The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Repentance?

The internal injury is very serious. How hard has this child been hit? Is it heartbroken?

Who can beat such a shameless person like this, Gu Ling has an urge to thank him.

"I won't be able to come here in the future. This is a life-and-death fight and the judge's pen. The property returns to the original owner. I hope that this time the prison will not sink for hundreds of thousands of years as before."

"Wait~Wait~Wait, what do you say." Gu Ling was dumbfounded, and said: "You can tell me clearly what you mean and what has fallen for hundreds of thousands of years."

Gu Ling looked at Xia Tuo very suspiciously. He thought Xia Tuo was pretending, but the sentence of sinking for hundreds of thousands of years stimulated him. This kind of ghost life is simply not a life for people.

He didn't appear to have been locked here for hundreds of thousands of years without seeing the sun. He didn't even have a word to speak, so he could only speak to himself.

"My tribe is being watched by people, and perhaps it will be destroyed. As the leader of the tribe, I will naturally move forward and retreat with the tribe. I won't be able to stay in prison in the future. As for the suppression of demons, forget it.

"Wait, where's the mark of Daxian Aobird I asked you for?"

"It's cleaned up."

Then, Xia Tuo paused and said: "It's not I wasted, it's because the enemy is too cunning."

"My Daxia was ruined, and my luck was naturally gone. Originally, the jailers were all recruited. Without the blessing of luck, they wouldn't be able to enter here. I blame you for bad luck and caught up."

"fart!"

The next moment, Drum Ling exploded and shouted: "Who dares to cause trouble to this uncle, uncle pinched him to death, and arrested him, I will sentence him to punishment."

"Great punishment!"

With that, Gu Ling pushed the life and death book to Xia Tuo again, driving the stone drum toward the depths of the prison.

"Come with me, let's find someone."

Seeing Gu Ling's back, Xia Tuo swiftly put away the book of life and death. He hadn't performed much yet, and it was done.

Sure enough, a judge who can't act is not a good clan leader.

As he stepped forward, a cloud of dark mist dispersed not far away, revealing a white skeleton, looking at him with a smile on his face, the little fat man's eyes were strange.

"Senior bone is well, you rest."

The sudden appearance of the bone man scared Xia Tuo a spirit, but fortunately he reacted immediately, and then followed the spirit.

"If you are in difficulty, I am most willing to help others."

The voice coming from behind made Xia Tuo quicken his pace. He had come to the prison to find a helper, but the person on the bone was not within his consideration.

If he is really going to die, he will definitely send the person on the bones out, and he will be turned upside down by that time. After he dies, there are so many floods behind him, but the problem is that there is still a rescue now. He is afraid of getting the bones out. Finally, he killed himself.

"I am waiting for you."

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo ran faster, this bone frame wanted to go out crazy.

Followed Gu Ling all the way into a chaotic place in the depths of the prison. There was no earth in sight, only a gray air current, surrounded by nothingness chaotic zone.

In the diffuse and gloomy air current, there is a bag of soil floating, and a handful of barren soil is a grave.

"This is the first general under the seat of Emperor Gao Tao, one of the guardians of the prison, and one of the descendants of Emperor Shaohao, the tomb of Emperor Qingyang."

Tomb of the Emperor!

Xia Tuo looked at it twice, and it turned out that the person couldn't look like, and the tomb couldn't be looked at.

That is to say, in the prison, if there is such a dumpling in the outside world, there are countless.

I thought so in my heart, but Xia Tuo didn't move slowly, he just bowed and saluted. It's not strange for many people to give a gift. This is common everywhere.

The next moment, before Xia Tuo had reacted, he saw Gu Ling rushing to the earth-packed tomb. He turned his head to look at Xia Tuo's back to the earth-pack and licked one Fingers, rub them on the eyes.

"Master Qingyang, the prison is going to be destroyed. Come out and save your life."

"Um~"

Suddenly, Xia Tuo was stunned.

The crying child has milk to eat, and Drumming is now learning and using, not only inherited, but also surpassed him.

"Ah~Master Qingyang, save the poor little one."

"It's too hard for me."

"Help..."

...

For a moment, Xia Tuo turned his head slightly, he couldn't bear to look straight.

"If you don't come out again, I'll just hit and die here, and I won't live anymore. Anyway, the prison is about to collapse. I can't keep the life of Uncle Gao Tao, and I will follow Uncle Gao Tao."

Gu Ling cried for a quarter of an hour, then suddenly got up, wiped the wetness of the corner of his eyes, and walked toward the depths of the chaos without turning his head around the dirt bag.

