The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

For a moment, there was a strange silence, and Mr. Zhiyan Long felt a little... panicked.

With his strength, even if he meets the king, he can retreat with his whole body, but...

The king also has different strengths.

At this moment he felt that he had fallen into prison.

boom!

At this moment, the flaming holy light floated on Lord Zhiyan Long, reflecting the phantom of the nine great suns. However, this is not over yet, and there are gurgling water patterns on his body, which outlines a dark laurel moon. .

This scene made Xia Tuo surprised. As expected, he was a strong man who had already stepped into the Open Heaven realm with half of his foot. He had to take it. It was said that Lord Zhiyan Long was eroded by the weak water and confused the sun, and he couldn't get it all. Enter the open sky.

Now it seems that it is much more than that, nine yang and nine yin, this is the yin-yang road.

Nine Suns respect the power of the sun, and Nine Yin relies on the power of the Moon Flower. This Burning Flame Dragon Lord wants to control the Yin and Yang to seize the good fortune. Once controlled, this is the supreme way of life and death.

"Yin and Yang reconcile, very good king soul."

In an instant, it seemed as if time had stagnated here, the skull head of the bone man closed its head, and the yin and yang divine light gathered on Lord Zhiyanlong suddenly dimmed, as if it was exhausted and completely withered.

everything is over.

Half-footed Burning Dragon Lord who stepped into the Open Heaven Realm, his pupils dilated, and a dragon roar sounded, as if the dragon soul created by the glazed gold god was dragged out of his heavenly spirit, exuding panic waves.

It is a pity that no matter how hard he struggles, the dragon soul with a trace of the Dao pattern around the time was swallowed into the mouth by the master, turned into a ball of golden light, and was sucked clean by the little fat man.

"Well, yes, it still feels a little bit."

The mouth closed a few times, and the man of bone nodded.

This scene made Xia Tuo a little startled, so it was over?

Keeping this bone frame in the prison of God, it seems that the sages are still very upright in the overall situation. It is strange that the world can be quiet when such a guy goes out.

Eat the king, look at the wilderness, how many kings can be enough for him.

The Burning Dragon Lord, who lost his soul, exploded with two kinds of yin and yang lights on his body. It turned into the appearance of the body. It is a golden dragon, surrounded by water and fire. Some of the fire patterns of the Yang have already been branded with nine patterns.

The scales of the grindstone-sized dragon shimmered with metallic luster, with its first antlers, four legs and three claws, which were very close to the appearance of a real dragon.

"Senior Bone is great, you're tired all the time, take a rest quickly."

Xia Tuo opened his mouth, motioning to Drum Ling, and quickly took away this quasi-king realm dragon body, so he must not be eaten by the person on the bone.

The Burning Dragon Lord definitely has the power of a king, and he has not been promoted to Kaitian for a long time. This is because he is holding a big move and wants to control the nine yin and nine yang. Even the soul is transformed into the immortal king's soul. The body can already be called the seventh-order king material.

The Burning Dragon Lord, who turned into his body, is more than six hundred meters in size. Is he not fragrant when he pulls it back to forge a king ship?

Dragon meat can also be distributed to other powerhouses in the clan to eat. It is also good to improve your strength. At most, eating it to the bones is just to fight the teeth, and it is useless.

In the blink of an eye, Gu Ling took away the bones of the Burning Dragon Lord. Without any hands, this dragon body had no scars at all, and the flesh and blood was full of dragon power, which was simply a treasure.

Sent it out.

"Senior Bone is really strong and strong, and the prestige is not diminished. The younger generation admired it." Xia Tuo smiled flatteringly, and was not idle in his hand. Holding a witch spirit wall stone, he swallowed the Burning Dragon Junlong. The vision of the soul was imprinted.

"What are you taking?" The Master Bones looked at Xia Tuo, and he could see the effect of the Wulingbi Stone at a glance.

"Naturally want to spread your old reputation."

Hearing the sound, the little white fat man at the human and heavenly spirit on the bone showed a weird smile.

Then he walked towards the depths of Lu's prison, eating such an immortal dragon soul, it is also a great make up for the person on the bones. For these years, he has been miserable in the prison, eating and drinking. No, if he could live without drinking the wind, he would have starved to death.

This laugh made Xia Tuo shiver. The old thing knew that he was calculating him, but he was not angry. This must be a problem. It is impossible to keep silent because he wanted to please him.

