The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

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"Help."

The screams sounded again and again, and for ordinary Longbo Holy Land people, their blood was not obvious, in fact, they were similar to ordinary people outside.

Cursed into the body at this moment, the black cocoon turned into a bloody monster, draining the blood of the whole body in an instant, turning it into a corpse.

As one of the thirteen ghosts and gods in the Nether World, because Nether Nether World and Waste Land Yang are two opposite worlds, the order of the will of heaven and earth has rules, and they cannot easily appear in the world of Yang.

The Daqi dead clan surrendered under the throne of the ghosts, which just set up the medium of the underworld and the sun, and gave the ghost king an excuse to appear in the wasteland, so that the ghost king came to the sun to draw blood and food, and the will of heaven and earth would no longer be in order .

For ghosts and gods, there are many ideas, but it is just one idea.

"open!"

With a loud roar, Long Zitian's body was as fierce as a blazing sun, and a golden crow appeared, turning himself into a heaven and earth flame oven, and wanted to refine the black cocoon that rushed into his body.

However, the cocoon at this time had already been in contact with the ghost king, cursing into the body, his body became a blood bank of the ghost king, either completely sucked up, or the cursed cocoon was refined.

Despite the blazing flames, the cocoons did not move.

Such a method is absolutely frightening, feeling that one's own vitality is withering, but can't do anything, bearing the body and mind is a double torment.

"Daqi's hatred will be paid by your clan."

The whimper sounded, and a black flame emerged from Young Master Daqi's figure, which burned clean in the blink of an eye, and thousands of black smoke turned into tiny strands of hair, piercing through the void in all directions, and sank into the Longbo tribe.

...

Three beads cave sky.

A sacred tree pierced the sky and the whole body shone with scorching blue light. On top of the green tree, three figures were sitting around the sacred tree, each with a small illusory world floating behind it.

The three small imaginary worlds echoed each other, blended with the breath of the sacred tree, and turned into a big sky-reaching formation,Block a group of black clouds out of the Holy Land of Cave Heaven.

Hum!Hum!Hum!

The black cloud continued to spill heavy yin energy, and when it fell on the sacred tree, it was absorbed by the vitality emanating from the sacred tree, and then gradually decomposed and melted.

"The remnants of Daqi dare to make trouble, reincarnate without being honest, and still have a glimmer of life."

At the top of the sacred tree, an old man with a blue cloak and snow-white beard, with a face as gentle as a sacred jade, and an unusually sharp light, looked at the black cloud above the void.

"Thousands of trees are alive, but unfortunately, my spirit race is born out of vegetation."

Abruptly, a cold voice sounded in the void, and the voice hadn't fallen yet, a cyan-light lightning shot like a god, pierced the void, and fell to the position of the Sanzhu cave master below the sacred tree in the blink of an eye.

Spirit gun!

A sharp gun penetrated nothingness.

Cang!

In an instant, the small world behind Sanzhu Dongzhu suddenly appeared in front of him, and collided with the spirit spear, the spear broke through the world and sank into the embryonic form of the small world.

The Sanzhu Cave Lord blocked the shot of the Spirit Spirit Spear, but it also caused a loophole in the three-legged Shenmu array.

Click!

Suspended in the black clouds above the Sanzhudong sky, a black electricity fell down, and along the direction of the trembling of the Shenmu, it cut through the void and sank into the Sanzhudong sky.

"Ling Patriarch, you are not afraid of restraining backlash and completely apoptosis!"

The Spirit Spirit Spear let out a clang, and after breaking through the small world of the Three Pearl Cave Lord, it returned to the old ancestor Ling once again, and then the ancestor Sanzhu changed his expression and shouted.

The ancient city of Qingteng where the spirit race is located is not only because it is the ancestral land of the spirit race. After the destruction of Daqi, the great caves were huge, but they were also intrigue. After Da Yin retreated, they did not dare to enter the spirit. Ancestral land.

In the end, the three big caves forced the spirit race to make a blood oath, and those who are above the supernatural power level in the spirit race must not leave the ancestral land of the spirit race, otherwise their blood will burn themselves and die.

The ancestor of the spirit holds the spirit spear, pointing to the three beads in the sky, his beard is dancing, his eyes are like a god, his strength is not the peak of the first step, but fortunately, he has the spirit spear in his hand, which can be compared with the god of the second step. Hou.

"Back then, the spirit race should be completely wiped out!"

The ancestor of Sanzhu was dancing wildly, with murderous intent splashing in his eyes.

"Did you kill fewer people back then?"

A hoarse voice sounded, and in the shattered void, an old rickety figure came tremblingly with a cane.

Royal ancestor!

At this moment, every time he took a step, his rickety figure grew taller, the wrinkles on his face became dim, and his skinny body reappeared with flesh and blood.

The old ancestor, whose white hair turned black, draped over his shoulders, walked in front of the crowd, and returned to his middle-aged appearance. The rush of blood was like a vast ocean, and the cane in his hand was flowing out of the energy of a giant waterfall, and the law lingered outside.

The middle-aged ancestor, eyes fierce as a big Peng, the whole person has a sign that he is about to be transparent, his whole body is glowing, his walking stick turns into a blue dragon and entangled in his hand, a phantom green mountain emerges behind him, suppressing the trembling void.

"Daqijing Tianwang's auxiliary minister Yu Qingshan."

The words of the ancient ancestor sounded and passed through the void.

