The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

The ghost tribe is also a race in the wild. Although Xia Tuo hasn't seen it before, there are water tribes such as Muzhu Beads, and the various tribes of the demon tribe are first, so it shouldn't be too surprised.

"who are you?"

In the copper lamp, Qianxun's body changed in size, trying to break free from the shackles of the light twist, but no matter how hard he struggled, the illusory flame was like an invisible realm, imprisoning his body.

The body of the ghost race is essentially different from the flesh and blood body, and they are also different from the ghost.

Most of the souls transformed after the death of the creatures are not easy to remain on the wasteland, unless there is some grievance or some impact during their lives, the soul may have mutated, but there is still a distance from becoming a ghost.

Hum!

Elder Luo flicked his finger, and the flame of the copper lamp suddenly rose.

"Ah~"

Qianxun’s body was instantly burned by the flames, and he retracted back into the black skull, screaming harshly. After a long time, his ghostly body resurfaced, with a touch of dread in his eyes.

There is no doubt that the few figures in front of them are not good at all.

"Ah~

Then, Elder Luo flexed his fingers again.

After repeated cycles like this several times, Xia Tuo just watched and said nothing.

In his perception, the body of the ghost clan looks illusory, but it is already clearly different from pure soul power. The body combines soul power, yin energy, and a breath that he can't see through. Ghostly.

It is this kind of ghost energy that makes the body of the ghost race large or small, between the illusion and the reality.

"Ah~"

"Ah~"

...

"Ah~"

"Hmm~"

...

"You~who are you and what are you doing?"

"Ah~"

...

"Talk about it."

Finally, Xia Tuo said.

"Say what……"

Puff~

The flames originating from the netherworld seem to be a natural restraint for the ghost race, shouting to the thousand souls, he feels that his soul is being punished by the fierce fire, this feeling cannot be avoided, and it hurts deep in the ghost. .

Even if he hid among the Witch Treasure Skeletons, he couldn't hide from the burning of Nether Fire.

"Ah~ you are asking."

"Let's talk about it, who made you destroy Uncle Qingyang."

Hearing the sound, Qianxun's heart trembled, and he realized where he had planted, and he was stared at without even noticing it.

"Yes……"

Qianhun, who was re-transfigured out of his body, wanted to make a sound, but was stuck at the corner of his mouth and couldn't say much.

Elder Luo was about to come again, but Xia Tuo waved his hand to stop it.

Obviously, there are restrictions on this guy. Once he confesses the truth, or as long as he starts to say, even if he touches something that is not important, he may be restricted and killed.

He had thought of this situation a long time ago.

"For me, if you are, you will be silent."

Hearing the sound, he nodded towards Qianhun.

"Are you from Longbo Holy Land?"

"No."

"Are you from Sanzhu Cave Sky?"

"No."

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo then asked: "You come from the borderland."

"No."

"You are from the Great Yin Palace."

"No."

People who are not from the royal court, at this time, dare to come to the border and northwest to do things, and only those guys in the secret.

"Dongtian Holy Land."

Qianhun didn't make a sound, and his illusory body was beating.

Then Xia Tuo paused for a while and didn't ask any more. As for which cave holy place, it is estimated that as long as the ghost clan dares to spit, he will touch the restriction on his body. Of course, it is also possible that the ghost clan doesn't know which cave sky holy place is.

But there is no doubt that those who dare to take action at this time must have some strength. Once this question is asked, it is likely to trigger the prohibition.

After that, Xia Tuo asked, "How do you drive the ghosts?"

"Ten thousand ghost caves, this is a ghostly witch treasure refined by a small broken world."

Xiang Qianhun honestly said that since he was bound by the copper lamp, in addition to the natal ghost treasure where the ghost body was located, the other two witch treasures and ten thousand ghost caves and the dead gold leaf were all taken away.

"Elder Snail."

After a while, Xia Tuo motioned to Elder Luo to put away the copper lamp. It was not easy to find clues from the ghost clan, and if he didn't do it, he had to start the snake.

What can be determined right now is that a cave-in-the-sky sacred place outside the border and wasteland wants to mess up the northwestern land, but what is deeper cannot be determined.

"What do you think of Elder Xun."

"This guy is just a thug, I don't know much."

Xun Fenghou glanced at Xia Tuo, he didn't believe Xia Tuo didn't see it.

Xia Tuo didn't feel embarrassed when Xun Fenghou looked at it this way. The ghost warrior is a shit-chucking stick, responsible for disturbing the northwestern land. As for the hidden conspiracy in the dark, it has nothing to do with this ghost warrior.

This is also the reason why he didn't continue to ask. It is unnecessary. If he asks too many questions, he can't ask anything important, and it's easy to touch the restriction.

After chasing for more than half a year, in the end, I couldn't find the dark hand behind it, which was very uncomfortable.

After thinking for a while, Xia Tuo said aloud, "Let's go to the Giant Mu Bo's Department and give Sanzhu Dongtian a great gift."

He is going to give this ghost clan to Sanzhu Dongtian, as a member of the northwestern land. If someone wants to engage them, they naturally need to help each other, and the overall situation still needs to be considered.

...

The Giant Mu Boss has been very busy these days, and the martial arts struggle of the younger generation is in full swing. As the master, Mu Qingyun will stay with these young people without doing anything.

