The Strongest Tribe

  The generation of human aura is, in the final analysis, a problem within the human blood. The change, increase, decrease, corruption, etc. of the aura are all kinds of problems arising from the human blood.

  Human base, number of strong, natural disasters and man-made disasters, tribal changes, etc., are the main factors affecting the changes in air luck.

  At this moment, the fortune of the Daxia clan is so majestic as a volcanic eruption and raging fire. This shows that there will be a great change that can affect the development of Daxia, and even if the Jiuyou cannot control the danger of destroying Daxia's foundation.

  In the following time, Wuwu sat in Tianlu Mountain and began to insight into the surrounding areas and trace the origin of the Qi Luck riots. Xia Tuo visited the clan palace personally and controlled the affairs of the clan.

The Qi Luck Riot not only empathizes with him as the clan leader, but has actually affected the entire Daxia clan, but for ordinary people, they have a low level of perception of the heavens and the earth, and can only be passively affected, such as their mental outlook. , Irritable, temperament and other changes.

  The more powerful the warrior, the more he will feel a sense of crisis, turbulent thoughts, and it is difficult to calm down, but for the strong, self-control is strong and can stabilize one's heart.

  In just one month, the Shadow Guard and the Town Demon Division had insights into the territory of the clan, and the situation reported to Xia Tuo showed that the situation was getting worse.

Chaos is growing, and riots are accumulating. The original Jingping Great Xia territory, especially when the Lihou Department announced to the Quartet, air luck feeds back the earth. In the originally stable mountains and rivers, there are Yin Qi, evil spirits, and ghosts that begin to wreak havoc. , Swept the hills.

  Evil ghosts swept across, it will erode the human race, and the temperament of the ghosts will change drastically behind the ghosts. What's more, the ghosts will become bloodthirsty, and they will make waves everywhere.

  Daxia Palace.

"The patriarch, all Dao realms in the territory have ghastly wounding incidents. The gatherings range from hundreds to thousands of thousands. They cultivate magic skills, practice evil methods, sacrifice flesh and blood, babies cry in the wild, and ghosts cry. Around the mountains and forests."

  The evil spirit stood with his hand in his hand, he was in charge of the town of the evil spirit, and there was a trace of fatigue on his pale face.

In just one month, the various branches of the Town Demon Division were exhausted and killed countless people. However, the ghosts and forests gathered and swept through the mountains, and the crowds were wiped out one wave after another, but if the mountains and wilds were not destroyed The yin and cold air rising from time to time suppressed, this kind of strangulation cures the symptoms but not the root cause.

  "Ghosts at the junction of Qinghuai Dao and Giant Dao have already been born with supernatural powers. They have not been strangled during several encirclement and suppression operations. Instead, more than 30,000 ghost soldiers have gathered to occupy the ghosts and Wuthering Mountains.

  In the depths of Linghe ghosts, there is a deep cave derived from it, which is not bottomless. Yin Qi sweeps out from the cave, and there are ghosts and charms. At present, no ghosts and charms above the fifth level have been detected.

  The southern Heishui River riots, there have been two sixth-order ghosts, more than ten fifth-order ghosts, and nearly a hundred fourth-order ghosts. There are countless ordinary second and third-order ghosts, occupying the dark cracks in the depths of Heishui, and there seems to be a big riot. "

  Xia Tuo leaned on the main seat and quietly listened to the evil spirits reporting the matter to him. As expected, misfortunes never come singly, and the leaks in the house happen to rain overnight.

When the Sword Demon Division was first established, it was for the Jingping area to cooperate with the various city guards and wanderings. These years, it has spread throughout the territory of Daxia, but the ghosts and charms are like a spark, even the Sword Demon Division. Can't hold it.

  There are many ghosts in the territory of Daxia. In fact, in some deep mountains and old forests, there are Yin Qi derived from them. To count them, they can all be classified as ghosts.

   "Are there any more?" After a moment of indulgence, Xia Tuo spoke.

"Yes, there have been many warriors who are haunted by ghosts and demons and practice evil methods in various places. They are very hidden and difficult to capture. I am afraid that many families have inadvertently covered the whereabouts of these people, so in order to find these people It's troublesome."

"Order the city guards and wanderers of the city lord's mansion to cooperate with the town demon division. Whenever there is an evil demon, they will chase to the end, help the warriors who are covered by the evil demon to kill, the ethnic group will kill the blood, and the rest will be demoted to slaves and sent to the mine. hole."

