The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Daxia Palace.

"Are you really willing to rate your troops?"

This time, Xia Tuo's expression was solemn, looking at the giant river in front of him, and asked every word.

Ju Jiang raised his head, the corners of his mouth moved for several breaths, his expression struggled, and finally turned into a touch of firmness.

"Yes."

Xia Tuo's words didn't stop, he still said aloud.

"So far there is no giant Lingbo."

"Giant Spirit Totem surrendered to my Daxia Jumang."

"The giant spirit uncle will be split. You need to bring the blood of the master of the giant spirit into the city of Daxia."

"Accept the purple qi ribbon seal of my Daxia Qi Luck Rank."

Every word of Xia Tuo made Ju Jianghe's body tremble, the corners of his mouth were filled with pain, his brows were rough, and his muscles bulged.

Regarding this, Xia Tuo was not in a hurry, and quietly looked at the giant river, the giant spirit clan master under such a appearance, enough to reflect the current situation of the giant spirit boss.

The nine parts of Lenovo's Nine Spirits killed each other, although the giant spirits weren't to that level, I'm afraid it would not be much better.

"My giant river swears by the totem and ancestors of the great spirit of ten thousand years!"

After a stick of incense, Ju Jianghe, who came back to his senses, raised his right hand.

"If there is nothing in what I said, the giant spirit will not exist."

At this time, Xia Tuo was even more sure that the Giant Spirit Division was really going to die. The oath was not taken lightly. The oath of this world is not a past life. It is better to fart to listen to the oath and vow on the wasteland. Failure to comply will result in retribution.

"Clan Master, please!"

Ju Jianghe's attitude was very low, and he directly regarded himself as Daxia's subordinate.

"Okay, without further ado, let's go to the Giant Ling Bo's Department."

After that, Xia Tuo and Ju Jianghe walked out of the main hall. When they walked out of the inner city, he secretly moved towards the Xun Fenghou who was practicing in the inner city, took the old gourd, and followed him to the head of the giant spirit.

The necessary precautions are still to be done. After all, there is only one life, and there is no rehearsal in life.

...

On the way to the Ju Ling Bo Bu, Xia Tuo learned a lot from Ju Jiang He's mouth, such as the ins and outs of the Long Bo Holy Land, which was behind the snake, the green sheep, and the deer that the tribes combined to do something for Da Xia.

As previously guessed, the fact that the Northwest of the Qingteng League was divided by the four great uncles was secretly revealed to the four giants from the Longbo Holy Land.

Because he was afraid that Daxia would annex himself, the four parts were united. Knowing that Longbo Sacred Land did not dare to be kind, but when his own interests were about to be violated, he had to stand up and resist.

But I don't know what happened. Some time ago, the people from Longbo Holy Land suddenly stopped appearing. Even if the four clans went to the Purple Power Department several times, they returned without success.

Xia Tuo knew this very well, Long Bo Sacred Land retracted, and it was the previous Long Bo Xiansheng strong man who came to look at the Da Xia veins. After being scared away, it seemed to be really useful, a soldier who failed to fight.

As for those high-class tribes in Daxia's territory, the four uncles did not lose their ties. Since they came to Daxia, Jujianghe would naturally not conceal these things.

The group rushed to the giant spirit tribe land in just two days. The giant spirit tribe land is very different from the border wilderness tribe land. The other tribes choose Qijun Dangerous Peak and Spirit Earth Cave Sky as their clan land.

The clan land of the Ju Lingbo tribe is on a wilderness, this wilderness has many tall stone pillars, stone mountains scattered irregularly on the wasteland.

After a long time of erosion, these stone pillars have weathered from the surface to the depths, and holes can be seen emerging.

Some weathered boulders looked like stone platforms from a distance, like giant axes, stone spears, stone spears, etc., each of which was very large, with the smallest being hundreds of meters high and the larger being thousands of meters high, plunged into the depths of the earth.

These boulders are full of a faint atmosphere of primitive vicissitudes, and some of the stones are also carved with traces of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, and trees, but these traces are not ancient, and should be carved by the giant spirit tribe themselves.

Xia Tuo was too familiar with this breath, the giants.

From Wuwu's mouth, he learned that the giants are descendants of the Kuafu God Clan. Once in the wild land, there was a Kuafu God Kingdom. The lowest mountains there were all high, and the Kuafu God Clan lived.

Later, the kingdom of God was shattered, the Kuafu God Clan was destroyed, and the remaining bloodline was the Giants. The Giants inherited the Kuafu God Clan's bloodline, and also inherited the Kuafu God Clan's faith and temperament, worshiping the world, and watching the stars.

As the descendants of Kuafu, the giant tribe is actually a very large tribe, divided into countless branches, such as giants of the earth, giants of flames, giants of gold and stone, etc.

The giant's mark previously found in Tianlu Mountain belongs to the line of giants of the earth.

And the aura permeated by the rocks on the wasteland of the Giant Ling Bobu is the aura of the same line as the giants of the earth, but after a long time, the aura of the giants has almost disappeared.

Had it not been for Xia Tuo who had just come into contact with the Mark of the Earth Giant not long ago, he would have really ignored it.

These weathered stone tools on the wasteland of the Giant Lingbo tribe should not know how much heavy skin has been stripped. According to the stone tools made by the giant tribe, the smallest is also a thousand feet in size, and the largest here is also a thousand feet in size.

