The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

The deserted southwest region, the closer the barren land is to the southwest, the more desolate it is.

From the birth of the human race, after several times of development and reproduction, the human race still has not set foot in this ancient and wild region.

No one knows what exactly exists in the west and south of the wasteland.

There used to be rumors on the wasteland that the wasteland is not the only one in this world. The wasteland was once huge, but the wasteland is only part of the wasteland.

However, the rumors are rumors after all. For all living beings, the land they live in has not yet been figured out, and naturally they have no ability to explore outside.

The most prosperous era of the human race in the past few major eras has stopped in frontiers, not to mention the separation of the three kings on the barren land today, and the strength is three points. The three points of one acre of land are not clear, let alone no one goes. Pursuing what exists outside the nine territories of the barren land.

In the southwestern land, the unnamed barren mountains were filled with bright miasma, which obscured the sunlight in the sky, over the wild mountains, abrupt thunders exploded out of thin air, the sky filled with miasma, suddenly cracked like a spider web.

Click!

In the blink of an eye, the shattered sky was completely shattered and collapsed, and a hundred-foot-long, sharp beast horns slammed out of the void, and a stalwart aura filled the whole world.

Ten thousand beasts hibernated in the mountains and shrank on the ground, shivering in fright, the hundred-foot-long animal horns were dark with purple stripes, and shone with mysterious light. Behind the torn void, you can see the dark world of emptiness.

Along with the fragmentation of the space barrier, a dark warship emerged from the gloom. The warship was icy and vicissitudes of life, just like a great evil coming from the world, the air splattered down, and the mountains below cracked and cracks in the earth developed. It spread in all directions, swallowing countless beasts.

Boom!

The aura of the warship was so strong that it pierced the earth, the mountains collapsed, and the water veins and molten lava in the depths collided and rushed out, thick smoke billowed, and the mountains shook, but it dispelled the miasma of the sky.

The warship came to life. This is a very simple warship. The bow is an unknown horn, and the pavilions on the ship are like stone, overflowing with indescribable energy.

There are many figures standing on the boats. Each of these figures is shining brightly. They are extraordinary heroic and heroic. They are dressed in armors with gods, beast robes, and women's long skirts are fluttering. The green silk is like a waterfall, just like a goddess.

On the platform of the high building in the center of the battleship, there stood an old man, dressed in battle armor, shrouded in six divine lights, and outsiders looked as if they were in reincarnation dizziness.

The old man's eyes were squinting, looking down the square, seeing the sky full of miasma scenes, a cold flash in his eyes.

"What's the matter with this savage miasma, Elder Li Chi rests, and the younger generation just takes action."

In a pavilion in the warship, there was a young man with a jade-like face and an upright posture, with a smile looking at the situation in his hands.

Behind the youth stood two maids, one in Tsing Yi and the other in blue. The Tsing Yi was holding a silver light floating dust in his hands, and the Blue was holding a stone bowl.

The two daughters are graceful, with a warm breath, no less than the female sons of most backgrounds.

"Okay, then let's take a look at the Feng Yu clan's famous call for wind and rain."

The youth’s words fell, and laughter came from the battleship. The one who spoke was a silver-robed youth with a crown of three falling glazes. The god pattern on his chest was a god tiger entrenched in the gods. The god tiger pattern is like a god, as if he wanted Break out of the screen in general.

The silver-robed young man was not like the elder son of the Fengyu clan. He brought two maids who looked like flowers and jade, but behind him stood a strong man who was as strong as a mountain, as high as two feet.

"Brother Fengyu family, the younger sister will wait and see."

The so-called sedan chair is carried, and everyone can play with each other. As soon as the wind and rain master spoke, he attracted the praise of the descendants of the hermits.

The old man standing at the highest point also cast his eyes on the wind and rain master. There were deep gully between his eyebrows. Even if he stretched his brows, the gully was still clearly visible, which seemed a bit cold and unapproachable.

Seeing that everyone's eyes fell on him, the wind and rain master was very helpful, arched his hands around, and then took the stone bowl handed by the blue maid behind him.

