The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

"dead!"

Lei Yingjue, who was hit by the copper plate, glared at Xia Tuo, completely embarrassed and turned into anger. He held the witch knife in his hands. Suddenly thousands of sword lights burst out of nothingness, turning into the sword light realm, towards Xia. Taku shrouded.

In response to this, Xia Tuo held the totem copper plate and shot again continuously, smashing the shadow of the sword that hit the sky, and then greeted him.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The totem copper plate was firmly printed on Lei Yingjue's body. He specifically greeted his head. No matter how he resisted by the witch knife in Lei Yingjue's hand, Xia Tuo clung to his body and used the copper plate to die. Smash, every hit is strong.

Well, it's tough.

Skull cover.

Cang!

The blade of the wind spirit blade was exposed, but in front of the absolute power, the blade was shattered, and Yiying dodged his body, but Xia Tuo followed closely, clinging to the brick.

Under this circumstance, if you want to launch a big killing technique, you can't do anything.

He was born in an ancient clan, where did he ever see such a move, he was directly beaten by the totem copper plate that was constantly being shot down and roared.

The young generation of the dignified Lei Ying family doesn't need face.

It's really shameful to be smashed in the face like this.

"stop!"

Lei Yingjue, who had been smashed in the face continuously, couldn't bear such a stormy attack. The sky was full of phantoms of the totem copper plate falling down. The entire head and shoulders were swollen and swollen. Not to mention the swollen nose and the swollen face. .

boom!

Xia Tuo didn't care about Lei Yingjue's roar and continued to smash.

Where does this come from?

"Stop, I let you stop."

"Old Monster Sha, take it!"

The painful Yi Yingjue roared, dodging in mid-air embarrassingly, his body roared with blood, this kind of appearance is really sorry for his own clan ancient clans.

The old Monster Sha, who was close to the ground but a few feet away, shrank his head. He didn't mean to shoot at all. The blood of the Lei Ying clan of the ancient clan was beaten into this shape. His realm is not as good as that of Lei Yingjue. Wasn't it just a beating?

I thought it was a powerful person, but I didn't expect it to be a straw pillow.

It's no wonder that the Lei Ying's is getting worse and worse, and he will only do things about the yin behind the whole point. Once it is put on the bright surface, it will become a coward, a urinary bubble.

At this point, Old Monster Sha hit the ground, then turned into yellow sand and disappeared.

Fourteen-character mantra!

Fart, let's go anyway.

"You forced me!"

Under the fat beating, Xi Yingjue broke out, and his body was swept up like an oven-like blood, and Xia Tuo was directly squeezed away for several miles in the instant his blood was turbulent.

Lei Yingjue, with a swollen nose and a swollen face, looked at Xia Tuo, eyes full of murderous intent, and shouted fiercely: "You humble thing, I want to skin you cramps."

Across the void, Xia Tuo looked at the guy who had been beaten up into a puffed puffer fish, and he could see that this was a realm parallel import.

In terms of realm, the guy on the opposite side was a line taller than himself, and the witch knife in his hand was at least a sixth-order middle-rank level. Inside the rags, there was an inner armor with countless witch patterns.

Good stuff.

However, the combat effectiveness of this thing is really crisp.

In summary, this should be an ancient second generation.

"Die."

At this moment, Xi Yingjue showed a smirk, and a blood-colored rainbow appeared above his head, straight into the sky, there were countless witch patterns rolling in it, and a blood-colored sword light was born.

Looking at the blood-red long knife, Xia Tuo narrowed his eyes slightly, and a strong sense of crisis descended. This should be a powerful mark, used for the body protection of the guy in front of him.

With the palms open, the purple qi lingered on the totem copper plate for a moment, and the purple qi came to the west, and the qi of luck poured down like a huge waterfall and merged into the totem copper plate.

Immediately following Xia Tuo holding the copper plate to meet Lei Yingjue, the emptiness followed closely, setting off a wave of space debris.

