The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

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A piece of inverse scales, containing the deep purple, gave people an unpredictable mystery. In the moment after being released by Xia Tuo, a ray of demon aura burst out instantly.

The demon gas turned purple and coquettish, as soon as it appeared, it went straight to the sky, colliding with the luck surrounded by the clouds in the sky, making a sizzling sound, as if water and fire were incompatible.

"Monster!"

The sudden demon energy shocked Shang Xun, who was standing in the cloud, and saw the purple energy rise up like electricity, breaking through the sky and turning into an illusory purple mysterious beast.

"Tengu!"

Seeing the purple tengu, Shang Xun's expression sank, and the secret way was not good.

Tengu tribe is a very difficult lord among monster tribes. Every tengu dies will make a lot of movement. This is a tradition for so many years. The degree of difficulty of this tengu tribe is definitely in the forefront of the wasteland.

The sudden demon light caused the Yi Luan Wei martial artist arrayed in the clouds to produce a trace of turbulence, and everyone was surprised in their eyes.

They are the guard of honor of the Wang Court, generally speaking, it is a face-filling team. The combat effectiveness is the worst among the twelve guards. As long as a high god, they can join Yi Luan Wei Zhong, and then rely on their heroic posture to show the king everywhere. The majesty of the court.

To say that they have never seen a demon, but there are many colosseums in the king's court, where there are hunting demon races as duels, used to be watched and gambling.

Om~!

At this moment, in the coquettish purple light that rushed to the sky, the tengu phantom that emerged from the sky looked up and roared and let out a purple sun from his open mouth.

"Tengu Screaming Day~"

"not good!"

This scene made Shang Xun's look even more ugly.

The Tengu tribe has no more than a hundred people, but there are five people who are strongest in the king. This ratio is extremely terrifying to the barren land tribes, even the dragon and phoenix tribes do not have such a large promotion ratio.

The Tengu Xiaori is the inheritance of the Tengu Clan Xiaori King. This is an extremely powerful king who opened the sky, and his strength was unfathomable when he was entrusted to the king 13,000 years ago.

This inverse scale inspired this vision, and it must be inseparable from King Xiaori, and can inherit a similar bloodline. In all likelihood, it is the bloodline of King Xiaori.

At the beginning, in Zhurongyu, just killing an ordinary tengu led to the killing of several human tribes by the kings. Only after the tengu tribe extinguished the fire, the tengu tribe extinguished the fire after a fight.

Killing a descendant of a Tengu clan king at this moment, this is a disaster.

A man who dares to kill the descendants of Tengu, is it too tired of life?

Retreat!

Without the slightest hesitation, Shang Xun played a cyan technique in his hand, and suddenly the sky was full of clouds, engulfing thirty-six thousand Yi Luanwei and starting to head north.

However, his action was still too late.

To the south of the Glory Region, the archipelago in the dark and deep ocean, the whole body of black and the sea are the same color, the black fog rolling over the entire archipelago, faintly visible flashes of light, like stars.

"who is it!"

Between the scattered archipelago, in an island tens of thousands of miles in radius, a little bit of purple light flourishes, rotating around to illuminate the darkness, and a square tripod the size of a mountain emerges in the hazy. The breath flowed, the rich breath opportunity couldn't be eliminated.

Inside the Fang Ding, a figure lay lying around, but it was not clear what it really looked like. The whole body was shrouded in black light and black mist. In the purple light, it seemed to have the sun and the moon revolving, evolving into a scene of the spinning of the sky and the earth.

In an instant, two purple magic lamps lighted up in the darkness, and their terrifying gaze penetrated time and space, penetrated a long distance, and fell down.

Boom!

Suddenly, the void over the ruins of the Borderland King City seemed to collapse, and everyone in the city trembled. This sudden Wang Wei made everyone's soul tremble and couldn't help but worship.

The aura was too terrifying, even in the sea area south of the Umbral Region, there was a boundless wave that attracted the attention of many old monsters.

"It's that guy Xiaori, who hasn't been born for three thousand years, what's the matter?"

"It looks like either the father is dead or the cub is dead. His father is looking for death. This time I am afraid that the cub is dead."

"The puppies die one less."

"Who is it that caused this monster king to be so shocked."

"Border Desolation~"

...

The aura of a demon king awakened the old antiques in several large areas in the southern part of the wasteland, each of them widened their eyes to see what was going on.

