The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

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There was a momentary stagnation, black light bloomed, and a black ball of thunder light flew out of the white wind.

In a flash, thousands of thunders sprang out in the void, and every thunder was rolled with 100,000 thunder symbols, densely packed like oceans.

The instant the thunderball appeared, Xia Tuo, who was in front of the ancestor Baifeng, suddenly felt a chill. This thunderball brought him a sense of crisis.

But fortunately, this thunder talisman was not activated. He flashed past, letting the thunder ball fly towards the rear, anyway, there was a fat man behind.

Cang!

At this moment, there was no time for the ancestor Bai Feng to react, and Xia Tuo slashed his sword light directly at him.

This sword is very simple, evolving into black and white divine light, but it brings Bai Feng a kind of nowhere to escape. The surrounding void is wrapped in black and white Dao Yun, and it brings him a breath of death.

The ancestor Baifeng, who had just reacted from the severe injury, opened his eyes wide, and his body trembled slightly. How long has it passed, how can Xia Tuo's strength improve so much? This is the rhythm of entering the third step.

The true mystery of practicing the Dao of Destiny lies in the mysterious and mysterious, but to say that the real strength of this kind of head-on confrontation is much weaker, not to mention the level of oneself.

"The sky is spinning, turning things around."

In an instant, Bai Feng roared, and a strange aura burst out from his body, and the surrounding void became distorted and hazy, and a current of yin and yang appeared above his head, turning into a yin and yang tai chi that contained all things.

puff!

At this moment, Xia Tuo's sword light fell down, only a little ripples in the yin and yang poles, and then the airflow of yin and yang and tai chi turned into a little streamer and dissipated between the mountains and the wild.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the ancestor of Baifeng flees into the distance.

Cough~

Hum!

Under the severe injury, he used the forbidden technique, and the wounds were added to the wounds, blood overflowing from the corners of the mouth, and another blue light flew out along the way.

My ancestor's baby!

Staring at the big deer eyes, the ancestor Bai Feng's voice was miserable.

Cang!

The one who responded to Bai Feng was the sword light that Xia Tuo chopped off. Although Bai Feng was only one step away from the realm, his control was indeed very mysterious, and he could draw on the energy of heaven and earth.

This is not the same as the martial arts controlling Dao Fa, but a real'borrowing', directly taking the energy that wanders around the world and using it, and returning to the world again after using it.

Taking advantage of this effort, Xia Tuo has captured the flying blue light in his hands. It is a bronze plaque covered with rust. The front is portrayed with a deity similar to a god-like tiger, and on the back is an ancient word "Firm".

"The ancestor will definitely come back!"

The ancestor Baifeng, who fled to the distance, burst into thunder without looking back, and the world of torn holes disappeared.

"Don't chase."

Seeing that Fat Brother was about to do something, Xia Tuo said.

This old white deer could not be killed, not only because it was an old boy who gave a treasure, but also because of blood.

A long time ago, Qiao'er discovered the bloodline problem of the ancestor Baifeng. After spending so many years, he vaguely discovered a little Bailu's heel. This guy's bloodline is a bit extraordinary, and it seems that there is a trace of the blood of the beast.

There are many auspicious beasts between heaven and earth, and the first ones are Bai Ze, Qilin, etc. These auspicious beasts have something to do with the human race, and they have helped the human race at a very early time. They are causally involved and are very close to the human race.

Once Ruiju's life is injured, a terrible curse may come.

However, Bai Feng should have done nothing less to kill and win treasures. This seems to contradict the bloodline inheritance of Rui Beast, but it is a pity that unless this guy is really cramped and boned and checked, it is impossible to figure out the bloodline. True or false.

This kind of situation is rather believable. There are still a lot of secrets in Old Bailu, and they need to be dug out slowly. After all, not everyone can find so many treasures, which is enough to see the difference.

Following Xia Tuo's voice, the jade axe in Fat Brother's hand fell, holding the thunderball he had just caught in his hand, and came to Xia Tuo's approach.

