The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Ten days later, Daxia, the southeast land of Wangu Road, waited for the gluttonous hill tribe.

The stars are sparse in the night, the laurel moon sheds a faint glow, the birds and insects hum in the mountains and forests, and the distant mountains are like creeping behemoths under the night. Occasionally, the dull roar of the beast sounds and spreads across the wilderness.

Glutton Mountain, like an ancient evil beast, was silent under the night sky, and was blocked by a faint cloud and mist above the mountains during the moonlight.

If it is not for careful observation, it is easy to think that the clouds and mists in the mountains are formed accidentally, inadvertently blocking the moonlight, but this mist is condensed and does not disperse, and does not flow, as if it is set in the sky above the mountain.

Outside the mountain, Xia Tuo condensed his breath, stood in the shadow that Yuehua couldn't shine, and hid him. He didn't worry about it and decided to come here for a while to prevent any accidents.

...

In the gluttonous mountains, the breath is quiet, and the air flowing in the mountains seems to be slower than the outside world. Except for the ups and downs of insects, even the cry of the little baby can not be heard.

After hundreds of years of development, the mountain tribe has long transformed the mountains into a place of living. The ancient pavilions in the mountains, the stone palaces, stone houses, and streams in the medicine garden are looming in the dark.

Clan soldiers wearing animal skin armors patrolled the mountains. The stone houses and houses were quiet, really like a stable tribe at rest at night.

In the center of the Taotie Mountain, in the hall of the tribe, the dim firelight jumped. This was a flame glowing with pale gray and chill, and the aura it emitted tended to be cold. Compared with the normal flame, the light was very dim.

In the stone hall, figures whirling in the dim atmosphere, there are men and women, old and young, making rustling sounds from time to time.

A figure outside the stone hall, wearing a wide, thick beast robe, floated half a foot off the ground, with its head wrapped in the thick black robe, and its head slightly lowered.

"What is happening outside?"

For a moment, a voice filled with cold and hoarseness came from the stone hall, and it was not clear whether it was a male or a female.

The figure floating in slightly bowed and said aloud: "Hui Mingshi, everything is calm, there is no movement."

"Be careful, the second Mingshi has reached the final juncture, the Yin veins are great, the ground rolls like a dragon, and the earth will be impacted for millions of miles. Let's hurry up here."

"Yes."

In the gloomy stone hall, the figure wearing a thick beast robe looked up, revealing an old, pale, blistered face, with all white pupils, and the beard and hair stained with ice.

This person is the great elder of the Lushan tribe, but his whole body has long since become ice-cold, and the blood in his whole body has long since been cold.

On the stone bench deep in the hall, the patriarch of the Lushan tribe sat cross-legged, and the same as the elder of the Lushan tribe, it has long been gone

The scorching heat of the human flesh and blood became an ice cube.

"Next, the guards in the mountains will be handed over to you. I will sink into the depths of the earth, accelerate the arousal of the ghost wood, and gather the cold air of the earth in all directions."

"Yes."

After speaking, the Elder Lushan drifted away.

The stone hall fell into silence, and the cold air spilled out from the surface of the stone hall, submerging the patriarch Lushan on the stone seat.

In the depths of the earth, there is an underground cave sky, which is only three hundred feet square. On all sides of the cave sky there is a black, ferocious idol. The idol is a three-headed, four-winged beast that lives in the underground world.

The three-headed evil beast idols were half pierced in the soil, forming a forbidden formation invisibly, sealing the aura in the cave to disperse outside.

The thick Yin Qi rolled in this cave, and there were runes looming in the Yin Qi, densely packed with no fewer than hundreds of thousands.

In the center of the cave, there are six figures sitting cross-legged, surrounded by a spiritual pillar overflowing with black light, but it seems that the surface is covered with eyes, and everyone has a seal in their hands.

This pillar is the ghost wood, rumored to be transformed by the eyes of the big demon in the world of ghosts. Anyone who is attracted by the spiritual eyes on the surface of the ghost wood will fall into the boundless demon realm.

The patriarch of Lushan was seated next to the ghost wood and joined the urge. Only by activating the ghost wood can the yin qi from all directions be gathered in a short period of time, and then cause a great earth riot.

As for the yin pulse riots, the wasteland has become a ghostly mythical creature filled with yin, that is not their concern.

...

"The fate of the mysterious bird, long-term vision."

In the tribe shrouded in faint black clouds, a voice pierced through numerous obstacles and resounded through the mountains and plains of the four directions.

not good!

In an instant, the Great Elder Lushan who was patrolling in the mountains was shocked.

Longevity Education!

Under the night sky, black clouds obscured the space, and just above the mountains appeared two figures wearing large cloaks, with masks of black birds on their faces.

"Follow the Xuanniao, you can get longevity."

Standing in the air, Long Xiang felt the clouds of gloom and death coming from all directions in the mountain, and a sharp flash in his eyes.

The patriarch asked him to investigate the Lushan tribe. The reason is very simple. He is based in the Northern Territory and has just been promoted to the supernatural power realm. He has not attracted attention. This matter cannot be related to the clan for the time being.