The Tengu Xiaori King, this dog is amazing, don't look at it as the youngest king of the Tengu tribe, but his strength is chasing the dog of the older generation, and the method he pioneered is very powerful.

...

Puff puff puff ~

At this moment, in the ruins of the royal city, many figures bleed directly from their seven orifices, and those who did not support had already fallen to the ground.

The most unlucky thing was Yi Luanwei. The thirty-six thousand Yi Luanwei was originally a handsome martial artist in the sky. At this moment, one by one fell down and the ground bounced.

At this moment, Xia Tuo was also panicked.

He also didn't expect Wang Wei to be so powerful, which was a little different from what he thought.

He has also seen the king, old bastard, how strong is so outrageous, so far away, he is about to be roasted.

On his right wrist, a little blue light shone, blessed on his body, resisting the coming of Wang Wei, but Xia Tuo had no plans to do it, and it was not yet the fire.

The emptiness that was torn in the sky above the palace, the place where the black mist rolled, seemed to be drawn much closer at once, covering the sky above the palace.

"You killed my son."

As the black mist rolls, the lying figure speaks, his eyes are like two purple suns, illuminating the sky.

The voice of the king, like a divine thunder, resounded through the sky and the earth. Under the arrival of Wang Wei, even Shang Xun was crushed on the ground, his breath was restrained, and his body trembled.

Xia Tuo looked up at the sky, and said in a deep voice: "A dog will be killed if he kills it. If your old dog dares to come, stay, because Bianhuang is not a place where a dog can come to the wild."

As the words fell, heaven and earth fused, and the sky above the king's city turned into night, and an unspeakable aura fell from the sky, and the power of the king shattered the space.

At this moment, the majesty of the heaven and the earth descended, and Wang Yin was like a Tao, and the heaven and the earth were pouring down. The ruins of the Wangcheng were completely squeezed into an indescribable situation, and countless blood mists exploded.

Seeing the blood mist exploding in the king's city, Xia Tuo knew that the time was almost right and couldn't wait any longer. He spread his hands, his body was full of blue light, and he said what he had prepared for a long time.

"I protect the blood of the descendants of the prison, summon the ancestors to come!"

In an instant, the blue light bloomed from Xia Tuo, setting off the incomparable stalwart of his body, like a sharp sword penetrating the sky, piercing the descending Wang Wei.

Tweeted~

At this moment, Xia Tuo raised his right hand, an illusory cyan light shadow gradually enlarged, the cyan light gurgling, not so dazzling, flowing with the breath of years, turned out a fist, and rushed into the sky.

Punch!

The fist that emerged from a cyan bird shadow, no way or power, and some only a ghost.

"What kind of boxing is this!"

The cyan fist shadow above the volley completely pierced the Wang Wei that King Xiaori had descended on.

The black mist above the sky was turbulent, and King Xiaori was panicked with his fists. This loss of squareness was simply incredible to the king.

Roar!

With a roar, resounding through the southern region of the wasteland, a deep purple tengu opened its mouth, and for a while over the southern part of the land, many people saw a huge form derived from the rule of the king.

At the same time, countless warriors looked up and saw the top of the sky, the purple tengu opened its mouth, and a round of purple sun swept across the sky.

Puff~

However, the vision of the Tengu swallowing the sun in an instant burst like bubbles, like a dream, the void above the sky was reorganized and cracked again and again, rippling countless ripples, and the aura of destruction filled.

In the southern part of the Glory Region, the island in the black water exploded. The black mist rolled and the sound of water was like thunder. The king of Xiao Sun flew heavily towards the depths of the Soul Sea, smashing into the boundless black water. The vortex of a hundred thousand li radius disappeared.

"The King of Xiao Sun!"

At this moment, the strong monsters in the Yuyingyu realm tightened and showed horror.

In the royal court of the demon clan, on a huge giant tree that was pitch black as carbon, a figure resembling a black hole breathed in, and suddenly opened his eyes.

"It's so ancient, borderline..."

...

The astonishing vision was full of the emptiness in the southern part of the wasteland, and lasted for almost a day. A demon clan's king of heaven was beaten into the deep ocean of the demon clan.

This scene was seen by many people, and it was naturally unavoidable. For a time, the forces of all parties were surging, and the ancient forces were also alarmed after the silence.

Countless eyes were cast on the remote and deserted land.

In the ruins of the royal city, the silence lasted for three quarters of an hour. The people here were either fainted or severely injured, or they were eager to talk, and they wondered what to say.

