The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Lu Wu's prison, the palace.

Gu Ling sat on the stone drum, looking at the dark and leafless trees that were constantly falling down, a little dazed.

Mummies,'dead' trees, what is Xia Tuo doing.

How did Lu Wu's dignified prison become a place where all garbage was collected.

It's a joke too much.

I will criticize him severely when I come back.

"Dignified, the sacred drum under the seat of Uncle Gao Tao is really shameful."

"Shame."

"If I were you, I would find a sacred stone and hit it to death."

"Battered to death."

"Smash him with a drum."

"Smash him."

...

In Gu Ling's spiritual world, two little dolls with pigtails started again.

The little baby on the left looked at the little baby on the right with wide eyes, and said bitterly: "Why do you talk like me?"

"How you did it."

"Look for a fight."

"Ahhhh~"

In the blink of an eye, the spiritual world turned into a battlefield, and the two little dolls fought together, grabbing, pinching, biting, kicking, kicking and other 18 methods at their fingertips.

"Woo~too~too bad, all~I~I have been beaten~~~" The little doll under her body was twisted by the doll above her cheeks, whimpering and shouting , Said: "There is no one to persuade you, it's not fun."

"Yes~"

In the blink of an eye, the doll above was taken aback, saying it made sense, and the twisted hands were also released.

Then he grabbed his right hand toward his body, and suddenly caught a cloud of illusory fog, but crystal clear air flow, and began to roll around like fog, and after a few breaths, it turned into a shining little doll.

"Hey, there is a persuasion."

However, he didn't wait for him to be silly. The doll under his body stopped doing it. He was always beaten by himself, and there was one more. It was determined that this was to persuade him and not to help beat himself.

"Humph~ come out."

After that, the doll under her body also grabbed a hand toward her, and then a cloud of crystal mist was thrown out, turning into a bright little doll.

For a time, the four dolls faced each other, a little dumbfounded, and they looked exactly the same.

"Oh yeah, follow me, wash you~"

The next moment, the four dolls fought.

Gu Ling was sitting on the stone drum blankly, and the corners of his mouth murmured subconsciously.

"Four~~Four~"

...

On the island of the underworld, Xia Tuo was still working hard to pull the tree. There was no way. He was flustered. In the middle of the island was a quasi-king who was peeping at Kaitian. The level of the soul was much higher than him.

He believed that Elder Zhu Huo must be watching him, wondering why he hadn't spoken for a long time.

The trees on the Nether Island are very sparse, but the island is so big, these'dead' trees of qi add up to ten thousand trees. For Xia Tuo, this tree is nothing, it is much easier than fighting.

For the time being, I couldn’t find the weirdness on the island. Xia Tuo was pulling up the tree while thinking about the ins and outs of the whole thing, starting from the turbulence of the Daxia clan movement and the Dragon clan drawing the Daxia clan’s luck. He sorted it out again.

According to the normal reasoning of this matter, the Long Family is absolutely inseparable from the relationship. The key question is what role Red Fire Cauldron plays in this process.

The Sanyang Realm expands the population of Daxia and enhances the luck of the people. Is it possible that the red fire tripod allows him to reincarnate in Xia?

Thinking of this, Xia Tuo Yuanshen trembled, and the Qi Luck Shen Hua became more and more bright and purple. The Yuan Shen was filled with a faint purple qi and echoed with the Shen Hua. When he suddenly thought about it, Qi Luck The merits of the golden body resonated.

Compared with the blessing of tribal auras, the body of Qiyun merits of self-cultivation is more alert to the subtle changes in the outside world, and the heart is bright with every thought.

Send him into reincarnation, and then...

That's not right, he entered the cycle of reincarnation, how did things unfold in the Sanyang Realm.

It's too hard to think about problems.

Let's pull the tree.

There was no time flow in the Stygian realm, Xia Tuo took about a day to pull out all the big trees without delay.

He wasn't in a hurry, if he guessed that he was right, it was the guy inside.

I just don't know what the old man Zhu Huo has to do with the dragon clan.

The trees are all pulled up, and looking at the bare Underworld, the only thing that can be used as a barrier for formation is the undulating mountains in the mist.

As the saying goes, if the mountains are not high, there will be immortals. The mountains on the underworld are the highest ones. They are not more than a thousand meters tall, but they are like a dragon and surrounded by yin air. Even if the mist is floating above, you can still see the gathering of Kowloon. .

How about digging a mountain?

This project is a bit large.

...

What was even more daunting at the moment was the Manifestation of the Dragon in the middle of the Underworld. He really wanted to rush out and cursed Xia Tuo fiercely.

So persuaded, what are you doing here.

Chihuoding wants more.

As expected, he came out of Bian Huang, Xiaomen stingy.

