The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Haechi is a divine beast, jealous of evil like hatred, and because of this, it will follow Deming Emperor Gaotao. There are countless great evil and evil generations suppressed by Haechi.

The emergence of Haechi is also in harmony with the order of heaven and earth. If there is only fighting between heaven and earth, there is no order, and eventually they can only go to extinction.

At this moment, the Hachi beast glared glaringly.

Xia Tuo's small heart thumped and thumped that was a tremor.

He somewhat doubted whether he was the protagonist.

Isn't it said that when the protagonist's halo appeared, the beast bowed or even knelt and licked.

It's fine if you don't kneel and lick, and you have to get him. Isn't it normal for the protagonist to kill the individual? Can the immortal clan be regarded as the protagonist? He also followed the process, that's right.

Perhaps, he may be a fake protagonist, after all, the system was shot dead on the first day of the game.

Miss the system 1a2x2dx12anaxax times.

How to do

Can't run.

Xia Tuo had already tried to control the Lu Wulao card, but found that although the Jail card could inspire, it could not open the void in this space and time.

"The merits and demerits are not mutually exclusive, right and wrong need to be distinguished"

Looking at Xia Tuo, the Haze Divine Beast's eyes were shining, and the words sounded firm. The unicorn on top of his head was solidified from the illusion, and the surface was filled with circles of cyan halo, exuding mystery and mystery.

At this moment, Xia Tuo suddenly felt that his mind was tight, as if his body was bound by an invisible aperture. The ban had penetrated the flesh and blood and tightened the soul, even if it was the body guard of the god flower, but Guang The power of the halo has exceeded the level of his luck and golden body.

For a while, his soul began to appear sluggish, as if to collapse.

Obviously, Haechi was going to kill him.

At this moment, the invisible coercion suddenly disappeared, disappearing like a tide.

Xia Tuo only felt the primordial spirit in a trance. When he raised his eyes and looked forward, the phantom of the Hachi divine beast was already misty like a light smoke, and it seemed that it would completely disperse in the next moment.

The illusory figure, the cyan eyes staring at Xia Tuo, finally made a voice, saying, "The merits and demerits are not equal to each other, right and wrong."

"call"

Xia Tuo, who came back to his senses, let out a long sigh of relief, and a feeling of aftermath arose. I don't know why Hachi disappeared, but it was a good thing for him.

At the same moment, the Lu Wulao card in his hand sent out a wave of fluctuations, guiding a direction, Xia Tuo hesitated, and then the figure flew towards the distance.

In the depths of the small mountain range, among the blue mist, there are chains that tie the white bones under the mountain wall. The little man sitting in the skull's mind, with gloomy eyes looking through the blue mist, watching Xia Tuo disappear into the distance.

"Almost soon, the ancestor is about to break free from prison."

"Gao Tao Hachi, how powerful you were in the past, now you can only rely on such people to run the jail, and the so-called fair Hachi has also succumbed to reality."

"Almost soon, the ancestor will reign over the wasteland again."

"Hey, the rise and fall of the human race was due to the ancestor He Gan. People do not kill themselves for their own sake. The emperors are a handful of loess for the people, and only the ancestor is still alive."

"That is"

After a stick of incense, Xia Tuo appeared outside an ancient stone hall under the lead of Lu Wulao.

This hall is a hundred meters high. The whole body is made of yellow and black stones. The surface is covered with mottled cracks. There is yellow mud in the cracks of the stones, and the same yellow mud has also dried up and cracked.

Outside the stone temple gate, there is a nine-tailed stone statue, but the surface has already weathered, completely losing its luster.

The aura derived from the Lu Wulao card pointed directly at the stone palace, Xia Tuo looked at the cracked stone gate, once again showing a hesitation, and later there will be no more sentences for him.

Suddenly, he stepped out, pushed open the door of the stone hall, and entered the ancient vicissitudes of life, and was immediately washed over his body by a dusty breath.

"Ok"

With a soft groan, the primordial spirit trembled, and after a few breaths, Xia Tuo suppressed the agitation in his body. At this moment, he saw the figures shuttled in and out of the hall, each of them was like a ghost, exuding to make him A frightened breath.

In the blink of an eye, all these figures disappeared. There was a stone table and a stone case directly above the hall. Looking at the stone case, you could see scroll-like books, dusty jade pens, tokens, etc.

