong wild aura.

When this shadow fell on Xia Tuo, Xia Tuo felt a heavy pressure, as if there was really a flood dragon in front of him.

Heilongbobu, Ao Yu.

Xia Tuo squinted his eyes, Uncle Black Dragon's strength exceeded his expectation. This was a powerhouse in the manifested sacred realm, a bit more tyrannical than Uncle Giant Wood.

Immediately afterwards, clouds and mist surging in all directions on the mountain top, like a huge ocean rolling, two figures appeared almost at the same time and fell on the mountain top.

The two great masters, Zidian and Jumu, arrived.

Mu Qingyun appeared and looked around for a week. When she fell on Xia Tuo, her complexion darkened, and then she calmed down and sat down behind a stone case.

"Why didn't Zi Wuji come? You are an adult, Zi Wuxiao."

Ao Yu's voice sounded like thunder.

"Brother Wuji is unwell and has already abdicated. Now I am the master of Zidian."

Wearing a purple robe, the young man with a silver dragon shadow transformed by purple electricity and silver light, with purple electricity shining in his eyes, said softly.

Until then, Xia Tuo knew that the original Zidian boss had changed.

As for the reason for changing the master, everyone in the audience understood it after a little thought, but everyone didn't say anything. They are all puppets outside, and there is no need to conceal the master.

Xia Tuo's eyes swept over, and he found that Mu Qingyun's strength was deeper than before he was violently beaten. When he felt Xia Tuo look at him, Mu Qingyun's eyes flashed sharply.

The corners of Xia Tuo's mouth moved lightly, but there was no sound, but Mu Qingyun's complexion suddenly turned pale.

Bastard!

He understood Xia Tuo's lips.

"What to look at, and then I will beat you up."

"Cough~"

At this time, the ancestor of the Spirit Race seemed to feel the subtle atmosphere of the mountain, and lightly coughed everyone's attention.

"Several of them are the masters of the same party. They are backed by the mountain. The old man is older, and he will sell the old for once. As a witness of this alliance, since everyone is here, let's start."

Then, Uncle Yu said aloud: “I am also a witness of this alliance. The future of the border and the northwest is in the hands of the four uncles. The Yu family has rooted for tens of thousands of years. There is only one sentence. I hope you all remember the marginal shortage of descendants of my human blood."

Uncle Yu said in a word, except for Xia Tuo, the remaining three uncles all changed their expressions, especially Uncle Black Dragon. Black smoke overflowed and undulated on the strong body, as if burning flames.

Mu Qingyun wanted to say nothing, but after all, there was no sound, but a sneer appeared at the corner of Zi Wuxiao's mouth.

"Okay, don't bother. My Black Dragon is in the most southwestern direction of the Northwest Territory, bordering the deserted areas of the Western Regions. Ben is not an insatiable person. Mandrill, bears, dragon fish, and scorpions, my black dragon is set."

A stern look appeared in Ao Yu's eyes, and he looked around, not caring about the changes in the expressions of the ancestor of the spirit race and Uncle Yu.

"Let's rely on our abilities, and we will compete again when the time comes."

After listening to Ao Yu's words, Xia Tuo immediately realized that what kind of conference is this?

Sure enough, I heard Uncle Jumu's words next.

"Your Black Dragon's appetite is also too big. The two uncles of Arowana and Suan are south of my giant tree, north of Tianhou Mountain, and Black Dragon is south of Tianhou Mountain. You are not afraid to kill you."

"I am not greedy for Zidian. The four uncles of Yuanshui, Dihuang, Xiang, and Yanshen can be led by Zidian."

"Let Zi Wuji come, you Zi Wuxiao is not qualified."

It was Mu Qingyun who said again,? Xiang Bo was in the north of Jumu, and Yan Shen was in the northwest of Jumu. He had already regarded this as having meat in his mouth. This guy came to grab food.

The corner of Zi Wuxiao's mouth shrank slightly, and he whispered, "Uncle Xinghai is in the southwest of our clan. Counting the barren buffer zone, the straight line is less than 30,000 miles."

Hearing this, Mu Qingyun's voice became more and more chilly.

"I'm afraid you don't have such a good mouth."

"I think Brother Ao's mouth is good." Zi Wuxiao looked at Ao Yu.

Then, Ao Yu sneered and echoed: "Some people think that they are called the first uncle in the northwest, and they really think they are the first uncle, and they don't take a piss to take pictures of themselves. Are they qualified?

"Asshole, Ao Yu, you are looking for death."

"Come on, I'm afraid you won't succeed. If you don't screw your head off, I won't be called Ao Yu."

"Come on, you'll be a joke if you don't come!"

...

wonderful!

The three uncles yelled at him, leaving Xia Tuo alone in the theater.

No way, he is so transparent!

It was really interesting to see that the three big uncles were vying for battle like the Wild Vixen.

