The Strongest Tribe

With the dragon man whose dragon bones were all shattered, and the old gourd who could predict the danger in advance, Xia Tuo and his party returned to the clan without a trace of stay.

Before he could take care of the injury, he hurriedly sent people to the Nether Blood Mountain of Zhurongyu to summon the snails back.

He has been longing for the Holy Cave of Heaven for a long time, but he also estimated that using ordinary methods to make this guy whose keel was broken to speak seems somewhat impossible.

Therefore, I was prepared to serve directly with a big torture and some soul dance, so as not to delay the time of both parties.

As for Lao Hulu, it was even more impossible to leave after entering the Daxia Clan.

In the summer garden.

The dragon man just lay on the ground like a puddle of mud. Once there were signs of awakening, Xia Tuo would give it to him without hesitation, ensuring that he would always be in a drowsy coma.

The Witch Treasure that had previously concealed the aura of the sneak attack, he had already turned it over. It was an ancient copper-cast leaf, exuding an icy atmosphere, with ancient runes engraved on it.

I knew it was an ancient treasure at a glance, and who knew if this guy had any secrets.

He is careful and careful about the Holy Cave of Heaven, this is always true, who knows if this guy wakes up, will he send a signal to the Holy Land of Cavern behind.

This kind of thing is rather believable, anyway, it is nothing more than smashing it twice, or smashing others, and understand each other.

After a short while, the teleportation witch formation in the clan lights up, and the snails are floating towards the summer garden like a gloomy black smoke. In the dark witch mark on the center of the eyebrows, a hazy life soul sits cross-legged.

The body under the black robe was thinner again, and a pair of eyes shone with white light, coming out of the teleportation witch formation, all the people of the tribe who were looked at by him felt chills on their backs, as if their souls were about to escape.

"Patriarch."

As soon as Snail spoke, Xia Tuo also felt cold on his body. He raised his head and looked at Snail, and found that his pupils had turned to a white color, as if they had turned into a deep pool of water.

"Promoted to Wuzong?"

At a glance, it was obvious that the aura on the snail was deeper, and the soul of life was manifested in the witch mark on the center of the eyebrow.

"It's all relying on the ghost copper lamp, otherwise it will take some time to be promoted to the Wuzong."

"That's the copper lamp you got from Nether Blood Mountain?" Xia Tuo nodded, and then said, "Did you refine it?"

"No, there is a cold vein of yellow spring hidden in the depths of the bronze lamp, which originated from the Nether Land. I don't know how the predecessors who built the bronze lamp did it."

"Ok."

Xia Tuo nodded again, and the tribe's good fortune was also a good thing for Da Xia. In fact, there is no shortage of heavenly soldiers and witch treasures in the clan now.

Only this time Jian Lian went to the Jiuling Bo's department and brought back two Heavenly Rank weapons. Of course, this was accumulated by the Jiu Ling Bo's tribe over thousands of years, and it was considered cheap.

"Calling you to come back, this guy, this guy comes from the sacred ground of the cave sky, attacked me and was beaten into a dead dragon. I want to know everything he knows."

Looking at the figure crawling on the ground like a dead snake in front of him, Snail's eyes flashed gloomy, especially when he heard that this guy also attacked Xia Tuo, this gloomy look became even more gloomy.

"Patriarch, leave it to me."

"Be careful, this guy contains the blood of the dragon, ranks in the state of supernatural powers, and the combat power is even across the manifested sacred realm. If it weren't for me to resist the beating...cough..., be careful anyway."

The snail picked up this guy neatly and left the summer garden, and once again took the teleportation array back to the Nether Blood Mountain.

After he got the ghost copper lamp, he also found a Yin Vein in the Nether Blood Mountain, which had been transformed into his training place, which was higher than the original Linghe Clan.

After carrying the things in your hand and entering the Yinmai Dongtian, Luo Lingkong headed towards the small island in the center of the Dongtian. The Yinmai Dongtian was a yin lake, and the Yinmai existed in the bottom of the lake.

After landing on the small island in the center of the lake, he immersed the figure in his hand toward the Yin Lake, and suddenly the cold breath followed the fine scales and deepened into the body.

Looking at the figure in front of him, Luo's eyes showed a touch of sorrow, and the witch print on the center of his eyebrows overflowed with black light, and the copper lamp suddenly appeared from the witch print.

A ray of flame lights up, and there are witch symbols in the illusion that appear, forming a chain of illusions, and the breath is solidified into substance, just like a stone chain full of mottled aura, bringing the Yin Lake The figure soaked in it was restrained.

Wow!

There were waves rolling in the lake, and a ferocious water beast with three eyes appeared. It was taken into the hand by a snail waved. The body of the three-foot-long ferocious water beast exploded, and a drop of beast blood sketched out a sensation in mid-air. The breath of witch charm fell towards the lake.

"Eat!"

The immersed Jiao Lin's body trembled instinctively, and he felt chilly into his body, and a strange energy submerged in his body.

Hum!

The flames on the copper lamp jumped, and a ray of flame lit up along the witch talisman drawn by the blood of the beast, and submerged in Jiao Lin's body. Then his body trembled violently, his face twisted, and he was suffering tremendously in silence.

"Out of the Aperture!"

