The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Long Yaoshi didn't give face, and Xia Tuo didn't bother to pay attention to him. He picked up the wine glass and drank it by himself. He saw the eyes of the Longbo tribe with wide open eyes, as if a golden flame was ignited and he was about to burn him to ashes. general.

It's a pity that this is the territory of the Spirit Race, and the Longbo Race also has to take it.

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Half a day later, in the surrounding clouds and mist, there were shadows and figures, and a branch was as stalwart as a mountain, growing out of the clouds and mist, with two figures standing on the branches.

It was Mu Qingyun, the lord of the giant wooden clan, and an old man. Seeing that the patterns shown in his green robe came from the Three Pearl Caverns.

After the two appeared, they didn't make a sound, they fell towards the top of the mountain, and took a seat behind the two wooden tables next to them.

For a while, the three parties began to look at each other. You look at me and I look at you, as if they were going to strip each other out to see through.

It's a pity that no matter who it is, even Xia Tuo is so, with a ghost in his heart, smiling on the surface, and MMP in his heart, the key is still calm and calm.

After a long time, the three parties did not speak, Xia Tuo clearly felt the old man from Sanzhu Dongtian, his eyes were always walking around him, he didn't care, picked up the wine glass and signaled the old man.

"It's hard to say that there are still goddesses in the precious land. There are so many good men in my clan, they are all good boys with good physique, so let's get a kiss."

As soon as these words came out, Mu Qingyun and the old man in Sanzhu Dongtian suddenly changed their colors.

Mu Qingyun glanced at Xia Tuo, his pupils were murderous and introverted, but Mu Jiuhan from Dongtian looked at Xia Tuo bitterly, and said coldly, "Some people don’t know how the sky is high and the earth is thick, and they don’t even know how to die. ."

Xia Tuo looked indifferent, glanced at the Longbo tribe on the side, and found that the purebred giant's eyes were full of contempt and sneer. Just looking at the surface, Sanzhu and Longbo had nothing to do with the problem, but they still couldn't be taken lightly.

The ancestor of the Spirit Race hiding behind the scenes, looking at the scene of the mountain, couldn't help shaking his head. This Daxia clan master was really good at doing everything, and came to a place where both parties were offended.

There are formations operating between the clouds and mists on the mountain. There is no distinction between day and night. On the territory of the spirit race, even the warriors of the sacred land of Dongtian dare not take it lightly, so they look at each other with big eyes and small eyes, so as not to be tricked. .

A day later, the clan leader of the Heilongbo tribe and the warrior of Liujiao Dongtian arrived late. The two middle-aged strong men exuded a wild aura, and Longwei was looming.

At this moment, the four most powerful uncles gathered in the northwest.

The fat brother saw that they were all manifested in the Holy Realm, and his strength was a bit low.

All the tribes gathered, Xia Tuo, as the initiator, naturally attracted attention. For the warriors of Dongtian Holy Land, Xia Tuo was nothing in their eyes. What they really cared about was the mountains and the sea.

As the battle of Qi Luck approached, although Da Xia did not openly challenge him, everyone knew that the next step was the fight between life and death, so every step must be handled carefully, and only then will the Holy Land martial artist follow him closely. The tribal master's inseparable behavior.

They were too lazy to take care of what Daxia called for the suppression of the Minggui tribe in northwestern Jingping, but let's not come, and were afraid that it was a plot by the mountains, seas and caves. Amid this entanglement and discomfort, everyone gathered in the ancient city of Qingteng.

"Everyone is here, if you have something to say, just let it go."

Long Yaoshi glanced at Xia Tuo and snorted in a bad tone.

"The guy who hides his head and shows his tail, Shanhai Sacred Land will send you two little people here?"

For a time, the breath of the three races vaguely faced Xia Tuo, and was followed by fierce eyes. Xia Tuo still had a little pressure.

"If the sky behind me is going to come, do you dare to come?"

Then he said contemptuously, with disdain on his face.

"With you Long Bo Holy Land?"

"Asshole~"

Long Yaoshi was furious, his aura surged, but what Xia Tuo didn't expect was that this guy who acted like a bully didn't do anything. He was obviously a bully and afraid of hardship.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that there was a mountain, sea and cave behind him. The more mad he was, the less others dared to act rashly without getting the details.

"Today I am calling you all for the matter of the ghost clan. All three clan owners have heard of this matter."

Then, Xia Tuo narrowed his mind, ignored the three Dongtian warriors, and looked at the tribe master.

"The ghost clan poisoned living beings in Daxia, destroying the clan and annihilating the tribe, and even wanted to build a ghost country."

"Cut~"

At this time, a contemptuous sound of irrelevant matters sounded, and Xia Tuo turned his head to see that it was the fellow of Longbo Holy Land again.

"Do you have a pit in your brain? It's up to us whether the ghost clan builds a ghost country in your clan."

Xia Tuo glanced at Long Yaoshi, then ignored it.

He opened his mouth and said: "If the ghost clan is just building a ghost country, this is also Daxia's own business. No matter how big Xia's face is, I will not call all the clan owners. It is really related to our northwest. Safety.

The ghost tribe is just sent by a large force from outside the territory. Their real reason is to disturb the northwestern land, trigger the turbulence of the ground pulse, and then look for things in the ground vein. On this northwestern land, there is more than one uncle of Daxia. ."

