The Strongest Tribe

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After getting the news he wanted from Yinwangtai, Fox Ling didn't delay in the slightest and started his next plan.

The edicts concerning the Frontier Wasteland must have been acquiesced by the Three Kings. In other words, the Frontier Wasteland is not enough to just pay attention to it.

He didn't know what happened to the borderland. Looking at the overall situation, it was the vision of the heavenly king. All he had to do was to follow the king's footsteps.

After a series of edicts, he deliberately concealed the attention of the scale monster and the demon and passed on, not to mention that after becoming the general Hu Ben, it was only a little good.

In the Huben Mountain, more and more women, children, old and weak came from all directions, all of them waited eagerly for the rewards. The new general took office. After so many years of backlog, the ordinary Hu Benwei's relatives finally saw hope.

In this way, the general Hu Benwei, who had just taken office, was directly caught up in the various cumbersome clan affairs of the Weisuo cabinet, and was overwhelmed by various pensions and military salaries.

What's wrong with the fourth step of creating a realm, the power cannot be used as a spirit crystal.

This kind of scene is naturally what Mohe and Lin Yao want to see. They obviously don't dare to resist their orders, but this kind of small means can come up with dozens of hundreds of them with their eyes closed.

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In the southern part of the deserted northern region, Prison Fox Mountain.

The deep part of the canyon in the Prison Fox Mountain is a cracked valley. The surrounding rock walls are covered with various thick old vines, and the deep part of the rift valley is filled with a cold atmosphere.

This is the Fox Cave of Prison Fox Mountain. In the deepest part of the rift valley, there is a strange cloud vein that transforms into a fox shadow. This kind of spiritual vein is very different from the earth vein and dragon shape. It is like a layer of cloud and mist, which accumulates in the deepest part of the rift valley, self-generating Yin Qi. space.

In the depths of the rift valley, the yin air is like clouds, and some places have accumulated into droplets of cold air, and the surface of the surrounding stone rock walls is crystal clear, exuding cold and spiritual meaning.

Between the gathering of clouds, there is a faint shadow of a three-tailed fox looming, and occasionally a sorrowful fox cry can be heard. Below the clouds is a group of abandoned palaces covering hundreds of miles.

In the ruins of the palace, Guiyou bowed his body honestly, and in front of him stood a figure, it was a snail.

"This place is good." The mental thoughts swept around and recovered, and the screw nodded. The strange cloud veins under the ground are enough to be ranked in the fifth rank according to their virtues. In terms of Hu Benwei's methods, as long as they are willing to spend great effort , Enough to raise the spirit vein rank to sixth rank.

This is the place he chose for Hu Benwei in the borderland, and it is considered the main hall of the borderland.

"Elder Snail, how to choose the manpower."

"The manpower has been selected, and every city in Daxia has the manpower of the Shadow Guard. You can choose whatever you want."

Luo spoke, Hu Benwei rebuilt the Frontier Desolate Branch Hall, and it was expected that a group of backbones were transferred from outside. However, even if the Frontier Desolation is so large, even if the backbone can be transferred, in the end, it still needs to use the marginal staff. Hu Benwei recruits people from Daxia.

"Well, I should go now."

After the words fell, the snail's figure disappeared in this rift space, and then a centipede fell from his original place, and then disappeared into a black smoke.

Seeing this scene, Guiyou couldn't help but be surprised. The subordinates brought out by the master of the clan were really cautious.

After that, he also disappeared in this space, and the next thing to do is to report to Han Yue's little girl.

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The ruins of the royal city, the palace.

The hall was empty, and Xia Tuo sat in the hall for cultivating. These days, it has been very quiet. No one has come to seek revenge. After the teleportation witch formation is opened, there are more and more people in the ruins of the royal city. Now there are nearly 10 million people. Crowd.

Of course, there are one-third of the slaves, and nearly a million soldiers, and the rest are the Bo tribes who have migrated from various realms. The arrival of these big clans has accelerated the reconstruction of the ruins of the royal city.

It's been a year since Fat Brother went to the King's Court of Dayin. According to his pre-expectation, this time the King's report won't be dangerous. On the contrary, he will make a lot of money.

It is a tradition for remote tribes to visit the royal court and bring back a large basket of spirit crystals with a few animal skins.

The king's court does not reward resources, how to show the king's abundance, how to make the remote tribe grateful and shout the greatness of the king's court.

So he took out the animal skins and spiritual crystal fragments that had been backlogged for hundreds of years, and asked Fat Brother to send them to the palace. This was all a procedure.

Li Shang exchanges, you come and me.

In the main hall, there was no noise in the royal city that could escape Xia Tuo’s perception. The fire spirit tribe, the deer clan, the giant clan, the snake clan, the giant wood clan, and so on, all of which previously occupied a place in the northwest. The clan, now all honestly migrated to the royal city.