"Coming to fight!"

"kill!"

...

The Thousand Cangjie Passage, this is a desolate land, filled with a desolate atmosphere, there is no sun, moon and starlight, only ice-cold peaks and covered moss.

As a small world that Daqi has operated for thousands of years, the Thousand Cangjie Realm has been developed to the extreme in those days, and it has even constructed a spatial channel to the Thousand Cangjie Realm.

At this moment, what Xia Tuo took with the war soldiers was the passage left by Da Qi. Young Master Da Qi instigated the blood formation, and he also took hundreds of thousands of soldiers on the road to return to the wasteland.

As for the battle between Young Master Daqi and Dongtian Holy Land, he really couldn't get involved right now. The dead clan of Daqi bought the favor of the Ghost King at an unknown price. This kind of power from the Nether World is beyond estimation.

This time, Daxia inherited Daqi's great favor, but she didn't know if she would have a chance to return.

This passage opened in the void is not very long, but only three thousand miles. As for the end of the passage, outside the ancient city of Qingteng.

...

In a hidden mountain stream outside the ancient city of Qingteng, the void shattered and turned into a space vortex, the space rippled, Xia Tuo walked out of it.

Hum!

Immediately afterwards, a ray of purple light broke out from his body, and the seal of the heavenly seal automatically appeared above his head, and an illusory wave went straight into the sky, as if it had reached the depths of the endless void.

Seeing this scene, Xia Tuo immediately absorbed him into his body, and then temporarily suppressed the fluctuation of Qi Luck. At this time, once the Qi Luck breath was exposed, it might cause Dongtian Holy Land to take action.

"Haohaigod will command the soldiers to camp in the mountain stream here."

"In critical moments, everyone must follow the arrangements of the gods."

After speaking, Xia Tuo's figure disappeared in this mountain stream and headed towards Qingteng Ancient City.

An hour later, outside of Qingteng Ancient City, looking at the ancient barren forest filled with white smoke, Xia Tuo sprang out of it with a dusty face.

The spirit clan has been granted a clan, a large formation has been set up in the barren forest, and it is impossible to break in.

When it fell to the ground, Xia Tuo took out the psychic skeleton, and a thought entered it, connecting all the towns and elders in Daxia.

"Patriarch."

After a while, Xun Fenghou responded first.

"Master has left the customs and wants to see you."

"it is good."

After a half-pillar incense, Xia Tuo chose a desolate mountain range and opened a cave. His mind and thoughts were submerged in the psychic skeleton.

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Tianhou Mountain, Shenhou Dongfu.

On Xun Fenghou's psychic pearl, Xia Tuo's phantom appeared, and he saw the old god at a glance.

"Old God Hou can be well."

Seeing the old god Hou again, Xia Tuo felt like a world away, knowing that only decades have passed.

"I've heard Fenghou all about you, it's pretty good."

Old Shenhou nodded.

"Are you out of the Thousand Cang Realm?"

"Yes, now we are stationed in the barren hills outside the ancient city of Qingteng, and more than 700,000 troops from all ministries have been brought out, all elites of all ethnic groups."

Xia Tuo didn't cover up, and told the old god Hou about his situation.

"Shenhou, why did the spirit clan be granted a clan and opened a big formation."

Hearing the sound, he saw a sigh flashing across the old Shenhou's face.

"Too urgent, they are too urgent."

The old Shen Hou shook his head lightly, and then said: "In order to cooperate with the young master Daqi, the ancestor of the spirit race has already killed the Three Pearl Caverns.

Originally, the old man wanted to go too, but now Yaohou is watching from side to side. Once I make a move, I am afraid that the situation will turn straight down."

"Young Master Daqi has won the favor of ghosts and gods, even if Dongtian Holy Land is powerful, it can't be the opponent of ghosts and gods."

Regarding Xia Tuo's doubts, the old Shen Hou shook his head, and said in deep thought: "How easy is it that you said, ghosts and gods have a lot of thoughts, and what the young master Daqi works is just a hint of ghosts and gods.

The remaining strength of the Daqi Dead Clan is still barely feasible to deal with one of the cave heavens. It is still incapable to win the three cave heavens. Moreover, the volatilization of the curse power takes a long process, so it is said that the cave heaven holy land in a short time Still have a strong strength.

At that time, in order to lift their own curse, God knows what these guys will do. Next, we have to prevent the evil beasts from counterattacking, but also deal with the demon soldiers."

The old god Hou expressed his worries, but did not judge the actions of the Daqi dead clan too much. Just like the spirit ancestors who shot, even though he knew that it might not be the time to shot, the young master Daqi made a decision , He has already shot.

For the king's minister, loyal to the king, nothing more.

Xia Tuo didn't comment on this, even if he wanted to manage, he didn't have that strength.

"Shenhou, the demon soldier thing."

Hearing the sound, the old god Hou looked at Xia Tuo and asked softly: "You have already won the benefits in the battle of luck, and you have brought back so many soldiers, what do you think?"

"Lure the enemy deeper and wipe out in one fell swoop!"

In this regard, Xia Tuo said aloud: “The Holy Cave of Heaven is also a crisis right now. It is not realistic to say that it will not happen anytime. It is unrealistic to rely entirely on the Daqi dead clan. Therefore, we need to fight quickly and severely damage the demon soldiers in one fell swoop. This is also good to intimidate Dongtian Holy Land."