At this time, when Gu Ling came back, Xia Tuo asked uneasyly, "Have you hidden."

Without waiting for Gu Ling's answer, in the blue light pathway where God was outside, there were already figures rushing in, one by one, the aura on the body was scorching hot, and the dragon chants endlessly.

"Come on." Gu Ling's small eyes were shining brightly, and he smiled as he watched the figure rushing in.

As the resident of the Northwest Dragon Monarch Mansion, Sun Mountain controls the northernmost land of the Demon Dragon Kingdom. Naturally, there are many strong monsters in the Demon Race here, even if it is a quasi-king.

After all, Zhiyan Dragon Lord cannot be judged by the quasi-king at all, otherwise, how can he sit firmly in the position of Dragon Lord, knowing that other Dragon Lords are truly powerful in the Open Heaven Realm.

At this moment, Xia Tuo was thinking about how to escape. He took away so many powerful monsters from the monster clan at once. These are the mainstays of the monster clan. The entire Northwest Dragon Monarch Mansion might collapse after this time.

Killed the Burning Dragon Lord of the Northwest Dragon Mansion, this one is not big.

If you don't run, you will definitely be killed by the Yaozu.

This is the most important thing you know.

Otherwise, what would he do in the scene where the master eats the Dragon Soul of the Burning Dragon.

For the person on the bone, there are too many lice, and besides, he used to eat the daughter of the Dragon King, but now it is nothing to eat a dragon with impure blood.

In Sun Mountain, the figures of the strong monsters rushed into the blue light pathway, but the remaining monsters did not find the strong ones who entered, and suddenly noticed something wrong.

You Momojun raised his head and looked at the blue light pathway in the sky, with an expression of sorrow, with a grateful expression in his eyes. Thanks to his own absence, Te Niang's this is simply the road to death.

Mo Jiao ancestors bless.

"Stop!"

In the depths of Sun Mountain, there was a dragon chant, a golden light blooming, filled with an old aura, it was an old dragon, he berated the demon clan entering the blue light pathway.

"Pass the news to Longdu."

At this moment, the sky was full of blue light, a black thing flew out of the blue light path, and the monster races that came up all around were about to take action.

"stop."

Old Long opened his mouth and grabbed it with his big hand towards the void.

It's a piece of witch spirit wall stone used to imprint the scene. Could it be that Long Jun sent it back specially?

After that, he gently injected a little dragon power, and the Wu Lingbi stone flew up, shining brightly, and a light curtain was reflected in the air.

"Do not!"

"Long Jun!"

"False, it's not true."

"Longjun Dragon Soul was eaten."

"This is impossible!"

Suddenly, the entire Sun Mountain exploded up and down, and Lord Zhiyan Long died, and the dragon soul was eaten by a bone frame.

Among the mountains, Long Yin roared and rushed towards the Qingguang Road. They didn't believe that Lord Long died like this.

Among so many figures rushing forward, only You Momo did not move. He was very cold in his heart, and he was also fortunate. My dear, he is still Mo Jiaoshui with superior skills, strategizing, looking at one step, thinking three steps, judging the situation...

Mo Jiao ancestors bless.

He meditated on his ancestors, Mo Jiao Shui Jun shouted: "This is impossible, Long Jun will not die, don't stop me, I want to find Long Jun."

Ang~

Roar~

Up and down the entire Sun Mountain, the group of demons roared, but their power was weaker than before.

As the resident of the Northwest Dragon Mansion, Sun Mountain, in addition to the Zhiyan Dragon King who is comparable to the Open Heaven Realm, there are six quasi kings who light a divine fire, two quasi kings who ignite two divine fires, and the sixth-tier peak power Thirty-three, the remaining sixth-order big monsters are no less than a hundred, as for the fifth-order big monsters.

These seem to be many, but in fact they are the strong ones who have settled down for thousands of years. It is also the center of the northwest of the demon clan, and the group of strong demon naturally gathered.

In addition to the longevity of the demon race and the ability to reincarnate, unlike the reincarnation of the human race, it may be submerged in other human tribes.

The origin of each independent ethnic group of the monster race is relatively independent. After the reincarnation wheel returns, there is a high probability that it will appear in the ethnic group of similar blood.

"I don't believe it, I'm going to save Lord Long."

"Long Jun is the strong man who casts the immortal king's soul. This must be fake. It is a ghost from the Black Crow Demon Court."

Rumble!

