The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Xia Tuo looked at the skeleton man in front of him solemnly. This is definitely a terrifying existence. Having been suppressed in the prison for so many years, even the Tao Emperor Gao who built the prison has been sitting down. This guy is still alive and kicking.

This particular person can no longer be regarded as a person.

"What's there to say about the Mandate of Heaven? It's just an opportunistic guy."

Regarding Xia Tuo's question, the white fat boy sitting in the Skull Heavenly Spirit spoke, "I have the supreme method here to achieve longevity, my little friends are so destined, and the old man will send you to you."

The gracious look of the bony villain made Xia Tuo feel a little bit cold behind him, and he must not let this guy ask questions, otherwise he would not answer, nor would he not answer.

"Senior Good Fortune Tong Xuan, how can the Destiny in a mere comparison with the predecessors, I don't think the Destiny can even match the predecessors in case.

As the saying goes, it’s a good thing, even if it’s an old monster who has lived for a long time, it’s impossible to put a good word on it and just like to listen to it.

The current situation is only dragging, dragging it until the unreliable drum spirit appears.

"Senior is so martial and martial, eternal years will not fall, the man of Destiny who needs to endure the suffering of reincarnation, facing the senior, can only bow down."

"En, yes." The little skull nodded, he was very comfortable with Xia Tuo's words, and then said: "The old man is immortal, immortal, without reincarnation, how can he be comparable to the one who reincarnated in a thousand years? Little friends, we two are really predestined, and we have similar opinions."

Others say that he will never die, Xia Tuo will definitely spray his face, but the guy in front of him stands in front of him alive, and he can't believe it.

Secretly cursing that Drum Ling is unreliable, Xia Tuo went on to say: "The seniors have great supernatural powers, and the younger generations admire them so much. Could the seniors tell me about his reputation so that the younger generations can respect and orderly."

It must be coaxed, otherwise the skeleton man asked if he could go out, but it would be troublesome.

"Haha, yes, the old man's reputation was a long time ago, and it was indeed a wasteland." Under Xia Tuo's compliment, the Skeleton Man's expression became more relaxed.

"The old man is called Bone Man, who was born in the age of the human race ~ should be regarded as the age of the Emperor Shennong." At this point, the man on the bone looked at Xia Tuo with a smile, and said: "If the little friend enters the cycle of reincarnation in the future, you can read the old man's Name, to ensure that you do not fall into the ignorance of samsara."

Born in the era of the Emperor Shennong, this is definitely a big evil. Lu Wu's sacred prison was established in the middle and late period of the Five Emperors era, and is far behind the era of the Emperor. This guy has been in trouble for a long time.

Seeing that the Skeleton Man had finished speaking, Xia Tuo hurriedly asked, "Senior was born in the Shennong era. If he was ordered to be inferior to Senior, I am afraid that he would even be younger than Senior."

The bone man who was about to speak, his brows frowned slightly when he heard Xia Tuo's words, and said, "Although the old man is better than the poor guy, he doesn't bother to lie. The Man of Heaven is the first generation of the Human Race Fuxi. It's an era."

"The first generation Fuxi?"

Immediately afterwards, Xia Tuo caught a word and groaned softly: "Senior can you solve the puzzle."

"You don't even know the first generation of Fuxi?" Hearing the sound, the man on the bone raised his eyebrows and said softly: "Should these human biographies be passed down by name to the entire wasteland?"

After whispering a word, the person on the bone continued: "Human Emperor Fuxi represents an era, and the Fuxi clan does not only refer to one person. The Fuxi clan emperor has been passed down for three generations, and the three generations of Fuxi clan emperor have lived in the Great Wilderness. Thirty-nine thousand six hundred years.

In the last years of the third generation of Fuxi, the Emperor Fuxi estimated that his time limit was approaching, the fortunes would be scattered, and the reappearance of the Fuxi family would be unstable in the world, so he gave up the throne to the great sage Shennong.

Renhuang Shennong has been passed down for five generations in total, with an age of 367,000, of which the first generation of Shennong has been in the Great Wilderness for 129,600 years, and finally passed on to his descendants and disappeared.

In the last year of the fifth generation of Shennong, the wasteland was turbulent, the last emperor of Shennong disappeared, and the Emperor Xuanyuan rose in the center of the wasteland in the deer wasteland for generations. He ascended to the throne of the people and lived for 197,000 years. The dragon went away and disappeared not see.

Since the end of the Three Emperors era, the years have spanned more than 800,000 years."

The words of the person on the bones are fake if they are not shocked. They are somewhat new to the Three Emperors that Xia Tuo heard. They seem to be a few words, but they are hundreds of thousands of years.

