The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

"A small and remote clan dared to call himself a clan, fearing that he would not have the slightest awe of Da Yin for a long time, and the respect he showed was only because he was not strong enough, and he had no choice but to think of a snake with my Da Yin King. "

The words of the Wild Dragon King made Xing King nod slightly.

"What I did thousands of years ago by Da Yin really made Bian Huang lose the heart of awe. After all, there is no supreme power to dominate the nine domains." King Xing sighed slightly, with a sigh in his eyes.

Then, he spoke again: "Times make heroes, so why not heroes make times. I have paid attention to the border shortage a long time ago. This person may not be in harmony with the Destiny."

"The name of the Mandate of Heaven has been passed down from ancient times to the present, and it has long become an alternative immortality. A small clan in a mere marginal area, no matter how strong it is, it can make waves."

The Wild Dragon King was a little disapproving, the legend of the Mandate of Heaven had already been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

The demise of the Ji family back then was driven by the Mandate of Heaven.

You must know that Ji's Great Zhou was the supreme court that ruled the nine realms, suppressed the whole world, and overlooked the sacred land of the heavens.

This kind of existence has been destroyed by the Destiny, and a deserted, remote place is not yet a plaything on the applause of the Destiny.

Even if the Daxia clan leader has a strategy in his chest, he can count as much as the Man of Heaven.

King Xing was not talking much, he took a deep look at the closed stone gate, his sturdy figure began to twist and disappeared in the mountains.

"Brother Xing Wang, you..." Seeing King Xing leave, King Huang Long said, and finally shook his head.

The world is getting chaotic. Although the Changshengjiao is in decline, it is still a big threat to Da Yin.

Also glanced at the closed stone gate, Huanglong King sighed: "Ren King, when will you leave the customs? Your luck will be chaotic. When the longevity education returns, you will inevitably seize the great fortune. When the time comes, the country will not rule the country and the clan will not , Everything will only be taught by longevity."

In the sound of sigh, the figure of the Wild Dragon King also disappeared in the mountains.

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Borderland, Jingtianguan.

Since the defeat of the Demon Snake Clan and the Demon Peng Clan obtained the Totem Seed, for more than half a year, except for the sporadic little demon who fled from the demon clan's defeat, there has been no impact from the Demon Clan's formation in Jingtianguan.

The battle between the Demon Peng and the Demon Snake is in full swing, and the elite guards of the Demon Peng Clan are working hard to encircle and suppress the Demon Snake Clan in order to obtain the Destiny Totem.

The demon snake clan that has lost the protection of the golden dragon python clan, although the strong are less than the demon peng clan, it can't hold back the large number of snake clan.

In order to keep the two fate totem species, the snake clan and the blue dragon, the snake clan can be said to fight, large and small snake clan fights against the enemy, desperately fighting with the demon peng clan, and the demon blood stains the earth.

Taking advantage of this effort, on the side of Jingtian City, the Daxia Clan sent a large number of witch-cultivators to create two spiritual veins under the mountains on the north and south sides of Jingtian City, which were used as energy storage for the ancient witch formation.

Not only is Jingtian City busy here, Jingtian City goes all the way to the south, along the gates of the original anti-monster line of the Daqi Royal Ministry, Daxia plans to gradually repair twelve of them, and re-establish the entire eastern line of defense. .

Enshrined in the secret platform, Sikong Huai and the strong members of the clan have begun to re-examine the previous relics in preparation for the restoration of the Tianguan.

...

A huge battleship hangs in the air on the ruins of an abandoned Guancheng a thousand miles to the east of Baibar City, and many people stand on the battleship.

"Take note, Nanyang Pass is still there, and it can be rebuilt on the original site without spending extra spiritual crystals to cultivate spiritual veins." On the bow of the ship, Si Konghuai spoke, and the young man behind him hurriedly recorded his words in the book.

Roar~ roar~ roar~

call out!call out!call out!

At this moment, there was a roar from the mountains below, and countless roars sounded. In the mountains and forests, one by one, naked and painted with various runes, they attacked the battleship.