Xia Tuo was stunned by this scene.

Where is this singing?

After walking for a while, another grave bag appeared in front of the chaotic air current. Xia Tuo saw Gu Ling spit on his eyes again and pounced on the grave pile.

"Master Qingyang, the prison is in danger..."

Suddenly, Xia Tuo suddenly appeared.

just……

"..."

It was another quarter of an hour, and the spirit got up and continued to walk forward.

Now Xia Tuo understood, and admitted his mistake.

Well, this is not to blame Gu Ling, after all, the graves here are exactly the same, who can remember after such a long time.

"Master Qingyang, the prison is in danger, come out quickly."

...

After crying ten wrong heads in a row, Gu Ling couldn't hold back his face, and looked at Xia Tuo with a sullen expression.

"This...that...it's been too long, so I forgot to bury it."

"Little Guling, when you were smarter, you wouldn't be trapped in the prison of God."

At this time, a hollow voice sounded, which immediately made Xia Tuo's heart cold, and the blood qi in his body, who was already internally injured, almost collapsed.

As the chaotic air current rolled in front of us, three tomb bags appeared. One of the tomb bags rose with a hazy blue sun, a simple mottled stone chain appeared on one tomb bag, and the remaining one grew out of it. A sun flower.,

In an instant, Gu Ling jumped up.

"Junior Xia Tuo pays homage to the ancestors." Before Gu Ling yelled out, Xia Tuo immediately reacted. It is no wonder that many people are present, this is all backing.

That’s how our Daxia’s backing is... one crop after another, without duplicates.

"Master Qingyang, Master Jinyang, Master Shisuo, you really are not dead yet."

Click~

As the drum spirit called, the stone chain on the tomb bag completely shattered, turning into a pile of stone chips and falling down.

"Um~"

"Small Guling, the problem with the crow's mouth has not changed. Let's see Shi Shuo dead." The floating cyan Dahi trembled, and an illusory figure appeared inside.

"I haven't." Gu Ling's head shook like a rattle, and then said: "You still have a tone, hurry up, the prison is over again, I have waited for so many years, finally I waited for someone to come and got a judge. Inheritance, I don’t want to sink."

"Hey, with the blessing of luck, you think he is a good boy."

As the blue sun trembled, the voice spread out, causing Xia Tuo's mouth to twitch.

Good boy.

He is a thousand years old.

Well, yes, he is a good boy.

The ancestors all recognized them indiscriminately and became good boys.

"Whoever bullies our sacred prison, fuck him." A confident voice came from the dirt bag rising from the head of the grave.

The next moment, the grave pile split open, revealing a round of decayed coffins. There were already large holes on the surface, and a strong golden figure could be seen lying inside.

"I gave you this round of Jinri, who would dare to cause trouble to kill him."

The wooden coffin stood up, and at the moment Xia Tuo hadn't reacted, Jin Ri had flown towards him and printed it on the back of his right hand, forming a flame star mark.

"Okay, I'm dead."

Click!

Suddenly, the cracks in the wooden coffin cracked again, falling towards the cracked grave, and the soil bag was piled up again.

"Lao Jin gave you something, and I can't fall behind."

The phantom in the green sun trembled, stretched out an arm from the obscurity, grabbed it from the grave below, and finally pulled out a black coffin board with a decayed surface and threw it to Xia Tuo.

"Take it, there is a mark left by me on this, once it is activated, it can wake up the mark left by me in the world."

When the voice fell, the blue sun sank into the grave again, losing all her glamour.

After a while, Xia Tuo bowed to the grave in front of him again, and the seniors in the prison were indeed weird.

Then he walked forward, took a handful of soil in front of the grave, and carefully converged it.

"What do you bring these soil for?"

"Go back and set up a burial mound, and sacrifice every year."

"Well, this Drum Spirit read you right, these dead ancestors, the final will will completely disappear between the heaven and the earth after being stimulated, and the memory is due."

"Older Enze will never forget." Xia Tuo said solemnly.

"Yeah." Gu Ling nodded, walked outside the chaos, and asked casually: "Right, do you remember what they said just now?"

"What do you mean by offering sacrifices to a few ancestors just now? What else?"

"Yeah." Xia Tuo answered, Gu Ling was very satisfied.

Xia Tuo followed Gu Ling, and whenever he came across a tomb bag on the return journey, he would come forward to take a handful of soil, and then asked Gu Ling which ancestor's tomb was.