Snail's big hand grabbed Jiao Lin's body, tried it, and found it was unsuccessful. Then he waved his hand and again nine sprays burst into the Yin Lake. A nine-headed hideous beast appeared, and his body burst open. The rune was depicted in mid-air by the invisible hand.

This is a sacrifice, using fresh animal blood as a primer to outline the witch charm, and then strip the soul.

Nine Yin patterns appeared, and they all fell on Jiao Lin's body. In the entire Yin Vein Hole, Yin Qi was overwhelming, and the gray and cold aura danced, making a harsh wind howl.

"what!"

At this moment, Jiao Lin opened his eyes suddenly in the violent tingling, and subconsciously mobilized his blood, but found that there was an endless cold aura wandering inside his body, freezing his blood.

"Eat!"

Seeing Jiao Lin awakening, Conch's hands made a seal, and twelve beast shadows appeared in the Yin Lake, turning into a large formation, confining Jiao Lin in the middle.

"Out of the Aperture!"

Luo yelled again, and the seal in his hand became more complicated, suspended in the copper lamp in front of him, and the flames jumped more and more fiercely.

"Ah~!"

In an instant, Jiao Lin let out a scream, and saw his flesh body, an illusory figure of the same appearance was pulled out and moved towards the copper lamp.

"Do not!"

Although I don't know what this is doing, there is no doubt that the soul has been ripped out. There is absolutely nothing good.

No matter how hard the Jiao Lin struggled, his soul fell into the copper lamp and was enveloped by the gloomy green flames. The soul was constantly twisting and roaring silently.

Seeing this scene, Snail waved away the surrounding scenes, grabbed the skin sacs immersed in the Yin Lake, and put them away, which might be useful in the future.

Then he grabbed the copper lamp and placed it in front of him, looking at the figure struggling in the jumping flame, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

After half a day, Xia Tuo appeared in this yin-veined cave sky, looking at the gray void around him, and the cold lake water under his feet. He tried the soles of his feet and just touched the water, and it would freeze in an instant. Yin and cold into the body.

The lake here, even if the martial artist of the Divine Tibetan Realm comes, will be frozen.

"Patriarch, you can ask."

On the small island in the center of the lake, Luo placed the copper lamp in front of Xia Tuo, and looked at the figure shrouded by finger-sized flames, with a touch of surprise in his eyes.

Hey~ Is it too cruel?

The skin cramps are all in pediatrics, and the soul is directly burned.

While thinking about it, he glanced at the Conch, and found that Conch's face was dull, and he didn't seem to think anything was wrong.

Yes, what can be wrong?

This guy is about to kill him, and more importantly, he is still thinking about his precious apprentice, peeling cramps, burning his soul, and he is cheap.

"Let him say everything he knows, where he comes from, and what he is called."

Xia Tuo also reacted this time, breaking his muscles and breaking his soul, and he didn't know what this guy was called.

"Jiao Lin."

Jiao Lin, whose soul was burnt by the gloomy flames, had a faint spirit wave spreading out.

"Six Jiao Cave Sky."

...

Even though it is the proud and noble Holy Land of the Cave, the warriors who walked out are still flesh and blood, facing cramps in the skin and the soul being burned by the fire, they can't help it.

Zi~

As the snail waved his hand, an illusory wave plunged into the flame, and suddenly a strand of fire in the flame turned into a fire knife, splitting Jiao Lin's arm.

"Ah~!"

There was no way to hide the pain on the soul, Jiao Lin screamed from the soul.

"What I said is true. The clan asked me to bring back the descendants of Jimeng, and use it to counter the Three Pearl Cave Sky at a later time."

"Sanzhu Dongtian chose the giant Mu Bo Bu as the puppet, with the most powerful strength, and wanted to compete with Sanzhu Dongtian, that's why he had this strategy."

...

"Why did you choose the frontier and northwest for several caves and sky."

"Other places are not suitable. There is Yingzhaohou in the south, Shuijun in the northeast, and Yaozu in the middle. Only the northwest is the most stable. Other places can only support a cave in the sky."

"Apart from you, what other sacred places are there?"

"There is the sacred land of Qin Chong in the Eastern Region, the Holy Land of Tianhe in the Southeast, and Wufeng Cave of the Northeast."

"Where is Ji Meng Dongtian?"

"Ji Meng Dongtian was destroyed ten thousand years ago?"

Hearing this, Xia Tuo narrowed his eyes, then asked: "How was it destroyed?"

"It was annihilated by the combination of all the caves and heavens on the border ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ Sanzhu Dongtian took the lead. My Liujiao Dongtian and other sacred places in the cave are all following the hands of Sanzhu Dongtian."

"I'm asking why it was destroyed!"

Zi~

"Ah~"

The spiritual fluctuation of the scream reverberated within the Yin Maidong days, and after dozens of breaths passed, Jiao Lin's recovery was only then.

"Jimeng Cave Sky was annihilated ten thousand years ago. The clan and other cave heavens kept secret about this matter and strictly blocked it.

It seems that there was a disagreement between Jimeng Dongtian and Zhudongtian. At that time, the King Jingtian of Daqi's king was shocked by the desolation, and there were no kings in the sacred land of Dongtian. Daqi Wang Court.

For this reason, the Bianhuang Dongtian secretly connected with the Great Yin King's Court, and then the Youying Demon Territory attacked, the Jingtian King fell, and Ji Meng Dongtian was also destroyed.

As for how many disputes there are, I don't know. "