These things seemed to have been sealed in the dust on the stone case. There were more than one token on the table case. There were five sides from small to large. The one in Xia Tuo's hand was the smallest, which coincided with the last trace.

Before carefully coming to the stone case, Xia Tuo carefully looked at it for a moment, and the hall was quiet, the soul of the soul carefully traversed many objects, all gone and no return was like a stone sinking into the sea.

Even if it was to mobilize the breath of the golden body, it was still the same. After trying several times, Xia Tuo couldn't admit that the objects on the table were not his dishes, except for the token in his hand, other birds weren't against him.

In the end, he was unwilling to be bold and stretched out and manually moved the object on the stone table.

Sure enough, it was long dead.

Can't move.

At this moment, there was a breeze in the silence, Xia Tuo suddenly felt chill in all directions, and the figure quickly retreated to the back, half of his foot retreated outside the stone gate.

There was a sound after the stone case, and a stone drum was rolled out, making a bang.

"At noon, the prison inspection begins."

The moment the sound rang, the token in Xia Tuo's hand made a warm feeling.

Point Mao at noon, or whose Mao is.

Looking left and right, he was the only one panting.

The sound of the stone drum thumped nine times, and then the surface was covered with a blue light, and a faint human face appeared, looking up and down Xia Tuo.

"Prisoner."

"Yes, it means you."

"You are a prisoner."

"After waiting so long, I really disappointed the drum."

"Let's make a discussion, there is a Lingbao here in this drum, I will give it to you."

"The premise is that you hand over the sign in your hand to someone with greater luck."

"You are almost lucky."

For a moment, Xia Tuo looked at the phantom that emerged from the stone drum in amazement. It was the face of a little baby, but it looked like an old man.

"Hi, what about you."

"Don't play dumb."

"Bengu advises you to agree quickly and be considerate to each other."

"Be considerate to each other"

There was a strange color in Xia Tuo's eyes, which was so familiar.

He has heard this many years ago.

"Hurry up and hear no, put down the token."

In the blue light covered by the stone drum, the little baby has a crooked mouth and an annoyed look. Why are people so thick now? Lord Bengu has said this, and she is not ashamed and crying. Hand over the token in tears.

People nowadays are as simple as they were back then.

In the blue light, Little Wawa tilted her head and thought for a while and said, "You didn't think you were scared by Master Hachi just now. Master Hachi is fair and wise, and will never talk about the slightest affection."

Abruptly, the little doll yelled, "No, why are you okay? Did Master Hachi release the water?"

For a while, the little baby sighed, like an eggplant that Shuang beats, and complained, "Master Hachi actually released water, how could this be?"

"No, Master Hachi is absolutely impossible to release the water, something must be wrong, something must be wrong."

"Human junior, I am your ancestor, quickly hand over the token, or hand over the token to another existence with more powerful talents and luck, otherwise you will face a catastrophe."

Yes, I changed the threat directly.

This is how I look down on him.

Xia Tuo didn't think he was that bad either.

At any rate, he is also the master of a clan, a clan from scratch.

"cough"

Xia Tuo let out a light cough, and he felt that he had better clarify.

"This predecessor, there are few people in the wasteland now cultivating the golden body of Qi Luck."

"what"

Little Wawa looked unbelievable, and shook her head again and again, saying, "You dare to lie to you and me."

"It's impossible, impossible, how can no one cultivate the golden body of luck? How can you overcome the catastrophe without the golden body of luck, how to understand the great path of heaven and earth, how to resist the innate evil, you lied to me, right"

"Clie to me, I tell you I'm a prison drum, you will suffer bad luck if you lie to me."

"Senior Human Race, don't play such a scheming game, this drum will not look down on you."

"Shen prisons are not allowed to enter the prison, and those who do not have great merit and virtue cannot suppress demons."

"Even if you come in, you will be attacked by anger."

"Quickly, are you lying to me."

Perhaps it was too long without speaking, and Gu Ling was a little bit ridiculous, but as he spoke, he gradually calmed down.

Since the last one to hold on to the death, he has no idea how many years he has been asleep. One era or two eras have long been remembered.

For such a long time, no one has replaced the jailer. This is not normal at all. Either others have forgotten this place, or people outside cannot enter.

After all, since the day when Lu Wu’s sacred prison was established, the people who sit in, care for, and take care of here will have a good luck. Even the most ordinary jailer must at least practice the good luck to the second. Step, condense into two purple and gold flowers.

