The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

On the wild land, outside the sky and in the world of emptiness, due to the collision and impact of space, there are often large and small spaces born.

These born spaces are derived from the accumulation of space debris, so they are very weak and easily shattered into countless pieces.

But some spaces survived by coincidence, and then over time, the space gradually stabilized, and slowly formed a place where life could survive.

In the void outside the wasteland, it can be said that there is space to be born and destroyed almost every moment. The small world space discovered by the human race can only account for a small part of the space that can be destroyed at any time. That's it.

The Thousand Cang Realm is the space formed in this way, but the Thousand Cang Realm has been formed for tens of thousands of years. It exists on the wasteland, and the space is stable. It can absorb the power of the sun and the stars from outside the sky, and it has a law that tends to be complete. .

Especially after the Daqi royal family discovered the Thousand Cang Realm back then, they spent a lot of thought to transform and manage this small world, making this small world more solid, and it can be said that it can be used as a big clan land.

"In the past, King Jing Tian dyed blood, and the royal family of Daqi was destroyed. In order to cut off Daqi's dragon of luck, Da Yin spent a huge price to destroy Daqi Wangcheng into ruins, and some of the remaining relics were destroyed. Exiled to the depths of the outer starry sky, the Thousand Cangjie Realm was also looted."

Hearing the words of the ancestor, Xia Tuo felt that the Royal Court of Dayin was a bit cruel, and it was not good at cutting grass and roots, but it was not enough. The roots were dug out for you and exiled outside the domain, leaving you with no life.

However, he still approves of Da Yin's methods. Since they are all killed, they naturally want to cut the roots and destroy the roots.

"The Thousand Cangjie Realm is a small world with balanced five elements and complete tens of thousands of ways, no different from wasteland.

However, because of self-evolving outside the territory, it has absorbed all kinds of spiritual meanings floating between the heaven and the earth, and the environment is much better than the wasteland, which is of great benefit to the martial artist's cultivation."

The ancestor's voice was hoarse, and then said: "However, since being looted by Da Yin and several big Dongtian holy places, the Thousand Cangjie Realm has been abandoned. The fixed star pile that entered the Thousand Cangjie Realm is estimated to be only available in the Dongtian holy land. "

"Does the ancestor know why the Thousand Cang Realm suddenly appeared?"

Then, Xia Tuo asked aloud that the battle of Qi Luck is imminent, and according to the rules, there is a high probability that it will be carried out in a small world in the cave, and at this time the Thousand Cang Realm suddenly appeared. He never believed that there was such a coincidence. Things.

At this time, the most sensitive moment of Qi Luck, you must know that he is aware of the fluctuations of the big pillar of Clan Destiny. This shows that the emergence of Qiancang Realm is closely related to the battle of Qi Luck. It cannot be said that Qiancang Realm is the one of Qi Luck. The location of the war.

Hearing the sound, the ancestor Yu shook his head, pondered for a moment, and said, "The appearance of the Thousand Blues Realm is probably inseparable from the Holy Land of Caves. Now the various ministries have reached the final juncture in order to compete for luck, so we must pay attention to any abnormality ."

Speaking of this, the ancestor's words paused, as if he was thinking, and finally he said: "The old man guessed that the appearance of the Thousand Blues Realm might be related to the Daqi Royal Family.

In those days, King Jingtian fell, the court of the quasi-king was destroyed, and the royal family of Daqi was divided and collapsed overnight.

The Great Yin Palace and the Dongtian Holy Land vigorously hunted down the blood relatives of the Daqi royal family, even the in-laws and tribes that had been separated by several generations were also killed.

In order to remove the roots, the warriors of Da Yin and Dongtian Holy Land pained their killers. It was also because of this. Facing the impact of the monster race, the frontier wasteland was like digging a flood dike, and it collapsed directly.

Later, it was rumored that the blood of the Daqi royal family was all dead, and my Yu family also searched for it secretly, and found some very remote branches, and I couldn't even determine whether it was the blood of the Daqi royal family, so I gave up.

But when the blue light was floating in the air, the old man suddenly thought of something."

At this moment, the ancestor Yu's expression was a little condensed, and Xia Tuo also noticed the ups and downs of the old man's aura.

"The Royal Court of Daqi may really have no living descendants, but the descendants of the dead may really exist."

With a word from the ancestor, Xia Tuo suddenly struck a spirit.

I will never let you go as a ghost!

This sentence is not empty talk in the wasteland, there can be really!

If the words of the ancestors were true, how terrifying it would be to open up the souls and accumulate hatred for thousands of years.

Suddenly, Xia Tuo suddenly thought of Fengzhihou Tribe, a tribe with secret methods, which allowed the last rituals to linger for 20,000 years, dignified, and even reached the point of forming a royal court. The foundation and secret methods possessed are inevitable. To far exceed Hou Bu's.

Had it not been mentioned by the ancestor, he would have never thought of this.

But then again, there are grievances and grievances, and there are grievances and revenge. The object of Daqi's revenge should be the Holy Land of Heaven.

Before this guy knew it, it seemed that the balance of victory was leaning towards Daxia.

However, these are all speculations, how to prepare for the battle of luck, and how to prepare, pin the victory on a group of dead souls who may or may not, he is not a fool.

