The Strongest Tribe

　　 Wufeng Holy Land, as one of the seven great caves in the wilderness, was already in decline tens of thousands of years ago, and the extent of its decline was the highest among the caves.

　　Unfortunately, no one thought that the first to be destroyed was Ji Meng, and Wufeng Holy Land was lingering after the war ten thousand years ago.

　　 Hundreds of years ago, when the three great caves in the northwest were in turmoil, Daxia's strength could only look at the northwestern land, and he didn't know much about Wufeng Holy Land, after all, the distance was too far.

　　 However, when the young master of Daqi had revenge, he did not fall behind on Wufeng Holy Land.

　　 Xia Tuo straddled the northern land and appeared at the junction of land volcanoes and waters. There was a heavy red and smoke floating above the void, reflecting on the surface of the water, making the sky and water a color.

　　 Due to the ash from the volcanic eruption from the frequent fall in the waters, few aquatic fishes live in this waters.

　　 Of course, water beasts are not counted.

　　 When Xia Tuo crossed the water, perhaps he hadn't seen anyone for too long, and even the beasts in the water in the semi-pure blood state regarded him as prey.

　　 It took almost a month, and he found Fenggu Mountain in the bay next to the landing place.

　　 Fenggu Mountain is more than a hundred feet above the water surface, with a radius of about a mile. The overall mountain is steep, crimson, and cracked on the surface of the mountain. There is continuous magma seeping out, and it collides with the water surface to make a sizzling noise.

　　 Standing outside Fenggu Mountain, Xia Tuo Yuanshen's thoughts were placed outside, surrounding the entire mountain. Don't look at the mountains on the water. The mountains are not big, but the entire mountain is thousands of meters in size underwater, showing a pointed cone.

　　With the spread of spiritual thoughts, Xia Tuo did not consume any time and effort to capture a trace of fluctuations hidden in the void wall. This is a big gap compared to the fact that he had not found a trace after searching in the northwest for several months.

Space fluctuations. On a crack on the surface of Fenggu Mountain, the space wall and the cracks are strangely fused together, in a cycle of continuous destruction and reorganization. This kind of fluctuation is very small, and it is only the source of the strong in the environment. God can only find it deliberately.

　　 Just imagine, which one of the lands that existed, used the soul to sweep the deserted island to play.

　　 Xia Tuo looked at the spatial fluctuations, thinking in his heart. According to reason, the portal of a sacred place in the sky is very secret from the outside, and it is impossible to expose such a flaw.

　　 This flaw is exposed, once it is known by the hostile forces, it is easy to break through the gate and penetrate into the cave sky, unless there is a problem inside it, it will have no time to take care of it.

　　 After hesitating for a moment, Xia Tuo decided to go in and take a look.

　　 hum!

　　 In the spiritual world, the primordial spirit stood up, and a spirit wave radiated out, turned into a spirit sword, and hit the space wave.

　　 Click!

　　 The next moment, the spirit penetrated this spatial fluctuation in an instant, and then tore a crack in it.

"This"

　　 For a moment, the scene in front of him made Xia Tuo look startled, and he didn't even have any defense. According to reason, there should be a large formation in front of the mountain gate, and someone needs to sit down.

　　 In the blink of an eye, the space cracks slowly opened, and the three divine lights of silver, red, and blue were looming and concluding, and an illusory phoenix shadow appeared, and finally turned into a portal.

　　 The gate of Wufeng Holy Land was opened like this.

　　 without any defense.

　　 At this moment, Xia Tuo's thoughts were like electricity, and it rushed into the depths in an instant.

no one!

　　 He can reach three thousand miles in a single thought, but he didn't notice a breath of living beings wherever he went.

　　 Then, Xia Tuo stepped into the gate of Fengying, and in the blink of an eye he appeared in a small world cave independent of the wasteland, where the mountains, rivers, plains, and lakes have a panoramic view.

　　 Standing high above the sky, overlooking the four directions, the mountains are undulating, the lakes are inlaid on the earth, and you can see an ancient big city in the middle of the plain.

　　 However, all this is too quiet.

　　 There is a desolation and silence in the emptiness, just like an abandoned village where no one has lived for too long, giving people a desolate feeling.

　　 Not only that, Xia Tuo also saw the plains outside the city, and the plots were vertical and horizontal, and the squares were well-maintained.

　　 This is Ling Tian!

　　Dongtian Holy Land has mastered the cultivation of spiritual fields.

　　 Seeing this scene, Xia Tuo raised his eyebrows.

Then, he fell towards the plain below, and the barren and desolate aura became stronger and stronger. Some of the spiritual rice grown in the field had grown to several feet high, and the ears of rice that came out were grains the size of a watermelon. But more have withered and overgrown with weeds.

　　 He quickly appeared in the city. The atmosphere exudes from this city is very old. The walls are glowing with black luster, the city is silent, the stone temple platform is covered with ashes, and the fallen leaves are covered with stone roads.

　　Where are the people in Wufeng Holy Land?

　　 Xia Tuo was not surprised that there was such a big city in Wufeng Holy Land that seemed to be able to accommodate at least two million people.

　　Dongtian Holy Land has existed for so many years, not every descendant of blood can awaken the blood of ancestors, and the resources of Dongtian Holy Land cannot awaken the blood of every tribe.

　　 Like the outside world, the survival of the fittest, only the people who have awakened their blood will be truly nurtured.

