The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

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A loud dragon chant sounded between the heaven and the earth, but the sound of the dragon chant was mixed with the breath of panic, death, and pain. This dragon chant came from the small realm of the broken dragon clan.

The falling purple gas turned into a purple flame, which burned everything and couldn't be extinguished. The flame reflected in the four directions, and felt the unquenchable flames, and the strong who appeared in the four directions retreated one after another.

The fire of luck will burn if it touches it.

Qi Luck is fortune, and it can also be turned into bad luck. A strong person who can appear in the Quartet, in addition to his own talent, has luck, and has only stepped into this situation.

It is precisely because of his strength that he understands the horror of luck.

Once luck turns into bad luck, it will be bad luck.

Can't afford to provoke.

The supreme powerhouses have deep eyes, standing on the horizon, without the slightest cause and effect, quietly looking at the small world of the burning dragon.

In the cracked small world of the Dragon's family, it is like a huge volcano that swallows purple flames. The purple flames fall from nine days and connect to the earth. Countless people are mourning, some people are burning, their heads are frightened, and they are watching. He burned to ashes.

Under the fire of luck, no one dared to save the Longshi.

The Dragon clan grabbed luck thousands of years ago, and was attacked by the gangs of the king's court. He thought he had been honest for thousands of years, but he did not expect to do such a business secretly.

It's a pity that I encountered hard stubble this time.

The Daxia Clan was more determined and ruthless than Daqi thousands of years ago, and directly used their luck, and a fish died and the net broke.

Qi luck is the foundation of a clan, especially for tribes that can stand on their own, once the Qi luck is exhausted, the Jiuyou body will die.

This time, Daxia Bianxian exerted the taboo of Qi Luck to the extreme, and the explosion was heartily.

"You really want to fight against me."

King Xing stood high in the distance, and a circle of purple light overflowed his body, protecting him from the purple flames outside, but the guard was only like this, the fire of luck was too great, and he did not dare to go deep into it.

"Since your severe punishment is not correct, I will do it for Daxia today."

"If you are bold, come in."

In the purple ocean, Xia Tuo stood high in the sky and looked down on the surroundings. He would not be able to make a bet on the King of Punishment. He could neither understand him nor kill him, so he could only swallow it himself.

The fire of luck, who dares?

"you!"

In the next moment, the world was suddenly illuminated by purple light, and a purple lightning emerged from the nine heavens and ten earth, and the lower part of the purple thunder was turned into blood, and vitality and death coexisted.

Wow!

Thunder fell down, pierced the sky, and fell above Xingwang.

Yin!

In an instant, a gray chain on the top of King Xing's head pierced through the void, confining the surroundings, and an illusory phantom beast appeared, colliding with the falling purple thunder.

Boom!

The sky and the earth exploded, and when the purple lightning and thunder dissipated, everyone's eyes fell on the sky again.

The current King of Yin Xing, his body was dark with purple light, his figure was backwards, his black hair looked a little scattered, and he was even very embarrassed.

"If you regard the entire frontier clan as a big curse, you are not afraid that your clan will ruin and die."

King Xing spoke.

Standing high in the sky, Xia Tuo looked surprised at King Xing. This old thing is also an old scheming bitch. The Thunder just didn't have such a destructive power at all, and he even pretended to be so embarrassed.

"Wash the grudges, whoever deserves to die."

kill!

At this moment, in the burning world of the Dragon clan, there was a killing sound, breaking the barriers of the small world, shattering the barriers of space, and a golden light shone like electricity on the sky. It was a golden dragon, bright as a big sun.

Seeing that King Xing seemed unwilling to take action, the ancestor of the dragon had taken action.

"Jinlong Yaori, Boss Dragon is going to work hard."

With the attention of kings, the ancestor of the dragon clan has lived for a long time and can be said to be the oldest among the kings here.

It is a pity that the King Realm is not only the precipitation of years, but also requires talent and opportunity. The Dragon Clan is really old, clinging to the incompleteness and unchanging nature.

The golden dragon flew into the sky, surrounded by huge golden waves, and evolved into a golden dragon surrounding it. The powerful dragon power penetrated the sky and shook the world.

Puff~puff~

Across the distant direction, the land-breaking and quasi-king masters who watched the battle rushed back violently. The king's blow contained the rule of will, even if it was watched, their realm was not enough.

Above the nine heavens, Jumang's divine form is driving two purple dragons into the ocean of purple air, watching the attacking golden dragon, his eyes burst with dazzling purple light.

In the blink of an eye, the purple light turned into an ocean of purple air, opening an ancient time and space scene, reflecting the mountains and rivers of blood and fire.