"This is the Purple Cloud Thunder Symbol."

"This thing is that the refiner must first use the sixth-order purple lightning gold to create an artifact embryo, and then put it into the thunder-abundant ground to absorb the power of thunder. If you want to achieve the destructive power that can open the ground, you need to absorb at least a few The power of thunder for hundreds of thousands of years.

Once activated, the thunder in the thunder talisman exploded like a thunder net and swept all around.

Not only that, this kind of thing can be reused. After the Thunder is released, the Thunderball can be re-placed in the abundance of Thunder to absorb the power of Thunder."

The Purple Cloud Thunder Talisman fell into Xia Tuo's hands, and he saw the black thunder liquid flowing from the depths of this Thunder Talisman, and the richness of the thunder had filled from purple to black. No wonder it gave him a sense of crisis.

"This kind of thunder talisman needs a specific talisman to inspire, and I am afraid that Lao Lu doesn't know the talisman or where it was found."

For a moment, the fat brother looked at the bronze medal that Xia Tuo threw over and watched it repeatedly in his hand.

"This is Lu Wu, who looks like a tiger, but is much more noble than a tiger. It is a first-class existence of innate true spirit. According to legend, he is like a mountain, with nine tails, overlooking the square, without rubbing sand in his eyes, and having a strong temperament."

"Prison~"

Looking at the word'lao' on the back of the bronze medal, the fat brother had thoughts in his eyes. The word'lao' is not the characters of the current era, but the characters of the Yankang era. It is similar to a pictographic font, surrounded by a fence and a person in the middle. appearance.

"It is said that at the very beginning, the human race did not have prisons. People who made mistakes were drawn as prisons. Pick a place to draw a circle, and those who made mistakes will be trapped in the circle.

It wasn't until an ancestor of the human race named Gao Tao appeared and built a prison, that the human race gradually disappeared from painting the ground as a prison."

The fat brother shook the token in his hand and said: "This is a prison entry and exit token. It is made of sixth-order copper and gold. I don't know where Bai Lu got it."

He tried to trace the source, but it was a pity that this bronze medal was like a stubborn stone. It was wrapped in a hazy cyan light and could not be seen through. There was no doubt that something that could be invisible to his eyes, there must be some secrets hidden in it.

"I tend to get this bronze medal by Bai Lu in the border shortage."

Suddenly, the fat brother spoke, and then said: "Bianhuang has been a place where prisoners and criminals have been exiled since ancient times. It was indeed rumored that there were prisons in the border and detained villains and the heinous.

However, since Chi Ming, criminals have rarely been exiled to the frontiers outside the region, and things about prisons have gradually been covered up."

"Take it away first."

Xia Tuo also looked at the prison card for a moment, and couldn't see the doorway at all, so he temporarily put it away. An in and out sign was made of Tier 6 Divine Gold. There is no doubt that the prison level is not low, otherwise what will happen Need to be guarded by the strongest.

"This old Bailu's eyes are quite thief, and he discovered the location of Liujiao Cave Heaven."

Then the two looked at the place where the last month of the wasteland converged, and the twisted void was looming.

Click~

This time, Xia Tuo didn't dispatch any soldiers from the clan. Long Bo Sacred Land got too many things, a little scaring, and the less people knew, the better.

Let the fat brother guard outside first, Xia Tuo smashed through the twisted void and got into a hollow corridor. The end of the corridor was filled with a magnificent atmosphere. The glorious glow was vast, and the eye-catching place, whether it was rocks or vegetation. , Are flowing with strange light.

Seeing this scene, Xia Tuo's eyes burst with black and white light, and in a moment he penetrated the void in front of him.

Puff~

As if a blister was punctured, the scene at the end of the passage cracked inch by inch, revealing a strong bloody, stinking breath.

In the world, under the vast land, a palace like a dragon is more and more ten thousand feet high, crawling in the center of the earth, overlooking the surrounding areas.

