The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Innate soul?

Hearing Wu Wu said this, Xia Tuo's eyes revealed a touch of surprise. Innate souls only have innate true spirits. Now the human, aquatic, and fierce beasts in the wasteland are the acquired souls since they were born. , It is the gap of levels.

After a little thought, he understood that, no wonder the law of ten thousand ways in the God Realm of Clan Destiny is so clear, I am afraid that it is not transformed by these innate true spirits. According to legend, the innate true spirits before Yankang are all manifestations of the great road.

To put it bluntly, the patriarchal realm is the grave of the innate true spirit.

Wuwu said that he could transform his soul, but it made his eyes brighten, and then it dimmed, or don't go, if he can't come back, his tribe, his wife...

Innate true spirits are naturally raised, drawing the soul of the innate true spirits as the nourishment of the soul, but it can be said that it is a chance, the clan luck can't enter the realm, but he has the innate true spirit.

A tender and tender little lotus.

Do you want to eat it?

Thinking of this, Xia Tuo always feels weird.

After a while, he condensed his mind, and temporarily suppressed the thoughts in his heart. The little Lianhua cared, and he still had one very important thing to do right now.

Hum!

Like a flash of purple light, the seal flew out of Xia Tuo's body and fell towards the pillar of clan luck, as if it had turned into a black hole, absorbing purple energy from all directions.

Not only that, the totem copper plate also appeared in his hands, rubbing the copper plate, Xia Tuo’s eyes showed a hint of thought. This treasure can only be used within the tribe. After moving bricks, only physical attacks are left.

After thinking for a while, he left the seal of the mountains and rivers on the top of the Tianlu mountain to absorb purple energy, tore through the world of the hole, and headed towards the place of the remains.

...

The ancient land is filled with a vast atmosphere. Even the Daxia people have lived here for a long time, but in the periphery of the hidden mountains, the human atmosphere will soon be washed away by the miasma.

To the south of the heritage site, at the tall altar, the altar is filled with various large and small copper cauldrons and tripods. The smell of steaming meat fills the surrounding wilderness.

On the altar, an illusory beast's shadow overflowed with inexplicable color from its hollow eyes, and then rushed towards the meat soup on the altar.

After thousands of miles away, the void suddenly split, Xia Tuo bumped out of the world of the cave, looked around, and swept towards the hidden mountains. Before entering the mountain, he saw the gluttonous food. Phantom.

At the same time, the illusory beast shadow who was eating the meat soup suddenly raised his head, looking towards Xia Tuo, he didn't even eat his favorite meat soup, a pair of holes in the eyes flashed with dim light, There seemed to be thought in the hazy eyes.

Woo~~

Inadvertently, in the stagnant void, a faint atmosphere rolled up, causing the miasma around him to rise and fall.

At the same time, Xia Tuo's eyebrows were subconsciously raised, and he looked at the beast-shaped phantom. The color in the empty eyes of the phantom was the first time he had seen it.

call!

In the next moment, this four-legged and two-winged phantom suddenly rushed in front of him, his head was within a foot of his body, and then it sniffed vigorously.

This is... sniffing his breath.

Xia Tuo was taken aback by this scene, and he quickly reacted to him.

Race God's Domain!

With the help of the blessing of the purple energy of the race, his soul has entered the realm of the gods, other than that, nothing beyond his expectation happened during this period of time.

"Could it be that this guy is the true soul of the innate true spirit?"

A thought arose in Xia Tuo's heart. He had guessed a lot about this phantom before, but he was not sure what kind of existence it was.

At this moment, this phantom image was like a pug, constantly smelling and smelling all over his body, flashing thoughts in his eyes, as if looking for memories.

Next, where did Xia Tuo go, where did this phantom follow? As for the meat soup, it’s long gone, or it’s away from his promise.

In desperation, Xia Tuo had no choice but to let it go.

Next, he first looked at the resource reserves in the Heritage Site over the years. The most important thing is the gas mask and the detoxification pill. These are the key things to defeat the enemy.

As for the sword formation in the middle of the mountain range, Hun Kong and Yin Hong still haven't broken open, but it's not that there is nothing to gain. They have found the base of the two sword formations.

"Patriarch, this hill is where the formation is based. There is a bronze sword in the mountain, which is one of the nine sword formations.

One mile away, there is a stone sword formation base. This sword formation is based on nine swords of different materials. Each sword base is engraved with sword charms."

The hill had already opened up a stone cave, and Hun Kong led Xia Tuo into it, and saw a three-foot-sized, rusty bronze sword.

A cave was cleared around the bronze sword, and the sword body was suspended in mid-air like this, without the slightest energy fluctuation. As long as the two of them didn't release the slightest breath, the sword formation would not be triggered.