This scene is really scary.

From the shadowy field to the border wilderness, at such a long distance, Wang Wei can come without any hindrance, the majesty of the king is terrifying.

In fact, Xia Tuo was also shocked.

The effect of this campaign is a bit big, beyond control.

He thought that the king could come across boundaries, but he didn't expect the momentum to be so great. In the past, he felt that the king's strength was no more than a realm higher than the realm. The old bastard, the lame king, missed him.

It is right to think about it, the old bastard is running for his life, and his breath is naturally weak and weak. Once he shows the majesty of the king, he will inevitably alarm the old opponent. If he still dares to make trouble, it is estimated that he will be stewed into a bastard soup.

Incomplete consideration, the result is a large area of ​​blood in the ruins of the royal city.

In fact, when he first migrated to the big clan, he wanted to kill part of his mind.

Of course, he didn't say this thought to the outside. He had predicted the king's shot in advance, no matter how the king would strike, it would cause a large area to collapse, and the figure living here would also be affected.

If he wants to avoid bereavement, he doesn't need to move to the big clans so quickly.

This time, with his mental calculations, the casualties were not small, and he didn't know when his heart became so cold.

The big clan is deeply entrenched, and the disciples who have come out of the academy are still unable to compete with these big clans, so he had this idea to slow down the advantage of the aristocratic clan and let the academy disciples overtake the car by turning and become the real mainstay of Daxia.

This time the demon king made a move. Who would have thought that this was also mixed with Xia's evil thoughts. The only thing he knew was the drum spirit in the prison, and he could see him doing evil again through karma.

However, what does this have to do? Nowadays, the Daxia Clan was born in various towns and territories, and Bacheng was the original great uncle. The blood descendants of these uncles have far more talents and resources than ordinary people. The foundation is born to stand at the end of a lifetime of others' efforts.

This time so many great clans gathered together, and most of the outstanding children were in the ruins of the royal city. After the invasion of the demon king, even the foundation of undead martial arts was affected, and it was abolished.

The younger generation of the Bo people is abandoned, and it will take at least a hundred years to re-train. The Daxia Academy has a buffer of one hundred years, and the proportion of the family court will be even greater.

The disciple of the Academy was the real person in Xia Tuo's hands.

Xia's conspiracy was perfectly hidden in the scene where the Demon King descended, so he naturally wouldn't go everywhere to spread it.

Falling from the void, Xia Tuo felt that all the power in his body was taken away, and there was a blue bird mark missing on his right wrist. This time, Li Wei spread to several areas in the south. Although it was unexpected, the effect was also far superior. Expected.

With a fist, the Demon King was beaten into the Sea of ​​Souls, life or death was unknown. With such strength, anyone who wanted to come to the border would weigh himself.

"Ahem~~"

Shang Xun coughed up blood at the corner of his mouth and his breath was extremely weak on the land of the king city.

Around him were blood-stained Yi Luan guards, no longer the solemn and solemn appearance at the beginning, half-dead, covered in blood, lying everywhere, sorrowful.

Originally, he was here to show his great power and majesty, but who knows how unlucky.

In fact, at this moment, in the royal city, except for Xia Tuo's own blood and energy, none of the remaining people are uninjured. The old god is also sluggish, and the tortoise is shrinking on the ground and adjusting his breath.

Seeing this scene, Xia Tuo didn't bother to take care of Wang Ting. After all, he fired an empty cannon when he came, and he didn't even give a piece of spirit crystal. It is really rare for Wang Ting to search so hard.

Sitting in the same place, he began to use the spirit crystals stored in the small world to restore the battle energy he consumed.

In the distance, Shang Xun took out a jade bottle and poured it into his mouth. After taking the spirit pill, he adjusted his breath for a quarter of an hour. His pale expression gradually returned to bloody color. He slowly opened his eyes and looked towards After practicing Xia Tuo, the lightness in his eyes disappeared.

This time I was ordered to come to Borderland, and I didn't expect to bump into this kind of thing.

Is this still the strength of the Frontier Tribe?

The king can be beaten into an infinite and far-reaching power, only the king.

What does this show!

There is a king behind the Xia tribe!

For ordinary warriors, the Hou Department is extremely powerful, but for the strong, the king is the real suppression area. The stalwart is unparalleled, and the frontier Xia tribe has a king, which is enough to make the royal court treat each other differently.