The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Que Ling Xuanshan breathed like silk, and most of Que Lingya's mind was naturally on him. Que Ling's treasure pavilion suddenly exploded into ruins, leaving Que Ling Xuanshan half dead. He was eager to figure out what happened. Things.

The Que Ling clan and the Dayin Royal Court have been together for tens of thousands of years. There are not no enemies, and there are many. Some enemies clearly can't match the Que Ling clan, but they often do things that cause trouble in secret.

Although the mind was on Magpie Lingxuan Mountain, Magpie Lingya also left a thought on Xia Tuo. After all, Xia Tuo was the first time he saw him. He still kept a trace of vigilance in his heart. This is his instinct. Move

At this moment, Xia Tuo looked at Magpie Lingya, his expression changed slightly, and he hesitated: "Since Magpie Ling’s principal is here, Senior Xuanshan will leave it to you. When Senior Xuanshan’s injury gets better, I am going. Que Ling's visit."

Xia Tuo's tone was a little cold, and then carefully bypassed the Que Ling Cliff to the entrance of the cave, took a deep look, and flew away.

From beginning to end, Que Lingya didn't speak any more. After Xia Tuo left, his expression fell on Que Lingxuan Mountain again, but he didn't move forward. It just separated a mental thought and fell on the severely injured body.

Feeling the vaguely fleshed, ulcerated internal organs, and most of the small world of Que Ling Xuan Mountain, Que Ling Cliff frowned, even if this kind of injury is healed, it will fall to the ground, and even because of the injury, the order will be greatly reduced.

"Om~"

After that, Que Lingya stretched out his big hand and grabbed it at Que Ling Xuanshan. A ray of black energy was immediately caught, and turned into a vicious python with fangs in his palm. Biting his flesh and blood.

Suddenly, Que Lingya was even more frowned.

Curse~!

Who the hell is hurting him?

After thinking about it, Que Lingya didn't think of the person to shoot. The Que Ling clan knew that there were too many enemies in the dark, and there were too many people who doubted it.

I checked the Magpie Lingxuan Mountain up and down, inside and out. Apart from the injury, it was the cursed aura on his body. After hesitating, Magpie Lingya stepped forward and wrapped the Magpie Lingxuan Mountain with war aura. , It must be collected within days of Wubao Cave.

Hiss~

At the moment when the fighting spirit fell on Que Ling Xuan Shan, the bloody Magpie Ling Xuan Shan suddenly turned black, and black smoke derives from all parts of the torn body and turns into countless small ones. The black python swept up.

In an instant, Que Lingya felt an evil aura rushing up, he shot big hands continuously, and because he was afraid of Que Ling Xuanshan, he didn't dare to explode all his power, so he could only slap the cursed mist that came out.

However, the cursed fog is like a tarsal maggot, even if it is scattered, it gathers together in the blink of an eye and surrounds the Que Ling Xuan Mountain, preventing the fighting spirit of the Que Ling Cliff from falling on the Que Ling Xuan Mountain.

Seeing that it was so difficult, Que Lingya had to increase the output of battle aura. As the third step of the realm-breaking powerhouse, the battle aura naturally surpassed the supernatural power realm, containing the aura of law, but facing this is a curse. Some are hard to kill.

The curse emanating from Que Ling Xuanshan's body gathered into a cloud of black energy on the broken chest, pitch black as ink, exuding an incomparably evil aura, and suddenly aroused the already silent blood energy.

not good!

Feeling the cursed air riot, there is a tendency to further erode the body of Que Ling Xuanshan, Que Lingya once again increased the output of his own fighting spirit, in any case, this is the Supreme Elder of the Que Ling family, who wants to be treated.

The black cursing air followed the battle air and encircled the hands of Magpie Lingya, and illusory evil shadows such as evil pythons and skeletons loomed.

The horror of the power of the curse is that it is as difficult to get rid of as poison, and there are unpredictable changes. It is easy to be unlucky when it is contaminated. So at this moment, Magpie Lingya has to work hard to deal with the curse, which is rarer than fighting. many.

