The Strongest Tribe

In the gloomy cave, Grand Elder Linghe Ling Ming can be said to be polite, explaining to Young Master Ling Feng in front of him.

　　 For a long time, the past of the wild land has already proved all this, whoever is weak will become the target of being swallowed, this is the law of the wild.

　　 Now Ling He Bo's tribe is supported by the clan leader alone, and most of the elders below are entering the end of the years, and their blood has gone downhill.

　　 The most important thing is that in the past two hundred years, only the son in front of the gods has been born in the tribe.

A tribe with a strong person can dominate for a while, if the successor is weak, and the green and yellow are not available, it can only dominate for a while, the only heir, even the temperament is still like this, I don’t know if the coffin boards of the ancestors buried in the ancestral graves of Bo Ling He Suppress, anyway, he can't hold back a mouthful of blood.

　　 Ling He uncle's subordinate has fallen into such an embarrassing situation right now. Except for the son of Ling Feng, the other heirs of the clan owner have not been promoted to the gods, or they accidentally fell when they were promoted to the gods.

Every time when it’s time for promotion, the other strong young people in the clan will fall short. It’s like being cursed. Didn’t the clan never doubt if it was cursed by some powerful curse, but how to investigate? Can't detect it.

　　 Under such circumstances, all the elders in the clan will sit down one after another in the future, is Linghe still the uncle?

　　 Within a hundred years, Linghe may become history, dying out in the border and northwestern regions.

In 　　 Bo's Department, the Divine Communicator is the top combat power, and the Divine Hidden is the mainstay.

A sufficient number of powerful people in the Divine Vault can guarantee the birth of powerful abilities. With the current situation of Linghe Boss, the elders are dying for no more than two hundred years. The elders are gradually dying. .

　　 This is the death of Bo Ling He.

　　 "The great elder, the slave owner has killed and displaced so many vassal tribes under Ling He's command. As an uncle, it is the responsibility of the uncle Ling He to control the mountains and plains and Jingping the Quartet."

　　 Ling Ming shook, his son was born in the wrong time. If Ling He Bo was at its peak, it would be okay to keep it, but it still has to be tempered.

　　 "My son, without me, Ling Hebo, those little ones don't even have the qualifications to live on this land, and their situation will be ten times more miserable than it is now."

　　 "Ling He is here, they are there, Ling He is gone, they are untouchables, slaves, are slaves still human!"

　　 The beard danced wildly, and the elder Linghe looked like he hated iron but not steel.

　　 "Slaves are worse than wild beasts!"

　　 "You are the future heir of Linghe Bobu, your vision is Bobu, not those small tribes!"

　　 The cave suddenly became silent. Elder Linghe closed his eyes again, and his hands began to seal. Although he was determined to pay attention to the water, it should not be too obvious.

　　 Slave owners are completely destroyed. For Ling He Bo Bu, he will make himself the flesh of the other four uncles, but it is not in the interests of Ling He Bo Bu to release too many slave owners.

It’s best to escape one or two and continue to stir the wind and rain on this land. The tribes continue to encircle and suppress the slave owners. Don’t put their eyes on Boss Linghe’s body. Give your tribe time to survive. As for Linghe in the future What happens to Uncle depends on God's will.

　　……

　　 In the depths of the cave, the tomb 獬 was lying on the ground with disheveled hair, full of breath, and the blood and bones on his left shoulder exploded. It was a severe injury after being pierced by a spear from a bone.

　　 "The Oracle Order belongs to the old man. From then on I am the master slave owner of this area!"

　　 Snake Li died and turned into a pile of rotten bones. The two slave owners, Qiu Feng and Tomb Hao, were hit hard. The bones were his slaves, and he was left out of the fire by the five major slave owners.

　　 At this moment, his eyes flashed with fire, and then his eyes fell on the bones.

　　 "Retrieve Qingyue Finger."

　　As a slave, the bone naturally did not dare to disobey the order of the fire, and walked carefully toward the bone, the bone spear in his hand overflowing with pale light.

　　 Boom!

　　 Just as the bone spear and the blue moon finger touched, the cave blasted loudly, and the dazzling light turned into sword light splashing out from all directions, piercing through the void, flashing murderous intent.

　　噗!