The copper plate struck across, shattering the scarlet shadow of the knife, and stamped it on Yi Yingjue's chest.

Click!

The treasure armor with strong defensive power shattered, tens of thousands of runes shattered, cracks spread all over the armor, and what was even worse was that Yi Yingjue himself was printed on the totem copper plate, as if he was hit by a hammer.

boom!

With a roar, Yi Yingjue spit out blood and flew out, her chest and back continued to explode with blood, and the essence of life continued to escape.

In the long sky that flew out for dozens of miles, his body seemed to be blooming blood, one by one incessantly, the old blood rushed.

"impossible!"

When Lei Yingjue fell to the ground, his eyes were full of horror. Even an attack mark left by his grandfather was so easily broken. This is his biggest attack.

escape!

A thought flashed in his mind, ignoring the embarrassment, Yiying Jue ran away.

Want to run?

However, in the next moment, Yi Yingjue felt that she was swept by a surging force, and her body leaned forward involuntarily. He was immediately caught by a big hand and dragged him downward.

boom!

boom!

Puff~

Two tingling pains from her knees made Yi Yingjue yell, and she knelt down involuntarily.

"Dare you~"

boom!

Suddenly, the copper plate of the totem was pulled down, and it fell on his left cheek, making his head dizzy.

However, this is not over yet, and the tingling pain on the abdomen followed. Xia Tuo waved the totem copper plate and greeted his belly vigorously. The terrifying power penetrated through the body and directly poured into the five Tibetans and six fu organs to stir it. Broken, by the way, a few small worlds burst open.

However, the vitality of the realm strong is strong, even if it is all like this, Yi Yingjue still screams alive, there is no sign of hanging up.

Not only that, Xia Tuo also noticed the vitality in this guy's body, gradually repairing the internal organs that had been crushed by him.

Oh, by the way, they beat people into pigs, and I don’t know what they are called.

I also blame this guy for his stinky mouth.

He didn't kill the killer directly, he wanted to know the origin of his identity. It seemed that he didn't look like a Hu Benwei, but the one who ran instead.

The pain all over made Lei Yingjue, who was still handsome and young, his facial features were distorted, and the bridge of his nose collapsed.

"You~"

At this moment, Xia Tuo looked at the guy who was kneeling on the ground with a glare in his eyebrows, without the slightest hesitation, the totem copper plate fell while waving his hand, the Qiyun Wubao with the blessing of purple gas, heavy like a mountain, every time it fell, The blood mist exploded on Yi Yingjue's body.

"Don't fight, don't fight."

"Don't fight."

...

Bang bang bang!

The internal organs that had just recovered a little bit were shattered again by Xia Tuo. The battle bones on both arms and legs were full of cracks, and the whole body was about to collapse completely.

It's all like this, still not falling apart.

"Atuo, this guy is so resistant to beating."

"You can see that the blood shed has made the weeds psychic. It's so rich and powerful."

"This is the personal medicine jar."

Xia Tuo had long discovered that wherever this guy spilled his blood, the vegetation had either withered or showed a bright light, and in a short period of time, new sprouts had been vomited, and it had been covered with green light.

This shows that this guy's body is filled with too much medicine spirit energy, and these medicine spirit energy are so strong that they can't be dissipated. How many spirit medicines this guy has swallowed.

No wonder being beaten up like this, and recovering so quickly, feelings are a treasure of mobile medicine.

If such a person is seen by some warriors who practice evil methods, they will definitely be taken away, and then put in the cauldron and stewed into a pot of perfect tonic soup. Not only that, except for spring water, no other big medicines are needed.

Of course, this guy is not immortal, just because the body has accumulated too much medicinal spirit power, wound repair also needs to consume vitality, where the vitality comes from, it depends on the consumption of medicinal spirit energy. Once, you can be beaten to death alive.

After struggling on the ground for a while, Yi Yingjue recovered his expression for a moment. He stood up tremblingly, and looked at Xia Tuo cautiously. After seeing the smile, his body couldn't help but tremble.