Suppressing the association in his heart, Xia Tuo then asked out aloud: "Does the ancestor know the landforms in the world of the thousand blues?"

Upon hearing the sound, the ancestor shook his head and said: "Thousand Cangjie is similar to the barren land outside, with mountains, rivers, and vegetation. As for the specific mountain topography, it is not clear."

In this regard, Xia Tuo has nothing to be discouraged. Even if the Thousand Cang Realm is the place of the battle of luck, he can't change it. In choosing the battlefield, he can't compete with the other three races. Up.

We talked with the ancestor for a long time, until night fell, Xia Tuo sent him out of the inner city. Under the night, the blue light was more conspicuous, and the starlight and the laurel moon were reflected.

In the documents handed down from the Six Paths of the Northern Territory, the blue light is not conspicuous in the Northern Territory, there is only a faint blue cloud, and it is obvious that this blue light manifests for the northwest.

Back on Tianlu Mountain, Xia Tuo continued to portray the inscriptions on the tortoise shell. The battle is about to come. I am afraid it will not be long before the big caves and sacred places should take action.

...

Half a year later, a figure tore out of the void thousands of miles south of Daxia City. The figure was dressed in a green robe and looked like a middle-aged man, with a blue wooden sword on his back, coming towards Daxia City.

His speed was very fast, and crossing the mountains and ridges was just a blink of an eye. He quickly rushed into Daxia City, but at the moment he rushed into the city, a voice rang loudly.

"Daxia City, do not trespass without permission and kill offenders!"

Hearing the sound, Mu Qianhua stopped and was not trying hard, but he knew that there was a god here, and he wanted to live for two more years, otherwise he would die first, what if he came to revenge behind the cave, he was already dead Up.

Then, a cyan light flashed in his hand, revealing a chalcedony-like brand, and an illusory totem mark bloomed, turning into a phantom of a sacred tree covered with round beads.

"Sanzhu messenger, see Daxia Clan Master!"

Immediately afterwards, a whistling voice resounded through Daxiacheng. I don't know who called it, and Mu Qianhua's face turned pale, but he did not dare to attack.

Soon, he entered the Great Xia Clan Hall and saw Xia Tuo.

"Daxia is such a big shelf!"

Mu Qianhua, who entered the hall, said directly to Xia Tuo in a cold tone.

"Incomparable to a person who forgets his roots."

Then, the fat brother sitting in the hall said with a smile, that the words of the audience just came out of his mouth, except for Xia Tuo in the whole Daxia, he was able to do this kind of thing.

However, Xia Tuo is the clan leader, and on the surface, he is naturally full of majesty and is not suitable for playing this kind of trick. Of course, Fat Brother will not let him.

"you……"

"What are you, you want to be beaten."

Xia Tuo didn't say a word, Fat Brother was an unscrupulous man, clutching his small axe, as if he would start at the opportunity.

"If you have something to say quickly, let it go if you have a fart!"

"Humph!"

Mu Qianhua's face was sullen, a scroll appeared in his hand, and he threw it towards the hall, turned and left.

"Not interesting."

Seeing this scene, the fat brother shook his head.

In response to this, several of the patrons in the hall looked at Xia Tuo, and Xia Tuo who had grasped the scroll, after opening it, knew what was written in it.

Whatever should come will come.

coming!

Then, he handed the scroll to several Gefu below, and when it fell into Fat Brother's hands, the fat man read it out.

"After half a year, the ancient city of Qingteng signed a contract for the battle of luck, and started the conquest of luck."

"Each tribe sent three Manifestations of Saint Realm, three Dharma Phase Realms, five Divine Power Realms and one level, two witches who were not more powerful than the later stage of Wuzong, and the number of full personnel was 300,000.

"There must not be a warrior who has created a place to intervene in the battle of luck."

Undoubtedly, although Xia Tuo was asked to sign a contract, he also confirmed the manpower for the battle of luck.

"This is probably because the three big caves have already discussed it."

Fat brother handed the scroll to Hun Kong who was aside, and said aloud.

After hearing the sound, Xia Tuo nodded. Although the specific manpower was unexpected, it did not exceed his expectations. Except for the martial artist of the law phase state, there are enough warriors of other realms in the clan.

Especially the last sentence, very to his heart.

This sentence was what he wanted the most, but it was the last thing he couldn't say. It's fine now. Someone has said that people will give pillows when they really doze off, and there are good people in Dongtian Holy Land.

"General, the number of soldiers in the Lingzhou camp is less than 250,000. Let the Heavenly Armies Palace allocate some soldiers to make up, and also select some wizards, wizards, and witch doctors to come in."

"Xiong Si and Hunkong two patrons, you two lead the clan palaces to prepare for the various resources needed for the battle."

"Fat elder follow me to Qingteng Ancient City."

Xia Tuo looked at the fat brother and saw the gleam in his small eyes, and he knew that this fat man had definitely guessed what he was thinking.

It's very simple. He is going to make a big fuss in this alliance. The three big caves have isolated him from foreigners and negotiated the manpower to participate in the war. If he doesn't make a big trouble, this is not clear to Shanhai Dongtian.