The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Fleeing into the wild and ancient land is the last resort. Now Daxia is based in the wild northwest, and is about to dominate the northwest. Part of the northern region is under control, and the foundation of the Hou Department is beginning to appear.

Even today, even if the Northwest land is tortured by the demon and the tribes are still unrested, it is far better than fleeing into the wild and ancient land to be a savage.

He is not alone, and Xia Tuo has clear thoughts in his mind after a short period of thought.

The Divine Lord from the Great Yin Court represents not only a powerful person in the third step of the Divine Realm, but also Great Yin. Once this God falls in the border, then the fear that will be faced next is It's not a third-step god.

Before there is no strength to detach, there is only compliance with the rules. This is the law of wasteland and it is also suitable for any world.

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The main peak of Tianhou Mountain.

The cave house of the old god is now occupied by the magpie spirits. The environment in the cave house has changed drastically. A huge jade chair stands tall with a figure sitting high above it.

Surrounding the underside of the jade chair, there are a group of tight-spirited figures, who are the masters of the northwestern part.

Magpie Ling Wanfa sat high on it, with a pair of eyes shining brightly, but the other martial artists looked dim, and there was no change in his expression.

He, who directly occupied Tianhou Mountain, quickly noticed the masters of these uncles trapped in Tianhou Mountain.

After all, these supernatural power realm powerhouses gathered together, it is impossible to hide the prying eyes of a realm powerhouse powerhouse.

At this moment, these uncles arched their bodies one by one and stood carefully under the tall jade chairs.

Da Yin!

God!

Both of these terms are existences that they look up and cannot reach, and there is no other way to go but surrender.

Faced with the gods who came from the Great Yin Palace, even the old gods of Tianhou Mountain gave in. What else can they do?

As long as you know, you can speak endlessly. From the battle of luck that began decades ago, the emergence of the sacred place in the cave, to the battle of demon-covering that was just destroyed not long ago, everyone is like a bamboo tube pouring beans. Threw up clean.

From the heads of the ministries,