The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

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Purple Power Department.

After leaving from the Giant Mu Bo, Xia Tuo moved towards the Zi Dian Bo. With Mu Qingyun's participation, his Northwest Wasteland United Front was initially successful.

The next step is to bring in Zi Wuxiao from the Zidian Department. Compared with Mu Qingyun, Zi Wuxiao is also a poor ghost, and the warriors of the Longbai Holy Land have always been domineering.

To put it simply, the warriors of Sanzhudongtian are vicious and will not put everything on the bright side. Mu Qingyun who directly treats them has no temper, while the warriors of Longbo Holy Land are directly people who look down on the wasteland and treat people like ants, purple The life of Wuxiao is naturally difficult.

Xia Tuo estimated that when the ancestor Long Bo was fusing the blood of the giant, there was no neutralization, or something went wrong in his brain, and it was passed down from generation to generation.

Under the night, the black-clad puppet appeared thousands of miles away in the wilderness, and a big sword appeared in his hand. Then he stirred the battle energy and tore the sky, and within a radius of thousands of miles, it was like thunder roaring.

...

boom!

Thousands of miles later, on the Zidian clan, a golden light shot up into the sky in an instant, and the golden light shot out like a sacred pillar.

Above the wasteland, the black armor puppet disappeared into a black light, and Long Yaoshi chased after him, chasing one by one.

Outside of the Zidian clan, Xia Tuo looked at Long Yaoshi who was flying out, helplessly spreading his hands, having mental arithmetic and unintentional, this is really too easy.

Long Yaoshi is really cute.

After that, he didn't delay moving toward the depths of the Zidian Clan. The Long Bo Sacred Land was able to pass on for so long, and naturally there was a reason for existence, being defiant and grumpy, it did not mean that they were really fools.

After a short while, Xia Tuo found Zi Wuxiao's place, healed his wounds in a small stone hall, his robe was still stained with blood, and it seemed that he had just received the hammer.

The people in the Zidian clan are very strange, sitting cross-legged all over the clan, praying piously. Under his observation, the more pious the warriors at the end of the month are, the higher the warrior’s The breath is disordered, and in struggling, it should be some secret technique.

"You~"

Zi Wuxiao watched Xia Tuo appear in front of him so grandly, he was taken aback and a little surprised.

"To make a long story short..."

Next, Xia Tuo talked about the secret cooperation contract signed with Mu Qingyun, and it inspired the imprint of the contract. There is no way to deceive people.

Unsurprisingly, after a flash of resentment flashed in his eyes, the suffering Zi Wuxiao also signed a totem contract. The three parties pledged to do everything together.

After that, Xia Tuo quietly left the Purple Dian Bo's department, and before leaving, he glanced at the silent figures in the Purple Dian Bo's department. The people in the Long Bo Holy Land also have talents. The Dongtian Holy Land is really a trick for the luck of the human race. Falling out, people have to admire.

After contacting Zidian and Jumu, Xia Tuo directly returned to Daxia City. As for the Black Dragon Boss, he skipped it, and wooing the black dragon meant that he had nothing to do.

The reason why Zidian and Jumu agreed is because of many factors, but they still need to plan carefully. This is a matter of life and death for the tribe.

...

Daxia City, the sleeping hall.

In the hall, six figures are listed.

At this moment, Xia Tuo gathered five cabinet assistants and began to perfect his plan for a united front.

"I think there are many dreams in the night. The Holy Land of the Cave has been passed down for so long. Naturally, there are countless magic methods, and even the secret techniques of reasoning and induction. Once the time is too long, the risk of exposure will be greater."

The Haohaigod will ponder, and then said: "The conquest depends not only on strength, but also luck. It does not mean that you will be able to win victory with perfect preparation.

In the battle, luck also has a big component. Every battle is a gambling. This time it can be said that we are betting on family luck!"

As the only warlord among the crowd, and the person who has been in the Sword King Valley and the Yaozu for thousands of years, and who does not know how many times in the war, Haohaigod will naturally have a say.

"I agree with the words of the general.

The fat brother echoed, and then said: "Dongtian Holy Land can have a pointed nose. We can connect with Zidian and Giant Wood. There are mostly mental arithmetic and unintentional elements. Every subsequent contact is in danger of exposure, so the longer it takes. , The more dangerous we are."

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo nodded. He agreed with the words of God General Haohai and Fat Brother, but the key is that Daxia is not yet fully prepared if the clan battle begins now.

He is always cautious and never fights unprepared battles. Otherwise, eight years ago, there would be no totem contract for the ancient city of Qingteng. He just saved Daxia and could not finish preparing, and the battle of luck would never start thought.

However, the plan cannot keep up with the changes. Some plans vary from time to time. This battle of luck is about the future of the northwestern frontier. To put it bluntly, the first battle can set the pattern of the northwest, and the victory of Daxia is equivalent to the formation of the pattern of Hou , Has the foundation to look forward to fighting for borderline shortage.