For a long time, the wasteland has been recounted by Yankang, Longhan, and Chiming. The three eras combined do not exceed 400,000 years. Moreover, the Chiming era has only grown to more than 40,000 years.

Three to four hundred thousand years is a long time for ordinary people, but for the king’s tens of thousands of years of life, it’s nothing at all. If it’s like a person on the bones, the wasteland has a history of more than a million years. Now, this is normal.

Wait, this guy in front of you has lived for a million years!

Xia Tuo: "..."

Back then, Xia, a simple and unsophisticated young man in the Wilderness, was already very satisfied because he could live to be a hundred years old and shot the system to death.

XX has a xx, people are really more dead than people.

Seeing that the person on the bone was about to speak again, Xia Tuo reacted hurriedly and said: "Senior is really knowledgeable. The Three Emperors Era is so stalwart. I don't know if the Five Emperors Era is the same as the Three Emperors Era."

"The five emperors are all inherited for the first time. After the Emperor Xuanyuan’s imperial dragon flew into the sky, the wasteland fell into turmoil for a long time, probably for more than 80,000 years. Shaohao, who was flowing with the blood of the Emperor Xuanyuan, rose to the east. The bird was an official, and was entrusted to the left and right, and finally migrated to the central area of ​​the great wilderness, where all ethnic groups respected."

"Senior, the era when the Three Emperors and Five Emperors lived, is it the Yankang era?"

"Yankang~" The man on the bone raised his brows and said: "What Yankang, the old man lived in the era of mountains and seas. At that time, there were occasional remnants of the true spirit of heaven and earth on the wasteland. You don't know the flesh of the true spirit of heaven and earth. That's a fragrance."

Speaking of this, the person on bone pursed his mouth, and his eyes showed a look of aftertaste.

Seeing the person on the bone sinking into thinking, Xia Tuo felt a little anxious. Guling was really unreliable, and he didn't know what to ask.

"Senior, didn't the Heaven and Earth True Spirit have entered into an eternal contract with my human race? That..."

Before Xia Tuo finished speaking, he was interrupted by the person on the bone, and said, "What's the matter with Old Man Guan? What's wrong with eating a real spirit?"

Got~ Xia Tuo seemed to understand, why this guy was detained in a jail, he was simply a lawless lord.

"The wasteland is so messy, people would be dead for a long time if they didn't serve themselves."

The person on the bone coldly snorted disapprovingly. Suddenly he reacted and said, "Little friend, I have a problem."

"Senior, you have been in the prison for so many years, have you seen Emperor Gao Tao?"

"Hmm~"

It's a pity that this time the person on the bones looked frozen, and did not care about this question, but asked: "Did you intentionally prevent the old man from speaking."

"Why did the senior say this?" Xia Tuo was shocked and said hurriedly: "Senior has the guts to deceive seniors."

"Well, let me ask you, can the old man go out?"

That's it!

At this moment, the originally kind skeleton villain, a faint black smoke floated on the white fat body, thousands of demon shadows were derived from the black air, and the white body began to float and become black.

It is a pity that in the tumbling mist this time, there is no such stalwart figure with sharp horns like a blue sheep that appeared last time.

When the horrible breath burst, Xia Tuo felt that his soul was going to die, even if it was a golden body with good luck and virtue, at this moment, he could not hold back the trembling of the soul, it was truly a great terror.

For Xia Tuo, the fourth step of Didi Realm, the primordial spirit is quasi-immortal, even if a ghostly phantom appeared in front of him, it was nothing more than a wave of destruction to him.

But at this moment, there was a big difference. The black magic shadow was indescribable, causing him to tremble with fear in his heart.

"You said, can I go out?"

The black mist filled the sky, and the man on bone had disappeared. Instead, in the black mist, a huge skeleton composed of hundreds of millions of tiny skeletons, the pitch-black little man sat in the sky of the big skeleton, looking at Xia Tuo.

"Say~"

The sound was thunderous, and the Qiyun Shenhua surrounded by Xia Tuo Yuanshen buzzed, and there appeared fine cracks, followed by a complete cracking into hundreds of purple flowers.

This kind of voice is as if the Demon King is threatening ordinary people. Xia Tuo can't support it. There is no doubt that this answer is simple, but the consequences are unpredictable.

"Say, can I go out?"

"I have the law of immortality, and when I go out, I can grant you the art of immortality."

Every word in the voice seemed to be engraved in Xia Tuo's spiritual world like a divine man using an axe and chisel.

Xia Tuo Yuanshen only left a trace of Qingming consciousness, only guarding the immortal platform.

"Say, can I go out!"

"No~"

Resisting the coercion of the boundless terror, the corners of Xia Tuo's mouth had become crimson.

