The Strongest Tribe

Long Yaoshi didn't give face, and Xia Tuo didn't bother to pay attention to him. He picked up the wine glass and drank it by himself. He saw the eyes of the Longbo tribe with wide-open eyes, as if a golden flame was ignited and he was going to be burned to ashes. general.

　　 It's a pity that this is the territory of the Spirit Race, and the Longbo Race also has to take it.

　　……

　　 After half a day, in the surrounding clouds and mist, there was a shadow of people. A branch was as stalwart as a mountain, growing out of the clouds and mist, and two figures stood on the branch.

　　 It is Mu Qingyun, the lord of the giant wood clan, and an old man. Seeing that the pattern shown in his blue robe is from the Three Pearl Cave.

　　 After the two appeared without making a sound, they fell towards the top of the mountain and sat down behind the two wooden tables next to them.

　　 For a while, the three parties began to look at each other. You look at me and I look at you, as if you want to strip each other out to see through.

　　 It's a pity, no matter who it is, even Xia Tuo, with a ghost in his heart, smiling on the surface, mmp in his heart, the key is still calm and calm.

　　 After a long time, the three parties did not speak, Xia Tuo clearly felt the old man from Sanzhu Cave Sky, his eyes were always walking around him, he didn't care, picked up the wine glass and motioned to the old man.

　　 "It's hard to say that there are still goddesses in the precious land. There are so many good men in our clan. They are all good boys with good physiques.

　　 As soon as these words came out, Mu Qingyun and the old man in Sanzhu Dongtian suddenly changed their colors.

Mu Qingyun glanced at Xia Tuo, his pupils were murderous and introverted, but Mu Jiuhan from Dongtian looked at Xia Tuo bitterly, and said coldly: "Some people don't know how the sky is high and the earth is thick, and they don't even know how to die. ."

　　 Xia Tuo looked indifferent, glanced at the Long Bo tribe on the side, and found that the purebred giant's eyes were full of contempt and sneer. Looking at the surface alone, Sanzhu and Long Bo had nothing to do with the problem, but still could not be taken lightly.

　　The ancestor of the Spirit Race hiding behind the scenes, looking at the scene of the mountain top, couldn't help shaking his head. This Daxia clan master was really good at doing it with one hand, and came to a place where both parties were offended.

There are formations operating between the clouds and fog on the mountain. There is no distinction between day and night. On the territory of the spirit race, even the warriors of the sacred land of Dongtian dare not take it lightly, so they look at each other with big eyes and small eyes, so as not to be tricked. .

　　 One day later, the clan leader of the Black Dragon Bo tribe and the warrior of Liujiao Dongtian arrived late. The two middle-aged strong men exuded wild aura, and the dragon was looming.

　　 At this moment, the four most powerful uncles gathered in the northwest.

　　 The fat brother saw that they were all manifested in the Holy Realm, and his strength was a bit low.

　　 All the tribes gathered, Xia Tuo, as the initiator, naturally attracted attention. For the warriors of Dongtian Holy Land, Xia Tuo was nothing in their eyes. What they really cared about was the mountain, sea, and the sky.

As the battle of Qi Luck approached, although Da Xia didn’t show up, everyone knew that it was time to fight for life and death, so every step must be handled carefully. Only then can the Holy Land martial artist follow him closely. The tribal master's inseparable behavior.

　　 They were too lazy to take care of the Jingping northwest that Daxia called to suppress the Minggui tribe, but let's not come, and they were afraid that it was the conspiracy of Shanhaidongtian. In this entanglement and discomfort, everyone gathered in the ancient city of Qingteng.

　　 "Everyone is here, if you have something to say, just let it go."

　　Long Yaoshi glanced at Xia Tuo and hummed in an unkind tone.

　　 "The guy who hides his head and shows his tail, will the Mountain and Sea Holy Land send you two little people here?"

　　 For a time, the breath of the three tribes all vaguely faced Xia Tuo, being followed by sharp eyes, Xia Tuo still had a little pressure.

　　 "If the sky behind me is going to come, do you dare to come?"

　　 Then, he said contemptuously, with disdain on his face.

　　 "With you Long Bo's Holy Land?"

　　 "Asshole~"

　　Long Yaoshi was furious, his aura surged, but what Xia Tuo didn't expect was that this guy who was pretending to be a bully didn't do anything. He was obviously a bully and afraid of hardship.

　　 At this moment, he suddenly realized that there was a mountain, sea and cave behind him. The more mad he was, the less others would dare to act rashly without getting the details.

　　 "Today, I am calling you all for the matter of the ghost clan. All three clan leaders have heard about this matter."

　　 Then, Xia Tuo lost his mind, and directly ignored the three Dongtian warriors, and looked at the tribe master.

　　 "The ghost clan poisoned living beings in our Daxia, destroying the clan and ruining the tribe, and even wanted to build a ghost country."

　　 "Cut~"

　　 At this time, a contemptuous sound of unrelated matters sounded, and Xia Tuo turned his head to see that it was the fellow of Longbo Holy Land again.

　　 "Do you have a pit in your brain? It's our business for the ghost tribe to establish a ghost country in your clan."

　　 Xia Tuo glanced at Long Yaoshi, then ignored it.

He opened his mouth and said: "If the ghost clan is just building a ghost country, this is also Daxia's own business. No matter how big Xia's face is, I won't call all the clan owners. It is really related to our northwest. Safety.

