The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

"Go ahead."

Following Xia Tuo's instructions, a cold and evil black gas emerged from the feet of Elder Luo, slowly spreading to the upper body, and quickly turned into a cloud of smoke and flew towards the outside of the stone temple.

Xia Tuo's eyes were surprised. He didn't expect the snail to touch a doorway on the ghost martial artist. This smoke escape method had a somewhat invisible shadow of the ghost clan.

With the strength of Conch, it is more than enough to secretly monitor several newly arrived towns. These people can't be counted in a short time, as long as they don't jump out and make trouble for him.

He has never been a generous person, but as the leader of Daxia clan, some things cannot be solved by killing. Daxia wants to grow, he must be a hundred rivers.

Even if you know that some people are forced to return to Da Xia's command, you still need to accept them first and take their hearts slowly.

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Giant wood tribe domain, high-class Qingsong tribe.

At noon, the green pine tribe land, the mountains and wilds are verdant, the green shade between the mountains and forests is like a cover, the ancient trees are wrapped, the clear spring is gurgling, and the sun shines with colorful rays.

In the center of the clan, there is a thousand-foot-high Lao Song Qiuqu, with a faint green mist permeating the surrounding and above.

Rumble!

The waterfall on the top of the mountain roared, falling into the huge deep pool below, splashing water.

Next to the waterfall, under the ancient pine, the Changqing Muya of the Qingsong clan wears a wide beast robe with white beard and hair, but his back is straight while sitting cross-legged.

On the winding mountain path, a figure hurriedly walked, and the breath seemed very messy, which caused the silent Qingmu Ya to wake up from meditation.

"what's going on."

Qing Muyan, who had just climbed the top of the mountain, was about to speak when he heard the words of the patriarch and said hurriedly: "The patriarch, the crew is really deceiving.

The young people that Qingming brought back were really too much. They wanted Qing Guo and the girls to wait for them to sleep. Something, if the people of the Giant Mu Bo's do this, wouldn't they be afraid of causing public anger?"

Hearing the sound, Qing Muya showed a sharp look in his eyes. The middle-aged warrior in front of him was his brother of the same generation and the general affairs elder in the family.

"After several people from Qingming participated in the Giant Wood Qianlong Martial Arts Conference, some of the people they met said they were the children of the Giant Wood Boss. They said that they came to our Qingsong for a few days to play. I didn't expect it to be this kind of virtue. This is just one day. Excessive."

Qing Mu Yan was angry and snorted coldly: "Our Qingsong tribe is a vassal tribe under the rule of the giant Mu Bo, but it is not their slaves. These bastards are really deceiving people, one of them is even wrong. To be drunk, to drag the women of the clan."

...

At the same time, in a stone temple below the main peak of Qingsong, the temple door was closed.

"Asshole, who made you so bold and broke the important things in the family, you can't escape the blame."

In the hall, there were a total of four figures. At this moment, the one who shouted loudly was a warrior from the Divine Hidden Realm, but he was almost a hundred years old. The other three were all at the peak of the Heavenly Vessel Realm and were nearly a hundred years old.

All four of them were tainted with a strong smell of meat and wine, and the copper cauldrons and jade pans on the wooden table in the main hall were in a mess.

The young warrior who was reprimanded had a look of dissatisfaction, and hummed: "Muhe, what are you, it's just a fluke to promote to the Divine Tibetan Realm by taking Purple Blood Fruit. If we don't accept it, we will make gestures."

"Mutang, dare you...not afraid of ruining major events in the clan."

"The Shaona clan oppresses me. This is not the holy land, Dongtian, but in the wasteland. It is just a group of people of humble blood. Lao Tzu regards them as their blessings. They dare to resist and it will not take long for them to let the giant wood destroy this so-called Qingsong Department. ."

Mutang grabbed a can of wine and poured it out, then looked at the other two companions, grinned and said: "We are only the lowest level in the Holy Land. Those with high blood will beat and scold us at will. If it's difficult, I still have to suffer myself.

What's the matter with a lowly kind woman who enjoys the wasteland outside? It's impossible that the dignified blood is not qualified yet, do you think?"

Mu He looked at the three people in the hall with a look of dissatisfaction, and there was no way.

In fact, he didn't think it was too much. Aren't they just women of humble blood in the wasteland? Being able to serve them from the Holy Land was the blessing of these women's cultivation over the years.

But Mutang was a bit too much, and he wanted to forcibly pull the woman who happened to pass by outside the stone temple to commit the wrongdoing. This naturally aroused public anger.

Although they currently have the skin of the giant wood uncle on their bodies, the four of them can't get a high-class tribe together. If you want to play a woman, just play secretly. It's not the time to grab it.

Although they were also born in the Holy Land Cave Sky, in fact, there are ordinary warriors in the Holy Land Cave. Under the blood inheritance for a long time, many people's blood lines have been restored.

There are a large number of people with withered blood in the Holy Land, and it can only be said that the people with strong blood they were born are much higher than those on the wasteland.

In Dongtian Holy Land, their bloodline dried up people, in fact, their cultivation is similar to the warriors on the wasteland. In the Holy Land, they are the lowest-level guys, otherwise they will come out of the Holy Land and come to the wasteland.

