The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

In a clan hall under the towering Lingmu, Mu Qingyun was sitting cross-legged and cultivating. In this small hall, he was alone. He had not walked out of the giant wooden clan a few times in the past two years.

Especially after Chuan Ling was born, his actions became more and more restricted by the Sanzhu Dongtian.

Chuanling is his youngest son.

Before that, he had three sons and two daughters, as well as five wives and concubines, but since his marriage with Sanzhu Dongtian, his wives, concubines and heirs have disappeared from outsiders' eyes.

At the beginning, he had no choice but to cooperate with Sanzhu Dongtian. If he didn't surrender to the strength of Sanzhu Dongtian, he would have lost his life. Second, he also wanted to use the strength of Sanzhu Dongtian to lead the giant tree to become stronger.

But as time went on, he found that things were getting beyond his control, and the giant tree had been completely reduced to the puppet tribe of the Three Pearl Caverns.

In the initial expectation, even if it is Sanzhu Cave Sky needs northwest air luck, this is nothing. The general trend of air luck is the ups and downs.

The general trend of the fortune in this era is intercepted by the Hollow Holy Land, then the giant tree is waiting for the fortune of the next era to recover again.

As long as this opportunity is taken by the giant tree to dominate the northwestern parts, and to lay the foundation for the formation of the Hou Tribe, since his beginning, after several generations of clan owners have worked hard to become stronger, the giant tree may not have risen.

Sanzhudongtian wants luck, and the giant wood uncle wants land. This is the head office, everyone gets what they need.

But he didn't expect that he took it for granted. He didn't have the strength in his hands. In this combination, Jumu was always at a disadvantage, and now he couldn't control the Boss.

Sanzhu Dongtian went too far, and now he not only wanted to intercept his luck, but even wanted to occupy the wasteland, but he did not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction.

He can only prevent Sanzhu Dongtian from discovering his strangeness if he shut himself in this small hall, lied that he was practicing, and reduced his contact with the outside world.

Otherwise, it's still a question whether the soul in his skin can think independently.

"Who!"

At this moment, Mu Qingyun's eyes suddenly lit up, the wooden temple he was in was not big, and the slightest change in aura could not be hidden from him.

"The Mu clan master, there is really no elegance at all. The long night does not go to see his wife and children, guarding such an empty stone temple here."

A faint blue light was looming, and Xia Tuo's quasi-prime spirit was very illusory, condensing his soul light, and appeared in front of Mu Qingyun.

"you!"

Seeing Mu Qingyun's situation, Xia Tuo further confirmed his judgment.

"They are the people of the wasteland in the northwest, and the wasteland is the wasteland of the people in the northwest."

Not paying attention to Mu Qingyun's surprise, Xia Tuo went straight to the topic.

"Clan Lord Mu, what do you think?"

Feeling the aura on Mu Qingyun's body gradually calmed down, Xia Tuo nodded. Everyone is smart. In this situation, there is nothing to say so thoroughly.

"I have..."

Mu Qingyun groaned, then his expression changed.

"Where is the Xinghai Clan?"

Mu Jiuhan personally went to the Xinghai clan, Mu Qingyun knew that the affairs of the clan had actually been taken over by Mu Jiuhan, and his clan leader had become a decoration.

"It seems that Clan Master Mu is in a bad situation, do you want me to rescue you out?"

After a brief astonishment, Mu Qingyun recovered his calm. Although he and Xia Tuo also had enmity, now and then, it seemed to him that Xia Tuo did not hesitate to find him at the risk of being discovered by the Heavenly Cave. It shows that Daxia's situation is not very good either.

Everyone is now a clay figure crossing the river, it is hard to protect themselves, and what big tail wolf is still installed here.

"Speak straight, what you're here for."

"Clan Lord Mu, I didn't say anything. The wasteland is the wasteland of you, me and many deserters, not the holy land of the cave.

Xia Tuo sighed, and then said: "I'm coming to the Mu clan leader. The Mingren don't talk secretly, and the Heavenly Cave is pressing hard. Are you really at ease?"

"Only you and me?"

Mu Qingyun's expression remained unchanged, and she looked at Xia Tuo quietly.

"Although Dongtian Holy Land is powerful, they are not unscrupulous. They can still pull these self-proclaimed noble guys off the horse if they are willing to go. Just like what they said in the ancient city of Qingteng a few years ago, they also have something to fear."

Xia Tuo also looked at Mu Qingyun, his breath was tense, and he would leave with a slight change.

After a while, Mu Qingyun shook his head, and Xia Tuo wouldn't believe it credulously.

"We can also set up a totem contract to fight against the Heavenly Cave Holy Land together."

"Dongtian holy land has gods, as long as there is a strong person, your uncle and mine will be destroyed in an instant."

"Shenhou also cherishes his life."

Xia Tuo groaned softly, a sharp flash in his eyes.

"As long as you are willing to pluck it all, the god will still become a dead man."

"you……"

Hearing the sound, Mu Qingyun was taken aback, looking at Xia Tuo in disbelief.

"madman!"

In an instant, he thought of Xia Tuo's method. The Heavenly Cave Holy Land needs air luck, but he is also afraid of Qi luck backlash. Once the Qi luck backlash is slightly careless, the Cave Heaven Holy Land is in danger of being destroyed.