However, at this moment, the lofty Dragon Palace that fell in Xia Tuo's eyes had already fallen over halfway, and silhouettes stood on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Xia Tuo's eyes were surprised, which was completely different from the sights seen in the sky of Long Bo and Wufeng Cave.

Many of the martial artists of the Six Floods Holy Land were filled with a rotten aura.

For high-ranking warriors, this is simply impossible. Unless they encounter severe poison and miasma, which will cause their body to rot, even if they fall, their flesh and blood will not emit a rancid smell.

The next moment, Xia Tuo noticed the difference. Each of these standing figures had a small flower growing on top of their heads, which was red and strange.

He also saw the faces of several figures that hadn't completely decomposed, with a serene smile.

Blood sacrifice!

Soon, Xia Tuo made a round in the Six Floods Holy Land, and found that from ordinary people, down to the old and weak, women and children, up to the ancestors of the Six Floods Holy Land, they all looked the same.

The Ju clan was sacrificed in blood.

In the center of the Six-Jiao Sacred Land, a stone platform with a height of one hundred feet was established. Near the stone platform a hundred miles away, Xia Tuo felt a forbidden air force, which forced him to fall from the air.

The more you walk towards the stone platform, the more you feel that the stone platform in front of you is tall and majestic, where is a hundred-meter stone platform, more like a hundred-thousand-meter gods.

This kind of majesty is impossible to hide from, and unavoidable, like ocean waves scouring the soul.

For a time, Xia Tuo had an urge to worship from the heart, and he needed to cast himself to the ground, full of piety.

After this thought came out, it immediately made him feel excited and stopped, but at this moment, he felt that his soul and body were frozen by invisible power.

The scene in front of him lost its luster, and the breath of desolation, loneliness, vicissitudes, decay, and loneliness was swept in all directions. The light in the depths of his soul was about to be washed away by gray.

Hum!

The Xuankong armor humming above the primordial spirit, trembling directly washed away by the dry breath, lost the blue light.

At this moment, it seems that life has lost its meaning, and everything should fade away.

Cang!

With a sword chant, purple light illuminates the spiritual world, allowing the primordial spirit to regain perception, and Xia Tuo once again restored the appearance of the Baizhang high platform.

This feeling of returning from a dead heart to life is like the cycle of heaven and earth, making his mind feel extremely tired.

What's on the stone platform?

Young Master Daqi's actions looked more and more weird.

Wufengdong Tianju clan piled the head mountain, Longbo Holy Land took Longbo ancestor as a blood sacrifice, prepared reincarnation spirits, and wanted to send Yu ancestor on the road of reincarnation.

Here, what exactly is the Sixth Sacred Land doing?

This feeling of letting him lose his hope of life inadvertently is like a ghost and goddess desperate for life.

spirits!

At this moment of thought, Xia Tuo suddenly felt excited.

At this moment, when I looked at the Baizhang Stone Platform again, I couldn't help but hesitated.

What kind of existence are ghosts and gods?

From ancient times to the present, there are 13 ghosts and gods in the legends of the Netherworld. Each of them is a towering generation. Above the wasteland, there have never been ghosts and gods, but there have never been rumors about what the ghosts and gods look like. Who is the body?

But there is no doubt that the legends of these thirteen ghosts and gods have been around for several ages. No one knows whether the ghosts and gods are immortal or whether they are passed on according to the gods and gods.

The strength of every ghost and god is at least in the realm of heaven and human, and even exists beyond this realm. Xia Tuo can't figure out what kind of realm it is.

At this moment, in his eyes, the Baizhang Stone Terrace had already matched the rhyme between heaven and earth, making people feel mysterious and unspeakable.

Entering tightly toward the stone platform, step by step, it came under the stone platform. This stone platform is full of primitive atmosphere. The stones are ordinary stones on the wasteland. There is a big hole not far from the stone platform, revealing the stone. Crumbs.

There is no doubt that the stones used to build the stone platform were taken from the spot, and they didn't even bother to cover up.

The surface of the gray-white stone is cratered, with sharp edges and corners, and even the effort of smoothing it is saved. This ghost is really too random.