Deserves to be trapped in a desert.

"%…*&…*&@……#%…#*&…"

"You come in!"

The Dragon Manifestation Pan is sitting in the living water, he must kill this guy.

The place where Nine Dragons Yin Qi gathers will help increase his success rate in capturing Xia Tuo. It will be a very powerful help in entering the cycle of rebirth. The foundation of this plan is all in this big formation, and it is necessary to leave this foundation. Place.

Nine Dragons spit water, the living water he sinks and floats is connected to the Styx. The Styx was also called Yellow Spring Water a long time ago, and it has an unmysterious connection with reincarnation.

If the warrior stepped into reincarnation by himself, with the aid of the Red Fire Cauldron and the Ding Shenzhu, he would naturally not need to rely on this big formation, and it would even backfire.

But he needs the soul of Xia Tuo who seizes the house. If he takes the place of the Xia Tuo Hui, he will definitely be backlashed by the Da Xia clan’s fortune. At that time, he will not only be unable to move the flowers and trees, but will die without a place to be buried, or even lead. Daxia clan movement backlash.

Only one enters into samsara and experiences the baptism of samsara.

He will not completely swallow Xia Tuo's primordial spirit, but will leave a part of it. During the process of experiencing the baptism of reincarnation, he will melt this part of the breath into his body, so as to reduce the sense of rejection of the Daxia clan.

Of course, this is just one.

Zhou Xiang, who had all plans incomparable, was the only one who missed it.

Come here.

Aura is beating in the eyes of the Xiansheng of the Dragon, as if looking through the mist. The mist here is derived from the nine Yinlong veins. It is a natural phenomenon, and even he cannot dispel it.

Due to the integration of the terrain, compared to Xia Tuo, the Manifestation of the Dragon can perceive everything on the entire underworld.

He has been following Xia Tuo from beginning to end.

However, the next moment, flames burst out of the skull's head, wrapping up the entire head.

"..."

In his perception, Xia Tuo took out a large piece of sacred gold, spurred it with battle spirit, and then formed it into the shape of a shovel.

Dig the mountain?

Wu, the sage of the dragon, the descendant of the king, a five-step strong man, has practiced for more than 7,200 years for two lives, and has never seen such a persuasive person.

What kind of opportunity does such a person look for, eating wild fruits and potatoes in the middle of the day?

What are you doing out?

The turbulence of the mental fluctuations spread far away, and the sacred breath of the dragon was a little unstable. He felt that his mood for thousands of years was a little broken at this moment.

The mentality collapsed, uncomfortable.

In the mire land where Kowloon converges in the center, the muddy water is turbulent, and cracks appear on the earth in the mire, like a spider web, with gloomy light flashing in the cracks, winding like a python, which is incomparably mysterious.

...

In fact, it's no wonder that the mentality of the dragon's manifestation is collapsed, it is really Xia Tuo who is really doing it.

He squeezed a shovel with the god of gold, and then approached the periphery of the central location of the island, which is outside the Jiutiao Mountains. He chose one of the mountains and then dug it up with the shovel.

Although the Jiutiao Mountain Range is not big, it is tens of miles in radius. He doesn't know how many years to dig a shovel like him.The key is not hurried or slow when digging, just like an old woman walking with her feet bound, without panic at all.

Except for digging the mountain, there is no other way. For example, Xia Tuo did not try to peer into the mountains. The dense fog in the mountains is very strange, and even the spirit of the soul that he has tempered ninety-nine percent of the mind is blocked. On the contrary, the mountains are controlled by others.

This is so good, no matter who is in the mountain, he is mad at him.

Either you come out.

Seeing this situation right now, Xia is definitely not going in.

Come out if you have the ability.

Booming~

The roar came from the depths of the mountains, and the earth trembled slightly. Xia Tuo looked up towards the depths of the island. Except for the thick and cloudy fog rolling, there was no other sight. Instead, he sensed the spiritual fluctuations and sent it out. Fierce.

This is anxious.

The more anxious the people on the island, the more he must stabilize.

"Young man, do you really want to inherit the inheritance of the old man?"

Cang~

A shovel shoveled on the dark rock wall, the rocks splashed, there was a burst of fire, Xia Tuo did not lift his head, and then dropped the second shovel.

At this moment, a faint glow of light appeared in the dense mist, like a moonlight dispelling the dimness, but not dazzling, giving people a warm feeling, as if a laurel moon rose in the middle of the island.

Xia Tuo looked up and saw the outline of a four-legged cauldron emerging from the middle of Yuehua, glowing with a blend of light, and a faint mental fluctuation appeared in nothingness for a while.

"Since you are not interested in the old man's quasi-wangdao fruit, can you help the old man a favor?" The spiritual thoughts passed out and manifested into an old hoarse voice.