Soon, Xia Tuo and his group stepped into the depths of the giant spirit clan under the leadership of Jujianghe, and looked at the clan luck of the giant spirit tribe. They were already weak as the sunset, as thin as mist, in the purple ocean. , A big golden bird turned across the sky.

This big golden bird has an angry head with a sharp beak like an eagle's beak. The top of the head seems to have a glass crown, the tail of its feathers is red, and the rest is gilded.

In every breath, when the feathers were flapping, the void seemed to be a big wave.

"Gold Wing Roc?"

Xia Tuo groaned lightly, and then shook his head. It wasn't the Golden Winged Roc. The golden-winged Roc's tail was not red, and the whole body was gilded.

"Gold-winged bird."

After observing for a while, Xia Tuo's eyes fell on the totem of the Giant Ling Bo Bu.

At this moment, he knew that the human body of the Ju Lingbo tribe was much larger than that of the Dahuang tribe, not because of blood, but because of the visualized totem and the cultivation method, which has been passed down from generation to generation. Physical.

Beneath the golden-winged bird, a giant god-shaped figure, slightly indistinct in appearance, was already pressed by the golden-winged bird.

The golden-winged bird's wings ran across the sky, covering the sky that belonged to the giant totem spirit, and it was even more controlled by the golden-winged bird's huge claws, leaving only hard support and no resistance.

Obviously, this state will be completely suppressed by the Golden Wing Bird at any time.

In the center of the giant spirit tribe, there is a weathered altar with a height of two hundred feet. The engraved lines on the surface of the altar have been weathered, leaving only a vague giant phantom.

This giant phantom is the totem of the giant spirit uncle. Back then, the giant spirit ancestors discovered this fragmented boulder wilderness on this wasteland, found this giant deity that still has a meager scratch, and set it up. The giant Lingbo.

At this moment, the altar was filled with a faint blood, Xia Tuo fumbled indelibly, and then heard Ju Jianghe say: "In order to support the totem spirit, the high priest brings the young and strong of the clan, every once in a while I will cut my wrists and use the blood of the people to stimulate the vitality of the totem."

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo's frowning brows stretched out. Although this method is cruel, it is still within the scope of his acceptance. The giant spirit boss has risen due to the giant deity on the altar. After so many years, it has been sacrificed for generations. Became one.

It is a good way to sacrifice totem spirits with the blood of the people of the tribe, but it is also a way to treat the symptoms rather than the root cause. In the end, the blood of the whole tribe can only be drained.

It is estimated that the giant Ling Bo is also in a desperate situation. Without the totem, the giant Ling Bo will gradually die out. Either the bloodletting will be released, or it will wait for death.

There is no way to survive.

Xia Tuo came to the stone platform altar ten meters away, looking at the vague giant imprint on the altar, the surface of the stone platform was very weathered, and one could clearly see the stones connected to each other. Strong force will break.

The next moment, while his mind was moving, a ray of purple light appeared on his body, and then a copper plate of totem appeared, flying out from above his head, humming and gradually rising into the sky.

Purple air overflows above the disc, and the power of all living beings is looming. The three totem marks begin to gradually emerge in the purple air. The three totem spirits of the nine-tailed sky fox, tiger dragon, and Qinyuan appear.

Tweeted!

In an instant, the gold-winged bird entrenched in the sky above the giant Ling Bo screamed loudly, its wings flapped, and suddenly the sky was full of purple air and rolled like a huge wave.

A pair of golden-winged bird's eyes bloomed with two dazzling golden lights, fierce as electricity, breaking through the sky, and planting toward the three totems.

For a while, it even ignored the suppressed giant Totem Spirit, and instinctively sensed the threat from the three innate totems on the opposite side.

At this moment, the giant Totem Spirit, who had been suppressed for decades, was finally able to take a sigh of relief, vomiting purple qi, and his body slowly stood up, reaching a height of a thousand feet, purple qi surrounding like a purple belt.

Rumble!

At this moment, the purple energy was tumbling in the sky above the Giant Ling Bo, as if there was a thunder explosion, Xia Tuo waved his hand and smashed the totem copper plate out, facing the golden-winged bird.

There were no moves, only a smash, and the competition was the power of sentient beings. The power of sentient beings derived from the people of the Eight Dao Lands gathered together easily overshadowed the giant Ling Bo.

Tweeted!

At the moment of the collision, the golden-winged bird screamed loudly, and then a pair of golden claws were hit by Qin Yuan and Hu Jiao respectively, and the three innate true spirits were directly crushed.

There were no fancy and whistling things at all, and the ones that weren't playing with the imaginary were directly crushed, and the three innate spirits rolled in, regardless of the sharp claws of the gold-winged bird piercing into the body.

Rumble!

The next moment, the golden-winged bird flew out and uttered a burst of cry. It retreated ten miles away, but the three-headed innate true spirit followed closely. It was not at all polite. It clenched its butt and ran all the way. Suppress and beat up.

For a moment, the golden-winged bird flapped its wings in the purple air above the giant Ling's head, constantly crying and fleeing, and the golden body was knocked out a lot of light.

Xia Tuo controlled the totem disc with his spiritual mind, and didn't even personally fight him personally. After a brutal fight, he incorporated the golden wing bird into the copper plate.