The power of the curse has already penetrated into the limbs and skeletons of Que Ling Xuan Shan, and the only thing he can do right now is to protect the heart of Que Ling Xuan Shan to ensure that its vitality will not fall. As for the small world transformed in the body, it is no longer saved. Up.

After a lot of work, Que Lingya finally used a strong force to suppress the curse in Que Ling Xuan Mountain, and his big hand was attached to Que Ling Xuan Mountain, preparing to temporarily collect it into Wubao Cave Sky.

At the moment when the palm of the hand was placed on Que Ling Xuan Shan, Que Ling Xuan Shan's bloody face suddenly opened up with two big eyes.

"The patriarch is deceiving."

what?

At this moment, the cursing power suppressed by Que Ling Xuan Shan grew like a madman.

In a flash, the black air flooded the cave, and the evil and rancid aura exploded. Hundreds of thousands of small bugs crazily swallowed his remaining flesh and blood, turning them into the nourishment for the curse.

boom!

The cursed black air exploded in the mountains and fields, and rose up, and a four-winged black python soared up into the sky. Its huge mouth was like a big mouth in a blood basin, and the inside of the mouth was a magpie cliff.

Thousands of miles away, Xia Tuo stood with his hand in his hand, sitting in a black robe in a valley hundreds of meters away, hunting in a black robe, a blood-colored copper lamp on his head swallowing blood and black clouds, covering the surrounding void, and a vicious python lingered. On the side, the eyes are like an abyss.

An illusory black flame sprang up in Snail's hands, and he grabbed it into the void, grabbing a phantom black line.

"Sacrifice!"

Whispering a spell in a low voice, ten slender fingers pinched out a weird witch mark, the breath suddenly became obscure, and then he grabbed it with a big hand, and thousands of illusory black lines were torn away. Coming out, the other side is involved in the black cloud above his head.

For a time, as if there were evil ghosts roaring, the other end of the black line was a series of illusory and hideous ghosts. These were the ghosts and wild ghosts collected by the snails over the years.

To deal with a strong person in the third step of opening up the ground, there is little chance for the snail to resist nature head-on, but this kind of stumbling back and forth, and all preparations beforehand, still have a great chance.

Moreover, he didn't want to curse this guy to death. The patriarch ordered a half-death, and eliminated the possibility of further progress. It was enough to make a medicine jar. After a hundred deaths, it is impossible to die to die.

The Que Ling clan has been inherited for so many years, so I must have stored a lot of good things to help them digest and digest, so as not to grow hair in the family library.

The ghosts ripped out from the blood-colored copper lamp by the snails, in the howling of ghosts and wolves, the illusory body ignited black smoke, turned into wisps of black smoke, straddled thousands of miles of void, and gathered towards the evil python.

In order to curse Magpie Lingya, he took out nearly a million ghost images that he had caught over the years.

"Asshole, who is it, come out to fight."

The Magpie Cliff surrounded by evil pythons and black air roared and roared. He kept cutting out thick and yellow spears. However, the mist of cursing was like a tarsal maggot. After unfolding, it closed together again, regardless of his body shape. In either direction, it will follow.

"Come out to fight." Que Lingya roared again, his beard danced wildly, and a mysterious yellow light appeared on his body, and a small world phantom appeared behind him. Although his power is strong, every blow is like hitting an empty space. But it can't make it.

"Who is it, come out to fight!"

In the void, dense black threads floated towards the evil python, and the evil python swallowed evil, decayed, and rotten auras and opened its big mouth towards the Magpie Lingya. Every time it was blown, it would be in the blink of an eye. Reunited.

Que Lingya felt that he was going crazy, it was not that he could not fight, but this was too suffocated, and the cursing air had penetrated into his body.

This is the moment when Elder Xuanshan’s body was swallowed, and the curse burst into his body. After entering his body, the curse gas directly infiltrated the flesh and blood, and he wanted to strip it unless even the flesh and blood were cut out. Row.