Speaking of this, Xia Tuo glanced at a few warriors in the Holy Land of Caverns, and said in a deep voice: "The earth is pulsating and the earth is shattered, and the people are not living. When the fertile land is full of bones, resentment will run across the northwestern land, and the human luck will inevitably be hit. What everyone will do next will have a big impact."

Then, Xia Tuo looked at the three clan leaders again, and said in deep thought: "No matter how some people plan, this wasteland is a place where our tribes live and multiply. The earth collapsed. The three felt that the uncle Can it last?"

For a moment, everyone looked at it and showed contemplation, and Long Yaoshi jumped out again.

"Joke, even if the ground of your human race sinks, what's the matter with my uncle Long?"

Long Yaoshi’s big mouth made the old man Mu Jiuhan in Sanzhu Dongtian frown slightly. It’s such a thing, but can you say that? How could Long Bo Sacred Ground send such a club out? , Just shut up.

"You mean, the wasteland of the human race is the land you want to grab, and the tribe is just the slave you raise."

"you……!"

At this time, a hoarse voice sounded, interrupting Long Yaoshi's words.

"What's the meaning of the power of tongue? Although I was lonely behind the wasteland, I used to walk out of the wasteland. This is our homeland, and Sanzhudongtian never dared to forget it."

In one sentence, Mu Jiuhan showed his open-eyed nonsense to the extreme. He was really afraid that the idiots of the Long Bo clan would say something shocking.

This is not Longbo Sacred Land, it is the territory of the Spirit Race. If today's things spread out, Dongtian Sacred Land will be shameless. If it is spurned by thousands, it will be in trouble.

"Well, the predecessor of Sanzhu Dongtian is indeed a role model for my human race, I will continue."

Xia Tuopi smiled and complimented, and then said: "As for which force outside the territory controls the ghost clan, I don't need to say any more. Several venerable drivers from the sky should be clear in their hearts. As for who it is, let us temporarily Not to mention, let’s talk about the cause of the Minggui tribe’s disturbance of the border shortage."

"We all know about this, let's talk about how to destroy the ghost clan."

At this moment, the Jiao Faint of Six Jiao Holy Land who had not spoken out, suddenly spoke.

Hearing this, Mu Qingyun and Zi Wuxiao lowered their heads slightly, a flash of light flashed in their eyes, and then disappeared.

They didn't know the reason for disturbing the border shortage. The people of Dongtian Holy Land wouldn't let them intervene. It seemed that there must be some secrets in it.

"Yes, since the ghost tribe is in trouble, let's talk about how to destroy the ghost tribe."

Mu Jiuhan groaned for a moment, and then he agreed. They already knew what the Underworld Tribe was looking for. It was precisely because of this that they did not allow the Giant Mu Bo to intervene, a kingdom of God that moved the hearts of the great caves outside the region. May be indifferent.

If the giant tree knew where the kingdom of God was, it would be very troublesome to break away from the control at that time.

Don't look at the honesty right now. Once there is hope of turning over, it is not necessarily so, so simply don't give it the slightest hope, and honestly act as a thug at the Holy Land.

"Clan Lord Xia, the ghost clan in my clan domain, we can be destroyed by ourselves, so you don't need to worry about it."

Mu Qingyun said aloud and replied.

"That's natural, and Xia has no preference for participating in other clan affairs. Today, he summoned three clan leaders to come here, just to conclude a contract to jointly destroy the ghost clan.

Once it is discovered that the ghost clan has other actions, let's exchange news and fight together.

In order to ensure peace of mind for all of us, all four of us have established a totem contract. During the encirclement and suppression of the ghost clan, the four will make every effort to prevent each other from attacking each other. Conspiracy and calculations will kill the offenders and die, the fortune will wither, and they will never rise again. ."

The totem contract must be established, otherwise all the tribes are conceived, and this union will be broken without need. To Xia Tuo's words, the three tribe leaders nodded.

"I don't know what you think?"

The Black Dragon Clan Master glanced at Jiao Faint, then nodded and said: "Yes, but the terms in this contract need to be discussed in detail."

"That is natural, we must discuss it carefully."

Then the giant wood clan owner and Zidian clan owner nodded after being instructed, and everyone began to draw up the terms of the totem contract.

In a blink of an eye, three days have passed, and the totem contract concerning the four joint encirclement and suppression of the ghost clan and other big hands behind it has been discussed. It is densely packed with more than 10,000 characters, covering hundreds of large and small matters, even the eighteenth generation of ancestors. Included.

For example, during the period of siege and suppression of ghost tribes, the four tribes must not use curse methods to attack each other, not use the dead relatives of each tribe to condense evil methods, and must not kidnap tribes, poison, induce panic in each tribe, etc., and so on, it is extremely detailed.

A piece of animal skin the size of a tens of feet is densely packed.

"Wait, there is one more."

At this time, Xia Tuo took the animal skin paper and started writing.

"In order to stabilize the four parts of Daxia, Zidian, Giant Wood, and Black Dragon during the period of encirclement and suppression of the ghost tribe, and to ensure the smooth progress of the next battle of air luck, the contract is signed from the beginning to the beginning of the battle of air luck. The four clan masters of the People’s Republic of China can only start the battle of luck without one. The offender’s clan is destroyed and luck wither.”