In the ancient land, mountains, wastelands, rivers, riversides, cities, and settlements, there was a cry of despair and crying, and countless figures were blood-stained on the land under the hideous monster race.

At this moment, the red sky was reflected in blood.

"Blood curse!"

"Not good, retire!"

Woo~ woo~ woo~

At this moment, heaven and earth whimpered and blood filled the sky.

On the earth tens of thousands of miles away, you can see the killing scenes evolving in the sky, the human blood is withering, and the monster race's hideous look is roaring.

The world is stagnant, the spirit is stagnant, everything is crying.

desolate!

miserable!

Some people with weak spirits directly felt that the spiritual world was rendered blood red under this scene, seeing the world bleeding.

"Retreat!"

The king of Xing said, his figure was very fast, and the warriors who were close to the small world of the dragon were thrown into the distance one by one.

The bloody curse, the resentment from the mouth of the fallen monster clan for thousands of years in the border famine, who can resist it.

It’s not a joke to learn luck for a while, but not to learn the crematorium.

Under the blood-colored sky, the ancestor of the dragon dragon was stagnant in mid-air, and the golden dragon wrapped around it whimpered and was surrounded by countless blood-colored ghosts.

At this moment, heaven and earth seemed to fall into a static state.

The miracle evolved from the ancestor of the dragon is surrounded by countless figures with blood flowing all over their bodies.

This scene is absolutely unforgettable for everyone, what about the supreme realm?

Ants can eat kings, and worms can shake the sky.

Puff~

The Golden Dragon Dari trembled and exploded in mid-air with a rotten breath, revealing an old blood-stained figure.

"The ants dare to eat the king!"

boom!

In the next moment, the blood of Qingtian poured down from the nine days, and the ancestor of the dragon passed by. No matter his whole body flashed with golden light, he still couldn't corrode by the blood of the region, his body exploded into several segments during the fall.

This scene horrified the Sifang warriors, the ancestor of the dragon dragon, the supreme king was actually crushed into pieces.

This is the famous Golden Dragon body in Dahuang.

Just like that.

This scene was too shocking.

Backlash, terror.

boom!

The screams of the dragon world came, and the blood drops splashed by the dragon ancestors penetrated the square, and all the dragon people who were hit by the blood drops were annihilated.

Some experts in the realm wanted to rush out, with a purple flame wrapped in their body, which could not be extinguished, and finally turned into ashes.

Rumble!

The purple blood above the nine heavens poured into the small world of the nine days, the flames were already raging, turning the surrounding into a flame extremity, only to see the countless members of the Dragon clan wanting to run outside, but it was a pity that they were infected. The fire of luck can only end in death.

"The golden body of the ancestor is immortal, and the divine body is immortal!"

Between the heaven and the earth, an old roar rang, splashing blood and bones returning, reuniting in mid-air, turning into the appearance of the ancestor of the dragon.

Above the sky, Xia Tuo looked down at the reappearing ancestor of the dragon.

kill!

In an instant, dazzling purple light and blood spattered from the heavens and the earth, and the god statue burned, and the eyes were blazing, and the god statue melted into a purple spear.

call out!

The spear penetrates the sky and the earth. This miracle of air transport and spear has surprised the kings of the Quartet, especially the king of Xing, who has a pale face. Only the king can control the power of air transport.

The border is deserted and summer is really becoming a climate.

After today, the name of Daxia will truly spread throughout the Great Wilderness, like the royal court.

The spear of Qi Luck pierced the sky, pierced through the chest of the old ancestor of the dragon with a fist, and a huge blood flower bloomed in the sky, dazzling and golden.

"My clan... unwilling!"

Under the attention of all the powers in all directions, the ancestor of the dragon who just clamored for the immortality of the gods, his body was torn apart again, this time purple and blood on the broken body burned like tarsus maggots, and every piece was like a dazzling day.

The ancestor of the dragon burst, blood and bones flying, causing the turbulence of the world, and the whole of the dragon clan was completely transformed into a place of chaos.

Between the turbulent flow and splashing, only the purple blood and fire beating, without any influence, can still make the Quartet clearly see the clan of the Dragon clan being burned by the fire.

The aura that belonged to the ancestor of the dragon between heaven and earth disappeared, and the sorrowful screams of sorrow, no longer responded.

Woo~ woo~ woo~

Between the sky and the earth, the whimper sounded, a bell was ringing faintly, and a golden rule emerged from the horizon, spanning hundreds of thousands of miles in the sky, like a golden bridge.