Having walked out of the chaos, Xia Tuo and Gu Ling walked side by side, and he asked, "How strong was Senior Qingyang before his death."

"Very powerful, almost ascending to the throne, and finally gave up because of a woman."

"Master Qingyang is really a man."

Hearing the sound, Gu Ling looked at Xia Tuo, and said in a daze, "If Master Qingyang hears this, you will definitely be regarded as a confidant, but you don't need to shoot, and now he can't hear him."

After getting the marks of two great sages, Xia Tuo finally felt more stable in his heart.

He set himself up as the king, this guy definitely stirred Da Yin's nerves, who knows if there will be any moths next.

If he becomes a king, some people may think that he is entrusted with it. In fact, what Xia Tuo lacks now is time. He has the power of the original sun, plus the power of the lunar yin. As long as there is time, there will be two kings in Daxia, the king of The ministry is worthy of the name.

With the power of the lunar yin and the sun, the Kaitian King realm was basically guaranteed, and the independence of the king was just ahead of schedule.

The problem is that he didn't expect Da Yin to pick peaches. Since he can't hold back, he still has a little strength, so let's float.

While listening to the rumors of Gu Ling, Xia Tuo thought in his heart that after this period of time, after he became king, Da Xia could truly stand in the Southwest Wilderness.

Although he has the means at hand now, his strength is not so bad after all.

At this time, just when he wanted to leave the prison, the bone figure appeared beside him like a ghost.

"My little friend, the old man is always willing to help others. If you encounter any trouble, the old man will help you solve it."

The man on the bone was gloomy, Xiaobai Fatty looked at Xia Tuo with a smile.

"Okay, you still need to ask seniors to take action at that time."

"Fine." The Bonesman smiled and hid in the mist.

...

After returning from Lu Wu’s prison, Xia Tuo didn’t care about healing, and began to ask how the clan court was preparing. This time the establishment of the royal court was not only simple and proper.

When the Great Yin Palace appeared, the people in the city could not breathe. The same name of Great Yin suppressed the Great Desert for more than 40,000 years. Even now, many people still remember the name of Great Yin.

This is not possible, Daxia is self-reliant, and will completely expel the name of Da Yin.

In the borderland, there is only Daxia.

Damn big Yin!

For the establishment of the royal department this time, the ceremony must be big and grand. In a popular language, how to pretend to be forced, to show the strength of Daxia, and to be different from the past, to give people an unforgettable scene, not weak Yu Wang Ting, in this way can bring people confidence.

I've been counseled for a thousand years, and this time I can't be counseled at all.

Of course, this is also to bluff people, so that people don't see Da Xia's reality.

Tianlushan.

Wuwu was lying in the purple ocean, and seeing Xia Tuo coming, he hurriedly asked, "How is your injury."

"It's okay, how far away from death?" Flicking his head, Xia Tuo then asked: "The Qi Luck previously included in the Jade Talisman has not been completely consumed, can it be reintegrated into the Qi Luck."

"Of course you can, send it back."

Previously, 60 Qingyun refining jade charms were consumed in order to perish in the sea area. Xia Tuo consumed his own, but other people still have leftovers. It is estimated that there will be about half of them left.

"How much luck do we have for Qingyun."

There are one hundred and thirty-six more."

"There are so many more?"

Hearing the sound, he rolled his eyes and said, "This is a lot. If you don't consume it, Qingyun's luck would have doubled sooner rather than later."

"Is that Fulong clan still absorbing the purple energy of the clan?"

"Of course." Woo nodded and said, "This old mole, sooner or later, I want revenge."

Xia Tuo said: "Don't be too late, just now, wait for the ceremony in three days, and kill him."

"What are you doing?"

Wu Wu looked at Xia Tuo's faint expression, and suddenly there was excitement in her little purple eyes.

"Is the remaining air luck enough to kill this Fulong clan." Xia Tuo said, "I'm talking about everyone in this tribe.

The royal grand ceremony is just like that, not unconventional at all, and can't give people an unforgettable memory, so Xia Tuo is going to play some tricks.

The Dragon clan, the ancient clan, enough weight.

Wuwu was taken aback for a moment, and said: "You curse the dragon clan with the luck of the whole clan, you can't do it."

"If you don't do anything serious, you dare to bully us, and use a hundred qi to celebrate the clouds, and 10 billion people's ideas to light the fire of gas transportation. I will burn this dragon clan."

"Wow~"

The next moment, the purple energy flashed on Wuwu's body, turning into an illusory shrunken sentence light, and roared.

"Let me do this, I want to hit ten each."

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