Locally, without these deep-rooted clan influences, clan families can operate more easily. The most important thing is that these former Bo clan are separated from their original ground veins, which is equivalent to anhydrous duckweed.

There is no ground vein here in the royal city, the dragon veins of the Daqi royal family have long been broken up, and the old dragon lying on the stomach in Daxia city has not yet migrated.

Right now he has no plans to migrate the earth veins. It is not the time yet. When the fat brother returns from the royal court, it is impossible to say that there will be a big battle in the royal city. After the war, it is time to move the earth veins and clan luck.

After regaining his aura and awakening from his practice, Xia Tuo stood up and walked outside the temple, standing at the highest point of the ruined vein, overlooking the surroundings of the royal city. The demon aura was no longer so strong.

The deserted King City also had some human vitality, and he looked to the southwest, which was the place with the most population at the moment.

When the city was at its most prosperous, it was 3,600 miles inside and outside, with a population of over 100 million. There were pavilions in the city, floating land and heavens in the sky, huge lakes and rivers on the earth. I don’t know how much it would cost to restore such a grand scene. Long time.

"Still too little."

For a time, Xia Tuo murmured, it would be a shame not to farm in such a big place with so few people.

Unlike the cities in the previous life, the cities on the wasteland are all beyond imagination. Most of them are embarrassed to build, and most of them are embarrassed to go out to promote.

A little purple light flashed in his hand, it was a scale of the Tengu tribe, which was firmly wrapped by his fighting spirit, rubbing this scale with his hand, Xia Tuo sighed slightly, and put it away.

It's not the time yet. This is a secret scale from Gou Tianju's body, which contains part of the Tengu tribe's inheritance secret method. Of course, he has another function, which is to summon the Tengu tribe.

The Tengu tribe is very powerful, not only in the Yao tribe, but also in the Human race. It is a very suitable choice to use the Tengu tribe to build power.

But he didn't think it was an opportunity right now. After Fat Brother came back from Wang Ting, it was time to bring back Wang Ting's edict. Although he didn't have a cold with Da Yin, he still needs to put on his skin in today's wasteland environment. , Anyway, it won't delay him from rebelling in the future.

After a sigh, Xia Tuo went into the palace and continued to practice. Naturally, the clan would take care of the migration outside. He didn't need to worry about him. He needed to improve his strength right now.

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With the passage of time, more and more people have been moved to the royal city in the Daxia territories of the deserted north.

The Hubenwei Frontier Desolation Hall is also located at Prison Fox Mountain in the Northern Territory.

In the northeast of the border, close to the Qinglong River, in a valley near the water, a tribe appeared with black horns on its face and black scales on its face.

Both men and women of this tribe are sturdy, similar in size to the human race, and the black scales on their bodies appear to be wearing black armor.

There are about 70,000 people in the tribe living in this valley. They have built houses and started hunting and fishing. Their work and rest are just like human tribes.

In an instant, three years later.

A large white cloud floated to the north outside the borderland king city.

This white cloud stretches for hundreds of miles, from far to near, wherever it passes, there is the sound of ancient music in the cloud, conveying the ancient sacrificial sound, but unfortunately after entering the middle domain, there are not many people, this ancient sacrificial sound is considered white. .

The appearance of the white cloud stretching for hundreds of miles naturally attracted Xia Tuo and the warriors in the city. Over the royal city, Xia Tuo stood on the armrest, and the old **** Hou and Hao Haishen would appear beside him.

"It's Yiluanwei." Across the distant void, Haohaigod will speak.

For Yi Luanwei, Xia Tuo is not clear. In the white clouds stretching for hundreds of miles, one can vaguely see a chime. The largest chime is several hundred feet high, standing a man nearly ten feet high. Hold the drum and beat it.

As far as I can see, there are no fewer than hundreds of chimes, and there are also a seat of drums, bells and drums, and the sound is thousands of miles, one by one in gorgeous costumes, standing behind the chimes and dragon drums.

"Yiluanwei is one of the twelve guards of the Great Yin Royal Court. It was used as a guard of honor when the emperor was awarded a good reward. It has been a long time since I left the Great Yin Court."

Hao Haishen looked stunned. Yi Luanwei just heard that this was the first time he saw it. Normally, Yi Luanwei would only come to the tribe with great merits.

When Hao Haishen said this, Xia Tuo understood that this posture, needless to say, this time Fat Brother is going to the Wang Court, he must do things beautifully.

At this moment, Lingjing was flying towards Daxia.

With the sound of bells and drums trembling thousands of miles, the busy figures in the king's city raised their heads one by one, looking up to the sky, watching the appearance of Tengyun driving fog.