The battleship was not high off the ground, and the arrows clanged under the battleship, making a clanging sound.

This situation has long been commonplace for the people on the battleship. Ever since they stepped into the mountains of the Southeast, they discovered that there were many small savages in the mountains. After seeing the battleship, all of them seemed to be crazy.

"It's really a treasure place here. That vein is probably no less than Rank 6."

When Sikong Huai came out, Long Xiangsheng naturally followed him. He hadn't stayed beside Sikong Huai for hundreds of years. He also had his own opinion on the trend of the earth veins on the earth, mountains and rivers.

Shanyang Pass was a pass on the front line of Daqi's defense back then, but this pass is not important and has been abandoned after so many years.

A hundred miles away in Shanyang Pass, under the mountain, is a savage tent, where many savage digging veins are fine iron ore.

With Long Xiangsheng’s words, Sikong Huai nodded and replied: “This mountain of mineral veins, with clouds forming on it, and descending towards the rising curtain, like a dragon and tiger standing on top of each other, acting as a gold and iron edge. The god of gold just doesn’t know the output."

After that, he said again: "This is the place where the three spiritual essences we found when we entered the southeast land."

"Yes." Long Xiangsheng nodded, and said, "This is the third place. It seems that it is also under the control of the Yingzou clan. It seems that this Yingzou tribe is not devoid of mountains or dew, but not less boring. The sound has made a fortune, and even so many barbarians have been brought into his subordinates. Going back to report to the clan owner, the Yinglu clan is really not to be underestimated."

"Go, heading south."

The battleship roared and walked through the mountains, leaving behind the savages on the ground, barking their teeth and claws in anger.

...

A hundred barbarians city in the southeast of the border desert.

This is an ancient city standing in the mountains. The surface of the stone temple platform in the city is carved with some monstrous and weird human figures, with rough style and simple lines.

Since the demons raged, Baiman City has been one of the few human cities on the southeast land. The reason why this city survived is also thanks to the shelter of the Yingzu clan.

The city wall, which is more than five hundred meters high, is covered with various potholes, and there are bloody dry marks that are chopped by knives, axes and axes, covering one layer and the other, and the denseness has long been unclear.

At the gate of the cave, some of the warriors passing by were directly naked, and the lower body was directly wrapped in a simple animal skin. The back of the arm was painted with various tattoos with special dyes, and the hair was tied into small braids.

The sturdy warrior, dragging the blood-stained fierce beast, walked into the city without hesitation, opening his mouth and shouting loudly.

Roar~

A fierce tiger roar shook the mountains and forests, and then a strong man in half-length armor in the distance, holding two giant axes in his hands, riding on the back of a three-foot-sized black tiger, flew over the mountains and forests.

Roar roar~

The black tiger roared and caused the warriors who came and went to avoid them one after another. The strong man drove the black tiger into the city, rammed on the stone path, and caused the past warriors to stagger, but no one dared to speak.

Heihu went all the way and rushed directly into the huge mansion in the middle of the city.

Compared with the fall of Baibar City, this mansion in the city is much more spectacular in comparison. The mansion faces south, and the front door is a thousand-meter-sized Blackstone Square. In the square, there are heads of exotic beasts that are rare in the South. Stone statue.

The archway of the stone statue is a thousand-foot-high archway with four ancient characters on it.

Hou Mansion of Baiman.

Baimanhou, one of the leaders of many savage tribes in the southern part of the border.

The reason why the people have been able to sit in the deserted southern Xinjiang for so many years is precisely because they have a good relationship with the wild people in the wild and ancient land.

Although the savages are backward in civilization, it is precisely this kind of barbarism that will cause great harm to the civilization of the city once it occurs.

These savages are insane, even if they die, they will bite off a piece of other people’s flesh. They believe in the spirits of the mountains as totems, and the old witch sacrifice is their guide in the world, as long as the old witch sacrifice speaks. , The barbarian can be desperate.

Therefore, a long time ago, the Yinglu tribe began to deal with the old witch sacrifices among the savages. Baimanhou was a savage old witch sacrifice inherited in the depths of the wild southwest of the border.