  Hesitated for a while, Xia Tuo continued: “The proclamation ordered the various towns and borders to start patrolling their respective domains. If necessary, they can mobilize soldiers stationed in the pass to surround and suppress the demons.”

   "Go ahead."

  The evil spirit had just left, and the snails floated into the clan hall like a ghost.

   "Patriarch, Zhu Rong Slave Hall fox veteran wants to see you." Luo stood in position and said, "I said there is a big deal to discuss."

  "Big deal?" Wen Sheng Xia Tuo's eyes showed thoughts, what kind of big deal does the veteran of the slave hall have, it is nothing more than the slave trade, and the number of slaves escorted from outside the territory over the years is over 100 million, this transaction is not big?

  At this moment, a wisp of black smoke fell on the wooden case in front of Xia Tuo between Conch’s wave of hands, and said: “Patriarch, this is the account book for trading slaves with the slave hall over the years. The number of slaves, costs, and men and women are recorded.”

  Xia Tuo reached out and picked up the Wu Lingjian, a ray of thought fell into it, and he immediately understood the record.

Over the past 100 years, through the hands of the Zhurongyu Slave Hall, he has built a total of 16 slave guards in the Northern Territory for the slaves who have been traded. If there are more than one territory, the number of slaves exceeds 10 million, and the number of slaves is as small as 5 or 6 million It costs tens of millions of Lingjing.

  In the wasteland human race slaves are the least valuable. The wasteland is very large, and the speed and number of human race reproduction are the highest among all races, that is, in the borderlands, the population appears sparse.

   "Is there any other news." Putting Wu Lingjian down, Xia Tuo said, "Zhu Rong, the other two veterans have news."

   "No." Luo shook his head slightly. Although he was in control of the transaction with Zhu Rongyu's slave hall, since he got on the right track, there have been people who handed over slaves, and he was only responsible for overall planning.

  At this time, the snail with a pale face like a zombie changed his expression, and then said: "Patriarch, it seems that there has been no news about the two elders, bone spirits and scorpions for a long time."

  The slave trade with Zhu Rongyu over the years has been normal. Normally, Xia Tuo felt a little abnormal. What is the slave hall?

  A place where a group of abnormal guys gather, what is their motto?

  I would rather harm ourselves as well as others!

  Now they are earning the spirit crystals honestly. Is this normal?

  Bone Spirit and Flood Demon came to the door, which is enough to show that these two people are not good fellows, and it is impossible to be so quiet.

  At this time, Xia Tuo can be suspicious for Xia Tuo at this time.

"You go back first, just say that I am in retreat. I'm not sure when I will leave the customs. I want to meet and wait for a while." After hesitating, Xia Tuo spoke. He needs to figure out what happened to Zhu Rongyu. What's the matter.

  " Mobilize the Shadow Guards, monitor the turmoil in the territory, cooperate with the Summon Division and the cities to destroy the evil spirits.

  Also, Linghe Guiyou was one of your cultivation places at the beginning, but now a big cave has appeared in the Guiyou. Can you find out what's going on? "

   "I have been there. The deep cave is not bottomed, it seems to communicate with the nether." Luo frowned and said softly, "Can't go too deep."

   "Uncle."

  At this time, Qiao'er's voice resounded in the clan hall, she volleyed into the air, a heavy purple qi lingering around her body, as if she was floating in an illusion.

"The yin qi bounces back because our great summer qi can't control the mountains and rivers and the earth, so the cold qi lurking in the depths of the earth begins to return. Those lonely ghosts, ghosts and ghosts who like yin, Rise naturally.

  Uncle, I also feel that our ethnic luck is quietly losing. "

"what!"

   Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo raised his eyebrows, making it difficult to look. Similarly, the snail frowned, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

  "When did I find it."

  At this moment, the purple light in Xia Tuo's hand flashed, and the luck passed. The first thing he thought of was the copper plate of luck. The Destiny left him a stone egg destiny.

  It was the appearance of the Mandate of Heaven that triggered a sudden change in the situation in the Northwest. Da Xia took advantage of the situation and gradually annexed the Quartet.

After the meeting of fate, he obtained several destiny in a row, and obtained the mysterious bronze from Elder Long Xiangsheng, made it into a disc, and inlaid the destiny stone egg on it, and refined it into a piece of luck. treasure.