Xia Tuo didn't dare to be interested in the so-called Qianlong Wudao fight.

Under the night, the giant wood tribe is thousands of miles away in the wilderness.

Mu Qingyun stepped volley into the air and saw Xia Tuo standing holding his hands in the wilderness. His face was pale, and a ray of murderous intent burst into his eyes, but he was pressed down again.

Then the mental mind swept around and found a vague breath not far away sitting on a high slope.

"Mu Clan Lord, long time no see."

Xia Tuo looked at the coming Mu Qingyun and said kindly, turning a blind eye to the oppressive murderous intent in Mu Qingyun's eyes, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"The Xia clan leader is not staying in the north. When you come to my giant wood clan domain, it's hardly possible that you want to surrender to me."

"Okay."

Xia Tuo smiled and looked at Mu Qingyun, and then said: "I am willing to bring Daxia, do you dare to accept it?"

"you!"

Mu Qingyun snorted coldly, and said in a cold voice: "You and I are the same, what's the point of these words."

"Oh, we are different."

Xia Tuo sighed: "Clan Master Mu, you don't understand."

Mu Qingyun sneered at Xia Tuo's words. Everyone was driven by the Hollow Holy Land. They were all dogs, so why bother to pretend to be an adult.

"The Xia clan leader came all the way to argue about this?"

"Of course not. Not long ago, Uncle Qingyang was destroyed, and Uncle Qingyang was brutally killed."

"The Xia clan master thinks it was my hand behind the giant tree!"

Suddenly, Mu Qingyun's eyes overflowed with death, and his breath also tightened.

"I have brought the person behind the shot."

Xia Tuo waved his hand, and the snails in the distance were aging and black smoke appeared in front of him, and the copper lamp with his open palm appeared, revealing the Qianghun who was burned by the nether fire.

At this moment Qianhun was already weak, and since he was caught, he was taken special care of by Elder Conch.

"You just grab someone and say yes, or do you think I'm good at talking?"

Xia Tuo ignored Mu Qingyun, motioned to Elder Luo to imprison the ghost clan warrior, and fell between Mu Qingyun and himself.

"Leave it to the master behind you."

After speaking, he didn't say much, Xia Tuo took the elder Luo and left, disappearing into the night.

Mu Qingyun looked at the figure curled up into a ball, the expression in her eyes was ups and downs. Not long after, there was mud on the remote wilderness and the earth turned over like a dragon, revealing two figures, each holding a witch treasure in each hand, and came to him. .

"Clan Lord~"

Mu Qingyun returned to his senses and said in deep thought, "Take it back."

Then the three figures also disappeared under the curtain of night and returned towards the clan land.

...

After throwing the caught culprit to the giant Mu Bo's tribe, Xia Tuo returned to the clan land with Xun Fenghou and Luo elders. The Cave Heaven Holy Land outside of the wilderness, he can't afford to cause trouble alone, let's fight together if there is any trouble. .

With the temporary fixed star pile in the Great Xia Ancestral Land of the Eternal Mountain Range, Xia Tuo easily returned from tearing the hole, and then took the inheritance witch formation back to Great Xia City.

At the top of the Tianlu Mountain, in the Daxia Clan’s Purple Qi World, the seventeenth Qi Yun pillar has already taken shape, but the haze over the Purple Qi pillar still accumulates.

According to the news from the ghost clan warriors, the cave outside the border wasteland wants to mess up the entire northwestern border wasteland, and Daxia is one of them.

I have to say that this cave sky holy land is very good, the whole thing is to be enemies with several big cave days in the border, and even not afraid at all.

...

Three beads cave sky.

The ghost martial artist who was brought back by Mu Qingyun was soon brought back to Sanzhudong.

At the junction of the border and wild west regions, Qingmu Peak pierced the void, and large cracks spread in all directions like a spider web, constantly reappearing between fragmentation and reorganization.

In the center of the crack, a giant tree rooted in the depths of the hole. The roots were bent like dragon claws and grabbed into the depths of the hole. Every tree trunk covered the void like a mountain in Shenyue.

The bright beads on the spirit wood radiated cyan light, illuminating this gloomy world of caves, one of which was surrounded by blue aura, overflowing with the ancient and mysterious cyan beads, showing a small world. .

In the small world, there are green bamboo forests, and a small bamboo garden in the forest. The old man is in coarse cloth and linen, with white hair scattered on his shoulders, and his eyes are floating with divine light.

He clutched a skull with his big hands, and the ghostly spirit overflowed between his fingers, but was annihilated into nothingness by an invisible force. He wanted to struggle toward the thousand souls, but found that his soul body was imprisoned, and he could only let it go. People in front of them looked unscrupulously.

"Nether ghost clan, staying in the gloomy place deep in the earth without honestly, what are you doing out?"

The white-haired old man groaned with thoughts in his eyes.

"Blood restriction."

Feeling a bloody chain from the depths of the ghost, the old man sneered, and said: "The mere prohibition wants to prevent the old man from investigating his memory."

Then the old man grabbed the skull and walked towards the house behind him. The light inside the stone house was a little dimmer than the outside world. There was a copper furnace the size of ten meters in it, and there was an illusory flame in the furnace.

With a soft sound, the copper stove opened and the skull was thrown in by the old man.

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