"The old man doesn't want to fall into the river of Styx. Can the little friend take it out? If chance comes in the future, choose a heir for the old man."

"The old man is willing to give this red fire cauldron as a reward to the little friend."

"If the little friend still doesn't believe it, we can make the Yuanshen contract, what about the little friend?

"Oh~"

A sigh, with a kind of regret and depression.

In Xia Tuo's view, Zhu Huo Zhunwang said that there was nothing wrong with this. If he came here by accident, he would really believe it, but he didn't believe a word at the moment.

"You give me first~"

In the middle of the island, the dragon appears to be a saint: "..."

"My little friend, when the old man was attacked and fell on the island of Hades, it is precisely because of the scene where Kowloon gathers that he can survive until today.

However, what has become a gathering of Nine Dragons is also a gathering of Nine Dragons. Now the old man has already been imprisoned by this natural yin array. Apart from the remaining spiritual thoughts, he has no power of imperial possessions.

The inheritance of Chihuoding and the old man still needs friends to get it."

When the voice fell, the Dragon Appointment waited for more than ten breaths, and found no movement, and waited for more than ten breaths, but still no movement.

"My little friend, I have fallen for too long, and I have been living and dying to this day, so that I can pass on the mantle for inheritance and be of human descent. Couldn't even the old man agree to this plea."

"Good~"

Xia Tuo nodded and said: "You veteran Red Fire Cauldron and Inheritance, please stay, and wait for the younger generation to come and consolidate the mantle for the elders and be buried in the land of the Great Desolate Human Race."

"..."

The sage of the dragon was speechless, and it was really exhaustive, except for coercion. All the plans were detailed and confidential, except that the people who entered the scorpion were cherished.

How to break the game now?

It seemed that the guy outside didn't come in, just waiting to kill him, and then came in to pick up the remains.

Xia Tuo looked at the various situations in the center of the glittering island, and suddenly he wanted to understand one thing, that is, if this place really counts against him, then he will never be allowed to leave.

At the moment, the first step led him into the middle of the island and failed. If he leaves this underworld, will the people inside panic?

Thinking of this, Xia Tuo pretended to arch his hands toward the center of the island, and said in a deep voice: "The seniors entrusted them, and the juniors naturally dare not forget them. After the seniors return to the world, the juniors will come back to consolidate the remains of seniors."

Talking about so much, in short, I will come after you hang up.

After bowing to the depths of the island, Xia Tuo turned and headed out.

Bye bye you.

"Little friends~"

Seeing Xia Tuo turned to leave, the Dragon Xiansheng whispered, he also had some guesses in his heart that this was Xia Tuo deliberately, and he must have noticed something wrong.

However, watching Xia Tuo walk away step by step, spanning a hundred miles in a short breath, already approaching the edge of the island, and falling towards the small boat parked in the Styx, the jackal dragon was panicked.

Once Xia Tuo left the Underworld, it represented the failure of this plan within the clan.

Of course, the plan of the clan is far more than that, but this plan is a particularly important step. This plan has become a major event planned by the Dragon Clan for many years, and it will be extremely smooth in the future.

At this moment, the dragon sitting in front of the red fire cauldron appeared to be a saint, and a grayish-white flame appeared in the body like a dry corpse, pale like a fog, and a rotten atmosphere filled out.

Hum!

The flames filled his entire body, and then a wave of life derives, turning into ripples, breaking through the mist and heading towards Xia Tuo.

Compared to the previous malaise, the breath at this moment is majestic and mighty, as unfathomable as the sea, glowing like a bright moon, and blazing white, sweeping out.

This is the spiritual power that belongs to the sage of the dragon, and it can be fully materialized when he is willing.

The spirit was like electricity, breaking through nothingness, and instantly appeared behind Xia Tuo.

In an instant, Xia Tuo, who was about to land on the boat, turned around, his eyes turned black and white, and two beams of light came out and collided with the paleness.

Puff~

With a soft sound, the life and death eye of the three-eyed tribe Xia Tuo showed, it only broke through a small piece of pale spirit behind him, and the entire island was completely shrouded in pale spiritual power.

Xia Tuo shuddered after being shocked, with surprise in his eyes.

wrong!

This attack was far from what he expected.

The old man Zhu Huo peeped into the open sky realm, and the soul must be far surpassed him, and now although he is suspected of breaking a little bit, the true quasi-king mental power definitely does not stop there.

Right now, although the power of the primordial spirit in perception surpassed him, it did not have the direct majesty, at most in the realm of quasi-immortality.

The detached and quasi-immortal primordial spirit already had a vision similar to Dao Guo's coerciveness, simply Wang Wei, but he didn't feel it at all.

Isn't this Elder Zhuhuo?