In the very early days, looking at the wasteland, it is not too few to be able to practice the golden body of Qi Luck to the second step. Everyone is a powerful warrior who protects the human race, and their will and vitality have reached a height that is difficult for warriors of the same realm. Such a warrior can withstand the scouring of various evil spirits in the prison.

Is there really something wrong

Although he didn't want to believe this fact, Gu Ling had accepted this reality in his heart.

It’s no wonder that token will choose the human race in front of him. There is no other way. If the outsiders don’t cultivate the golden body, this one will only barely cultivate to the first step of the golden body, and it is still surrounded by a touch of doom. Figure

Well, that's him.

Gu Ling was melancholy, this was the worst prisoner he had ever seen.

What can he do

What happened outside the wasteland.

Xia Tuo was speechless, and his heart moved. He had never felt murderous or malicious from the drum spirit in front of him, although the baby was a bit unpleasant.

However, he has guessed some reasons.

What is luck

Perhaps this is his luck.

He cultivated the golden body of Qi and luck, barely stepping into the first level, and even in the early years because of the development of the tribe, he did a lot of killing and extermination, leaving behind the curse-like bad luck and black blood aura.

Under such circumstances, it is far from qualified to enter Lu Wu's sacred prison, and it is no wonder that the Hachi beast will be taken as soon as he sees it.

but

Good luck.

Looking at the wasteland, there is no one who has a golden body for luck.

Not even a competitor.

Just such a lone seedling, killed him, and the prison can't be opened.

So lol l l l l l l l l l l l l.

Seeing Xiaowawa's tangled face, Xia Tuo felt an indescribable pleasure in his heart. This feeling of being uncomfortable with him and unable to kill him was really refreshing.

Sure enough, after struggling for a long time, Little Wawa came back to her senses, looked at Xia Tuo, and said thoughtfully, "Sure enough, a good man does not pay for his life, and the evil is left for thousands of years. Okay, if you win, you will be Lu Wushen from today. It's a prisoner."

Having said this, the little doll paused, and solemnly said again, "Well, the prisoner is the lowest-strength and lowest-status existence in the prison, do you know?"

"know."

Xia Tuo nodded, with a calm expression on his face. He cares whether his status is high or low. He is now a member of Lu Wu's sacred prison. Then he will be able to wade into the world with this skin. Right.

Seeing that Xia Tuo didn't look depressed at all, Little Wawa nodded, thinking that this person still has some advantages, and he doesn't like things or saddens himself.

"Every day at noon, I visit the prison. Since there are no other guards and guards in the prison, you need to visit the entire prison."

"Can't do it."

Xia Tuo spread his hands and replied, "The place is too big and the strength is low."

"you"

In the stone drum, the little doll bulged her face and looked at Xia Tuo in surprise.

What did he hear

The prison guard did not listen to the instructions of the prison drum.

The dignified master, but it represents the order of the entire gods.

Dare to be imprisoned as an adult.

"I tell you, I am a drummer."

"Ok."

"The younger generation will leave for a while and deal with some things."

"what"

Gu Ling suddenly jumped up, and finally a complete body appeared in the hazy blue light, but one foot tall, staring at Xia Tuo firmly, and said, "You, you, you are a prisoner, I am a prisoner at the very least. It's time to click Mao, this condition is not too much, it can't be lower."

"Look at it, I haven't had much time recently."

"You will be kicked out like this" after half of the words, Gu Ling stopped his mouth, and before he found the next house, don't say this, lest he really be kicked out, then he will become a polished drum. Spirited.

"Tap once every ten days. It can't be lower."

"it is good."

Xia Tuo nodded. It seems that Lu Wu’s sacred prison has fallen a little bit terribly, but it’s too dangerous here. He just wants to borrow this piece of skin for use. This experience is too mysterious. Go back and ask Wu Wu. other.

Seeing the witch formation aroused, Xia Tuo disappeared outside the stone temple, and the drums went around in the stone temple a few times, and then fell flat on the ground. The blue light on the drum surface was dim, and a little white hand stretched out towards Press the position of the drum head and the drum in a circle.

Afterwards, he squeezed his small face with his hands, showing thoughtfulness, and muttered, "How long did I sleep, how could it be like this outside?"

Click

With a clear sound, cracks appeared on the surface of the stone drum. Upon hearing the sound, the little doll slapped her palm, and then stretched out the drum to pat the crack.

Suddenly, the cracks on the drum surface stuck.

It's too difficult, you have to fix yourself.