Above the golden bridge, a figure filled with an old and decadent aura emerged, staring at the burning dragon clan world.

"The bridge of the other shore is in reincarnation!" A king whispered.

This is the end of the king.

The vision made everyone sway and it was difficult to calm down.

The dragon clan was ruined.

The king was torn apart.

The king of the Dragon clan is very different from the kings of other martial arts tribes. The blood of the ancient true spirit flows through the body of the Dragon clan, and the practice of martial arts is also biased towards the true spirit.

When you are promoted to the king, the immortal king's soul will merge with the body. This is also the original path of the true spirit.

The Dragon Clan that has been passed down to this day, as expected, still exists, but unfortunately it is not lucky. Even if the two kings of the Dragon Clan take action, they may not be able to destroy the clan, but it cannot stop the luck.

And this Qi Luck was introduced by the Long Family himself.

No one can do it by himself.

In the purple qi burning between the heaven and the earth, a group of purple regrouped into a sentence light, but this time it was no longer an entity, but a phantom.

The purple gas burned, and within tens of thousands of miles, no warrior dared to approach any place where the purple gas was swayed, lest he would be ignited by the purple gas fire.

At this moment, everyone looked at the burning Jackal Dragon clan, with pity and sneers in their eyes. The Jackal Dragon clan was over, and there was no Jackal Dragon clan ever since.

The golden bridge that stretches for hundreds of millions of miles makes the entire Great Wilderness clear, the blood is dripping, the world is whimpering, and the king has fallen.

Slowly retracted his eyes from above the golden bridge, Xia Tuo looked down, and he looked at King Xing.

"If the punishment is not correct, the name is not correct, if you don't do it, I have to do it in Daxia."

For a time, what was left on the earth was a mess, the mountains and rivers broke apart, and the blood and fire were ruined.

The king of Xing stood in place and did not move. The four directions were all present. What Daxia did today is simply a humiliation to the court of the Great Yin King. A small newly established tribe did not even put Da Yin in his eyes.

He still underestimated the strength of Da Xia. He did not expect so much cruelty, spanning hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and plains, and everyone was burning tribal luck, fighting for his own clan luck, and also burning the dragon clan to ashes. .

The fall of a supreme person, and the destruction of a non-inherited one, for the entire Da Yin, there is no way to touch the foundation, but today it has become a stepping stone to Da Xia's reputation.

Since then, who dare to say that the southwest land is a place of exile for sinners.

As the king of Xing looked for the shuttle, the kings standing all around looked hazy and didn't know what they were thinking.

For all the powerhouses in the Quartet, today's battle is really a damn for the Dragon Clan. He can't develop well, and he has to play with flowers, and now he is completely involved.

"If you want to get back the scene, Bian Huang Daxia is waiting for you, and Xia will take it."

After taking another look at the Quartet, Xia Tuo steered the Jumang god figure, stepped volley into the sky, and the mountains and rivers in front of him turned, entered the deep void above the nine heavens, and disappeared in front of everyone.

This time, in front of the Kings of Great Yin, he killed the supreme power of Great Yin, and once they waited for others to react, they would not be able to run.

...

In Tianlu Mountain, the purple gas dimmed a lot, the void above the nine heavens was distorted, and the purple light returned across the depths, and the oooo god shape staggered into the purple gas ocean.

Xia Tuo Yuanshen repelled from Wu Wu's form and returned to his body, and then the whole body felt the sky spin, and when it was dark, he would fall to the ground.

Fortunately, on the Tianlu Mountain, Zi Qiqi turned and stabilized, and Xia Tuo recovered after a long time.

At this moment, Phoenix is ​​silent. In the light curtain of purple air over Phoenix, the scene of destruction of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers is shrouded in purple clouds.

The clan master destroyed an ancient uninherited one.

All the clansmen in Phoenix were impressed in their eyes, and the crowd couldn't react, staring at the sky in a daze.

Said a good ceremony of the clan.

Is it this?

Destroyed an uninherited, as the highlight of the grand ceremony of the clan.

This……

It's no wonder that there is no ceremony, which is much more exciting than the arrangement.

A quarter of an hour... Two quarters of an hour... Three quarters of an hour...

There was still silence in Phoenix.

On the Tianlu Mountain, the purple gas gathered again, Xia Tuo stood up, covered with purple gas, and the godlike figure stood in the sky and the earth, towering like a god.

"My Daxia citizens, today I Daxia established the foundation of the royal family, are you ready to be the royal citizens?"

Wow!

In an instant, like a spark falling from dry wood, igniting a violent fire, there was a roar of landslides and cracks in the Phoenix City.

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