　　 Ordinary tribesmen without awakened blood, for Dongtian Holy Land, it is the basis for maintaining the inheritance. Who knows which tribe will re-awaken and return blood.

　　 The desolation that pervades the sky in Wufeng Cave is not a pretend, but a real desolation. It looks like this for at least hundreds of years, even longer than this.

　　 Passing through the city, Xia Tuo headed straight toward the undulating mountains in the depths. Everything in the stone palace and pavilions in the city was still there, and there were not few spirit crystals and soldiers. It seemed that the Wufeng tribe was not in crisis.

　　 In the depths of Wufeng Holy Land, a mountain rises straight into the sky, standing in the center.

　　啾!

　　 At this time, Xia Tuo raised his head when he heard the sound, and his eyes fell to the top of the huge mountain in the depths. With a cry, a golden light burst out thousands of ways in the slightly dim world of the cave, dispelling the darkness.

　　 The laws of Zhiyang were intertwined and concluded on the top of the giant mountain, and the light began to derive, and a cloud of sky fire was ignited from the laws, and the golden phoenix in the sky fire spread its wings, and began to gradually fly towards the sky above the holy land of the sky.

　　 At this moment, Xia Tuo felt the scorching heat and light, and the big sun flying from the top of the huge mountain was a burning red phoenix, and the flames all over him developed.

　　After looking carefully several times, Xia Tuo saw through the raging flames the body of the fire phoenix, which was a phoenix witch treasure made of red bronze.

　　 Artificial big day.

　　 In other words, this is the light created by Wufeng Dongtian himself.

This phoenix witch treasure is surrounded by dozens of flame laws, such as flame, red sun, light, purple sun, etc. It is also a sixth-tier high-grade auxiliary witch treasure, and he is somewhat inaccurate when it goes up. Beyond the horizon.

　　 deserves to be a big dog family who has passed on for several generations.

　　 Cursing and cursing, Xia Tuo's footsteps are not slow, and he soon came under the giant mountain. Below the giant mountain range are stone temples with a height of three hundred meters. You can vaguely see the carvings of the phoenix and the statue.

　　 A strong smell of blood permeates, and there is a stench in the smell of blood.

　　 At this moment, there is no need for him to look up close at all, a **** picture is already reflected in his pupils.

　　京观.

　　 A mountain of human heads.

　　 are densely packed with human heads.

　　 No wonder the people in Wufeng Cave are gone, they are all here.

Too much.

　　 piled up into a mountain, covering the stone temple under the huge mountain.

　　 "Jing Chou"

Xia Tuo yin, looking at the rigid heads, adults, children, old people, men and women, old and young, still retaining the horror before death. Even in these years, he has killed many people, even because of his involvement. And far more than a million people died, but it was the first time I saw such a scene.

　　 At this moment, Wufeng Cave Sky is still running on its own, and the Fire Phoenix Day still rises from the giant mountain.

　　咚

After passing through the mountain where the head was piled up, Xia Tuo fell to the largest stone hall. The six hundred-foot-high stone gates of the stone hall opened. A row of kneeling figures outside the hall was full of figures. All their heads were cut off, and black flames and flames jumped around the neck. There was a phantom who was struggling and roaring, suffering the burning of flames.

　　 Looking at the ancestral hall of the Wufeng tribe from here, the shrine of the ancestors of the Wufeng tribe is long gone. There is only a black stone stele with four ancient seal characters.

　　 Daqi Royal Family!

　　 There is a copper lamp on the left and right under the stele, the flame is beating, two figures are bound in the wick, the lamp oil is trembling, and the flame is beating.

Kneeling down there are two figures, a middle-aged and an old man, with their heads on the ground and stiff bodies. The soul has become a wick~www.wuxiaspot.com~ These two people should be the holy masters of Wufeng Holy Land. And the Supreme Elder.

　　Hu

　　 took a breath, the hall that was supposed to be shining by candlelight was gloomy at this moment. The primordial spirit in the two long-bright copper lamps was boiled by fire and oil, roaring ferociously, but could not make a sound.

　　 The aura radiated by the two primordial spirits can reach the state of transforming 20%, which means that the strength of the two realm-breaking powerhouses Wufeng Dongtian is just the first step.

　　 The two land-opening realms are definitely very strong to the outside world, but for the heavenly sacred land with supreme glory, it is really a defeat.

　　 How can such strength be able to stop the revenge of Young Master Daqi.

　　 I have to say, Young Master Daqi is a ruthless person.

　　 Really exterminating the clan, Xia Tuo made a circle in Wufeng Cave, except that the vegetation was still alive, there was not even one hunting beast in the cave.

　　Dongtian Totem Pillar was overturned and shattered, and all the people of the tribe lost their heads.

In addition, most of the things in the sky of Wufeng Cave have not moved. For Young Master Daqi who has already sacrificed to the ghost king and ghost king, no matter how good things are in the Wasteland and Yang Realm, it is like a stubborn stone in the wilderness. The role of.

　　 He stayed in the wasteland and didn't leave. He had only one thought, revenge.

　　 Wufeng is just the beginning, and the fate of other sacred places in the cave will not be worse than this.

After making a round in Wufeng Cave, Xia Tuo also got into trouble. It seems that Young Master Da Qi’s sky lanterns lighted by flesh and blood souls would not take hundreds of thousands of years to extinguish. In these times, Wufeng Cave would have To be idle.