I'm used to being suppressed in the Holy Land. As a holy land warrior, he is more noble than the untouchables.

For a while, the atmosphere in the stone hall was a bit silent.

"Well, we have a mission here. The clan’s edict dictates that we have a good relationship with the younger generation of the Qingsong clan, so let’s stay a bit better."

...

On the peak of Qingsong’s main peak, there are five young warriors standing in front of Qingmu Cliff. Qingqi was brought to Daxia by Xun Fenghou. However, Qingsong, as a tribe under the rule of the Giant Mu Bo, must respond to the Giant Mu Bo’s willingly or unwillingly , Therefore sent five Qingming people to go.

"Mu Yan, go and stabilize these people first."

Qing Mu Ya first gave a vocal order, no matter what the giant wood boss, even if he wants to ask for justice, these people will not be able to move for the time being. If they do not move, they may change to the so-called justice, but if these people are moved, it will be For the Qingsong tribe, it was a big trouble.

Even if these few are treacherous, but the wild is not really reasonable.

Seeing Qing Mu Yan left, Qing Mu Ya looked at the five clansmen in front of him.

"They are members of the giant wood uncle department, how did you get to know each other, why did they come to our Qingsong tribe."

Among the five, Qingming has the highest strength. He is the First Division of the Divine Hidden Realm, but in fact he is over a hundred years old. He was originally the leader, but he did not expect that after going to Jumu, he was allowed to participate in the martial arts dragon battle.

Hearing the patriarch’s question, Qingming said aloud: “This is how the patriarch is. They also participated in the martial arts Qianlong meeting. When they returned, they said that they were going to visit the clan territory. I happened to invite us to our Qingsong tribe. ."

"Grandpa patriarch, these people are very arrogant. Saying a word to us is like giving alms. It's very annoying. They don't seem to look down on us at all, but they still rely on our Qingsong tribe."

Qingguo's eyes were still red, and if he hadn't run fast before, he would have been assaulted by those people.

"They are just a bunch of shameless bastards."

"By the way, patriarch, I accidentally heard someone say they are holy places, but then they were stopped by others, and then the words went to other places."

Hearing the sound, Qing Muya's eyes showed a glimmer of light, and he asked again: "These people came out of the Giant Mu Bobu?"

"No, there are also a few young people from the Jumubo tribe in the upper-class Liuyu tribe, and they are about the same strength as the people in our clan."

"What kind of technique do they practice, but the giant tree Tianshuang technique."

"No way."

"I didn't pay attention. The giant tree is the uncle, and there are so many exercise books.

"Okay, Qing Guo don't go anymore. The order is passed down so that the women in the clan will not go to Qianshan for the time being. Qingming, you will entertain these people and coax them temporarily."

With a wave of his hand, Qing Mu Ya let the few people in front of him leave. He has been in charge of the Qingsong tribe for hundreds of years, and he has visited the Jumu Bo's department and worshipped more than ten times.

Jumu is naturally very domineering as an uncle, but it hasn't been domineering to the extent of looting, otherwise the clan will be unstable.

The giant tree was stupid, and would not do such self-destructive things, not to mention just a few cubs of the Celestial Vein realm, and did not have the qualifications for domineering.

"Come here."

"Patriarch."

A vine armor clan soldier soon appeared on the top of the mountain.

"Tell Qinghong, that the old man missed Yu'er, so let him go to the Tiger Blood Tribe and bring Qingyi and Hu Yu Niang back to stay for a while."

Qinghong is Qingqi's father, and Qingyi is Qingqi's younger sister. He is married to the eldest grandson of a superior tiger blood tribe.

...

Half a month later, as Qing Yi brought her husband and daughter to the Qingsong tribe, Qing Muya also knew what she wanted to know.

Like its own tribe, the Tiger Blood tribe has several such cubs.

What kind of trick is the Giant Mu Bo's doing?

Qing Mu Ya was also uncertain for a while, but he didn't try to test it. It was obvious that the Giant Mu Bo's secrets were unknown, and he could not touch it with his strength.

If you go to inquire easily, and then be known by the Giant Mu Bo, some accidents will inevitably happen.

The four giant wooden warriors who had been in the Qingsong tribe for more than half a month were also given a gift from the Qingsong tribe by paying a great price.

But this thing is very strange, but he can't figure it out.

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Daxia Rocky City Region.

All the city pools in the Luhong City area are located along the waters along the Luhong River. Both large and small cities are near the water and have the convenience of water conservancy. Whether it is planting spiritual fields or bartering things, they all have unique conditions.

Guixi City, a city near Guixi, a tributary of Luhong River.

The water of Guixi is not turbulent. Both sides are large silt plains, which were originally a wilderness, but have now been cultivated by the warriors in the city into large tracts of spiritual land.

At noon, the gates of Guixi City opened wide on all sides, and some of the warriors rushed to and fro, and they were bartering at first sight, some of them carried their hoes to the spiritual field outside the city.

On Guixi, a light boat was rowing between the sail shadows, and a middle-aged warrior in the front of the boat looked at the Lingtian on both sides of the river bank with great interest, obviously full of interest.