If this entanglement continues, the only one who loses in the end is himself. This is what Magpie Lingya thinks very clearly. At this moment, he already has a retreat in his heart. When he leaves here, he can find today's defeat again for Magpie Lingxuan Mountain. revenge.

At this point, Que Lingya roared and said, "Open."

In the midst of his screaming roar, there was a wave of vitality in the small world inside his body, and then a sharp euphorbia grew out of it. This euphorbia was green and wood-colored, not the law of the earth he had cultivated. .

Then the breath of the two laws of earth and wood swept out, and a two-foot-long spear was held in the hand by Que Lingya.

"Hmm~"

This scene was seen by Xia Tuo, and he couldn't help but raised his eyebrows. It was not the strength of Que Lingya, but the sudden appearance of the big halberd, which was obviously his destiny.

However, Que Lingya is obviously the profound mystery of the earth, so it's a bit strange how to use the mystery of wood to refine the natal witch treasure.

In the blink of an eye, the green-wood colored halberd slashed out, spreading out hundreds of kilometers into the sky, and the nine mysterious and yellow laws gathered into the long dragon and tore the sky apart, shattering the four-winged evil python phantom.

"Native wood."

In an instant, Xia Tuo's eyes lit up, and he seemed to understand a little bit. Now he is about to refine his natal Wubao. The way of Que Lingya inspired him.

"Take it over."

With a flash in his eyes, Xia Tuo made a decision in his heart.

He originally didn't want to shoot from the face, and shooting from behind is the best choice.

However, the natal witch treasure refined by Que Lingya made him feel that he was very inspired by the next refining of natal witch treasure, so he had to grab it.

Of course, he was not in a hurry. The curse of Conch was not completely broken. At this moment, a bloody flame was ignited in the copper lamp floating above Conch's head. Hundreds of thousands of ghosts instantly burned, cursing the black air to cover. After reaching the sky, floating towards Que Ling Cliff.

The vast black energy spread thousands of miles and directly fell on Que Lingya's body.

"Ah~"

Seeing this scene, Que Lingya roared, and the halberd in his hand was swung out again and again. In every breath, a wave of air exploded. The fire and black air burst and annihilated. The terrifying shock spread over hundreds of miles, and the mountains and grass were affected. Sadistic.

At this moment, Xia Tuo was hiding thousands of miles away and was also involved in this turmoil. The obscure curse in Luo’s mouth became more and more urgent, and the world of wizarding at the center of his eyebrows changed from black to red, as if there was something. Blood flowed out.

There were blood and tears dripping from his slightly closed eyes, and the evil python roared in the crystal clear blood and tears, and the blood-colored copper lamp became more and more flaming.

Hum!

In an instant, Luo opened his eyes, his eyes were completely red, and the corners of his mouth showed a weird smile. With nearly a million ghosts as a sacrifice, plus the ancient artifact of the Nether Bronze Lamp, the third step of the power , He can still curse.

The black mist shattered by the Magpie Lingya reunited in the blink of an eye. This time, even more vast waves, like a surging river, countless evil shadows rushed forward and drowned his body.

"open."

In the black fog, there was the roar of Que Lingya, and a greenwood spurge turned into a hundred meters in size, tearing the black fog.

At this moment, Xia Tuo's figure turned into a streamer, traversing the sky, and his big hand directly grabbed the Greenwood Euphorbia, and then the power of the world poured out, mixed with spiritual power, swept the Euphorbia, and made it belong to the Magpie Lingya. The breath washed away again.

The Greenwood Euphorbia is the natal witch treasure of Magpie Lingya, even if it is baptized once, it is still struggling violently in Xia Tuo's hands. Xia Tuo sneered, and then the power of the world surged, destroying the spirituality on the Euphorbia .

Puff~

The Magpie Lingya, who was just about to tear the black mist with the help of the Greenwood Euphorbia, directly trembled, the offensive was defeated, and the curse black mist poured into his body.