"Go~"

As the wind and rain master hit the stone bowl out, the posture standing still on the spot did not move, a sharp aura broke out, condensed into an illusory figure in front of him, and then hit the stone bowl .

The stone bowl shook in the air and buzzed, and the void was suddenly moved by this fluctuation and passed in all directions.

The whistling sound in the stone bowl became louder and louder, and the sound of the wind swept through the world like a howling, and in the blink of an eye, all the emptiness and miasma swept away.

The wind and rain master was also very satisfied with his hand. He took the stone bowl back and gave it to the maid behind him, standing again with his hand holding his hand, looking down at the surroundings.

This is obvious, I'm ready, everyone.

"Well, it is worthy of being a descendant of Uncle Yu from the Three Emperors era. Brother Feng Yu has already cultivated to a very high level with his hand-crafted wind technique."

"The sky is clear, and the sky is clear. The wild land is a wild land. It is wild and miasma. It is not how the wild people of the border can stay."

"Savage, you have to stay in the wild, you guys are right."

"You can't say that, the savage is also a little capable, Brother Leiying, don't you think?"

In the blink of an eye, the words of the people from the ancients who were blowing to each other suddenly crooked the building, and everyone's eyes fell on the pavilion somewhere, Yiying Tianling.

Suddenly, Ying Tian Ling darkened his face and stared.

What could he do? Lei Ying Jue was trapped in the borderland. He didn't know his life or death. Many inquiries in the clan couldn't find where he was stuck, only that he fell into the hands of Bianhuang Daxia.

Da Xia is not so easy to knead, this is the Hou Bu with the king standing behind, they can't look down on the barren soil turtles above, but the problem is that they still have to weigh when they really start.

There is no king, and there is a king who can't make a move, the significance of this has gone.

For the ancient clans that are now declining, there are only three or four that have king's methods, and the rest is just an empty shell.

It's okay to brag, but if you really want to do it, forget it.

Well, everyone is in harmony.

The miasma was blown away, and the old man of the Li Chi clan also began to steer the warship, heading deeper into the wild and ancient land.

In fact, for them, these miasma are nothing at all. It is unnecessary to dispel the miasma, but everyone is from the land of human civilization, so naturally they must have a vigor.

On this warship, the elder sons of more than a dozen clans under the ancient clan alliance were carried on the ancient clan alliance. The giant relics were discovered in Bianhuang. To say that the entire Bianhuang has studied the ancient relics, it is none other than their ancient clan.

Thousands of years ago, due to the failure of Peeping Qi Luck and the suppression of the Great Yin King Court, they chose to hold a group for warmth, and they have always moved forward and retreated together.

This time the miracle that Bianhuang appeared, they did the same.

On the battleship, there are not only the young generations of the major clans, but there are also several old antiques in the battleship world. Although these people have not climbed to the king's realm, they have been up and down for thousands of years in the pioneering realm, and have gone through at least Two worlds.

Of course, their greatest reliance is this supreme king ship, a powerful war artifact passed down from the ancestors of the Li Chi clan. It is built from the bones of the descendants of true spirits within three generations. It is the most powerful offensive in the entire ancient clan alliance. Cutting tool.

The use of this supreme king ship this time is naturally to report to this relic of the kingdom of God, and I must have thoughts about it.

The ancient clans have been suppressed over the years, and the three kings have squeezed their living space.

There used to be thirty-nine Dao ancient clan names, but now there are only 14 Dao Dao. The weakest Lingyan clan and Puyang clan have fallen to the Ju clan, leaving only two or three clan elders in town. Fresh blood is not Birth, complete decline is in sight.

They once sat on the blessed ground and possessed a large number of high-level spiritual resources, but now they are not allowed to bow to reality. Although their strength is declining, their clan heritage is still there. There are many ancient classics and profound heritage, which can not be broken. Prohibition in.

...

The warship roared and headed away, spanning millions of miles across the mountains, and in the depths of the wilds, I saw the divine light that rushed into the sky among the colorful miasma, evolving the phantom of the innate true spirit.

"Chi God King Ship."

