The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Latest website: Brother Jing, you can get ready."

Young Master Da Qi did not show any dissatisfaction when Xia Tuo called himself this way. After thousands of years of ups and downs, he had baptized everything about himself and ignored too many things.

"The ancestral blood of the three major caves has been purified, but the amount is not too large. Even if it is turned into a curse, it will take a long time to erupt. I want them to watch their own people die one by one."

Hatred flashed in Jing Chou's eyes, and under the long backlog of years, the idea of ​​revenge went from the simplest killing of the warriors in the sacred place of the cave to the present to torture them.

The so-called authorities are obsessed with bystanders, this is something that Xia Tuo, an outsider, can see clearly, he can also understand the obsession and tyranny of the Daqi dead clan, just imagine it is him, he has long become inhumane.

He even suspected that if he opened his mouth and said that the Daqi Dead Clan would change his strategy to deal with the Holy Land in the Cave, the Daqi Dead Clan would instantly regard him as an enemy.

After pondering for a moment, Xia Tuo didn't hesitate anymore, and said in a deep voice: "I need Daqi to continue to help me cover my Qi, and I need to contact the outside world, get in touch with the old god of Tianhou Mountain, and discuss how to deal with the attack of the monster race."

Since God gave him this opportunity to let Da Xia Xiong dominate the northwestern land, how could he not seize it.

After that, Xia Tuo continued to look at the young master of Daqi. To put it bluntly, Daxia and Daqi are partners. Since they are cooperating, they must help each other. He put forward his own request and is waiting for Daqi’s request. .

"Dongtian Holy Land has been passed down for a long time. Although it is now declining, there are still some secrets that are not known to outsiders. Although the aura in the Thousand Blues Realm is closed, they can't be concealed from them, but they can't see what happened here in a short time. what happened."

Young Master Daqi shook his head gently and then said: "If you want to communicate with the outside world, you must open the Thousand Cang Realm. I believe that the outside of the Thousand Cang Realm is already under the spotlight of the cave heaven. Once a trace of Qi leaks, what happens here Can't hide it.

Correspondingly, your Daxia smashed the tribes and Dongtian Holy Land, and they knew about the luck of the Northwest alone. They have planned for so long, but you have taken the lead. These guys will not be willing."

Hearing this, Xia Tuo nodded. Young Master Daqi was right. After planning for so many years and expending a lot of energy, the group was finally destroyed, and there was no trace of luck. God knows whether these holy places will be. Angrily shot.

He will not put himself in danger, pinning himself on the scene where the Holy Cave of Heaven may not take action.This is tantamount to looking for death.

Half of the words of the young master of Daqi did not say, that is, once the Thousand Celestial Realm is opened, then the things of the Daqi Dead Clan will also be revealed in front of the Dongtian Holy Land. Faced with the revenge means arranged by the Daqi Dead Clan, the Dongtian Holy Land is absolutely Also shot.

Of course, the people of the Daqi Dead Clan had long regarded death as home, even if their souls were scattered, they would also bring a heavy price to the Holy Land of Dongtian.

Naturally, it is the most difficult to deal with people who are not afraid of being frightened.

In fact, they are all facing this problem right now, that is, it is impossible to stay in the Thousand Cang Realm all the time. When Xia Tuo led the coalition forces of all races to leave the Thousand Cang Realm, it was the time when Da Qi Death Soul started the blood sacrifice.

In other words, when Daqi started the blood sacrifice, it was also when Xia Tuo took the allied forces to leave, and the two would go on at the same time.

At this point, after thinking through things, Xia Tuo then asked, "Brother Jing, what time are you going to do?"

"Tomorrow at the deepest night."

When Xia Tuo accepted the test of heaven and earth earlier, Jing Qiu said that there were two days, and that one day had passed.

"it is good."

Hearing this, Xia Tuo nodded and walked in the direction of Daying.

"Brother Jing, cherish it."

"treasure."

The enmity who had long been incarnate as a skeleton and bones, when Xia Tuo said this, a gleam of light appeared in his hollow eyes.

"Little Lord."

Watching Xia Tuo go away, Ling Zai's figure appeared, and said softly, to be honest, they don't have to worry about Daxia, and the Northwest Deserted Tu people, they just want revenge, nothing more.

However, after all, they are the survivors of Daqi, the people of the wasteland. When Daqi dared to establish the royal court, they did not come with empty mouth and mouth. They were recognized by the entire border and wilderness.

The border desolate suffering, sinking for thousands of years, after all, was due to Daqi's ambition, and it was Daqi who took the wasteland.

"Ling Zai, Daqi has passed away, and the ups and downs of the deserted land has nothing to do with us. If you can do something for the deserted land, if you want to come to the father, you will definitely be pleased."

Jing Chou's words are obviously self-comforting. When a martial artist has cultivated to the realm of creation, he will have the opportunity to reincarnate and re-cultivation, not to mention that he has cultivated to the realm of King Kaitian.

If a king is really reincarnated, he will have a great chance to re-enter the king realm in the future, but the court of Da Yin will not be so negligent. Since Da Qi was destroyed that year, he would naturally have cut his roots.

The soul of King Jing Tian had already dissipated in the world.

"Get ready to go."

After pondering for a moment, Jing Qiu chanted softly.

"Yes."

...

Big summer camp.

In the gloomy night sky, piles of bonfires ignited, and among the bonfires were bones. Each pile of bonfires was surrounded by figures, and he looked at the bones looming in the fire.