The ghost tribe is just sent by a large force from outside the territory. Their real reason is to disturb the northwestern land, trigger the turbulence of the ground pulse, and then look for things in the ground vein. In this northwestern land, there is more than one uncle of Daxia. . "

Speaking of this, Xia Tuo glanced at a few warriors in the Holy Land of Caverns, and said in a deep voice: "The earth is pulsating and the earth is shattered, and the people are not living. When the fertile land is full of bones, resentment will run across the northwestern land, and the human luck will inevitably be hit. What everyone will do next will have a big impact."

Then, Xia Tuo looked at the three clan leaders again, and said in deep thought: "No matter how some people plan, this wasteland is a place where our tribes live and multiply. The earth collapsed, and the three felt that the uncle Can it last?"

　　 For a while, everyone looked at it and showed contemplation, and Long Yaoshi jumped out again.

　　 "Joke, even if the ground of your human race sinks, what's the matter with my uncle Long?"

Long Yaoshi’s big mouth made the old man Mu Jiuhan in Sanzhudongtian frown slightly. It’s such a thing, but can you say that? How could Long Bo Sacred Land send such a club out? , Just shut up.

　　 "You mean, the wasteland of the human race is the land that you want to grab, and the tribe is just your slave."

"you……!"

　　 At this time, a hoarse voice sounded, interrupting Long Yaoshi's words.

　　 "What's the meaning of the power of tongue? Although I was lonely behind the wasteland, I used to walk out of the wasteland. This is our homeland, and Sanzhudongtian never dared to forget it."

　　 Mu Jiuhan's words showed the open-eyed nonsense to the extreme. He was really afraid that the idiot of the Longbo clan would say something shocking.

　　 This is not the Longbo Holy Land, it is the site of the Spirit Race. If today’s things spread out, Dongtian Holy Land will be shameless. If it is cast aside by thousands of people, it will be in trouble.

　　 "Okay, the predecessor of Sanzhu Dongtian is indeed a role model for my human race, I will continue."

Xia Tuopi smiled and complimented, and then said: "As for which force outside the territory controls the ghost clan, I don't need to say any more. Several venerable drivers from the sky should be clear in their hearts. As for who it is, let us temporarily Without mentioning it, let’s talk about the cause of the Minggui tribe’s disturbance of the border shortage."

　　 "We all know about this, let's talk about how to destroy the ghost clan."

　　 At this moment, the Jiao faint of the Sixth Sacred Land, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke.

　　 Hearing the words, Mu Qingyun and Zi Wuxiao lowered their heads slightly, a glimmer of light flashed in their eyes, and then disappeared.

　　 They didn't know the reason for disturbing the border shortage. The people of Dongtian Holy Land wouldn't let them intervene. It seemed that there must be some secret in it.

　　 "Yes, since the ghost clan is in trouble, let's talk about how to destroy the ghost clan."

Mu Jiuhan groaned for a moment, and then agreed. They already knew what the Ghost Tribe was looking for. It was precisely because of this that they did not allow the Giant Mu Bu to intervene, a divine kingdom that moved the hearts of the great caves outside the territory. May be indifferent.

　　 If the giant tree knows where the kingdom of God is, it will be very troublesome to break away from the control at that time.

　　 Don’t look at being honest at the moment. Once there is hope of turning over, it’s not necessarily so, so just don’t give it the slightest hope, and just be a thug in the holy place.

　　 "Clan Lord Xia, the ghost clan in my clan, we can be destroyed by ourselves, so you don't need to worry about it."

　　 Mu Qingyun said, replying.

　　"That's natural, and Xia did not like to participate in other clan affairs. Today, he summoned three clan leaders to come here, just to conclude a contract to jointly destroy the ghost clan.

　　 Once it is discovered that the ghost clan has other actions, we exchange news and fight together.

In order to ensure that all of us are at ease, all four of us have established a totem contract. During the encirclement and suppression of the ghost clan, the four have tried their best to prevent each other from attacking each other~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Luck withered, never to rise again. "

　　 The totem contract must be established, otherwise all the tribes will have a ghost, and the union will be broken without need. For Xia Tuo's words, the three tribe leaders nodded.

　　 "I don't know what you think?"

　　The Black Dragon Clan Lord glanced at Jiao Faint, then nodded and said: "Yes, but the terms in this contract need to be discussed in detail."

　　 "That's natural, we must discuss it carefully."

　　 Then the giant wood clan lord and the purple electricity clan lord nodded one after another after receiving the instruction, and everyone began to draw up the terms of the totem contract.

In a blink of an eye, three days have passed, and the totem contract concerning the four joint encirclement and suppression of the ghost clan and other big hands behind it has been discussed. The densely packed more than ten thousand characters cover hundreds of large and small matters, even the eighteenth generation of the ancestors. Included.

　　 For example, during the period of encirclement and suppression of ghost tribes, the four parts must not use curses to attack each other, not use the dead relatives of each tribe to condense evil methods, not kidnap tribes, poison, induce panic in each tribe, etc., and so on.

　　 A piece of animal skin the size of ten feet is densely memorized.

　　 "Wait, there is one more."

　　 At this time, Xia Tuo took the animal skin paper and began to write.

"In order to stabilize the four parts of Daxia, Zidian, Giant Wood, and Black Dragon during the period of encirclement and suppression of the ghost tribe, and to ensure the smooth progress of the next battle of air luck, the contract was signed from the beginning to the beginning of the battle of air luck. The four clan masters of the country can only start the battle of luck without one. The offenders are ruined and luck withered.”