Controlling the old witch sacrifice of the barbarians is tantamount to controlling the stability of the barbarians. These barbarians can also rise up resources in the depths of the wild land to supply the sham.

Using savages to rule savages has been the strategy of the Yingzu tribe over the years.

But I have to say that this strategy is very good. In recent years, the barbarians have attacked the city less and less. Instead, the Yingzu tribe has used the barbarians to continuously obtain a lot of resources from the wild ancient land.

Through the Baimanhou Mansion in the City of Baiman, it can be seen that the old witch sacrifice among the savages has already left their tribe.

...

Hou Mansion of Baiman.

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Haohu jumped off his big tiger and rushed into the hall with two big axes.

This hall of the Hou Mansion was specially built by the Yingzu tribe for the old witch sacrifices of the Barbarian tribe.

There are carved beams and pillars in the hall, clouds and mists are lingering, and there is a witch spirit array running. After the tiger stepped into the hall, he felt a coldness spread into his body, and suddenly his pace slowed a little.

"What happened, so flustered."

In the center of the main hall is a spiritual pond. On the spiritual pond is floating a black lotus flower. On the nine petals of the lotus flower, a blood candle burns on each of them. The candle flame is faint, making the void a little distorted.

Cang Dang.

Qianhu put down the giant axe in his hand, and then he knelt on the ground, his forehead touched the ground, and Lao Gao puffed his ass.

"Master Wu Ji, a stranger has arrived in the mountains to the east."

"Where did the stranger come from, the messenger from the Yingzu tribe came?"

On the lotus platform, there is a figure wearing a black robe, his face painted with strange patterns in bright red dye, with wrinkles on his face.

Hearing what Haohu said, thoughts appeared in his eyes.

"It shouldn't be. It's not time to hand over the veins, not to mention that someone from the Yinglu tribe must inform my Hou Mansion."

"Master Huijiji, not the Yingzu tribe." The tiger who has been kneeling down said with a voice: "I don't know where they came from, but I am interested in the broken walls in the east."

"Well, you go down, I know."

He swung away the Xihu, the witch priest opened his mouth, and suddenly the blood candles lit on the lotus petals around him turned into a torrent and sucked into his mouth. Then his face was covered with bloody flames, and his face was left with the appearance of a skeleton. .

At this moment, Hao Hu, who had withdrawn from the main hall, walked in again cautiously and fell to the ground with a puff.

"Witch~Master Wu Ji, I haven't finished talking yet."

Phoo~

In the blink of an eye, the witch priest inhaled the fire on his face into his abdomen, his face regained its flesh and blood appearance, and he looked at the pouting butt-high Qihu.

"Say."

Hearing the sound, Haohu shuddered first, and then said: "Those people have flying boats, and ordinary people can't shoot through arrows."

"A flying ship?" Wu Ji muttered and asked, "Where did they go?"

"Going south."

"To the south is the Houfu of Heifang, Shanling and other tribes. What are they going to do to the south." Wu Ji hesitated and waved Haohu back again.

Then, he opened his mouth and spit out a gloomy fire, which turned into a black firebird between his shriveled palms, screamed and flew towards the outside of the hall.

Baiman does not refer to a hundred barbarian tribes, but refers to the large and small barbarian tribes living in the mountains of the southeast. There are no fewer than thousands of them.

They were still living in the wild and ancient land six thousand years ago. Later, under the arrangement of the Yinglu tribe, they moved out of the wild and ancient land, step by step to the southernmost part of the borderland southeast, which is considered to be out of the wild range.

After thousands of years of migration, he finally settled down in this mountain and wild, and he was given the gift of Baimanhou.

They occupy the southeast and south of the border, but it does not mean that there are no barbarian tribes to the south, not only there are many, and they are not a family in the Hundred Barbarian Alliance, and they often fight at the border.

...

The ancient city of .

As a clan land of the clan, it has been in business for more than ten thousand years. The ancient city has accumulated the heritage of the years. There are savages everywhere in the city, but these savages are wearing beast robes, if not because of their tall stature, they look harmonious Human race is no different.