Carefully stepped onto the stone steps, and found that there was no movement. Xia Tuo then walked towards the stone steps, and he easily climbed the Baizhang stone platform.

The platform that the stone platform is staring at is no more than five feet in size, and the center is a stone case.

There is a stone incense burner on the stone table. In the incense burner, the black incense of the thickness of an arm, strands of black smoke escape from the black incense, and turn into a black cloud at a position three feet above.

The clouds are deep and deep, with illusory passages that seem to be connected to another world.

Xia Tuo looked for the shuttle for a moment, and finally his eyes fell into the tumbling black smoke above. In an instant, among the black smoke, the tumbling and twisted smoke was pulled away, and a hazy, erect, but like multi-arm appeared Phantom.

Hum!

In an instant, Xia Tuo snorted, only feeling a tingling pain from the primordial spirit. The trembling primordial spirit caused the spirit world to roll, and his eyes turned black, and he almost fell on the stone platform.

At this moment, a dim shadow in the black cloud group revealed a figure with six arms and three heads.

This figure is very strange, the surface of the body is covered with fine scales. Only the middle head of the three heads looks solid, but it is a human-like skeleton.

The translucent skull, the sky spirit cover is lifted up, glowing, inside the skull cover is a group of black crystal clear liquid, a small black flower swaying, the flower heart vaguely reveals the same facial features as a human.

This kind of image is somewhat beyond Xia Tuo's expectations. What kind of existence is this?

Ghosts look like this?

According to the legend, there are thousands of ghosts and gods incarnate, and they have countless forms. This figure in front of you is very likely to be an incarnation of ghosts and gods.

A faint purple light appeared on the surface of the body, floating under the body, Xia Tuo felt the power of a steady stream of sentient beings, and was constantly stimulated from the Great Seal of the Great Xia (assigned to the Cullinan), keeping him out of sink .

However, he did not dare to look directly at the figure in the dark cloud, his eyes slightly shifted.

With the seal of seal blessing, he felt the aura radiating from the figure in the dark cloud, and instinctively produced a feeling of rejection. This rejection was not a collision between different bloodlines of the monster race, but a similar barrier between life and death.

"The power of human beings."

The ethereal voice sounded, manifested in Xia Tuo's spiritual world without warning, and could not tell where it came from.

"Still the bearer of luck."

"It's a pity, it didn't happen to me."

In the strange figure, the black flower rooted in Tianling's mind, swayed gently, looking up and down Xia Tuo, in his perception, Xia Tuo was wrapped in a cloud of purple light, which isolated the dead and rotten ghost. Qi is out of place.

Human luck.

And it is also contaminated with the oldest human luck atmosphere.

It is impossible for people who carry human luck in this way to get under the family, otherwise it will easily cause a collision between human luck and the ghost world.

In ancient times, this was all agreed.

The ghosts and gods choose to serve those who do not move the human race's prosperous luck. After all, everyone is in trouble. It will not be good for oneself to bring the prosperous human race into the nether world. On the contrary, it will conflict with the original human luck.

"Fine, go."

In the moment when Xia Tuo didn't react at all, he felt the scene in front of him spinning around. When he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he found that the stone platform had appeared hundreds of miles away.

For a moment, he felt a little chill in his heart. Although he didn't know what was going on, it was really weird. Being able to live out seemed to have a lot to do with the luck of the human race.

After spending half a stick of incense and adjusting his mind, Xia Tuo hesitated in his heart, can't you take the treasure of the Sixth Sacred Land?

At this moment, I felt a little panicked.

After hesitating for a long time, Xia Tuo headed towards the Dragon Hall of the Sixth Sacred Land, tried to take some things away, and looked at the distant stone platform.

After waiting for a long time, nothing unusual happened. Then he found the clan library of the Six Jiao Sacred Land, quickly broke it open, and scraped away the ancient books, spirit crystals, witch treasures, and heaven and earth spiritual objects. As for the rest, scattered in the vast expanse The other spirit creatures in the world did not dare to scrape, and quickly moved in the direction of leaving the cave.