He has nothing to do.

The northwestern land, from north to south, from resource-poor to rich resources, more than two-thirds of the vast area in the north, there are only less than one-third of the number of tribes in the northwest, and less than one-third of the area in the south. There are more than two-thirds of the number of uncles.

The lower, middle, and upper tribes in the south are even more numerous and densely populated than in the north.

Therefore, due to geographical reasons, Daxia was just ignored by the three big uncles in front of him.

He was far away from the land, poor in the land, and few people. He wanted to compete, but no one could compete with him.

Originally, Jiulingbo was regarded as the northwestern land, and the dividing line between tribes and densely populated areas. From the Jiulingbo to the south, it was the Great Northwest Territory, and the Jiulingbo to the north was the Small Northwest Territory.

But now the Jiuling Bo is long gone, there is an endless buffer zone between the Small Northwest Territory and the Great Northwest Territory. The natural regional buffer prevents Da Xia from conflicting with other Boss.

And the three uncles that still exist in the Northwest Territory are the three uncles of Huashe, Giant Spirit, and Qingyang. Obviously these belong to Daxia.

Xia Tuo doesn't need to fight anymore, and the three big uncles won't come to grab it. They know what they mean. Da Xia Nest will drink in the northwest.

"The Dragon Fish Bo is right in front of my giant tree, and you Ao Yu are not afraid of breaking his teeth."

Ao Yu didn’t care about Mu Qingyun’s threat at all, looked at Zi Wuxiao, and said, “Brother Wuxiao’s arrival in the position is gratifying. Xinghai is right by Zidian’s mouth. I think Zidian can suppress the Quartet. Dominate the Xinghai."

There was a sneer at the corner of Mu Qingyun's mouth, not saying much.

Xia Tuo saw this scene, feeling Mu Qingyun had spent so much fussing about Xinghaibo, the root is here, in order to confuse Zidian.

I just don't know if Mu Qingyun has taken the Xinghai Bo's department now.

Seeing the competition between the three major uncles, Xia Tuo bored a look at the white smoke floating in the stone furnace in front of him, as if he was curious about the vine image transformed by the white smoke.

Ao Yu, Mu Qingyun, and Zi Wuxiao's verbal battles lasted for a short time, and they greeted each other's ancestors well, but they were almost fighting.

Xia Tuo is very boring, no one quarrels with him, and he has nowhere to show his cursing skills and is very depressed.

He looked at the ancestor of the spirit race and found that the eyes of the ancestor of the spirit race were closed and seemed...asleep.

Uncle Yu's face was pale, and he didn't know what he was thinking when he was sitting there. He was probably thinking about the legendary tribal alliance back then.

I don't know if the tribal alliance at the beginning of the year was like this.

Everyone divides the spoils unevenly~ No, this has also discredited Daxia's glory. It should be said that political opinions are disagreeable, and opinions are disputed, not swearing.

It seems that Uncle Yu really has the foresight and found such a hidden place, otherwise if this scene is spread, it is estimated that the entire northwest will be bombed.

Everyone is a master, and they all want face.

...

"Let's see the real chapter under our hands!"

Finally, Mu Qingyun put down a cruel remark.

"it is good."

"Who is afraid of whom."

In the end, the three uncles temporarily divided the loot.

As the first in the northwest, the Giant Mu Bo is preparing to lead the Flame God, Xinghai, and Arowana to expel the evil and reproduce the glory of the human race.

Heilongbu followed closely, preparing to lead the three tribes of Mandrill, Yuxiong, and Suan for common development.

The Zidian Department was not to be left behind, and wanted to lead Yuanshui, Dihuang, and Xiang to develop together with Huanglongcheng.

As for Daxia, everyone has finished picking, and the remaining three major divisions of the Northwest Territories are Daxia's own land.

Seeing that everyone had finished arguing, the ancestor of the Spirit Race woke up in time.

"My masters, you will all be the masters of a tribal alliance in the future. I will wait and see."

The ancestor of the Spirit Race smiled and said, then the style of painting changed, and he said in a deep voice: "But since you are the leader of the human race side, you have to do some personnel affairs, right?"

For a time, the sky blew on the top of the mountain, and except for Xia Tuo, the other three uncles' complexions suddenly turned pale.

Say they are not human!

They are the dogs of Dongtian Holy Land, if it's not for nothing, are they willing to be dogs?

Dead old man.

You are not human.

Hearing this, Xia Tuo nodded, thinking that the words of the ancestor of the Spirit Race sounded very exciting, and it was a human being to do personnel affairs, which was nothing wrong.

Seeing Xia Tuo's indifferent expression, Uncle Yu couldn't help but frowned.

Still nodding there, don't you know that the ancestor of the spirit race is scolding you.

Can you be a little bit ashamed?

PS hasn't changed today. Kavenka is a bit serious. In this state, I really don't move. Relax at night.