"Daxia, what did they want to do, they stretched their hands to the place of my clan!"

In a huge hall, there was a voice like thunder, and the man who opened his mouth was a man with a flame mark between his eyebrows. His body was scorching hot and his mouth was spitting fragrance.

"Something, I really think that after a thousand years of development, you can become the leader of the borderline. The Daqi was not finished, and the clan was destroyed."

"shut up!"

Soon, another voice in the main hall berated the flame man's words.

There are a total of five figures in the hall, and the breath on their body is like a volcano that has accumulated, which makes the breath in the hall dull.

The old man at the top with white beard, but with a ruddy complexion and a deep breath like an abyss, is the Lord of the Clan.

"Clan Lord, Da Xia dares to stretch out his paws and must be cut off for him. I really think that I am a bully!"

The flame man Zhu Rongshen continued to speak, revealing a fragrance, and said: "What the hell, shit Daxia clan lord, see if I can twist his head off as a chamber pot."

"Yes, I agree with Elder Zhu Rong's idea!"

Tweeted~

With a soft cry, an imaginary bird appeared in the hall, surrounded by black flames, and then the flames exploded, turning into characters.

"It’s the news from Nan Linghou Mansion, damn it. Nan Linghou Mansion is in the southernmost part of the Southeast, and to the south is a wild and ancient land. What do the people of Daxia run there? Do you want to be whimsical? Conquer these savages?"

The three elders of Yinglu, Yingluxing spoke, a flash of contempt in his eyes.

Is it so easy for a barbarian to subdue it!

Even though he had the blood of barbarians, he paid a great price in the process of subduing these barbarians. In the end, he ruled the barbarians by the barbarians to make these barbarians obedient.

Even so, these barbarians from time to time also make some moths, and every time tens of thousands of people die in a bloody fight, it is a small incident.

Compared to the elders in the main hall arguing, the owner of the Yingzou clan is silent. The neighbor in the north is getting stronger and stronger. I thought that even if his migrating clan entered the middle of the border, it would be nothing more than a garish. In comparison, Yingzhao is still a younger brother.

Unexpectedly, how long has this been stable, and it has only been a hundred years since he was full of calculations. This guy actually dared to go to war with the monster clan directly.

Where is Daxia's courage, fighting against the monster race.

King?

The one behind the king who knocked the king of the Tengu tribe into the air with one blow?

The legendary descendant of Emperor Gao Tao?

The question is, since then, has the king of Daxia appeared again?

There is a king behind Daxia, is there no one behind him?

Be your patriarch in peace and stability. Isn’t it good to make a fortune in a place where the sky is high and the king is far away?

Is there a pit in the brain!

is not it!

The call from Nanlinghou's Mansion also said one thing, that the Void Warship went south.

What is Daxia doing.

"Patriarch, if you want me, let's step back and let Daxia think that we are weak. I don't think this can be done. I will meet the Daxia Patriarch in person to see what they are going to do."

Zhu Rongshen spoke, eyes fierce, as if flames were beating.

There are two major blood branches of the Yinglu tribe, one is Yinglu, the other is Zhu Rong, and the two major bloodlines are the clan leaders. Now it happens to be the era when the one line of Yinglu is the clan leader.

Zhu Rongshen was very angry with the silent owner of the clan. He felt that it was the weakness of the owner of the clan that made Daxia feel that they were good bullies.

"If you don't go, Patriarch, I will go."

"Zhu Rongshen, you are presumptuous, how can you talk to the clan leader." Zhu Rongjiang, the great elder who had not spoken, opened his eyes. He had been squinting before, as if he was asleep.

After scolding Zhu Rongshen, he looked at the clan master of Yinglu and said: "Clan master, this is not the way to go.

At the beginning, we opened the border with the Daxia clan in the deserted area that was caused by drought and man-made disasters in the north. Daxia did not go south, and we were considered successful.

But this time Daxia suddenly fought against the monster clan, and went all the way south along the frontier east. The clan owner, several large mines in our clan are all on the east line.