Obviously, this kind of changing appearance is that he has not been beaten up by life, and it is much more honest to be beaten like this.

Xia Tuo looked at this guy sadly, and said, "You tell it yourself, or I will help you."

"I am the contemporary heir of the Yiying clan, do you dare..." Before the words were finished, Yiyingjue couldn't help but shivered, and said hurriedly, "I am the leader of Hu Benwei, and I have been ordered to investigate the famine."

boom!

Immediately afterwards, the purple light in Xia Tuo's palm flickered, and he slapped the guy in front of him hundreds of feet away, hitting the ground heavily.

Puff~

A mouthful of old blood was spit out, and Xi Yingjue looked a little far away from Xia Tuo, her eyes suddenly became grim, and he glanced at Xia Tuo obliquely, full of hatred, and then a piece of witchcraft on her body lit up, glowing light torn the sky. After breaking the space barrier, he must run away.

It's still too late!

Xia Tuo's figure abruptly appeared in front of him, and the copper plate of totem in his hand fell down, blood exploded on his left shoulder, blood exploded, blood spurted wildly, and Xi Yingjue screamed from the blow.

Xia Tuo pinched his neck and flew towards the west, straddling the Great Summer City without entering, and heading straight towards the wild and ancient land. This guy's origin is unknown. If he is killed, his value will be greatly reduced, and he will be more powerful. The ethnic groups are feuding.

Since so many elixirs are used to water it, it proves that this guy's status is very high, and only by holding him can he play the biggest role, and it can also make the people behind him cast a rat avoidance.

There is no way, Da Xia is so powerful now, even if some of his people create a baby, it is impossible to have this condition, and she will completely use the elixir.

Not to mention whether you can get so many elixir, just let these elixir digest and upgrade the martial arts, and how many ethnic groups can have this kind of background.

This guy can't kill.

At least until the ethnic group behind it is found out, it cannot be killed.

As for the old man who ran, as long as he was still on the edge, he would not run far.

...

Three hundred thousand miles deep in the barren ancient land.

There is miasma everywhere here, not relying on a certain mineral vein in Daxia, such a place specially selected by Xia Tuo.

A cave was randomly opened in the mountain, and Lei Yingjue was thrown on the ground. At this moment, he finally knew the identity of this guy, Lei Ying.

Why did the ancestors of the Lei Ying clan come back to the edge of the famine? It is simply for the sake of the dead clan.

Under Xia Tuo's greetings, Yiying never dared to conceal any more, and even let out a few farts.

It turned out that the Leiying clan was one of the Daqi clan secretly destroyed.

Hundreds of years ago, the Magpie Spirit came to the border, nominally by the edict of the King of the Nine Suns, but secretly because of the secret promotion of several ancient clans such as the Lei Ying clan.

This phenomenon illustrates a problem, that is, the ancient forces that destroyed Daqi in the past are still huge and can affect the thinking of the ruling King Da Yin.

Lei Yingjue came, and the roots were in Que Ling's body. This was Que Ling's revenge against Da Xia. I don't know what method it used to encourage Lei Yingjue to come to the border.

Xia Tuo even felt that the tragic appearance of Lei Yingjue at this moment was also in the calculations of the Magpie Spirit. People were beaten into such a bear-like look. With Lei Yingjue, if he couldn't pretend to be a big deal, he would look for something. His character, this hatred is forged.

At this time, even if I let Lei Yingjue go, knelt on the ground and kowtow to apologize, it was too late.

...

In the cave, the phantom of Fat Brother appeared on the psychic skeleton, and the voice rang, saying: "The Lei Ying clan is a very ancient race on the wasteland, and the inheritance is similar to the sacred land of the cave.

Such ancient clans are considered to be hidden clans, and they rarely deal with outside affairs, and most of them live in their own caves or in their own clan.

So the question is, how did this fellow come here."

