The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

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Xia Tuo looked at the black yin-qi beads and skeletons in front of him, and his eyes lit up. Obviously, this is a combined weapon. Just now Jiuyou Yinlong said that the Mingzhu large array can be used to confine the space and isolate the breath, but also Used to deliver messages.

In this way, this is definitely a good baby.

Seeing Xia Tuo's eyes fall on the Mingzhu and the skeleton, the curled up Jiuyou Yinlong's eyes rolled, and then said: "This is the Nine Nether Bead Array King Tool, and the great envoy of the Minggui clan is leaning on him. The space is closed, and the outside investigation is isolated.

Each black jewel of this King of Array is an ancient artifact, and the Nether Sea Skull that controls the center is a half-king, and when combined, it becomes a real King of Array."

After hearing the sound, Xia Tuo realized that his feelings were broken.

"The Nine Nether Bead Array King Artifact has a total of three hundred and sixty psychic beads, which are the same as the number of stars in the week, but when they were in the northern frontiers of the wasteland, they lost and destroyed most of them during the battle with the desolate ghosts. There are so many more than a hundred psychic pearls left.

Although it is broken, it can be controlled by martial artists with supernatural powers and realms, and still has the ability to partially confine space."

Xia Tuo picked up the black skeleton, and a gray frost floated on his palm in an instant, and the cold breath almost froze his mind.

This is the ghost weapon of the ghost clan, and it seems that he still has to work hard to control it.

Then, his eyes looked at Lao Ying.

"Troubled ancestors shot."

Hearing the sound, the bastard didn't say much, opened his big mouth and swallowed both the Minghai skeleton and the psychic Mingzhu. In terms of Lao Ying's strength, these yin qi could wash most of it.

At this moment, the gaze fell on Jiuyou Yinlong again, and the curled up Yinlong suddenly trembled in shock.

"Spare."

"I am ugly."

"I still smelly."

"I am poisonous."

...

"It's not right to be so ugly and scary, just kill it."

A purple light bloomed, a whining voice appeared, and the whole body shone with bright purple flowers, squinting at the Jiuyou Yinlong.

"Ju...Jumang!"

After seeing the divine shape surrounding Wuwu, Jiuyou Yinlong screamed tremblingly, with surprise in his eyes.

"This, this..."

"What is this!"

"No no no..."

"Nothing no!"

Wuwu rolled his eyes and snorted dissatisfiedly: "As long as you can live, the great Jumang God Lord can't live through the world."

"No~No."

Jiuyou Yinlong shook his head fiercely, it was a little dazed.

It saw the sentence mang, alive.

He shook his head relentlessly, then stared again and again.

Yes, it is Jumang.

Where is this?

Has the Shanhai calendar reappeared?

For a time, it doubted its inheritance memory for the first time.

"Tsk tusk, it is said that you have God King blood in your body, let me take a spit to see."

At this moment, Jiuyou Yinlong is about to cry, where is this?

An old tortoise of unknown depth, now even the sentence mang appears, is it hallucinating?

"Cut, who cares about your Divine King's blood? My family Atuo has swallowed Phoenix's blood. Do you have Divine Blood? Long ugliness are a lot of trouble."

Cursing his lips, Wuwu lost interest in Jiuyou Yinlong.

After speaking, Wu Wu lay on Xia Tuo's shoulder and said, "Atuo, this little dragon is a bit ugly, but anyhow, as long as he is an adult, he is at least a King of Heaven. A little bit of hard work can be compared to the realm of heaven and human. The disadvantage is that the juvenile period is a bit long."

Be good, adult is the king, this little dragon is not so ugly.

"Keep it?"

Xia Tuo took a look.

Then, he looked at Jiuyou Yinlong and asked: "You are still in your infancy now."

Hearing the sound, Jiuyou Yinlong revealed a touch of embarrassment, his eyes drooping, and he whispered: "~um~."

"How long have you been born?"

then,

"A thousand years?"

After that, Xia Tuo nodded. It was a thousand years of juvenile period. It was a bit long, but it was acceptable to have the blood in the body. It was a bit ugly, but the wasteland looked at strength, not appearance.

"It's ten thousand years."

The next moment, Jiuyou Yinlong buried his head in his curled body.

Xia Tuo: "..."

Let's stew it.

Such an ugly guy is a burden to live.

"Spare."

"Great King Jumang, I am willing to recognize you as the master and become a subordinate under your seat."

"Stop it."

He shook his head and hummed: "It's not what it used to be. This is the Chi Ming era. Don't understand, I am now the Totem God Lord.

See, this is the boss of the great Jumang. Although a little unreliable, he is still a personal one.

Now it's the world of the human race. If you don't understand, you don't know how to follow the general trend."

"Boss, spare my life."

At this moment, Jiuyou Yinlong returned to his senses, and finally understood who he was going to worship, and his feelings were the weakest guy here.

"Boss, although I grow slowly, I eat less."