  Speaking of it, this copper plate can only be regarded as an artifact, and it is far from the real treasure of luck.

   "Uncle, it's not this luck treasure, but there are other existences." Qiao'er said, her current strength is limited, it is difficult to see whether she is absorbing the great summer luck from behind.

As a great summer witch festival, she cultivated the same destiny, which is very close to the luck of luck, but after all, it is not the real luck of luck, but if one’s luck is great, one can change one’s life, so there is a deep relationship between the two. Entanglement.

   "When I returned to the fox girl, I said I was in retreat." Xia Tuo looked at Luo, then said to Qiao'er: "Go, let's go and see."

  ……

  Tianlu Mountain.

  Woo's body swelled in a circle, yes, it was angry.

  Something stole his luck, can he not be angry?

  As a reincarnation sentence mang, in fact, it is not easy to live. This is not the era of innate true spirits rampant. Even if the innate natal imprint is restored, he does not dare to be too sullen.

  Now any cat and dog dare to bully him, and steal his luck, this is the most important thing for him to recover his strength.

"Son of a bitch!"

   "Big tortoise!"

   "Old turtle three!"

   "I'm so mad, if I find out who it is, I will call them Grandpa."

  Compared to Wuwu's rage, Xia Tuo can be sober, the power of air transport, and mystery. This is one of the most mysterious and unpredictable powers in the wasteland.

  Whoever controls this kind of power has the power to change one's fate against the sky. At the moment someone can quietly absorb Daxia's luck, which is terrifying.

  Qi Luck is nothingness, tribes are its carriers, totems are the introductory of convergence, so it is taken away from Daxia, this method is very surprising.

   Buzz!

   Soon, the whining turned into a stream of light, and it slammed into the center of Xia Tuo's eyebrows. When the purple light was in full bloom, Xia Tuo's eyes also turned into dazzling purple, looking towards the sky.

On   Tianlu Mountain, a large pillar of purple gas glowed and went straight to the top of the Nine Heavens, surrounded by the vast ocean of purple sea. The large pillar of purple gas was like a needle in the ocean.

At this moment, Xia Tuo saw that at the top of the purple energy, the void was distorted, and the sand-like void fragments were constantly shattering and reorganizing. The threads of purple energy were drawn away like flowing water, and then left. The Xia clan was lucky and disappeared.

  Compared with Daxia’s huge clan fortune, the purple energy that was pumped away is not even a small stream, but the meaning is quite different. This represents that the originally perfect Daxia clan fortune has loopholes.

  Just like the giant embankment blocking the river, an ant nest appeared.

  Fair luck has a great effect. Otherwise, the innate true spirit, such a stalwart group, would not enter into an eternal totem contract with the human race, and would be willing to become a human tribe totem to protect the human race to multiply.

   "Xia Xiaozi, what have you done? Why is the world so turbulent and unstable."

At this moment, Lao Yuan’s voice sounded and spread into Xia Tuo’s spiritual world. As the former King of Heaven, an old fellow who has lived for tens of thousands of years, this sudden change between heaven and earth was clearly captured by him. Arrived.

On the top of the Tianlu Mountain, Xia Tuo's figure moved slightly, and then the purple gas swayed across the sky and disappeared, appearing in the earth vein cave below the Tianlu Mountain.

   "Can the ancestor see the clue?" Within the cave, Xia Tuo asked in a deep voice, and then said: "The luck of the clan is losing, although it is extremely small and hidden in the dark, it is undoubtedly true."

  Lao Yun heard the sound, a touch of surprise appeared in his eyes, and asked: "The luck of your clan is losing?"

Although he belongs to the genus of the Aquatic Turtle, he has long been entangled with the Daxiahou tribe. Over the years, he can sleep on his stomach peacefully, relying on the shelter of the Daxia tribe. Breaking away from the constant contact, everything will be prosperous, everything will be damaged, and the great summer will be destroyed. Without the protection of luck, he will be very dangerous.

  After thinking for a moment, Lao Yun said: “In this case, either someone is absorbing the fortune and tempering the treasure, or someone is secretly grabbing the fortune of the clan and using it to plan other things, such as changing one’s fate.”

  "This is my Daxia's luck. Can others use it after grabbing it?" As soon as he spoke, Xia Tuo knew that he had made a mistake. Back then, Dongtian Holy Land wanted to use baggage to replace Tao Zheng, grabbing the luck of the uncle's side.