Unexpectedly, a tribe of nearly 300,000 people, the mountains and wilds are full of cold, mottled vitality, only exists in scattered places in the mountains, and the tribe is more dead and ghostly.

The strange thing is that outside the Lushan tribe, there is no sense of so much Yin Qi, it should be sealed by the big formation.

"Friends of Changshengjiao, this is the place for the Northern Night Tour Palace, can you move?"

The Great Elder Lushan volleyed, holding his fists at Long Xiangsheng and Liu Feng from the air. He couldn't notice the depth of Long Xiangsheng's aura. There is no doubt that this should be a first-level character of the Lord of the Earth-level Branch Hall of the Longevity Sect.

Such characters are not afraid of the strength of the mountain at the moment, but they don't want to be surprised.

"Northern Night Tour Palace?"

Long Xiangsheng groaned softly, God knows what power the Night Tour Palace is, but there is no doubt that the patriarch's guess is correct. The guys who engage in small actions in Daxia did use the snakes and the giant spirits.

This night tour of the palace is indeed a very good method, and it actually performed the method of Li Daitao Zheng.

Fortunately, since he came, he was also prepared, and learned some longevity teaching rules from Liu Fengshou in advance.

"This is the wasteland southwest, north..."

Then, Long Xiang rose up, with a bad tone in his tone.

"Too far."

"I also admire the Longevity Sect in the Night Tour Palace, and obey the Destiny Xuanniao even more. Since the Lord of the Longevity Sect has come, I am willing to give a heart to the Destiny Xuanniao."

Facing Long Xiangsheng's words, Elder Lushan was not angry at all.

"Come here, to mention ten thousand people, it is my gift to the Destiny Xuanzang from the Night Tour Palace."

Yes, it didn't follow the script.

Long Xiangsheng let out a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that the person in front of him had a calm mind, obviously he didn't want to have extra branches.

But he was ordered to find fault.

It's so difficult.

There is nowhere to find fault.

He doesn't respect him as a false immortal believer at all.

Since it was here to pick things up, naturally it was impossible to forget it. Long Xiangsheng glanced down at the surrounding mountains and spit out a word.

"not enough."

"Ok."

Elder Lushan was startled, his face expressionless, and his voice sounded again.

"Twenty thousand people."

"not enough."

"Fifty thousand people."

There was a fierce flash in the gray eyes, but Elder Wushan quickly suppressed it. The lunatics of the Longevity Education are not easy to provoke, these lunatics can do anything.

Isn't it just some human blood, yes.

As long as the most important things are not destroyed, this person is nothing.

Once things are done, there is hope for revitalization of the Night Tour Palace.

"not enough."

Long Xiangsheng spoke again. He wanted to force out the real principal here. There was no doubt that the figure in front of him was a ghost with the help of the human body, which was not bad as the patriarch had guessed.

But is Night Tour Palace really the force behind it?

"One hundred thousand people."

At this time, there was a hoarse and cold voice in the mountains, and then a wisp of black smoke rose from the ground and rolled in the air, thick as ink, and glowing with withered blood, finally revealing a figure.

"The sages of the Longevity Sect, in order to pursue immortality, discussed the Taoism with my ancestors of the Night Tour Palace, and even practiced the ghost method of my ghost clan. The blood food is only a gift from my ghost clan to the destiny mysterious bird. Offerings."

The figure that appeared is the ghost warrior wearing the long skin of the Lushan clan. Even if it is separated by human flesh and blood, the strong ghost energy continues to pierce the void. This is a ghost clan of the supernatural power realm, and its strength has reached supernatural powers. Fa Xiangjing brought a lot of pressure to Long Xiangsheng.

At this point, Long Xiangsheng understood that he would accept it if he wanted to see him well.

"Three days later, I will bring someone."

Leaving a word, he disappeared into the mountains and plains with the wind.

He really couldn't take away 100,000 people right now.

"Pluto."

Watching Long Xiangsheng disappear, Elder Lushan looked at the patriarch Lushan and asked aloud: "Will they..."

The patriarch of Lushan pondered for a moment, shook his head lightly, and said in deep thought: "The reputation of the Changshengjiao is ruined in the wasteland. They have always cared for themselves, even people of their own ethnic blood. Apart from their own interests, they will not Care about the others."

After speaking, he continued: "In three days, add another 50,000 people to them."

"understood."

...

Outside Lushan, Xia Tuo did not leave after Long Xiang ascended and retreated, but quietly waited for an hour before quietly retreating against the wasteland.

On the second day, the Hall of Longevity was divided into rudders.

"Northern Night Tour Palace, the ghost family."

Xia Tuo pondered, the situation was getting more and more complicated, and more and more forces that hadn't heard of appeared one after another. This was the southwest of the wasteland, and the ghost clan in the north had nothing to do with the southwest.

"You will check again to see if you can get in touch with them more. As for the blood of the Yushan tribe, first call Wu Bao from the tribe to rescue them and temporarily set them up near Xiaoshan."

After giving orders to Long Xiangsheng, Xia Tuo tore the void and returned to Daxia City. He was going to figure out what the Night Tour Palace and the Underworld Clan were.

If such a force is okay, will it cross the wasteland to play in the wasteland?

What secrets must be involved in the middle, as long as you figure out this secret, everything will be clear.