The man on the bone in front of him is so powerful, it can be said that he is immortal in another kind of life, and the reason why he has to come to him in this way is self-evident.

According to legend, there are ghosts and demons on the wasteland that are difficult to transform, so they will sneak into the tribe to find people under the night. When they find them, they will ask if they are visible.

If the answer is tangible, the ghost can emerge from the illusion and become tangible, and if the answer is not, the ghost will be tyrannical and even kill.

In the tradition of the wizard, this is called confession.

The scene in front of him is similar to this ban. The person on the bone has been trapped in Lu Wu's sacred prison for hundreds of thousands of years. In terms of his strength, it is absolutely terrifying. If he can still be trapped in the prison right now, he must be affected. Some kind of ban.

Therefore, this "Yes" is absolutely impossible to say.

Although he is afraid of death, he is not a good person, but there are some things that can be done, and some people can't do it.

"No!"

Teeth tightened, Xia Tuo's voice finally came out,

Ah~

In an instant, the huge skull head in the black smoke burst into black flames all over the body. The flames are made up of countless black dragons. The villain sitting at the heavenly spirit is bloody and gurgling. .

In the blink of an eye, Xia Tuo found himself in a sea of ​​blood.

"let me out."

In a sea of ​​blood, not far from Xia Tuo's eyes, the little man stared at him.

"impossible!"

Sticking to his heart, Xia Tuo recognized this sentence, no matter how the ten thousand demons danced wildly in his eyes, the blood sea and the black flames, he only had three words, impossible.

"What sin do I have? I was born in the Shennong era, and was conceived in the body of a woman. I am considered to be of the same blood with the human race. Why should I be trapped here."

The man on the bone roared, and said: "The sky is cracked. What is it to do with the old man? I am trapped here. When I go out, the blood will be washed away."

Xia Tuo didn't dare to talk nonsense even more when the man on the bone shouted so. If this guy released such a big murderer and killed him in the wasteland, this karma fist fell on him.

"Little friend, let me go out, and I will clean up the great wasteland. You are the emperor of the world, standing shoulder to shoulder with the three emperors, and mingling with the five emperors."

Xia Tuo kept his mind silent, and cleaned up the wasteland. What kind of person he should be, this guy really has a brain, and he has no brain.

"Can I go out?"

"No!"

In the next moment, Xia Tuo only felt that thousands of words rang in his soul, and in his perception, it was the words'Can I go out'.

"No!"

At this time, it is absolutely impossible to say wrong, and one mistake will be forever.

"Can I go out?"

"No!"

Under the boundless pressure, Xia Tuo Yuanshen also ignited purple-cyan fireworks, and his body was as bright as the sun. At this moment, there was a roar from the prison, as if a favorable arrow had penetrated the sky.

Seeing the clouds and mist in the sky, a copper pen about one foot long and covered with patina came from a distance and fell into Xia Tuo's hands.

In an instant, the cyan light flashed on the bronze pen, and Xia Tuo only felt a clear stream passing through his body, alleviating his extremely heavy pressure.

Judge pen!

Used by God Prison Judges!

Reward the good and punish the evil, and punish the justice.

Grabbing the judge's pen, Xia Tuo began to outline the void in front of him.

Not allowed.

The two quaint large characters manifested under the cyan light flowing from the tip of the bronze pen, and for a time there was the sound of the collision of gold and iron in the void.

A chain of cyan chains came through, locking the person on the bone, and the cyan chain directly smashed the skeleton incarnation of the person on the bone, locked his real body, and dragged it away.

"let me go."

A hoarse roar sounded in the mouth of the villain among the skeletons.

Phoo~

Until this moment, Xia Tuofang took a sigh of relief, only feeling tired, his head in a trance, and he wanted to fall down.

A blue light flashed on the judge's pen again, and the cool breath went smoothly into the palm of his body, giving him a warm feeling. Only for a moment, Xia Tuo felt that the tiredness of his soul was reduced by 90%.

The Judge's pen is about one foot long and shaped like a brush. The barrel looks like a bronze cast. The three characters' Judge' are embossed on the surface. Of course, these three characters are very old fonts.

While thinking about it, the judge's pen glowed blue, disappeared in Xia Tuo's palm, and appeared in the hands of the soul in the blink of an eye.

A strange look appeared in Xia Tuo's eyes. Is this the judge of the prison?

From a prisoner to a grand judge, how many levels have been crossed in a row? Is the birth too fast?

After he settled his thoughts, Xia Tuo came to the palace and found that Gu Ling was still portraying his ass and frescoes. He seemed to have no idea what had just happened.

It seems that this guy can't count on it anymore. After all, his nerves are split into eighteen ways, so what else can he count on.

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