  At that time, Dongtian Sacred Land still knew how to converge, and knew that the control uncle put a layer of cover on him, and now it is the end of the game.

  "This is a long story." At this moment, Lao Yuan said again: "The age of mountains and seas is the age of the true spirit of heaven and earth. Heaven and earth loves the true spirit of heaven and earth, so the true spirit of heaven and earth is extremely powerful and has become the endorsement between heaven and earth.

  But the real spirit of heaven and earth was too swollen and disgusted by heaven and earth, so it came to the catastrophe and was completely damaged. The human race rose from the wasteland after the catastrophe and gained the favor of heaven and earth to occupy the nine regions of the wasteland.

  Since Yankang, it can be regarded as the adult age until now. The human race is not as strong as the real spirit of heaven and earth, but it can become stronger step by step through acquired learning and transformation.

  So in the entire wasteland, the human race is the master of air luck that occupies the mainstream of heaven and earth, in other words, it occupies fate.

  The existence of destiny, who doesn’t want it? "

   "That's why Daxia was targeted." Xia Tuo's tone became cold. Qi luck is so important that he can change his life, refine treasures, and purify blood. Therefore, some people are interested in Daxia's accumulation and want to get something for nothing.

  "Yeah~" Lao Yun nodded, and said in deep thought: "It looks like this is the situation. Someone wants to share the luck of the Daxia Clan. As for what to do, the ancestor is not clear."

  At this moment, Xia Tuo was not calm at all. Some people calculated that it was easy for him to do it, but after calculating the entire Daxia, it was a little frightening. The key is that there is no hidden hand behind it for the time being.

  Even the totem master, Wuwu, could not find any clues for the time being. He could only stare at the flow of air luck. The main reason was that there was too little air luck flowing away at the moment, so I could not catch any useful air machine.

After staying in Dimai Dongtian for a while, Xia Tuo's figure reappeared on the top of Tianlu Mountain, picked up Wuwu and placed it in front of him, and said, "If the luck of the person behind it increases, can it be induced? induction."

Wuwu's body was a bit bigger. It was annoying. His small eyes rolled around and said: "Atuo, you are as smart as I am. This is what Benwu thinks. They want to calculate our luck. We also need to see if Xiantian Jumang is a vegetarian."

  I can’t sense the direction of the flow of air luck at the moment, because the flow of air luck is too little, but compared with the air luck of the entire ethnic group, it is very difficult to catch the trace.

   So increase the amount of air transport loss, use this method to trace the source and see where the air transport ends up.

   "Look at me, these people really don't use words as totems."

  Wuwu flew up, wrapped up in the sky, full of purple qi, and his body was directly transformed into the size of a hundred meters, with double dragons on his feet and wings on his back, standing like a towering mountain in the ocean of luck.

  Jumang's figure appeared, his wings flapped, and the purple gas in the sky turned into a torrent. He reached out and grabbed the purple gas.

   Suddenly a bucket of purple gas was caught, and it followed the purple column straight into the sky above, and crashed into the twisted sky.

  ……

  On the earth filled with ancient waste gas, large and small mountains are suspended, the chains of gods are locked in the air, running across the north and south, shining with the light of blue, purple, blue, and black.

  The rich desert air is also mixed with a strong decayed atmosphere, as if the air here has not circulated for a long time, in the mountains and the wild, from time to time, there are groups of dazzling lights that explode and rise like mushroom clouds.

  Red, red, and golden fire lights swept from all directions, toward the depths surrounded by mountains, where the mountains are bare, and the mountains are carved into huge stone statues with weathered and mottled surfaces.

   Chirp! Tweeted! Tweeted!

Finally, these divine flames exploded, revealing a head of extremely handsome firefowl, luan bird, phoenix bird, flamingo, fire ibis, fire bird, fire crow, etc., densely packed, large and small, chirping and calling out. Keep dancing and rolling in the air.

  These firebirds hovered in mid-air, swallowing flames of various colors, blazing to render the sky, a crimson fire cloud came from a distance, and the surrounding firebirds scattered towards the four directions when they saw it.

  While the fire cloud rolled, a large fire dragon with eight feathers was revealed, and it was swallowing strong flames, and the tail was dragging dozens of miles of red clouds, steaming.

  The big fire dragon protruded its head from the fire cloud. It was thirty feet high. Its two big eyes were like two rounds of sparks.