"Clan Lord, please look at the sword pattern on this sword. The old man calls it the bronze sword text, which is a kind of heaven and earth text. It does not belong to our Chiming era, and it is somewhat different from the ancient dragon text of the Longhan era.

After trying to copy this kind of sword text, I found that the sword pattern can not only be used for array formation, but also can be transformed into a kendo rune, which directly explodes the kendo edge.

It can be inferred that this kind of bronze sword text is a kind of spiritual text derived from the rhyme of kendo.

Once we are in full control of this kind of sword, the sharpness of the weapons we will build will increase by 30%."

After speaking, Hun Kong took Xia Tuo towards the outside of the cave.

"Patriarch, follow me to another Jinji Cave to take a look.

The stone sword pattern manifested on the base of the stone sword array has the strangeness of the bronze sword text. It is a defensive rune. Once mastered and engraved on the armor, the defense power will increase by three layers."

Xia Tuo followed Hunkong into the Stone Sword Cave, and saw a three-foot-sized stone sword. The surface was rough and full of cracks, just like a polished stone tool, with faint words looming on the surface.

"Yuan Zheng, where are the remaining seven sword bases?"

"The remaining few sword bases, the wood sword and the water sword have been ascertained, and the rest are still at the time of exploration."

Having said this, Hun Kong pondered for a moment, and then said: "Patriarch, I guess the sword formation should be in a broken state, and the power of the sword formation should far exceed what we have seen.

The good fortune contained in this sword formation is the only thing the old man has seen in his life. This is not only a sword formation, but more like a vast realm of Taoism.

The stone swords and bronze swords that were discovered alone are already impenetrable."

Xia Tuo looked at the stone sword and squinted his eyes. He did not dare to touch it with his own mental power, lest he could trigger the movement of the sword formation. Judging from such a close distance with his eyesight, the surface of the stone sword was covered with fine cracks. Dense is denser than spider webs.

From the appearance alone, it can be seen that these fine cracks may have penetrated the inside and outside of the blade long ago. Such stone tools will be broken into slag when they are placed outside.

On the hilt of the stone sword there is a faintly imprinted text.

In the wasteland, the boundary between words and runes is not very big. The two are connected. Various ancient characters have incomprehensible meanings. Some runes simply mean one person sees one meaning. It fits the meaning of heaven and earth.

Whether the traces on the stone sword are words or runes, in Xia Tuo's eyes, it is an irregular circular mark the size of two fingernails.

Squinting at the rune, a call came from Xia Tuo's ear in a daze, it was the illusory beast shadow next to him, and then a faint fluctuation appeared in his spiritual world, and a spiritual thought appeared.

"Min~"

Immediately after this spiritual idea, he turned into an illusory turtle shadow in his spiritual world, to be precise, a black turtle shell.

Suddenly, Xia Tuo realized that Ming is a tortoise. There are many types of tortoises on this barren land. The bastard is one of them, but the most famous is the Xuanwu, the turtle and snake.

But the guy with the same body of the wasteland turtle and snake is called Xuanming, the beast that controls the way of water. In the long river of water quality laws he evolved before, the shadow of Xuanming is one of the most massive shadows imprinted in it.

This recessed two irregular circular marks the size of fingernails meant meditation. As soon as I thought of this, when Xia Tuo looked at the stone sword again, the mark changed, and a black green appeared on the hilt.

The so-called one sand and one world, in Xia Tuo's eyes at this moment, the Wuqing mark has been transformed into a dark water world. In the center of the world, a huge figure stands on top of the sky. Yunxiao.

"Hmm~"

In a daze, Xia Tuo only felt a sharp pain in her spirit, and then a shout of empty air came from her ear.

"Clan Lord~"

...

By the time Xia Tuozhuan woke up, it was already three days later. When she opened her eyes, she saw Qiao'er on the stone table next to her, propping up her bright white chin with her small hands, squinting her eyes for a false sleep.

Feeling Xia Tuo waking up, Qiao'er suddenly showed surprise and shouted: "Uncle, you are awake."

Xia Tuo felt a strong sense of tiredness appearing on her body, and this feeling was simply a luxury for a warrior who had set foot on the road to the world.

Then, in front of his eyes, an illusory animal shadow appeared, and the whole man looked at him condescendingly, the hollow eyes overflowing with lustre.

This posture is like saying, brother, you are awake.

For this guy, Xia Tuo really had nothing to do, he couldn't fight, he was invisible, the whole was illusory, but fortunately, this guy didn't make trouble, so he just let it go.

"Uncle, you have been asleep for three days.

"Your mental power is exhausted."

"You are scared of Qiao'er."

...

Then, after Qiao'er chuckled Xia Tuo fainted, he recounted what happened.

At this point, Xia Tuo is also very helpless. It is really rare for a warrior of his level to faint like this.