The resources of some of these veins were needed by the royal family of Tianyao, if something went wrong, Tianyao would not be easy to explain."

Looking up at the Great Elder, the Clan Lord Yingzou nodded.

His ambition is not big, he just wants to stick to the southern land.

Speaking of the frontier wasteland in the eyes of all domains, if it is placed on the frontier wasteland, the southern part of the frontier wasteland is also a barbarian land in the eyes of the people in the northern part of the frontier wasteland. This is a chain of contempt.

Since it is the lowest end of the contempt chain, the clan thrives and develops here, and does not provoke others. Isn't that good?

"Clan Lord, you can't retreat this time, otherwise the northern tribes will be more prosperous."

"Patriarch, I agree with the grand elder's statement."

...

"Okay, I will go north to Daxia and meet Daxia Clan Master in person."

In the end, the master of the family spoke.

"Clan Lord, I have another suggestion to take down the warship going south." Zhu Rongshen did not stop, and continued to speak.

"it is good."

This time, the lord of the clan did not refuse, but he went on to say: "There is no need for us to do it personally, to pass the order to the barbarians such as Baiman, Heifang, Mountain Spirit, Tree Bone, etc., to let them do it."

Over the years, in the vast wilderness of the east and south, the savages of the Yinglu tribe have inherited hundreds of them, and they are called the big and small barbarians.

As for the imperial emperor to appoint them as lords and the monkeys to win the crown, what's the problem?

The south of the wild, the savage land, the sky is high and Wang Tingyuan, what is not a matter of words.

It is this kind of arrogantly dividing the inheritors of the barbarians witch sacrifices and building them the city and marquis mansion. These barbarians are under the control of the Yingzu tribe.

And what the Yingzou clan gave out were just a few false names. Throwing a stone at the moment may throw it into a certain Hou's territory.

For the barbarians, it's very simple. Take out a blank edict and talk about it. What do you want to call Hou, Zhuantianhou or Shishihou, write it for you on the spot.

As for the qualifications of , if they do not overstep, the barbarians can't even go out of the border, they know that Sang is the most powerful tribe in this land, and the others know a fart.

Since then, relying on such enfeoffment, the barbarians are very happy. Every Hou Mansion controls many barbarian tribes. The ore and prey they mined must be turned over to the Yinglu tribe, and Yinglu does not need to use human hands. Into the mountain hunting and gathering.

Today, in the southern part of the land, there are many wild people in Lin Shen, and Brother Hou is everywhere.

...

Sikonghuai and his party have already arrived at the southernmost part of the southeast of the border wilderness, where it meets the barren ancient land. There is also a pass here, Zhennan Pass.

Speaking of this pass, it has a deep relationship with the Zingzu tribe. This pass was built to be stationed, and it was all handled by the Zangzu tribe.

It was just that with the collapse of Daqi, the monster race marched into the border, the front line of Tianguan became a decoration, and gradually the also gave up the garrison.

Now Zhennanguan is occupied by barbarians all the time.

That's right, Zhennanhou!

The name is mighty but not mighty, but in fact, among the many barbarians in this land, Zhennanhou is very weak. The total number of barbarian tribes controlled by Zhennanhou’s mansion is only over one hundred, so he was squeezed to the far south. Here, guarding the poor mountains and rivers, the tiger wood wolf forest, greet the monkeys every day.

"This is the fourth person to be sealed." Sikong Huai smiled lightly on the Void Battleship above Zhennanguan City. The more remote this place is, the less awe-inspiring it is.

No way, everything in the abandoned town of Nanguan is in tatters, but the central Hou Mansion is the most majestic, covering an area of ​​100 acres, and there are tall archways outside the door.

The four big characters in Zhennan Houfu are pretty.

At this moment, the monkeys of the Zhennan Houfu were raising their heads and roaring, one after another, arrows flew into the sky, hitting the warship, clinking, and then falling down and piercing their own people.

Zhennanhou was wearing a gorgeous animal robe, it looked like a monkey in his clothes, standing on the highest stone hall, giving orders, directing the monkeys below to attack the ship, clamoring to be his rider. .

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