  At this moment, a huge volcano was reflected in the dragon's eyes, and magma was rolling inside the volcano, and several firebirds and fire dragon cubs sprinkled joy in the magma.

  The surface of this volcano is inlaid with patches of dark golden dragon scales and phoenix feathers full of **** patterns, which outlines a dense flame pattern and continuously emits flames.

  The big fire dragon looked down, a flash of fire on his body, and suddenly turned into a giant five feet tall, with a red chalcedony-like dragon horn on the top of the head, and the dragon's wings shrank on the back.

  His appearance is 80 to 90% similar to humans, with fine dragon scales deriving from his arms and body, especially the position of some joints, the scales are even more prominent.

  "Stop playing, just go away."

   With a stern shout, the little fire beast cubs rolling in the magma, all of them were shocked and ran out quickly, bursting out flames, some of them directly transformed into human forms, running around naked.

Seeing the little cubs ran clean, the fire dragon fell directly toward the depths of the volcano and plunged into the thick magma. Below the flaming magma, thousands of feet away, is a red and crystal hall space. The hall is like a small world cave, undulating red. In the mountains, no other vegetation and things can be seen, and the flames continue to generate waves of air.

In the center of the space, there is an altar the size of one hundred meters. On the altar is a golden dragon bone. The dragon bone is fifty meters in size. The cracks on the surrounding are clearly visible. The sharp edge penetrates the void, and the surrounding void is constantly shattered and reorganized. In the process.

In the center of the twisted void above the keel, there was a void about three feet square with a faint purple rhyme, and the strands of purple air fell like mist, falling on the golden keel.

   Under the altar, there were three old witch sacrifices wearing large scarlet robes and full of various flame **** patterns. They were silent and could not feel the slightest aura fluctuation.

In addition to the three scarlet robe witch sacrifices, there are dozens of figures outside the altar, but they are all dead. The most decadent guy has a golden light on his sacrificial robe, and a flame wandering dragon is looming, but his head has become Without the bones, the skeleton looks a little deformed.

After the Great Red Dragon fell, he respectfully bowed to the keel on the altar three times and nine knocks, pouting his **** and not getting up, and the flames surrounding him also converged to the extreme.

  "Pang Longhong, is there anything wrong with Wang Ting?"

  After about half of the incense, the old voice sounded, it was the old witch sacrifice at the forefront. His figure did not move, the corners of his mouth did not close, and the voice came out of thin air.

   "Going back to the high priest, no major incident happened. The King of the Nine Days is still in retreat to cultivate the King's Law, everything is calm."

  Kneeling on the ground, Longhong's tone was low, somewhat suppressing his own words. In this space, there are countless fire-type true spirits, which are floating like fireflies, and his face is glowing red in the flashing light.

   "Then what are you doing?"

  The old witch priest raised his head lightly, his eyes always falling on the purple qi hanging from the top of the altar.

"Coming to return to life, the human slaves are ready, just waiting to be sent into the border shortage, to expand the population base of the border shortage." Longhong said, and then said: "It is through the slave hall, and everyone involved will be cut off. Please The high priest can rest assured that no one will be caught."

Hearing the sound, a gleam of light flashed in the turbid eyes of the old witch sacrifice, and after hesitating, he said: "Ning Wrong killed and never let it go. This time we secretly did not let anyone know, lest we repeat the mistakes of thousands of years ago, understand ?"

  The words of the old witch sacrifice suddenly became sharp, and Longhong's body trembled slightly, and he said hurriedly: "Please rest assured, the high priest, I would rather kill by mistake, and I will never reveal anything."

At this moment, the old Witch Ji’s eyes that were still calm, suddenly became a little hot, and the aura on his body became a little violent. It was originally the same as the old man of the human tribe, but at this moment, there is a strange aura that does not belong to the original aura of the human race. Burst out.

  A pair of eyes became deeper and deeper, and twisted runes were faintly visible. These runes were red, dark gold, and mysterious, mixed with ancient and vast evil spirits.

   "If there is an accident, let the Lei Ying, Gao Xin, and Li Chi push it out to the front, understand?"

   "Rainbow understands."

   "Go ahead."

  豢Longhong flew away, and the eyes of the old witch priest fell on the dragon bones on the altar again.

   "Hmm~"

For a moment, the three old witch priests sitting cross-legged raised their heads and looked at the twisted void above the center of the keel. The originally three-foot twisted void, the wisps of purple air suddenly gathered into a trickle, pouring down. , The power of sentient beings pervades.