For a moment, in the Sun Mountain, the dragons sang mighty, lightning flashed and thunder, the wind and clouds roared, one after another, as if going crazy, rushed towards the blue light channel.

In the blink of an eye, there was only one old dragon who ignited two sacred fires, and there were more than ten rank six great monsters, and the rest rushed into the blue light channel.

Huh~

In the next moment, the blue light flickered, and the sky mist erupted, revealing a series of illusory images, and the fog stretched.

Don't run at this time, but wait when.

run!

This one is almost done. If you wait for the king of the monster race, it will be difficult to run, and the most important thing is to expose your identity.

Whether these monsters believe it or not, anyway, their Dragon Lord is eaten by the old bones, and it has nothing to do with him.

Boom!

The void shattered, and the Lu Wu token fell into the world of the hole, drifting towards the depths, followed by the strong monster clan rushing in, followed by the prison card.

Entering the cave world, it was naturally easier to handle. Xia Tuo did not show up from the beginning to the end. Under the impact of power, the Lu Wulao card continued to drift with the flow, fell into the deeper depths of the cave, hiding his breath. , Even the monsters of the monster clan could not notice it.

This time it was really hilarious, so many powerful monsters were taken into the prison.

Puff~

In the gloomy world of hole and void, Xia Tuo came out of the Lu Wulao card and put it away, his body was overflowing with a faint blue light, and the last blue bird mark on his right wrist shone with blue light.

After feeling around, he didn't find the monster martial artist. He didn't take it lightly. With a big hand, he broke the hole barrier, and a wild mountain emerged from the chaos.

The mountains are vast, vast, and floating with a strong wild atmosphere, and there are still a lot of miasma ups and downs in many places.

be lost.

According to his observation, this place should not be in the depths of the wild and ancient land. The figure disappeared into the mountains like electricity, and it didn't take long to discover a group of barbarians.

This is the location of the deserted southern border.

...

Demon Dragon Country, Dragon Capital.

The Northwest Dragon Monarch Mansion had such a big problem, how could the Dragon Capital not move, the Demon Dragon King directly sent a Demon King of Open Heaven Realm to Sun Mountain in person.

In the depths of the vast water, a bottomless secluded pool in the center of the towering Dragon City exudes bursts of cold air. The deep pool goes straight down into the netherworld, and the murky nether water keeps turning up.

At the bottom of Youtan is a dark altar. On the altar lies a skinny old dragon. The body of the old dragon is only ten feet long. His body has long been vain, and the body on the surface seems to be integrated with the altar.

On the pillar in the center of the altar, there is a witch spirit wall stone.

Lao Long's breath seemed to be leaking from his body, and his chuckles were endless, everything seemed very deep. After a long time, Lao Long slowly opened his eyes, and the dark depths of the secluded pool suddenly lit up.

His eyes looked at the stone pillar in the center of the altar, a gloomy light began to radiate, his eyes gradually collapsed into a chaotic scene, and the illusory scene began to evolve.

The Wuling Cliff Stone was like a starting point, and the surroundings began to change. In a hazy, cyan world, a white bone frame appeared, staring at him.

The little white man sitting cross-legged at Bai Jiao Zi Tian Ling was watching him smile and licked the corner of his mouth.

what……

In an instant, accompanied by two pops, Lao Long's eyes burst with blood.

"my eyes!"

The dragon's blood splashed, and the dragon eyes turned into two blood caves, gurgling blood, the old dragon wailed, his body trembled violently, the black water pool also trembled, and the surrounding rock walls rustled down.

"Go and tell the Dragon King, our clan is dangerous."

...

"Fushan Mountain God~"

In the wild mountains, Xia Tuo looked at a stone temple standing between the mountains. There were four simple characters on the book. The temple was full of barbarians, and the temple was filled with piles of spiritual objects. The barbarian witch sacrifice stood solemnly before him.

Seeing this scene, he felt a little relieved and came back.

The figure was quietly hidden in the mountain stream, and he headed towards the southern sea area of ​​the body, not knowing how the battle contract was going.

...

The soul of the sea.

The witch ship was suspended in mid-air, and a crowd of spectators waited quietly. The five-year period has now passed nearly four years. During this time, the Daxia Clan has returned six warriors.

Among them, the two supernatural power realm powerhouses who entered the sea area were promoted to the realm-breaking realm, and they obtained the heaven and earth spirits that have built a small world from the water area. This Te Niang really has no luck.