Xia Tuo could see that this yin dragon, which was ten thousand years old and still in its juvenile period, was also a life-saving Gou Long. Although there are different ethnic groups, Gou's Taoism is the same. Looking at the wasteland, it is universal. It is really a fish to find a fish. Shrimp finds Shrimp Gougou is a family.

The key is that he really doesn't have the confidence to bring this 10,000-year-old dragon to adulthood.

Is it possible to be a fool to raise a dragon, and he cannot raise himself as an adult, and he has his son to raise him, and his son has his grandchildren, and his descendants then raise him?

Are you sure you are raising a dragon?

"Grandpa Gao, the dragon you handed down has finally been raised by your grandson, so you can look down."

For a while, Xia Tuo's mental world replenishing his brain had such a scene, which was really terrifying.

"Boss, I can take the Nether Blood Oath, and take the blood of the boss as the object of allegiance, and my children and grandchildren will never betray."

Jiuyou Yinlong said hurriedly, he is really a small clever dragon, if his descendants have no blood inheritance, he will not be free again.

"You cursed the severance of my descendants?"

Jiuyou Yinlong: "#%*&……%……"

What kind of brain circuit is this, did I say that?

Although I think so, I'm not stupid, how can I tell the truth?

"Just tell me, what can you do now?"

Feeling the chill from Xia Tuo, Jiuyou Yinlong hurriedly shouted: "I can make suggestions, my brain is so good, it's really good, I participated in the night tour palace, and I never forget, as long as I I remember everything I've heard and seen."

"When did you give the Night Tour Palace an idea?"

"When the last ghost king of Yeyou Palace was still there, it was probably more than 8,000 years ago."

"It took you eight thousand years to make a supreme power like this?"

For a while, Xia Tuo still felt that it would be better to kill the dragon.

"none of my business."

Jiuyou Yinlong shook his head. If he admits this, his life will be gone.

"I~ My body regenerates in a foreign space, can store spiritual things, immortal for thousands of years."

"Such an effect can be achieved with a large array of witchcraft."

Xia Tuo shook his head. How could the Dragon Clan who interested the old bastards be Fanling?

"I can frighten the ghosts and ensure that there are no ghosts traveling in the wasteland, and no longer erodes the human race. I can also absorb the power of the ghosts and generate ghost crystals, which are the Nine Nether Yin Marrow, which is used by the practitioners of the Jiu Yin Dao to build a small world. The main divine material, a piece of middle-grade spirit crystal worth a million."

"How about ghost wood?"

"The ghost wood is the auxiliary material for creating a small world, and the yin marrow of Jiuyou is the main material."

"Hey, I'll be over if I didn't say it early."

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo nodded and said with a smile: "It's so pitiful that it's still a young age for so many years."

Millions of Lingjing!

Still medium grade!

This dragon can still be raised.

It can be used to subsidize the family, even if it is passed on to future generations, it is a big source of money.

At this moment, in his eyes, Jiuyou Yinlong was a bunch of shining spirit crystals. What kind of body surface is bulging, looks very ugly, these can't exist, Xia has never judged dragons by appearance.

"Come on, take a blood oath, you will be Daxia's dragon from now on."

Then, Xia Tuo said again: "And you have to make sure that what you just said is true, otherwise you will be stewed."

In front of everyone, the Nine Nether Yinlong made the Netherworld Blood Oath, changed the gate, formally left the ghost clan, and became the dragon of Daxia.

This scene was seen by Lao Yuan, it was really a violent thing, and he even regarded Jiuyou Yinlong as a thing to derive Jiuyou Yinlong.

The Jiuyou Yinlong is a true spirit born from the ground. In today's barren soil, the number of such true spirits is too small. Once it reaches adulthood, its combat power is shocking.

He didn't break this point. With his understanding of Xia Tuo, this little bastard, this guy is very treacherous.

After joining the group, Jiuyou Yinlong was finally not afraid of being stewed, his curled up body stretched out, looking at Xia Tuo pitifully, and then at Lao Ying.

"Can you give me my pool."

Not long after, a black pool of one thousand feet floated out of the ghost temple, exuding a gloomy chill.

At this time, Xia Tuo came back to his senses. He still had a few things left to do, and then said aloud: "The ancestor knows how to collect the ghost wood that has been urged to form Yin veins, and the people who are entangled by ordinary ghosts. How can human warriors expel the ghosts and ensure that the humans are less harmed."

"Boss, I can receive the ghost wood in the different space in my body, and then slowly draw the yin qi away, and let the ghost wood return to its original state."

Hearing the sound, Jiuyou Yinlong licked his face and said.

Obviously it is to perform in front of the new boss.

"As for the human race eroded by the ghost race, I can also disperse the ghost race, but the physical body has been eroded by the ghost energy, and the damage has been done. Even if it is re-contained, it will not return to the initial state."

"Go ahead, the ancestor is going to bed."

Lao Yuan withdrew directly into the small puddle, his aura disappeared and turned into a rock.