Then, Xia Tuo told the fat brother the news of the interrogation.

Hearing the sound, the fat brother frowned and said, "Now that the Lei Ying has been offended, it's too late to put it back. What do you want to do?"

Xia Tuo frowned, thinking about the way to break the game. When he took over the blood spirit sinner, he thought about colliding with Hu Benwei, but he didn't expect him to open the game, but after the start, everyone had their own calculations.

Shaking his head lightly, Xia Tuo said: "I can't forget it!

There are one and two, the Que Ling family wants to teach him a lesson here."

For one thing, the Que Ling clan has received a lot of anger over the years, and secondly, the terrain is weak, which can only make the Que Ling clan more aggressively oppress the door.

"What about the Leiying guys."

"Press down."

A frightening light flashed in Xia Tuo's eyes, and he said, "The Yiying clan is an ancient clan, and we are also an ancient clan."

"The ancient clan that has been handed down for many years is not the ruined sacred place of the sky in the frontiers. The methods are tricky. It is not easy to detain this guy."

Fat brother's words sounded again, making Xia Tuo's eyes hide cold and frowning, which is a bit difficult.

...

Xuyang Mountain.

This is a majestic and majestic mountain range, more than 100,000 feet high, towering like the sky, surrounded by aura, constantly intertwined with sunlight, and occasionally flying by different species of birds.

The peak of one hundred thousand feet is surrounded by three stone fetuses that are thousands of feet in size. Each one is like an independent star. Occasionally, starlight looms from the stone fetus and falls to the top of Xuyang Mountain after being refracted.

Thirty thousand years ago, there were eleven stone-born stars surrounding the Xuyang Mountain. At the end of the Longhan Period, Xuyang Mountain was as high as 300,000 meters high and surrounded by 18 triple stars.

Now, there are only three stars left, the star power does not exist, the star light is sluggish, and Xuyang Mountain has lost its inherent mystery.

In the mountains, one can see tiankengs looming, surrounded by dense old forests, there are broken stone fetuses in the tiankengs, and there is no vegetation around, and the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes is flowing.

For many large tribes in the wasteland, they all know the name of the Yiying clan of Xuyang Mountain.

Over the years, the Lei Ying clan has been gradually declining, especially over the past ten thousand years, the rate of defeat is much faster than before, but in decline, the Lei Ying clan is also an old god lion.

In Xuyang Mountain, between ancient trees and old forests, apart from some real animals and animals, no one can be seen. In the deep mountain range, in a cave house inlaid with sacred jade and spar, there are old men wearing brown clothes sitting cross-legged On the array plate full of witch patterns.

Hum!

In the old man's open palm, a little black light rolled like a needle, and small witch patterns floated around it, densely like stars.

As the black light concealed the palm of the hand, a shrinking starry sky of the size of a rule appeared on the palm of the palm. There were nine stars of the size of a centimeter in total, which were connected to each other and turned slowly according to some strange rules.

"Heaven and earth are eight poles, there are traces."

The old man opened his mouth, and the nine stars in the starry sky in the palm of his hand lit up, and they turned suddenly, arranged in a strange array shape, and finally connected into a line.

The Innate Baji Star Trigrams of the Lei Ying clan is the ultimate secret technique of stealing the master from the Innate Eight Trigrams, which has undergone continuous changes from generation to generation.

However, with the crash of the fixed star formation, the innate eight-pole star pendant has been defeated, and the tribes of the past dynasties were unable to repair the triple eighteen-star, and could only regret in the defeat.

Although the star array was destroyed, it was still possible to deduce the traces of his own people.

Puff~

With a sound of inclination, the situation on the front line of the nine stars collapsed, the stars burst out, and the witch charms scattered.

Seeing this scene, the old man showed doubts. He didn't believe in evil and re-operated the star array, and he couldn't figure out where the position was three times in a row.