On the periphery of the relics of the Kingdom of God, a large mountain has been flattened, with two silhouettes standing up, and seeing the warships roaring in the distance, they were shocked.

Among the group of people is a middle-aged man in a dragon leather coat, his face is filled with a faint cyan mist, his eyes are always patrolling on the battleship.

To the southwest of the border, this ancient land has not been so lively even in the past 40,000 years. In the vast mountains and forests, clouds and mists are mixed with miasma.

In the mountains, you can see people walking through, and occasionally the void suddenly collapses somewhere, and a few figures appear. These people are either full of spirits or their eyes are as deep as the abyss.

Everyone who can have such an attitude is not an ordinary person. As time goes by, more and more people gather in the southwest of the border, and by the way, the border becomes turbulent.

...

The far northern land, the extreme north of the Gonggong domain, the place where the North Sea, Gonggong, and the wild and ancient land meet, the land is adjacent to the land, and the mountains stand between land and water, towering into the clouds. Ren.

No one knows how high this mountain is, it is already covered by thick clouds at the height of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, you can clearly see the rotating stars. Unlike the outsiders' imagination, the mountain top has neither a majestic temple nor a heavenly palace, but a deep big hole with no bottom.

There is a stone hall suspended in the center of the cave entrance, and there is a stone bridge in front of the hall to enter the hall.

Below the stone hall, a winding branch that looked like a vine fell down.

In the hall, an old man, dressed in a plain robe, with gray hair and bleak, sat calmly, his face was very ruddy, as if he was sleeping.

In front of the old man, there was a tree stump. The stump was three feet in size. Most of the bark on the surface had fallen off. The growth rings on the stump were clear, but cracks spread on the stump.

Click~

At this time, with a soft sound, the crack on the surface of the stump cracked again, causing the sleeping old man to wake up, and suddenly a breath of vicissitudes of life permeated.

The old man's eyes just started to become cloudy, and he reached out and rubbed his head.

After relaxing for a few breaths, his eyes gradually lit up, and the rotation of the sun and the moon was reflected in his eyes, and many pictures flashed in his eyes.

Rubbing his head, the old man looked at the tree stump in front of him with a wry smile.

"I'm old, this is how long I slept, and it splits again."

The old man carefully looked at the lines of the stump, and the annual rings of the spirit wood on the waste soil were large circles surrounded by small circles, one circle after another.

And the tree stump in front of him, the shape of the annual ring is very strange, it is a very irregular square, in some places the canine teeth are staggered, like a boundary line, the crack is cracked from the center of the stump's annual ring.

"No~"

The old man then shook his head again, and groaned softly, "Why is it so messy? What's wrong?"

Thinking about it, the old man reached out his hand and moved a little bit towards the stump, and then on the surface of the dry and cracked stump, there was a mysterious yellow light shining, like a black mirror with ripples.

Then the mirror surface began to change. The black and yellow were nine-pointed, each radiant, and there were undulating mountains and big rivers. In just a few breaths, it seemed that the earth's crust had evolved for hundreds of thousands of years, and gradually turned into nine places.

Soon, the old man's eyes fell to the southwest, and the sky above the border resembling the shape of the wasteland, clusters of purple light were shining, and the breath of various colors was intertwined, the lines were like hemp, turning into clouds and rain.

"Weird, why is luck so turbulent."

Suddenly, the old man's expression changed.

"Destiny!"

Then he annoyed: "How long is the old man sleeping, and he missed so many things, the Man of Heaven actually did it.

In a remote, uncivilized land, how could such a tyrannical luck arise, and why this one is still so chaotic."

In an instant, the old man made a move and nodded his eyebrows. The mysterious yellow boundary at the center of the eyebrows flashed away, and then his fingers were attached to his eyes, and his pupils also turned into a mysterious yellow.

At the same time, an illusory mysterious yellow figure appeared behind him, the whole body lingering in the chaos and chaos aura, which caused a shock in the surrounding void between his gestures.

At this moment, when the old man looked at the stake again, the messy and tangled thin strips of the border wasteland began to be sifted by the invisible big hand.

