The Strongest Tribe

A small remote clan in the area dares to call itself a family clan. I am afraid that I have not had the slightest reverence for my Great Yin, and the respect I have shown is just because I am not strong enough.

The words of the Dragon King made Xing Wang slightly nod.

What I did ten thousand years ago really made Bian Huang lose his sense of awe. After all, he didn't have the supreme power to unify the Nine Regions. King Xing sighed slightly, with a look of regret in his eyes.

Then, he said again: The times make heroes, and why don't heroes make the times? I have been paying attention to the frontiers for a long time. This person may not be of the same mind as the Man of Heaven.

The name of Destiny Man has been passed down from generation to generation from ancient times to the present, and it has already become a different kind of immortality. A small tribe in the remote desert, no matter how capable it is, it can cause big waves.

The Desolate Dragon King was somewhat disapproving, the legend of the Man of Destiny had already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The demise of the Ji Clan's Great Zhou back then was driven by the Mandate of Heaven.

One must know that Ji Clan's Great Zhou Dynasty was the supreme royal court that unified the Nine Regions, suppressed the whole world, and overlooked the holy lands of caves and heavens.

This kind of existence has been brought down by the Destiny people, and a mere frontier and remote place is not a plaything for the Destiny people to applaud.

Even if the Patriarch of the Great Xia has a strategy in mind, he is nothing compared to the Man of Heaven.

Xing Wang didn't say much, he took a deep look at the closed stone gate, and his burly figure began to distort and disappeared into the mountains.

Brother Xing Wang, you... Seeing King Xing leave, the Desolate Dragon King opened his mouth and shook his head after all.

This world is becoming more and more chaotic. Although the Longevity Sect has declined, it is still a great threat to Da Yin.

Also glanced at the closed stone gate, the Desolate Dragon King sighed and said: King of Man, when will you leave the pass? Your luck will be chaotic. When the Longevity Sect returns, you will definitely seize the luck of the Great Yin. When the time comes, the country will not control the country, and the clan will not control the clan. , everything will be followed by the Changsheng Sect.”

With a sigh, the figure of the Desolate Dragon King also disappeared into the mountains.

...

Frontier barren, Jingtian Pass.

Since the defeat of the Demon Snake Clan and the acquisition of the Totem Seed by the Yao Peng Clan, in the past six months, except for the sporadic little monsters who were defeated from the Monster Clan and fled westward in a panic, Jingtianguan has no impact from the formation of the Monster Clan.

The battle between the Yaopeng clan and the Yaosnake clan is in full swing. The Jingwei of the Yaopeng clan is trying their best to encircle and suppress the Yaosnake clan in order to obtain the Totem of Destiny.

The Monster Snake Clan that lost the protection of the Golden Dragon and Python Clan may not be as strong as the Monster Peng Clan, but they can't hold back the large number of Snake Clans.

In order to keep the two destiny totems of Hua Snake and Qinglong, the Snake Clan fought hard. Snake Clans, large and small, fought against the Yao Peng Clan to the death, and the demon blood stained the earth.

Taking advantage of this time, the Great Xia Clan sent a large number of witch cultivators to Jingtian City to create two spiritual veins under the mountains on the north and south sides of Jingtian City, which were used as energy reserves for the ancient witch array.

Not only Jingtian City is busy here, Jingtian City is going all the way to the south, along the original pass of the Daqi King's Department of the front line of anti-monsters, Daxia is preparing to gradually repair twelve of the passes, and re-establish the entire eastern line of defense .

Enshrined in the secret platform, Sikong Huai and the strong members of the clan have already begun to re-examine the previous ruins and prepare for the restoration of Tianguan.

...

On the deserted land in the east and southeast, thousands of miles east of Baiman City, on the ruins of an abandoned Guancheng, a huge battleship hangs in the air, and there are many figures standing on the battleship.

Write it down, the Nanyang Pass ground veins are still there, and can be rebuilt at the original site, without spending additional spirit crystals to cultivate the spirit veins. On the bow of the ship, Sikong Huai said, and the young man behind him hurriedly recorded his words in the book.

Roar~ Roar~ Roar~

call out! call out! call out!

At this moment, there was a roar from the mountains below, and countless roars sounded. In the mountains and forests, naked wild men with various runes painted all over their bodies attacked the battleship.

The battleship was not too high off the ground, and the arrow feathers clanged against the bottom of the battleship, making a clanging sound.

This kind of situation has long been familiar to the people on the battleship. Ever since they stepped into the mountains of the southeastern land, they discovered that there are many small tribes of savages in the mountains. After seeing the battleship, all these people seemed to go crazy.

This is really a treasure land, and that mine vein is probably no lower than the sixth grade.

When Sikong Huai came out, Long Xiangsheng naturally followed him. He hadn't stayed by Sikong Huai's side for hundreds of years.

Shanyang Pass was a pass on the front line of Daqi's defense back then, but this pass is not important, and it has been abandoned after so many years.

A hundred miles away from Shanyang Pass, at the foot of the mountain is a large camp of savages. Many savages dig ore veins here, which are refined iron ore.

Long Xiangsheng's words made Sikong Huai nod his head, and responded: This mountain of mineral veins has clouds forming on it, and it rises and descends. For Shenjin, I just don’t know how the output will be.”

Then, he said: This is the place where the three spiritual essences we found gathered when we entered the southeastern land.

Yes. Long Xiangsheng nodded, and said: This is the third place, and it seems that it is also under the control of the Wuwu tribe. It seems that this Wuwuhou tribe is not too mountainous or dewy, but it is not too boring. He has made a fortune, unexpectedly brought so many barbarians under his command, and went back to report to the clan lord, the Wuwu clan really should not be underestimated.

Go, heading south.