When this happens, it is nothing more than the deduction of the land under the suppression of the mysterious treasure, or it is in constant movement outside of nothingness, and there is no single bit of stay to leave an accurate point.

Soon, the old man converged his magical methods, his mouth moved slightly, and his voice traversed the mountains. A middle-aged man sitting cross-legged in a cave mansion a few miles away woke up from the silence, frowned slightly, and then disappeared. In the cave.

...

Over the border wasteland, ancient land, and an unknown, unknown location among the mountains and valleys, the void barriers shattered, and the shadow of the nine candles stepped out of the world of the void, and then a few breaths passed, The figure rushed into the world of cave void again.

Click!

A hundred thousand miles away, the void shattered, and Yin Jiuzhu jumped out of the world of Dongxu. He picked a few fruits with poisonous gas on the surface of the black non-slip autumn and stuffed it into his mouth, and then entered the world of Dongxu.

The clan master ordered Master, and Master ordered him to take a few Dongtian Witch Treasures on the border between the wild ancient land and the western border, and just go out randomly. You need to enter the cave world from time to time, and then run out and then run in again.

Although I don't know why this is necessary, the command of the master cannot be violated.

Among the Dongtian Witch Treasures on Yin Jiuzhu, there was Lei Yingjue who was fainted, and the rest were members of the Blood Spirit Sin Clan. Anyway, one was Tibetan, and the others were also Tibetans.

Since it is the ancient clan, even if it is declining, Xia Tuo feels that he can't take it lightly. Who knows if there is any blood power blessing or secret art inheritance.

Therefore, Yi Yingjue received four lines of fate, one of the three insects and one poisonous scorpion, and then let the Yin Jiuzhu constantly scurry around in the void and the real wasteland world, for a moment, if it can still be found like this , Considered Lei Ying's powerful.

Daxia doesn't have secret techniques, so it can only be used to point movement strategies.

For the enemy, Xia has never taken lightly, after all, there is only one small life, be meticulous, and live for a long time. This is the most famous saying.

For example, at this moment, he is preparing to find a way to retaliate against Que Ling.

If you don't give Magpie Ling a little bit of color, this guy doesn't know what barren land is sinister.

On Tianlu Mountain, there were two things in front of Xia Tuo, one was the Lu Wulao card, and the other was the slave world where the slave hall transported slaves. When he had previously received the Tiger Benlao card from the fox spirit, he found that the shape of the prison card was the same.

Is this a coincidence, or something else?

Woo lying on his shoulders, with a small smile hidden deep in his small eyes, quietly looking at Xia Tuo.

Xia Tuo grabbed the Lu Wulao card, and looked at it in his hand. He wanted to crack the secret of this card and increase the persuasiveness and reliance on the statement of the Guardian.

It's a pity that he tried his best to burn this prison card, burn it, deep-fry it, blood sacrifice, lightning strike, primordial spirit brand, etc., but it didn't get anything.

How to crack it.

Suddenly, Xia Tuo, who woke up from contemplation, stretched out his hand to lift Wuwu from his shoulder, placed it a foot in front of him, and said, "Let's say, do you have any ideas."

"I have." Wu Wu nodded, the black smile in her eyes completely bloomed, and said proudly: "Ben Wu just doesn't say, I'm so mad at you, Ben Wu is a sentence, not those outside. Totem, Benwu is also a totem with face."

"I see, is it right to use luck."

Hearing the sound, Wu Wu suddenly strained his mouth and shook his head violently.

"No!"

Xia Tuo's eyes flashed a little, and he groaned: "It turned out to be the force of Qi Yun, and I have tried so many methods, but I forgot to try Qi Yun Zi Qi."

Then he casually grabbed towards the sky, and a wisp of purple energy was caught in the Lu Wu prison card in his hand. However, after the purple energy fell into the prison card, there was not the slightest fluctuation, like a stone sinking into the sea.

"Benwu is here." Wuwu was floating, winking, and shouting: "Here."