"What a brave junior."

On the stone platform, Yaoyi Hua watched everything with cold eyes, without any movement from beginning to end.

This is the wasteland and sun world, ghosts and gods cannot cross the realm, only with the help of specific clones, and things in the wasteland and sun world will not be easily brought into the nether world.

The sun has the order of the sun, and the nether has the rules of the nether. The wasteland of the sun is contaminated with a certain desolate atmosphere. Unless it is a quasi-king soldier, a king soldier, or a rare treasure, other things are brought into the nether world. It's not necessary.

As ghosts and gods, not everything can go according to your heart. Sometimes they have to be involved in the wasteland. After all, they also need to support, especially those creatures who sell their bodies and souls into the nether. For ghosts and gods, they are the biggest tonic. .

...

Running out of the small world of Liujiao, Xia Tuo still felt cold in his back, lingering fear.

Seeing Xia Tuo rush out, the fat brother with his hands outside immediately noticed something was wrong.

"what happened?"

"Leaving here to say."

Xia Tuo didn't answer, and walked towards the distance. Fat brother also disappeared into the night.

...

About half an hour later, under the moonlight in the night, a white shadow came, and cyan light appeared on his body from time to time. The ancestor Bai Feng got out of the horns, and the breath on his body still felt a lot of emptiness, moving towards Liu The portal of the Holy Land Jiao rushed in.

An hour later, the portal of the Six Flood Dragon Sacred Land blasted open, and a white light ran out like a madness, surrounded by an illusory white line around the body, causing the void to twist, and a long river of fate appeared faintly.

At this moment, the ancestor Baifeng looked embarrassed, the rune blue armor on his body had long been shattered, and his eyes were full of panic.

"Deer ancestor, help~"

"Great ghosts, spare my life."

"Old Lu has no intention of offending, atonement for sin!"

The ancestor Baifeng scurrying in the mountains, his figure dodges from left to right, like a deer mad, his feet do not fall, his figure scurrying like electricity, until the golden crow rises and feels the sun falling on his body. It just recovered a little.

"Too scary~"

"Too scary~"

Falling on a mountain, bathed in sunlight, the corners of Bai Feng's mouth closed slightly, his voice murmured, and there was still undissipated panic in his eyes.

"Thank the deer ancestor."

"Thanks to the ancestors for blessing, a trace of white blood, grace the younger generation, from the punishment of Nether detention."

In this way, the ancestor Bai Feng knelt on the ground with two premises, arching his body, the panic in his eyes gradually turned into pious, and he could not afford it for a long time.

At this moment, the ancestor Baifeng glowed with a cloud of white light, and three feet away from the top of his head, an illusory rune appeared, like a hazy cloud, in a state of derivation.

The hazy white light enveloped his body, and the aura on his body became weird.

The ancestor of Baifeng has realized!

On the verge of death, the ancestral blood reappeared, and the panic and fear gradually recovered, and the breath of the ancestor Baifeng changed.

Click!

With a soft sound, he got stuck in the realm that he hadn't moved for many years and opened up, and took the second step of opening up the realm in one fell swoop, and his breath gradually rose.

The slightly swaying body, the eyes filled with blue light, slowly derives a silk thread, which begins to wrap around like a thread, turning into new pupils.

"What have I done all these years?"

After a long time, as the body's breath calmed down, a word of regret and sorrow came out of the ancestor Baifeng.

The illusory rune suspended on his forehead turned into a little bit of aura and dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

"Bai Feng is ashamed of the ancestor's name."

Slowly got up from the top of the mountain, and then with a flash of light, a young man in white appeared.

"Starting today, I should regret, regret, and live up to the name of my ancestors."

Then, he glanced at himself up and down, frowned slightly, and his figure moved away.

After walking through the mountains for a long time, I found a human tribe, exchanged the spirit crystal for an old beast robe, put it on myself, and walked towards the wasteland step by step.