  The old witch sacrifice eyes on the left showed a crimson, with runes flashing, shining brightly, and said: "The luck is really magnificent, it seems that you did not choose the wrong one this time!"

  In contrast, the old witch festival on the right showed a strange smile on his face covered with fine scales, and a golden mist surging faintly on his face, and phantoms of birds appeared.

"Oh~" The old witch sacrifice said, but his voice was as delicate as a woman, and his body shape was so different. Then he said: "Drain his luck and awaken the silent dragon marrow. One day will become the true spirit between heaven and earth, the only true spirit blessed by heaven and earth, the supreme king of the entire wasteland."

  The leading old witch sacrifice did not speak, but the heat in his eyes was not weakened at all than the other two, and even more enthusiastic and crazy.

  In today's era, the human race is blessed and favored by the world. If the dragon clan wins the favor of the human race and the innate method of the heaven and earth true spirit, then on the wasteland, who is the opponent.

  ……

Tianlu Mountain, the scattered pictures, fragmented, Xia Tuo only saw a deep hall in the purple air, there was a phantom, a bone was absorbing Daxia’s luck, and then this picture was like The mirror surface is generally fragmented.

  Woo's figure quickly dissipated and turned into a loach again. Although the picture was fragmented, the scene passed back gave Xia Tuo a shock.

  Panglong!

   is another ancient clan of human race.

   is this ethnic group grabbing the luck of Daxia.

   Let Wuwu enter the clan movement to recuperate, Xia Tuo returned to the clan court, read the clan classics, and found the relevant records of the Fulong clan in just a short time.

The   Panglong clan emerged in the Yankang era. It is rumored that its ancestors raised real dragons and later merged with dragon blood.

  These records are too far away, which is of no use to the current nature, but Xia Tuo found some clues through the collection of ancient books in the family.

  Ten thousand years ago, the Dragon clan secretly promoted the destruction of the royal family of Daqi. The young master of Daqi had told him that Daqi set up the royal court. It was not that King Jingtian had a feverish mind and set it down with a beat of the table.

  It was precisely because of the tacit approval of some old guys in the Wang Court that King Jing Tian dared to build an independent Wang Court independent of Da Yin. Then something happened, causing other people's dissatisfaction.

In the records of Dongtian Holy Land, there were not only the Dragons, but also dozens of ancient clans such as Gaoxin, Yiying, Qiongsang, and Lichi. These clans were large and small, but The heritage is very long.

  The Hole Hollow Holy Land in the Borderlands responded to their call, and related records were left afterwards. If Xia Tuo didn't search for it, I really didn't know that there were these secrets.

   Judging from the Qi Luck's capture of Da Xia's luck at the moment of the Dragon clan, is it possible that the Da Qi's collapse was also because of the air luck?

  If so, it makes sense.

The   Panglong clan is very powerful, but the records of the Holy Land of the Cave are all records ten thousand years ago, as of now, there is no relevant record.

  At this moment, Xia Tuo regrets not allowing the Fox Spirit to join Hu Benwei. If he joins Hu Benwei, he can use Hu Benwei's skin to investigate these secrets.

All kinds of things at the moment are still a mess. He is a little confused. In the main hall of Xia Yuan, after sitting on the wooden table, Xia Tuo spread a piece of animal skin paper in front of Xia Tuo. I wrote it down.

  Panglong clan grabbing luck, slave hall slave trade abnormalities, demon clan movement, territories ghost chaos, etc. were all written down one by one.

  There are only these abnormal things right now. In the center of the animal skin paper, there are the four characters ‘Daxia Clan’s Fortune.’ These things can trigger changes in the Daxia Clan’s Fortune.

  But there are more abnormal things. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be invincible. Right now, he has a black eye, and he doesn't know anything. Where to start.

  Xia Tuo frowned as he looked at the various events he had listed, and then he added that the blood of the Yiying clan was suppressed by him, the blood spirits were exiled, and he went to the Queling clan to take revenge.

  "Hu Benwei, Slave Hall, Monster Race, Ancient Clan, Qi Movement Dang~"

  After struggling for a long time, Xia Tuo condensed his mind, but still did not catch the clue, but it was not his style to sit and wait for death.

  Take out the psychic skeleton and summon Daxia’s strongest realm.

   Soon a group of phantoms sat in the main hall, and Xia Tuo briefly said the matter.