Xia Tuo didn't believe in evil and grabbed another wisp of purple energy and sent it to the Lu Wulao card, but he still didn't get a response like a stone sinking into the sea.

"What's going on?" Xia Tuo asked, "Why there is no reaction at all."

"Call me sir."

"Master Ou."

Hearing the sound, Uuu's small eyes widened, looking at Xia Tuo, and said in frustration: "I forgot, you are the shameless one, God sees you, the great Uuu actually concluded with a shameless person. Eternal contract."

After saying a few words, Wuwu's small eyes rolled around, and he said sternly: "Come on, call Uncle Wu again to listen."

"Uncle Wu, ancestor."

"Perfunctory." He hummed, and then said: "Not sincere at all, you really don't have any skin."

"What do I want to do? Hurry up." Holding Wuwu and shaking it twice, Xia Tuo placed the Lu Wulao card in front of Wuwu.

"The first sacred prison of the human race was built by Emperor Deming Gaotao. At that time, the human race had not formed a complete family luck purple energy. At that time, the human race practiced in addition to martial arts and witchcraft. , It shows the atmosphere of Qiyun Shenhua."

"The ancestors of the human race have saved the people in the deep and fierce waters, and they have been admired and grateful by the people, and they have luck.

And the sages of the human race used this kind of air luck to practice the golden body, so that the air luck transformed from illusion to reality, and the cultivation reached a very high level. If you do not infringe, you will be cursed and doomed."

"Isn't this merit?" Xia Tuo was taken aback after hearing the sound, with some aftertaste.

"Atuo, think about why Humans are in prison and what kind of guys should be in prison.

In the earliest era of the Human Race, those who were imprisoned were the enemies of the Human Race, and the sinners who committed the heinous killings within the Human Race themselves.

Detaining such a person will naturally get feedback from the human luck and lower the luck. Yes, that is, the power of merit in your mouth, not to mention that the word you is used here is quite appropriate."

At this moment, Xia Tuo looked at Wu Wu and said, "You said so much, do you just want to tell me that the power of luck is different from the initial era of the human race, so this prison order cannot be inspired."

"No."

Wu Wu shook his head, showing a little Tsundere look, and said, "You don't want to see who Ben Wu is, but you have to recognize yourself. Although your luck is changing, it never leaves its origin.

It's just that human internal fighting has risen, and few people are fighting for the human race to overcome the thorns and blood, preaching and receiving karma, so this kind of practice of Qi Yun is gradually lost.

After all, if you don't fight for the human race, you won't be able to gather luck, and naturally you can't practice the golden body of luck.

Although you are not a good thing, such as genocide, murder, robbery, sap and so on, but in recent years, the human race who has saved lives has more blood, and the merit is greater than the demerit. There is luck in the body, but it is not manifested. .

According to Benwu's deduction, as long as you can initially condense the golden body, you can control this token."

As he said, Wu Wu suddenly approached Xia Tuo's front, and said mysteriously: "According to the inheritance in my memory, once the vitality is gathered, there will be a lot of benefits.

Those great sages such as the'first saint' and the'di' of the human race, all of them have gathered a golden body of luck.

Although the golden body of Qi Luck can only be used to protect the body in many cases, if you think about it, you are so afraid of death, such a golden amulet, don't you be moved?"

Yes, Xia Tuo was moved.

Isn't this thing tailor-made for him?

"Quickly tell me how much luck I have."

"How can we condense luck and golden body."

"Why didn't you say such a good thing earlier."

"You didn't ask earlier. Besides, even if you ask earlier, it's useless. I didn't think of it before." Hummer said, and then said: "Let me see the power of luck in you."

"What do you think of this?" Xia Tuo was puzzled.

Immediately following the ripples in Xia Tuo's spiritual world, a whining voice came in, he then closed his eyes, and his mind fell silent.

In the center of the spiritual world, the primordial spirit was sitting cross-legged, surrounded by nothingness. A purple qi rose from the primordial spirit and rushed several feet above the head in one fell swoop. The spreading space was about three acres in size.

