The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Five days later, in the depths of the barren valley, three figures stood on top of a ten thousand-edged mountain.

"Qiaoer, how is it?"

Xia Tuo turned his head and asked Qiao'er next to him.

Hearing the sound, Qiao'er frowned, shrugged her white nose, tilted her head slightly, and shook her head slightly.

"It's weird, there were before, but somehow disappeared again, intermittently."

After speaking, Qiao'er's eyes closed slightly, and the aura on her body became deep, and a mysterious and mysterious feeling permeated. Seeing this scene, Xia Tuo and Fat Brother looked at each other, and then one of them protected Qiao'er.

Hum!

Soon, Qiao'er was surrounded by Xu Fangyuan, and the void began to distort, surrounded by wisps of breath, and gradually around her body, a three-foot aperture appeared, and a pattern of seal-engraved seals appeared in the aperture.

These seal patterns come in all shapes, but there are only a few square ones, and the rest are all kinds of abnormal shapes, which are surrounded by runes that seem to be filled with mysterious aura.

Each of these runes gave people a natural insight, as if they should have been like this.

Xuanwen appeared, Qiao'er's entire body was glowing, and her originally warm face also became a little cold at this moment. The blue silk on her shoulders grew like a waterfall to more than ten feet in the blink of an eye, and the witch print on the center of her eyebrows was as deep as the ocean.

At this moment, the miasma of nine colors above the sky had lost its brilliance, and there was only a figure covered with purple light left in this mountain.

"go with!"

Finally, Qiao'er spoke, and the aperture around her body rushed out like electricity.

...

A hundred thousand li away, the vast aura of the mountains and wilds permeated, the miasma gathered into a sea of ​​clouds, and the mountains were silent, only the occasional low beast roar sounded.

In addition, the ancient world seems very dull, with lush vegetation, but not much vitality.

An ancient tree with a height of more than five hundred feet, with dense branches and leaves, and the branches are like beams. It stretches a canopy several miles around. On one of the main stems, a white light is bright but not dazzling, and it blends well with the surrounding environment. Together.

"No wonder it can't die, it's weird."

A deep moan sounded, and a white deer-like figure was looming in the white light.

"Weird, weird, how can there be such a strange breath in such a barren southwest."

Bai Feng tilted his head, and the deer's eyes were ups and downs, and he was puzzled. In the southwest, he caught two very subtle auras of the same origin, some similar but some specious.

This point was felt when he first saw the young man on the Qinglong boat decades ago, entangled with the fate of too many people.

I thought it would be possible to trace back to the corner of the corner, but it was still vague.

Two similar original auras, one is very weak, the aura is not in the gods, and contains a decadent aura.

The path he personally pursues is mysterious and mysterious, with an illusory purple light shelter, even if he wants to snoop, he dare not do it with all his strength.

Clan luck, purple spirit, human will, this is a great crisis for him.

"Ok."

"not good!"

"Roulette of Destiny!"

In an instant, the white wind that was still calm just now showed a hint of horror in his eyes. The bright white light that surrounded his body instantly transformed into flames and lightning. From mildness to extinction, there were many illegible symbols floating in the flames and lightning. The text, the breath is profound and boundless.

At the same time, above the void, a large part of the space barrier disappeared out of thin air, turned into a black hole and void world, and emerged on the white limelight.

In a three-foot-diameter aperture, the irregular seal runes burst into light and fell from high altitude.

"Too much bullying!"

"go with!"

Seeing this scene, Bai Feng was furious, and the two strands of fluff on his lower jaw swayed, and lightning and silver light splashed on the antlers above his head, turning into a thunderbolt.

The purple electricity was in the air, mixed with an aura of destruction, but in front of the falling aperture, it lost all its power and was swallowed up by the aperture. The vision it induced was nothing but a purple light from the alien imprint in the aperture.

Seeing the thunderbolt being swallowed, Bai Feng's eyes flashed strangely again, and a ray of black air rose from the antlers, and in an instant, he was shocked.

"No, my ancestors turned out to be a snare!"

As the creatures who comprehend the road of destiny, they have actually adhered to a principle. The road of destiny observes destiny, plots the past and cuts off the present, traces the past, peers into the future, changes the destiny, and those who are powerful in destiny can even peer into the fortune of the king and change the fortune of the race.

This method is magical, but one thing is that anyone who cultivates his destiny is unsure of his own destiny, and it is also difficult for people close to him to see clearly. Anyone who peeks at the luck of the martial artist related to him will be affected by all kinds of Influenced by external forces, even hindered by natural punishment.

But there are also accidents in this situation. For example, the moment of enlightenment, Bai Feng encountered this situation at this moment.

The so-called one thing drops one thing, his white wind is notorious in Qinglongshui, and those who see him retreat, and even those with high strength stay away. This does not mean that he can really run wild on the wasteland.

"Damn fellow, why didn't Tianlei kill you!"

At this moment, Bai Feng did not dare to delay the slightest and turned into a streamer and ran towards the distance. However, a circle of light behind him fell tightly behind him like a shadow.

Boom!