A black line emerged, this is a long river, what kind of hideous beast shadows, human faces and beast bodies, this is the breath of the monster race.

A black chain was shuttled, and there were roaring souls all over the chain. The number of men, women, and children was uncountable. This belonged to the slave hall.

A red feather feather, floating like a light hung, exudes a domineering atmosphere.

In addition, there is a purple light belonging to the Man of Heaven, a deep blue light, and its root cause.

The remaining lines are much weaker than these few lines, and do not affect the overall situation.

"Weird, how could this happen."

When the magical power dissipated, the old man became more puzzled. He could not see the situation clearly.

"It's a good thing that the frontier famine is flourishing. The Qiyun Xingqi has a stable ground pulse. The Divine Stele of the Glowing Domain has been displaced, and there should be no problems with the rest, otherwise the ground pulse will be turbulent, I am afraid that there will be big trouble.

What caused the chaos of breath this time, something must have happened."

The old man had thoughts in his eyes. After a long time, he was very clear about the cycle of cause and effect.

Everything has a cause and effect. Sometimes it is just a gust of wind at the beginning, and it may turn into a storm in the end, so the introduction is not a big event, sometimes it may be a trivial change.

There are traces of cause and effect, and a little thing plus a caring person behind it will make a big difference.

"Destiny man, you are also a bitter fellow, but unfortunately this'destiny' has to be in the hands of the human race. The earth veins have begun to be unstable. I hope you can understand it."

When the miraculous phenomenon in the temple disappeared, the old man tremblingly got up, walked out of the stone temple, stood on the top of the gods, and looked toward the south.

Outside the hall, the old man moved the corners of his mouth, his voice penetrated into nothingness and fell into the depths of the earth.

"Go and see what happened in the South of the Wasteland."

In the depths of the earth below Shenyue, the lying Xuanhuang Dimai raised its head, let out a roar, and headed south.

...

In the cavernous world, in the dim stone hall, the Destiny Man raised his head, a deep flash in his eyes, looking through nothingness.

"Houtu Town Youming, Mending the sky is about to appear."

"Alright, some things have been delayed for so long, and it's time to talk about the destiny."

...

In the southern part of the Central Desolate Region, on the land that has been ravaged by droughts, the bare surface is covered with cracks, and apart from the gravel, there is no greenery within a thousand miles.

On the wasteland, a beautiful figure walked, with her jade feet bare, stepping on the desolate ground. She was wearing a blue linen dress with a wooden hairpin pinned on her head, and she simply tied the blue silk.

Looking at the desolate land that had been ravaged by drought, the woman frowned slightly, and the golden crows in the sky dimmed a lot.

When she walked through the desolation and the greenery reappeared in her eyes, her brows were stretched out, and the sunlight between the sky and the earth became colorful.

...

Southwestern land.

Xia Tuo, who was in Lu Wu's prison, felt a little panicked, either panicked or panicked a little.

"I said Lord Guling, are you sure you can eat it in one bite, or let's forget it?"

In the palace, Xia Tuo Xia Tuo said to Gu Ling that he could not see the outside situation in the prison, but Gu Ling could perceive the outside world, and he had already told him the scene in the mountains outside.

It's a bit big trouble.

How can a faint legend of the Kingdom of God know about the Great Wilderness, and everyone rushed over in such a lively manner.

You must know that in the Great Wilderness, the supernatural power realm is already a strong one, and the realm is not easy to appear in front of ordinary warriors.

The real powerhouses are all gathered together. The more powerful the tribes and forces, the more resources they occupy, and the powerhouses will emerge in large numbers.

On the contrary, even if ordinary tribes have survived thousands of years, if there is no chance, there will be a ceiling in development, and they can only stay in one place.

This guy, how come so many people are running away.

Isn't it okay to take the practice at home?

What went wrong.

With many thoughts, Xia Tuo also had to shake his head. It seems that he underestimated the world's greed for miracles. There are more powerful people hidden in the wasteland. Even if only a small part of the heart is exposed, it will cause great turmoil.

At this time, is it a bit late to run?

Can anyone give an idea?

Very anxious.