Xia Tuo's shot was really fast. From grabbing the Greenwood Euphorbia to destroying the spirituality, it was just a momentary matter. Que Lingya's life Lingbao was hit hard, and there was a chain reaction, and the cursing fog poured back.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xia Tuo was not stingy with his attack, first with a life-and-death eye, taking advantage of the moment of Que Lingya's trance, giving his soul a blow.

Immediately afterwards, at the moment when his soul was frustrated, the sword of mountains and rivers struck out, piercing the black mist directly, and imprinted on his chest. The force of life and death wrapped around it poured into the body of Magpie Spirit Cliff and raged wildly on his flesh and blood.

Puff~

In the blink of an eye, Que Lingya was submerged in the cursed black mist, and countless black air currents poured into his body along the wound, and a heavy black air began to appear on the surface.

boom!

After two breaths, a terrifying force exploded in mid-air, blasting away the cursed fog. A sword mark on Que Lingya's chest was exposed, and a large part of it was surrounded by black energy, like a tarsal maggot attached to it. , Biting flesh and blood.

Puff~

For a while, Que Lingya couldn't help but vomit another spit of blood, his face and body were covered with a heavy black smoke, and he was lethargic, but he did not dare to sink down. Instead, he beat his spirit and swept the square. , Roared loudly: "Who is it! Who the hell is against me, Que Ling!"

However, in the mountains and plains, except for the destroyed mountains and vegetation, only the sky winds across, and even farther away, there are strong people who perceive the fluctuations, but after hearing the roar, they stop slightly, and then run away.

After a while, the blood from the corner of Que Lingya's mouth gushed again, and his blood had been immersed in black. Not only that, the five small worlds in his chest had completely collapsed, and the remaining small worlds were cursed and eroded.

However, he didn't even know where the enemy came from.

At this moment, Xia Tuo had disappeared in Dragon Bone Mountain with the snails long ago, and entered the human race city. On his left ear, there was a white and fat little bug lying on his back. He was sleeping, and there was an illusion on the little bug. The thin line is connected to him.

It was his plan to severely inflict the third step of the Magpie Ling clan, the third step of the land breakthrough. It was either the Magpie Spirit Cliff or the Magpie Spirit Magic Way. As for the killing, it is not yet time to kill. So, lest the ancestor of the magpie spirit jump out.

After severely injuring Que Lingya, the Que Ling clan will be busy, and he needs to heal this guy, and the most important thing is the curse on his body. The curse of the snail has not really worked, and then he will move towards the magpie. Lingya penetrates into the body, penetrates into the blood, and cannot be removed or washed.

The fat white bug turned over his ears, Xia Tuo stretched out his hand and stuffed his ears. This was to prevent Magpie Lingshi from tracking him, and Qiao'er specially gave him something to mess with fate.

According to Qiao'er, the line of fate of man has been frozen from the beginning. Every creature looks the same, but the line of fate is unique. The place where the warrior wanders will leave his own lifeline.

If there is a powerful life cultivator, you can catch the lifeline and find him.

Whether the Que Ling clan could find a powerful life-cultivator, he thought it was impossible, but in order to be able to return to the edge of the wilderness safely, this little bug Xia Tuo still wears his ears and moves his fingers to avoid the crisis. What's wrong, why not do it.

Without staying in the Great Yin Kingdom, Xia Tuo embarked on the procedure. This time, the planned revenge had completed the previously planned plan, killed the Magpie Spirit and severely damaged the Magpie Cliff.

For the Que Ling clan, the casualties caused the two strong people in the land to be killed or injured. For such a large Queshan Hou, he didn't believe it.

As long as they live on the wasteland, every tribe will be involved in the woven network.

It's too difficult. I have to plan for so long in advance to retaliate against individuals. I don't want to kill the Quartet at all. Is this the punishment for his death system?

...

Borderland, Daxia.