As for the family, no one returned.

In this case, the result of the war agreement is actually very clear, but everyone is waiting for the deadline.

Among the strong men who watched the battle, the expressions were different, only the look of the lack of moon old witch sacrificial happy, sometimes closed eyes to rest, sometimes with muddy eyes overlooking the surroundings, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

For him, this time it was his chance, which promoted the unification of the frontiers and unification of Qi Luck. He is meritorious, and the chance of rubbing is also not.

In contrast, the quasi-king from the Tianyao royal family looked a little ugly. He was oppressing the Yinglu clan.

The clan is a vassal of the Tianzhuo royal family. Over the years, it has provided too many resources for the Tianzhuo royal family. If the clan is brought into the hands of Daxia, the Tianzhuo royal family will have a lot of income.

"Xiamou came back late, everyone has been waiting for a long time."

At this time, Xia Tuo's voice came, and aroused the silent crowd. They looked into the distance and saw that Xia Tuo was not returning from the direction of the water, and doubts appeared in his eyes.

"Xia Mou accidentally broke into an extraterritorial space, and when the space broke out, she found that she had fallen into the wild and ancient land."

"Who can believe it." A cold snort sounded, and it was the quasi-king Xingji of the Heavenly Pagoda.

Xia Tuo arched his hand towards the others and looked at the quasi-king of the Tianzhu clan. It was logical for the Tianzhu clan to raise an issue. After all, none of the Yingzu clan returned.

This is tantamount to saying that all the Tianpiao Clan Depot has been abandoned.

Seeing Xia Tuo ignore him, Quasi-King Xingji's complexion suddenly turned green, his eyes burst with a light beam that penetrated the void barrier.

"Clan Master Xia, shouldn't you talk about it?"

Xia Tuo chuckled and said: "Everyone came to witness the luck battle between Daxia and the Yingzu clan. On behalf of Bian Huang, Xia was very grateful, but some of them seemed superfluous."

The next moment, without waiting for King Xingji to speak, Xia Tuo raised a hand and covered it in the direction of the Witch Ship.

Suddenly, Quasi-King Xingji was furious, and his body was surging, seeming to arouse the stars in the sky, blasting the stars towards Xia Tuo.

In the blink of an eye, the starlight shattered, and Xia Tuo's hand suddenly appeared on the head of King Xingji.

Click!

The Quasi-King Xingji, who wanted to make another move, felt an unstoppable force, and his body was pushed down while roaring, and then he felt imprisoned, smashed into the world of the hole and flew in.

"Go back and tell you the family lord, in the deserted land of my great summer, not everything can be used."

Slapped a quasi-king into the world of cave void, and immediately attracted the attention of other warriors. They discovered that Xia Tuo's strength seemed to have improved a lot, and his realm was no weaker than them.

"Asshole, Xia Tuo, you dare to disobey the king's will."

"You're a fart, and you represent the king, go away." The next moment, Xia Tuo shot it out with one hand, shattering the world of void, and the quasi-king of the Tianyao royal family was drowned in the chaos.

"You guys, I'm sorry, I've dealt with some chores first."

Seeing Xia Tuo's indifferent look, several strong men who watched the battle looked inconsistent. How long has it been, Daxia clan master has taken a magical medicine, how can it be that he has changed.

"Everyone, I think everyone will follow me back to Phoenix. What's so interesting here? The Lord of the Clan will not be able to return."

What do you mean?

Although it seems that Daxia has already won the game, the problem is that there is no time.

"The master of the Xia clan, the master of the Yinglu clan..." Jing Nanhou said.

"Xiamou didn't know that the perishable sea area is so dangerous that he may be trapped in it. I don't think you need to wait."

With that said, Xia Tuo looked at the Lao Witch Ceremony of Missing Moon, and said: "Senior Missyue presided over this battle contract, and Xia thanked the seniors on behalf of Bian Huang."

As he said, there was a dazzling purple cloud above his head, which was as bright as a god.

The power of luck!

The lack of moon old witch festival suddenly showed surprise in his eyes, and exclaimed: "You can already mobilize the luck of a domain?"

Can mobilize the luck of a domain, this war battle contract is still so strong, the Yingzou clan even has no chance of comeback.

Hum!

At this moment, a colorful glow appeared above the sky, and a vast aura emerged, and then a purple-purple aura with the thickness of an arm fell down towards the old witch sacrifice of the lack of moon.

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