　　In an instant, the bone slave master's face changed, his eyes showed horror, and then he was hit by the force bursting from the blue moon's fingers, the whole figure flew out, and the sound of broken bones and muscles sounded.

　　~~~

　　 Sudden changes made it difficult for the four people in the cave to recruit teachers. One after another, the divine light broke through the air, and the sound of sonic boom was hit, filled with murderous intent.

not good!

　　 was recruited.

　　 Seeing this scene, the Qiu Feng lying on the ground suddenly rolled to the side. Behind him a number of divine lights, like electricity, cracked the ground, killing intently.

　　锵!

　　 Then a black iron knife appeared in his hand. The moment he held the iron knife, the whole person's aura suddenly changed, and his aura climbed to the peak, where there was the appearance of being severely injured by a bone stab.

　　锵! Cang! Cang!

　　 The iron sword ran across the air, continuously slicing down the light of the divine light sword from all around, but the witch talisman continued to appear in all directions of the cave, turning into a vortex, from which the light of the divine light sword rushed out.

　　 More and more divine light struck, and the face from the fire was as deep as water. It was calculated by the five uncles. Obviously they were prepared here, waiting for them to get in.

In the next moment, he was in the shape of electricity, constantly blasting the striking divine light into the air, and grabbed the tomb which was staggering with his large hands. The tomb which was already hit hard, under life and death, is just the end of the crossbow and the struggling support. Attacked.

　　 Then he was thrown forward from the fire, and was hit by dozens of divine lights. The whole figure was suddenly stagnated in the air, then it exploded and turned into a thick blood mist.

　　 Click!

　　The blast of the slave owner of the tomb 獬 swept the surrounding void, and the witch talisman in the uppermost sky cracked like a big crack in the void.

go!

　　 At this moment, Qiu Feng reacted, ignoring the others, rushing in the direction of the split witch charm.

　　 Lihuo glanced at the fallen bone, grabbed it with his big hands, and helped him hold the sacred light that struck him. When he rushed out of the crack, the white bone's figure fell down and hit the ground heavily, losing his breath.

　　……

　　 escaped!

　　 At this moment, the Longzhang grandmother sitting cross-legged on the witch platform closed her eyes, and the divine light penetrated the void like electricity.

　　 The Great Array has already calculated everything, and with the power of the slave owner, it shouldn’t be broken.

　　 "What's wrong with mother-in-law?"

　　 Young Master Luoshui saw Granny Longzhang who suddenly woke up, and asked hurriedly.

　　 "The slave owner ran away two people."

"what?"

　　The Lord Luoshui thought he had heard it wrong. You must know that in order to encircle and suppress the slave owners in the northwest region, the five uncles planned for hundreds of years.

　　Even the powerful masters of the big slave master's supernatural power realm have been coaxed to come in and build a small world to death. How could several slave masters run away?

　　 "Why did you run away?

　　 "Yeah, why did you run away?" Granny Longzhang whispered meaningfully.

　　 Yes, all of this was planned by the five great uncles, including the death of the big slave owner. The whole plan went on for a hundred years, and the various ministries joined forces to drive the slave owner's forces out of the border and northwestern regions.

　　 If the slave owners are not eliminated, they will never have a peaceful day.

　　 Now that he was about to succeed, he ran two.

　　Looking at the look of Granny Longzhang, Lord Luoshui's expression changed accordingly.

　　 "Mother, are they aware of it?"

　　 Hearing this, Long Zhang Po Po sneered, her wrinkled faces squeezed together.

"Everyone eats meat. Who doesn't know who is better at it. The two major slave owners, Sheli and Tombha, are dead. You immediately set out to level the nest of these two major slave owners. They have accumulated a lot over the years."

"it is good."

　　 Young Master Luoshui didn't hesitate, got up and walked outside.

　　……

　　 "Puff!"

　　 In the other cave, the elder Linghe Boss slapped it with a palm, directly printed on the position of the shoulder, spouting blood, and the momentum then wilted.

　　 "The Great Elder."

　　 Young Master Linghe was stunned when he saw it.

　　 "It is worthy of being a slave owner, who was able to break through the big formation and let the witch formation backlash."

　　 The voice of the Great Elder Linghe trembled, and after a few breaths, footsteps sounded in the cave.

　　 "Brother Ling is all right."

　　Grandma Longzhang appeared in the cave. Grand Elder Linghe waved his hand, wiped the bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and said with a wry smile: "I'm too old to use it, and let the slave owner run away. This is troublesome."

　　 "It doesn't matter, it's just two miscellaneous fishes. Even if you run out, you can't make any big waves." Granny Longzhang shook her head, and then said: "How is my brother's injury?

　　 "It's getting better. The matter here is my fault, Ling Ming. The old man will return to the tribe with the son~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to ask the patriarch for sin. The two slave owners who escaped will ask the elder of the dragon stick."

After 　　, Elder Linghe dragged his son, and Mingyu appeared in his hand, and the rune evolved to wrap the two of them and disappeared into the dim cave.

　　 Clang!

　　 Seeing the elder Linghe leave directly, without any muddling, the aura that overflowed from the dragon stick in the hands of Granny Long stick calmed down.

　　 Old things run very fast.

　　 It's a pity that if you leave Ling Hebo's elder and son in the secret realm, it will save a lot of trouble.

　　 "Elder Long Rod, what's going on, you and Elder Ling Ming are in charge of the killing formation together, why did the slave owner run away!"

　　 The giant nine fingers walked heavily into the cave, with a thunderous voice.

　　 "Elder Giant, are you questioning me?"

　　 "Don't dare!"

　　 The look of the giant nine fingers changed, his tall body nodded slightly, and then he looked into the cave.

　　 "Where is Elder Ling Ming?"

　　 "Elder Ling Ming was backlashed by the large array and returned to the tribe for healing."

After 　　 talk, Longzhang Granny walked towards the outside of the cave, leaving behind the huge nine-fingered expression, what went wrong.

　　 There was a problem with the witch formation that had been planned a long time ago. The two slave owners fled, and even Linghe and Luoshuibo became strange.

　　 Soon after, Huo Yu, the second elder of Huo Ling's uncle, learned of the news, without the slightest hesitation, inspired Ming Yu, and led the people to leave the small world of Pidi.