Seeing Xia Tuo's return from the Great Yin Kingdom, Jian Di only breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Da Yin is no better than the borderland. In the borderland, Daxia is the overlord of the North, and no one can do anything about it.

The mountain garden in Daxia City is a garden built around a hill of Baizhang high not far from the Summer Garden.

Under the ancient pine on the top of the mountain, a wooden table polished by two-foot-sized ancient wooden stumps, Xia Tuo and Jian Lian sat opposite each other, and the pretty little maid in front of them laid out the spirit fruit, and filled it with fragrant fruit wine.

Over the years, Daxia's farming and brewing methods have developed rapidly. These spirit wines are brewed using multiple processes after taking the spirit fruit. The aroma is charming and the taste is very good.

In the glass carved from jade, the crystal clear fruit wine is like jelly, the sword squat held it in his hand, touched the corner of his mouth and gently squeezed, squinted at Xia Tuo, and whispered: "It's better to be so quiet."

With Xia Tuo, she leaned lazily on the wooden case, like a snow-white little beast, and didn't want to care about other things at all.

The breeze came from a distance, through the city, and messed up the hair. Jian Liao stretched out his hand to slap his own hair, and said in a sorrowful tone: "It's a pity that the tree wants more calm and wind."

"By the way, from the Northern Territory, there is news from the old barren cattle that the reincarnated strong man seems to be awakening, and he is no longer dealing with family affairs and has entered a retreat."

"Oh~" Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo's eyes revealed a touch of surprise. According to his deduction, the old man Barren Bull wanted to awaken the sinking memory, at least 500 years, or even longer.

At this point, Xia Tuo said, "Did something happen?"

"In recent years, the transaction with the slave hall has not stopped, and more and more slaves have been sent from the land of the Northern Territory." Jian Li's tone was very gentle, and said: "These are all handled by the old man. I guess it is these people who are grateful for this to make this change."

After thinking about it, Xia Tuo felt that there was only this possibility, but there were a lot of slaves sent from outside the domain over the years.

It's not that he disliked too many slaves, but that Zhu Rong's slave hall was so cooperative, sending slaves continuously. This was very abnormal. It seemed that he had to make time to go to the slave hall and talk to Venerable Wannu.

Under the mountain garden, a small figure wearing a blue dress and robes appeared, and then jumped to the top of the mountain in a swift manner, yelling sweetly: "Master, Master."

Xia Yu, who was out of the customs, had grown up a bit, and looked fifteen or sixteen years old. The crystal dragon horns on top of her head had a faint watery charm, but her personality remained the same.

This situation is very common for ethnic groups with a long life.

Some blessed ethnic groups have long lifespans and strong bloodlines. It is easy to practice after birth. They only need to sleep and sleep, but their personality cannot be developed by sleep.

This has resulted in a lifespan of hundreds of years and a strength far superior to others, but the temperament is like a teenager.

"Yu'er visits Master and His Madam."

Before Xia Tuo approached, Xia Yu bowed down and bowed respectfully. This kind of scene Xia Tuo was really rare.

Xia Yu was promoted to the supernatural power realm, but if you really wanted to talk about how it was promoted, let alone his master, even Xia Yu herself was confused, anyway, she had the strength of the supernatural power realm.

"Get up." Xia Tuo raised his hand and waved to Xia Yu, letting him sit in front of him.

After the girl respectfully saluted, the original form was revealed, and she unceremoniously reached out and put the spirit fruit on the wooden table to her mouth.

"Master, Yuer missed you so much." Xia Yu took a bite of the spirit fruit, looked at Xia Tuo, and hummed coquettishly: "I'm already in the supernatural power realm."

After sleeping for hundreds of years, Xia Yu wanted to tell Xia Tuo the good news for the first time.

"By the way, the black blood of the master has also improved. It is Brother Sanjin. I don’t know what’s wrong. I can’t nest with Grandpa Earthlong, saying that he is practicing the body training method passed to him by the master. Said that he will be able to comprehend successfully.