  "The movement of the demons in the ruins of the Central Territory King City needs to be investigated. Can the elder Conch and the half demons gathered by the Shadow Guard be used?"

Hearing the sound, Luo opened his mouth and said, "The half-demons have a low status in the demons. They live in the worst and are better than the humans. Even the blood sacrifices of the demons sometimes use half-demons as sacrifices. The half-monster was contacted, but the effect was not great."

Xia Tuo was not surprised by the case of   Snails. The Yaozu contracted its forces. This incident had never happened in thousands of years.

  The ruins of the Central King City are a sacred place for the people of the frontier race. The reason why Daqi was able to coerce the surroundings back then has a lot to do with the establishment of the Central King City in the center of the Central Region.

  Like the Great Yin, now there are three king courts on the barren land, and the big Yin is overpowering the other two king courts because the big Yin occupies the lush land in the middle of the barren land.

The   Human race first emerged from the heart of the Great Yin Kingdom. It is unceremonious to say that in the eyes of the Great Yin Kingdom's human race, the surrounding area is barbarian soil, and the border wilderness is naturally horned.

   But for the frontier race, the center of the wasteland represents a status, and the four sides are exclusive.

   Even if Da Xia became a Hou Bu, why was he still not regarded by outsiders? It was because the region was too biased. If Da Xia occupies the middle of the border, it is guaranteed to be known by countless tribes.

"It looks like it can only be hit." After a while, Xia Tuo spoke, but the movement of the Shanya army clan couldn't be seen. Right now, his thoughts were messed up, and he couldn't get any clues at all, so he could only move him. See if you can find something.

As for the Dragon clan who derives the fate of the Great Xia, he is not worried about this. According to the record of the Dragon clan in the Cave Sky Holy Land thousands of years ago, this is an ancient tribe with an open sky. Now even if it has fallen, at least it should be It is the pinnacle.

The ancients like   , drawing on Daxia’s fortune, could not run away with just one bite. Their goal was to swallow Daxia’s flesh and bones in one bite.

   Even in terms of the appetite of the ancients, Daxia’s clan luck is still too small today. This is far from enough to change your fate and condense the treasure.

  They still have to raise Daxia, just like raising fierce beasts. When they kill and eat meat, they naturally grow to the largest and most fattening time.

   And now Daxia is not the biggest and fattest time.

  As for whether the Panglong clan has caused Daxia's current series of changes, Xia Tuo feels that it needs to be confirmed before he can draw a final conclusion.

"Old God Hou, Haohai God General, and Elder Luo directly kill the ruins of the Middle Kingdom King City." After making a decision in his heart, Xia Tuo said: "I and Qiao'er will follow in the dark, and we will come and investigate the demon. The movement of the family."

  Speaking of this, Xia Tuo's eyes flashed fiercely, and then he said: "If the demon race is cheating, then the demon race in the middle region will be slaughtered in one effort."

  He was a little dissatisfied with Xia Tuo's instructions. Everyone has work. What about him.

   "The fat elder went to the outside world~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I want to know the reason for the collapse of Daqi ten thousand years ago, and the specific news about the ancient clan such as the Dragon clan, and let Guiyou cooperate with you at that time."

  Naturally, it is impossible for the fat man to work without work. A bad fat man, plus a bad curse, this combination absolutely does nothing to do things, so as to find out more useful news.

   "Properly." The fat brother nodded, the situation is critical now, and the law of God's Domain can only be put aside first.

  After finishing the arrangement, Xia Tuo left Jiandi to handle the family affairs, and He Qiaoer quietly left Daxia City, and then merged with the old gods and Luo elders in the southern territory, and headed towards the ruins of the Wangcheng in the border desert.

As the signs of turmoil are just beginning, he needs to cut the mess with a sharp knife, and a crisis is counted as one. After all, Daxia has a lot of troubles, as well as blood spirit sinners. Who knows what will happen to the tiger Benwei outside the territory. .

  ……

  The ruins of the royal city are the royal city established by Daqi that year. From a small clan in a remote place, Daqi has developed step by step to the royal clan, turning the clan into a kingdom, which is a process of migrating from a remote area to a deserted center.

  After Daqi established the king city in the middle of the border and desert, the tribes gathered the big and small tribes of Quartet.

  It is a pity that things are not human beings. Now the name of Daqi has been decimated for thousands of years. There was only a piece of ruins left in the royal city that year, which was occupied and ravaged by the monsters for thousands of years.