Immediately leaving the Thousand Cang Realm, it is not easy for the war soldiers of various races to take away, so they have to take the ashes back.

The fire was blazing, illuminating the surroundings and turning the blood-stained bones into ashes. The ashes left behind were wrapped in animal skins. The names of all people were written on it and they were given to the same tribe, or from Soldiers in the same place.

Xia Tuo was walking in the camp, followed by Zi Wuxiao and Mu Qingyun.

"The two clan owners, the situation in the northwest is unknown after going out, and there are demon soldiers invading, so the coalition forces of all clans cannot disperse. Since you and I are the masters of the Northwest, you should have the responsibility to defend the land and protect the border, so we still need to join hands. Go forward together."

"The Alliance Lord is right."

Zi Wuxiao responded and Mu Qingyun also nodded.

"Also, after leaving the Thousand Cang Realm, you need to order the Northwestern Uncle Lords to confederate. The so-called wrong words will make it unsatisfactory. Now that the demon soldiers are invading, it is necessary for us to unite and overcome the difficulties together. We discuss some things together."

"Discuss together?"

Upon hearing this, a wry smile appeared at the corner of Mu Qingyun's mouth.

"Yes."

...

A day later, 700,000 soldiers lined up, carrying the wounded soldiers and the ashes of the fallen.

At the forefront is the Daxia soldiers, led by Xia Tuo himself, and in the middle is the soldiers from the tribes of giant trees, Zidian, etc. The Haohaigod will lead five Zhenjiang soldiers, while Zi Wuxiao and Mu Qingyun are honest followers. Behind Xia Tuo.

As for Brother Fatty and Elder Snail, they are cruising in the battlefield, dealing with some emergencies.

At this moment, Xia Tuo looked towards the center of the Thousand Cang Realm from the air, and met the eyes of the young master Da Qi in mid-air.

Young Master Daqi is standing on the central altar of the blood formation. The nine-fold blood formation altar has risen to a height of three thousand feet. In the nine-fold blood formation, there are densely packed Yin soldiers. These Yin soldiers stand in formation, hunting with black flags. The yin qi of the sky converged into a yin dragon.

"There are so many Yin Soldiers, I'm afraid there are no fewer than five million people."

The voice of Fat Brother heard in his ears, Xia Tuo's eyes narrowed involuntarily. As expected, the Great Enlightenment of the Dead Race is that the Hundred-legged Insect died but not stiff, even if it has fallen to the present point, still has such a strong strength. .

He didn't open his mouth to say that he borrowed troops to deal with the invading demon soldiers. The reason why the Daqi dead clan was still there was for revenge. This was already their fate.

As for the demon soldiers who invaded the northwest, this was a test for Daxia, and it was also Daxia's process of reuniting the people's luck.

Having Daqi dragging the Hollow Holy Land is already the best help for Daxia.

"treasure."

At this moment, a faint ripple appeared in Xia Tuo's spiritual world.

Rumble!

In an instant, there was a thunder sound from the heavens and the earth, and the overcast sky rose in the center of the Thousand Cang Realm, like a vast ocean, sweeping the heavens and the earth.

Woooo~~

Then the ghost sounds all over the sky, and thousands of ghosts appeared in the dimness, appearing out of thin air from all over the Thousand Cang Realm, rushing towards the direction of the central blood formation.

"Daqi~"

Between the heaven and the earth, a desolate shout sounded and spread in all directions, causing the Thousand Cang Realm to tremble.

This shout made Xia Tuo feel a kind of sadness, his voice seemed to have endless penetrating power, passed through the world wall of the Thousand Cang Realm, and spread towards the wasteland.

"Daqi!"

"Daqi is here for revenge~"

The voice was thunderous, causing confusion in the eyes of the soldiers of the coalition forces of all ethnic groups, and their faces were full of sadness.

...

"Daqi is here for revenge~"

Among the southernmost mountains in the barren land in the northwest, there is the six holy land.

Under the curtain of night, the world was gloomy and the stars of Guiyue fell, and a beam of light penetrated the void, shattered time and space, and fell on the desolate earth.

The desolate figure resounded abruptly on this land, and the originally silent land was suddenly awakened.

Like a blue dragon entrenched in the main hall, the Six-Flying Holy Master suddenly woke up from the silence, rushed out of the main hall, and rushed into the sky.

At this moment, a group of black clouds hovered over the six-jiao holy land.

In the thick black mist, it is made up of thousands of black qi intertwined and twisted, as thin as hair, floating with dried black blood, mixed with dense figures, making a hideous roar, sad and sad. , Resounded throughout Liujiao Cave Sky.

curse!

The six-headed Lord was shocked. He felt an aura in the black mist that had the same blood in his body. Then in the tumbling black cloud, a dragon shadow with six heads appeared, and the dragon shadow was densely packed. Crawling the hideous figure, grabbing the dragon scales with his hands, and biting the dragon flesh with his teeth.

"Ah~"

"Help, I didn't kill you, I didn't kill you!"

"Don't come over, don't come over, I didn't kill you."

"Help, help, the ghost is here to kill."

...

During this moment when the black clouds were floating in the air, miserable shouts came from all over the wasteland of the Sixth Sacred Land. For the ordinary people of the Sixth Sacred Land, they felt that the blood in their bodies was rioting, and the ghosts in the sky were surging. To attack them.