And why Wangsheng's brother was not in the clan. After Yu'er left the customs, Junior Brother Qingqi was gone, and Junior Brother Haoqing was gone."

"Yu'er, will you go picking spirit flowers with your wife?"

"Okay." Yu'er nodded fiercely, then turned to Xia Tuo, and said, "Master, I'm going to pick the spirit flowers with my wife."

"Go ahead."

Xia Tuo nodded. Even though Yu'er was a supernatural power realm, her mentality was still the same as that of a teenage girl in the human race. The reason for everything was that she had slept for hundreds of years, which needed to be tempered slowly.

Jiandi led Yu'er away from the top of the hill. In the blink of an eye, a phantom flashed in front of Xia Tuo, and the old god Hou walked down from the psychic skeleton and sat down on the side of the wooden case.

"Recently, the monsters in the Middle Territory are a bit weird." The old Shenhou did not hide his brows and said with frowning: "The old man can't see clearly their movements. When he was leaving, all the human races scattered around were driven to the central city."

After so many years of raging mountain warriors in the Central Territory, the existence of human races can be said to have been pitiful, and most of them are scattered in the deep mountains and old forests.

Compared with the vastness of the Middle Territory, there are not many monsters under the control of the Shanya Army Clan, and they are not enough to control the entire Middle Territory land. Therefore, they take the method of looting everywhere, and regularly encircle and suppress the hunters. food.

"The old man sneaked into the vicinity of the ruins of the Central King City and observed it, and found nothing unusual." The old Shenhou's eyes were up and down thinking. He and the Black Wind Demon Hou had fought for thousands of years, but he didn't know the Zhongyu Mountain Yan Clan.

"Monster." Xia Tuo groaned. Since Wuwu taught him the method of cultivating the golden body of Qi Luck, the Yao Clan of the Middle Territory has been regarded by him as a moving Qi Luck merit.

These big and small demon races have been screaming at the Central Territory Human Race for so many years, and each of them is carrying the blood and blood of the Human Race. If he destroys these demon races, he will definitely have luck and virtue.

"What did the Shadow Guard find?"

Regarding Xia Tuo's question, the old god shook his head slightly, and the Shadow Guard who was in charge of investigating the monster race in the middle domain was directly responsible to the old god. The movement of the monster race was discovered by the shadow guard.

"check."

Xia Tuo made a decision, the demon clan who has not moved, there must be some conspiracy in such a big move.

...

Tianlushan.

The next day, Xia Tuo looked up at the sky, the purple gas danced, and the ocean of purple gas was like a fire in the sky, and it was agitated like a raging fire.

Woo lay on Xia Tuo's shoulder, and said solemnly: "Atuo, luck is like cooking with fire, this is a prelude to the explosion, it's too violent, it will blow up ourselves."

Needless to say, Xia Tuo naturally felt the agitation that belonged to the Daxia Clan's fortune, like a volcano about to erupt, this kind of scene is very abnormal.

For a long time, the fortune of the Daxia clan has been gradually increasing and decreasing, but like this, it was the first time I saw him. It gave him a feeling that the mountains and the rain were coming.

This feeling is very bad, just like flash floods, sky fires, and thunders, they are about to be out of control.

Once the Qi Luck loses control, the consequence is death.

"Can you feel it?" Xia Tuo asked while tilting his head.

"I can't sense it for the time being, but as long as some time passes, there will be some clues." Wuwu's small eyes are heavy and heavy, and there is already a purple flame burning on the edge of the purple ocean above Tianlu Mountain. Get up, raging and fiercely, exaggerating the sky.

He is a reincarnation sentence mang, with innate heels, and has already awakened the innate true spirit seal of his life. In this case, the gathering of energy soaring does not know the situation, which has already explained the big problem.

"Atuo, the calamity of air luck has to be ended, and the roots are still in the source of air luck."

"The origin of the convergence of luck!"

Xia Tuo hesitated, and then a brilliant light bloomed in his eyes, and said, "It's human blood!"