"Go, let's go down." Watching Bai Yun float into the city, Xia Tuo spoke and fell down.

After falling below, seeing that the Haohai God General and Old God Hou hadn't come down yet, Xia Tuo explained: "People come from afar and give them face. We just need to leave the benefits."

The ancient sacrificial sounds spread in all directions, and the clouds and mists that stretched for hundreds of miles gradually dispersed, finally revealing dense figures among them, a total of 36,000 people, wearing silver armor and branded Luan shadows, and gorgeous robes.

Not only that, there are hundreds of white luan birds dancing, spreading their wings across the sky, making a high-pitched cry, and between the flapping wings, there are colorful divine lights blooming, blowing away the various auras that exist in the ruins of the royal city and turning them into one piece. Bright and blue sky.

This scene caused Xia Tuo's mind to sink slightly, and his posture was a bit big. He imagined Wang Ting's multiple responses, but he didn't expect it to be so big.

boom!

Accompanied by a loud noise, the sound of the sacrificial rites all over the sky stagnated, and above the clouds, a ray of colorful light burst into the sky, and among the array of Yi Luan guards, an old man wearing a gorgeous red bird **** pattern walked out.

The old man was a head taller than ordinary people, with a thin face, holding a scroll made of dragon skin in both hands, his expression was solemn, and his eyes flashed on Xia Tuo in a flash.

"Lord of the Bianhuangxia Tribe?"

The old man opened his mouth with a kind of scrutiny in his voice. No tribe can trust the ‘big’. At this moment, the Daxia tribe in the desert has become the Xia tribe in his mouth.

"Yes."

Xia Tuo's eyebrows drooped, and he replied, this is a benefit for himself, he naturally won't cause troubles, so he will get the benefits first.

Standing high in the sky, Shang Xun looked down below, with a slightly stiff smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "The court edict of the Great Yin King, the lord of the Xia Xia tribe, the demon killer, and the restoration of the earth, the emperor is a god, and the land of the border is returned. Great Yin."

The dragon skin scroll was two feet long, so he wrote just a few words, and then Shang Xun lifted the scroll in his hand slightly upwards, and then a dragon chanted through the air, and then the bells and drums sounded.

After Long Yin, the scroll burned with purple flames, wisps of blue smoke rushed into the sky, and the void began to twist. In an instant, a wisp of purple light fell from the purple fire and fell on Xia Tuo's body.

Suddenly, the seal in his body trembled, and Xia Tuo immediately suppressed it, allowing this illusory purple light to fall on him, turning the outline into a rune.

But more aura disappeared through the twisted void.

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At the same time, the sky above Tianlu Mountain in the north, the void was distorted, Shang Xun’s voice rang out above Tianlu Mountain, and he bounced out instantly. He opened his big mouth and spit out a purple bubble, purple air falling from the void. Gave it in.

In the purple bubble, a slightly reddish black bird appeared, looking very handsome.

Looking at the figure of the mysterious bird, he curled his lips and said, "Father is also the innate sentence man who has awakened the true spirit of his life. If your deity comes, the master will drive Gou Tuo away without saying anything. Fate, hum~ See how I fool you."

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Ruins of the royal city.

At this moment, Xia Tuo vaguely felt the arrival of a vast power, unpredictable and unspeakable, and squeezed into the luck that belonged to Daxia in the wild.

After the purple scroll burned, the dazzling purple light seemed to illuminate the entire ruins of the royal city like a purple sun, and it took a long time to disperse, but the sound of Yi Luanwei's drumming on the cloud became louder and louder.

It took so much effort to bring so many people, and just said a few words, making Xia Tuo a little dumbfounded. What is said to represent Wang Ting's rich and majestic reward?

How much does it cost so many people~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Why bother, simply, how good is the cost to be exchanged for Lingjing, it's over for a godly title?

Sure enough, Da Yin is also a poor ghost and will deceive people.

Xia Tuo raised his head and looked at the sky, Yi Luanwei was very handsome, and she was really good at selling photos, but it was just for the use of eggs, and he set off an empty cannon when he came thousands of miles away. It was a reward for resources.

It shouldn't be a lot of spiritual crystals, a lot of spiritual things, could it be that which step is wrong?

Seeing that the old man standing in the clouds still looked solemn, Xia Tuo's right hand closed in his sleeve was a little purple light, and a ray of demon aura burst out in a flash.

The secret scales of the Tengu tribe have ethnic heritage. The most important thing is that they have been pulled off from the Tengu tribe. For the Tengu tribe, which has no more than a hundred races and poor offspring, every dog ​​must be taken seriously.

No resources, sorry.

Today, let the royal court be a monkey and the Tengu tribe as a chicken. It's time to show the richness of the frontier, great summer and prison guard.