As for the giant tree, purple electricity, and black dragon, if any of the three tribes wins, the northwestern air luck will be cut off by the sacred ground of the cave. Five hundred years, maybe one or two thousand years, maybe ten thousand years, no one can tell.

After pondering for a moment, Xia Tuo said aloud: "Let me talk about our preparations. In the land of the remains, 90,000 pairs of armor have been built, and the matching gas masks, various healing medicines, poison pills, etc. , The number of armor is not enough."

Even with that said, Xia Tuo is not worried. If you want armor and equipment in the eleven roads of Daxia, as long as the materials are sufficient, you can create a million armor in a short time.

Thinking of this in his mind, Xia Tuo was a little stunned. Then I prepared a fart, and I could burst out millions of heavily armed soldiers at will.

There must be something wrong.

"There are not many soldiers, and the people of all races in the battle of luck cannot exceed a million. The giant wood clan has gathered so many young warriors, and the total number is only more than 70,000. There are very few warriors in the gods. , The backbone force is the Heavenly Vein Realm."

Xun Fenghou said aloud that he knew best about the situation in the northwest compared to the main hall.

"Elder Xun, how many people will be provided by each clan?"

"Below three hundred thousand."

Xun Fenghou groaned, and then said: "This has already drained a large number of elite warriors from all races."

The essence of warriors he talked about is not that they are all high-strength people, but some with good talents and vigorous vitality. Although some people are at the peak of the heavenly veins and the gods, they are already three or four hundred years old. Weeping old can't be counted at all.

The highest level of Daxia discussed for a long time, but in the end they still didn't make up their minds. The final decision on this matter was Xia Tuo's.

The crowd dispersed, he leaned on the large wooden chair, his eyes were groaning, thinking about his plan. At the moment, it seems that there is a risk to start the war in advance, but after contacting Zidian and Jumu, Daxia also has an advantage.

After this battle integrates the air transport, it is equivalent to the whale swallowing the northwestern frontier, and has the foundation of the Hou Bu.

This big benefit is in front of us and it is worth fighting for.

But this matter was related to Daxia's survival, and it angered the Holy Land of the Cave. It was not fun, so he thought quietly, and when he came back to his senses, the night was already deep.

Then, Xia Tuo got up and walked out of the stone hall, and his figure headed towards a small courtyard in the distance, under the spiritual wood in the courtyard, Xun Fenghou was practicing cross-legged.

His whole body was filled with a breath of consummation, and there were faint Taoist symbols looming, and the illusory Taoist symbols had a tendency to form a ring.

"It seems that Elder Xun is not far from the Law of Cohesion."

Xia Tuo's voice awakened Xun Fenghou.

"Thanks to the blessing of the Daxia Clan Movement, I have finally made progress over the years."

The step of transcending the realm of magical powers is really difficult. The transformation of the true soul, the transformation of the law, and the transformation of the divine orifice can be said to be the three major stages before the realm.

Xun Fenghou suppressed his expression and asked, "Clan Lord, what's the big deal about visiting late at night."

Upon hearing the sound, Xia Tuo nodded, and said in deep thought: "There is a major event. The old god Hou has sealed the mountain for decades. Now he needs the old god Hou to play and sit down. Otherwise, Daxia's strength alone will not be able to stop the impact of the cave."

"It seems that the clan leader has made a decision."

Xun Fenghou nodded.

"I immediately set off to return to Tianhou Mountain."

"Be careful to avoid the prying eyes of Dongtian Holy Land, and don't let them discover it."

"know."

Xun Fenghou disappeared into the night, and Xia Tuo let out a long breath.

That's right, after spending all afternoon thinking about it, he finally decided that instead of procrastinating, instead of accepting the risk of exposure, he should be caught off guard.

Asking the old god to come out of the mountain is a means of escort.

After dawn, Xia Ge sent an edict toward the land of the eleven roads in Daxia.

The elite warriors formed by the eleventh realms of the edict are all assembled to prepare for the battle formation trial. The trial place is a wild and ancient land. This matter will be controlled by Haohaigod in the future.

The battle is naturally done by professional people, who are responsible for overall planning, playing tricks...strategy.

Except for mobilizing battle divisions, other things remained the same, Xia Tuo did not deliberately make the atmosphere in the territory tense.

After doing all of this, Xia Tuo returned to Tianlu Mountain to see if he could take advantage of the general trend of the clan fortune and understand the law, which can be regarded as you sharpen the sword.

Judging from the current situation, the limited scope of the realm of strength in the battle of Qiyun is below the realm of development.

Although he is a Manifestation of the Holy Realm, there is still a big gap in strength between the Manifestation of the Holy Realm and the Divine Realm. He divides the three conditions for supernatural power promotion into three steps, and each condition is in no particular order.

Although it does not enter the realm of creation, the power of the law far exceeds the Taoist talisman, and the realm of the soul is superior to the realm of the soul. This is an indelible fact. In comparison, the same is the manifestation of the sacred realm. God, whoever is strong innate strength and who is weak is enough to pull away.Reading books quickly