As he ran, the thunder burst on the antlers above his head, and a thunder field emerged. The thunder suddenly turned from purple to jet black, and the whole thing rose up and hit the chasing aperture.

Puff~

The thunder, which was enough to make the first step strong in opening the ground, did not make many waves in front of the aperture, so it was swallowed clean. The thunder flickered in the aperture, causing the alien mark to rise and fall.

Seeing this scene, Bai Feng's mind was a little broken. He thought it was a chance, but he didn't expect it to be a big hole.

Where is the problem?

"impossible!"

"I am the Lord of the Light of Life."

As he ran, Bai Feng's body was stunned, as if he had received a thunder, the whole body burst into divine light, and a bright and illusory flame floated from his body.

"The lamp is mine."

At this moment, Bai Feng roared, the bright flame on his body jumped more and more fiercely, an imaginary oil lamp floated above his head, suspended between the antlers.

According to legend, the world’s spirits had three lights on their bodies from the moment they were born, representing Yangshou and destiny, but after the popularity of martial arts and witchcraft, this kind of saying was gradually forgotten and is no longer popular.

With the appearance of the phantom of the bright oil lamp, the light circle behind it suddenly lit up, as if it turned into a runic sun.

At this moment, Bai Feng already had enlightenment in his heart. He has been comprehending for most of his life, and he hasn't really recognized the fate of the lamp. This is when he has met the master.

I came all the way to find a chance, but I didn't expect it to be to deliver the lamp.

All this starts with the damn young man who met the Azure Dragon Boat.

If he knew this, he shouldn't have come to kill him.

Surrounded by countless lines of fate, it's a big trouble, and I regret it.

...

"Come!"

On the top of the mountain, the witch print on Qiao'er's eyebrows is bright. In the world of witch print, the soul dances. It is an extremely ancient dance gesture, and every movement coincides with a mysterious rhythm.

"Come."

The sound came from the spiritual world, turned into ripples, and spread out in all directions.

...

Xia Tuo, who was guarding Qiao'er's side, chilled suddenly, and then a roar in the spiritual world.

"I'm going to kill you!"

In the distance, a white light came like electricity, with an illusory flame jumping on his body, an oil lamp beating, flowing with an ancient and desolate atmosphere.

"Ancestor Baifeng!"

In an instant, Xia Tuo could see who was in the white light.

For a moment, he was a little stunned, but he reacted in an instant, and his body burst into battle, protecting Qiao'er.

Although Fat Brother didn't figure out what was going on, it was right to summon the little ancestor at this time.

Yaya, who will hack who.

Thousands of feet away, the ancestor Baifeng was jumping with bright flames, and above his head was a copper lamp, and above it was the light circle made by Qiaoer.

Bai Feng is struggling, but under the confinement of the aperture, it is in a state of defeat.

He wanted to take the brass lamp back into his body, but the brass lamp was ready to leave him at this moment. The treasure was alive and he chose the master independently. He had never been able to recognize it as the master.

At this moment, the silent Qiao'er opened her eyes, and purple light appeared in her pupils.

She stretched out her jade hand and waved gently towards the copper lamp.

Hum!

In an instant, the copper lamp buzzed, exuding a touch of joy, and then the illusory flames flourished in the sky.

Puff~

With a soft sound, I tried my best to restrain the white wind of the copper lamp. At this moment, he completely lost his hand, and the copper lamp broke free from the restraint and flew towards Qiao'er.

Seeing this scene, Bai Feng's eyes were red.

"My lamp!"

"The ancestor killed you!"

In an instant, Xia Tuo's eyes burst into light, murderous intent, and black and white divine light bloomed on his body. All the power poured into the sword of mountains and rivers, and he smashed out.

"go with!"

Seeing this scene, Qiaoeryu patted his hand gently, and the flying copper lamp turned around and slammed into the white wind.

"Fifty thousand spirit crystals of the little ancestor!"

"One hundred thousand!"

At the same time, an illusory axe mark on Fat Brother's head slashed out in the air, and the three attacks instantly collided with the thunder derived from the white wind.

Boom!

At this moment, the entire world was torn apart by the splashing force, Xia Tuo retreated with Qiao'er, and the fat brother waved his small axe, constantly cutting the turbulence into the air.

"fifty thousand!"

"fifty thousand!"

"Thirty thousand!"

"Dead fat man, it's 20,000 less, it's 50,000."

"Little master's spirit crystal, no one is missing."

...

Cang!Cang!Cang!

For a time, the heavens and the earth roared, the light burst out, and the bursting power was too terrifying, which made people feel a sense of splitting the body. No matter what, Bai Feng was also a strong person who broke the first pinnacle of the ground.

Xia Tuo and Fat Brother are now barely in the early stage of the midstream in the first step of creating a realm. Together, they can only barely resist the attack, and the figures have to retreat back.

"Taking my fate of the magic lamp, this hatred is not shared with the sky, I want you, and those related to you, to die without a place to be buried!"

Amidst the violent energy, Bai Feng roared, his body splashed with thunder and flames, and he didn't care about his embarrassment.

The fate of the magic lamp is his lifeblood and the supreme treasure of his fate. It was robbed like this, so there is no reason for it.