The purple gas turns into the cloud, and the cloud steams to Xiawei. In the tumbling purple cloud, an illusory cloud emerges, a little golden light like stars looming.

There was a heavy black air beneath the purple air, and there was a dazzling red and dazzling touch between the rolling black air, but compared to the rolling purple cloud flowers, the black air didn't even have one percent.

Different from the luck of the Hou tribe, the luck of the Hou tribe is like a pillar of air, and the luck of a person is like a cloud, ethereal like a frightening dragon.

"Oh, so much power of luck." Wu Wu transformed into a phantom and appeared in Xia Tuo's spiritual world, looking at the purple energy surrounding Xia Tuo Yuanshen with a look of surprise.

Immediately afterwards, Wuwu said again: "These powers of air luck should be enough for you to initially condense a body of air luck magic flower.

Qi Luck is a golden body protector, cultivates to the realm of Dacheng, does not invade, and is not afraid of external evils, but throughout the ages, even the human emperor of your human race has not truly become a master."

Speaking of this, Wuwu suddenly shook his head and said quietly: "By the way, I tell you a secret, you can't tell anyone now.

Back then, the human emperor of your human race had the same status as the true spirits of heaven and earth, and there was no personal difference. Even if the real dragon and divine phoenix were in front of the human emperor, they would not dare to be presumptuous.

The emperor sits in town, all spirits are deterred, afraid to offend the slightest.

The true spirit of heaven and earth begins to be born in the wasteland, the personality is fixed, born at the peak, stopped at the peak, and the opportunity to transcend is elusive. Only your human race has cultivated a little bit from the end of the day, starting at the end of the day, but reaching the top. Detached...

Human race has great luck... Unfortunately, these two eras have been a bit bad luck recently..."

...

"How to practice the golden body of Qi Luck."

"I want to think about it." He whispered and thought for a moment, then opened his mouth and spit out a purple bubble, hitting Xia Tuo's soul.

In an instant, Xia Tuo felt the glow of the sun in his soul, and an obscure and deep voice sounded. This voice became louder and louder. It was an ancient secret method that described the method of gathering the golden body of Qi Luck.

Feeling the silence of Xia Tuo's breath, Woo flew out of his spiritual world, and circled twice around the figure of Xia Tuo sitting cross-legged, with a touch of relief like an old mother in his small eyes.

After sighing for a while, he said: "Benwu is finally no longer a shrine on the mud platform. There is a lot to do for the road ahead, hoo..."

Suddenly, the purple gas above Tianlu Mountain sounded like howling ghosts and wolves, and the tone was full of joy and excitement.

"Oh woo"

...

At this moment, Xia Tuo was completely silent on the secret method of the golden body of Qi Luck passed by Wuwu, the secret method was extremely mysterious and pointed directly at a pure artistic conception.

It turns out that luck can still play like this.

The source of Qi Luck is very simple, it is the human race, the gathering of hundreds of millions of living beings, the strong preaching and receiving karma, saving the people, even slinging the people, eliminating violence and peace, all of which have contributed to the development of the ethnic group.

When the human luck has not fully formed, the humans can derive the golden body of luck, and now that the human luck is unified, it should be so.

However, the result was quite the opposite. The human races who occupied the wasteland had infighted and lost the original aspirations of the sages. Without saving the people from water and fire, naturally they cannot have luck. Instead, they are among tribes, similar to small collectives. Of the race.

It's not that this is bad. In fact, tribal luck does not conflict with one's own luck.

Unexpectedly, over the years, he made mistakes and made mistakes, but instead complied with the virtues of Qi Luck, promoting spiritual fields, establishing academic palaces, witch schools, expelling demons, all of which are all actions to educate the people. Compared with these On the contrary, the impact of the homicide's dying clan was much smaller.

Of course, it does not mean that there is nothing at all. To eliminate these effects, you need to spend several times the equivalent price.