Therefore, what they want to cut their luck is actually like taking chestnuts from the fire. If they are not careful, not only will they get nothing, but they will also be burned to ashes.

This is also the reason why Sanzhu Dongtian circled him in, fearing that he could not be cruel and detonated the giant wood clan to transport a super luck curse.

Given that the giant tree now controls several surrounding uncles, once he triggers the curse of clan movement at all costs, Sanzhu might be in danger of subversion.

Of course, the cause of this incident, I would also like to thank Xia Tuo for those few words in Qingteng Ancient City a few years ago, which made Sanzhu Dongtian also scared.

Xia Tuo didn’t care at all about Mu Qingyun’s cursing. He really did it if he was anxious, and the worst result of causing the riots was to plunge the Northwest Terran into a low ebb once again. When the big deal came, he started over. Just let the people farm.

Based on this, he thought of such a way to draw a salary from the bottom of the tank. The Holy Land of the Cave is not omnipotent, and they also have a lot of scruples. The reason why the gods are not strong now is because they are afraid of the backlash of the clan.

Divine Passage Realm and Didi Realm are not the power of the same rank. The will of the race has its own rules of operation. If you want to make opportunistic tricks, you must be cautious. The higher the martial art realm of the strong at this time, the more you will be aware of the human fortune. danger.

Of course, it doesn't mean that Dongtian Holy Land will definitely be stuck in the realm below the Didi Realm. Once things happen beyond the control, Didi God will definitely appear.

Xia Tuo had no doubt about this.

But he won’t really shrink back because of this. The battle of luck is irresistible. No matter whether Daxia is willing to join, now in the depths of the desert, he is in the big net of the frontier clan. .

Since they are all contestants anyway, why should they play according to the rules of Dongtian Holy Land, play according to their rules, and Daxia can still end up well?

Family luck is a good thing, Daxia wants it too!

According to the normal means of contention, Daxia didn't have the opportunity to compete with the Holy Land of Heaven, so he broke the rules and competed.

Although Dongtian is strong, it is indirectly separated from the clan movement by a layer.

Da Xia is weak, but he is a native of China.

Without a fight, who knows who will die in the end.

To accomplish this, it is necessary to unite Giant Wood and Zidian, and he also builds a united front on the wasteland of the Northwest.

"How is it, what do you think of Clan Master Mu?"

At this moment, Xia Tuo looked at Mu Qingyun quietly.

"If you drag on, there is really no chance to resist. You don't really think that Sanzhudong naive will continue to be the lord of the giant wood clan after the battle of clan movement.

Yes, the successor to the clan leader is also your blood."

Seeing the light shining in Xia Tuo's eyes, Mu Qingyun's eyes suddenly became bitter.

How could he forget the hatred of murdering his son and his wife?

Just as Xia Tuo said, once after the Qi Luck Battle, if he died in the Qi Luck Battle, it would be okay, if he were to survive, the Giant Wood Clan Master would not be him, but Mu Chuanling.

For a while, Mu Qingyun fell into silence. Mu Chuanling was his child. No matter how outsiders might guess, he, the father, knew clearly that the child was his blood.

However, the blood bone is his, but the soul is not.

The old guy in Sanzhudongtian thought that he had concealed it deeply, and even Qing Ling had concealed it, but he had not concealed it.

Mu Chuanling's body is a reincarnated soul. As for the ignorant soul that was born in the beginning has been swallowed, he doesn't know who this new soul is, but it can be inferred that it is from the Three Pearl Caverns, which is probably a strength. A powerful warrior.

"Make a totem vow to resist the Holy Cave of Heaven together, and then discuss the ownership of the northwestern barren land. Before that, you need to work together. If you are timid and inconsistent, your blood will be cut off and your family will be wiped out. You and I will all suffer from reincarnation. Never live forever."

After a long time, Mu Qingyun returned to his senses and said every word.

"it is good."

Xia Tuo agreed with this point. To deal with Dongtian Holy Land, we must cooperate sincerely. The guarantee of totem contract is naturally a manifestation of the sincerity of both parties.

"Pay attention to the Black Dragon."

After the two signed the totem contract, Mu Qingyun said aloud: "Listen to the people in the Three Pearl Caverns that the blood of the Black Dragon tribe is descended from the blood of the Six Flood Dragon Holy Land."

With the totem contract as a guarantee, communication is naturally open.

"Someone will contact you next."

Leaving a word, Xia Tuo went away, not to stay here for long.

Seeing Xia Tuo's figure disappear, Mu Qingyun's mental thoughts spread outwards, especially in the Sanzhudong Heavenly Martial Artist, and the position of the rear sleeping hall. She noticed that the surroundings were calm, and then she was relieved.

After a long time, he suppressed the fluctuations in his heart and calmed down. There is no doubt that this time the Daxia clan leader appeared, his decision was a little impulsive, but he did not regret making this decision.

When the battle of luck ended, it was his death. Knowing that it was death, it would be nothing if he left it to his descendants.

However, Sanzhu Dongtian is still secretly playing tricks. He wants to completely take over the giant Mu Bo's department. He has reached such a situation. What reason does he have not to fight for? The bottom of the huge wood.

Mu Liuzhen, the youngest son born in one of his concubines, Sanzhu Dongtian thought that all his heirs were dead and clean, but did not expect that there is still one alive. This is something that the entire Jumu clan does not know.