The battleship roared and traveled across the mountains, leaving behind the savages on the ground, screaming and baring their teeth and claws angrily.

...

In the southeast region of the frontier, the city of hundreds of barbarians.

This is an ancient city standing in the mountains. On the surface of the stone halls and platforms in the city, there are some hideous and weird human figures, with rough style and simple lines.

Ever since the monster race raged, Baiman City was already one of the few human cities in the southeast land. The reason why this city survived was thanks to the protection of the Wuwu tribe.

The city wall, which is more than five hundred feet high, is covered with various potholes, and there are also blood-stained dry marks, one layer covered by another layer, so dense that it has long been impossible to count.

In the open city gate, some of the martial artists who came and went had their upper body bare, and their lower body was directly wrapped in a simple animal skin. Various tattoos were painted on the back of their arms with special dyes, and their hair was tied into braids.

The strong warrior, dragging the blood-stained beast, walked into the city without any scruples, opened his mouth and shouted loudly.

Roar~

A fierce tiger's roar shook the forest, and then a strong man in half armor, holding two giant axes in his hands, rode on the back of a three-foot-sized black tiger, flying across the forest.

Ho Ho Ho ~

The black tiger roared, causing all the warriors who came and went to avoid it. The strong man drove the black tiger into the city, rampaging on the stone road, causing the warriors in the past to stumble, but no one dared to speak out.

The black tiger moved forward all the way, directly rushing into the huge mansion in the center of the city.

Compared with the ruins of Baiman City, the mansion in this city is much more spectacular in comparison. The mansion faces south, and in front of the gate is a thousand-foot-sized black stone square. stone statue.

The stone statue arch guard room is a thousand-foot-high archway, and there are four ancient characters on the archway.

Hundred Manhou Mansion.

Baimanhou, one of the leaders of many savage tribes in the southern part of the frontier.

The reason why the Wuwu people have been able to sit safely in the frontier and southern border for so many years is precisely because they have established a good relationship with the savages in the wild and ancient land.

Although the civilization of the savages is backward, it is this kind of barbarism that once it breaks out, it will cause great harm to the civilization of the city.

These savages go mad, and even if they die themselves, they will bite off a piece of other people's flesh. They believe in the monsters in the mountains as their totems, and the old witch priest is their guide in the mortal world. As long as the old witch priest speaks , the savage can be desperate.

Therefore, a long time ago, the Wuwu tribe began to deal with the old witch priest among the barbarians, and the Baimanhou was the inheritance of the old witch priest of the barbarians in the depths of the wild and ancient land in the southwest of the frontier.

Controlling the old witch festival of the barbarians is equivalent to controlling the stability of the barbarians. These barbarians can also raise resources in the depths of the wild land to supply the 梼杌.

Using barbarians to rule barbarians has been the strategy of the Wuwu people for these years.

But I have to say that this strategy is very good. Over the years, the barbarians have less and less attacked the city. On the contrary, the Wuwu people have continuously obtained a lot of resources from the wild ancient land with the help of the barbarians.

From the Baimanhou's Mansion in Baiman City, it can be seen that the old witch priest among the barbarians has already left their tribe.

...

Hundred Manhou Mansion.

Boom~boom~boom~

Xihu jumped off his big tiger, and rushed into the hall with two big axes on his shoulders.

This main hall of the Hou Mansion was specially built by the Wuwu tribe for the old barbarian Wuji lineage.

In the main hall, carved beams and painted pillars, shrouded in clouds and mists, and a witch spirit array was in operation. After Xihu stepped into the gate of the hall, he felt a coolness spread into his body, and his pace slowed down a bit.

What happened, such a panic.

In the center of the hall is a spirit pool, on which floats a pitch-black lotus flower with nine petals, each of which burns a blood candle. The candle flame is faint, distorting the space.

bang.

Xiehu put down the huge ax in his hand, and then knelt down on the ground with a puff, his forehead touched the ground, and his buttocks stuck out.

Master Wuji, a stranger has come to the mountains to the east.

Where did the stranger come from? Did the Wuwu tribe send envoys?

On the lotus platform was a figure in a black robe with strange patterns painted on his face with dark red dye, and his face was wrinkled.

Hearing Xie Hu's words, his eyes showed thought.

It shouldn't be. It's not time to hand over the ore veins yet, not to mention that the people from the Wuwu tribe must inform my Houfu.

Master Hui Wuji, not the Wuwu clan. Xiehu, who had been kneeling all the time, said in a urn, I don't know where they came from, but I'm interested in the broken city walls in the east.

Okay, you go down, I understand.

After waving the Xihu back, Wu Ji opened his mouth, and the blood candles lit on the surrounding lotus petals turned into a torrent and sucked into his mouth, and then his face was covered with bloody flames, leaving a skeleton-like appearance on his face .

At this moment, Xiehu, who had exited the hall, walked in carefully again, and knelt down on the ground with a plop.

Master Wu~ Master Wu Ji, I haven't finished yet.

Huh~

In the blink of an eye, Wu Ji inhaled the fire from his face into his belly, his face regained his flesh and blood, and looked at Xihu, who was pouting his ass.

Say.

Hearing the sound, Xie Hu shuddered first, and then said: Those people have flying boats, and the arrows of ordinary people can't pierce them.

A ship that can fly? Wu Ji pondered and asked, Where did they go?

Going south.

To the south is the Marquis Mansion of Hei Ya, Shan Ling and other clans. What are they going south for? Wu Ji hesitated, and waved Xie Hu back again.

Then, he opened his mouth and spit out a cloud of ghostly fire, which turned into a black firebird in his shriveled palm, and flew towards the outside of the hall with bursts of singing.

Baiman does not refer to a hundred barbarians, but refers to the large and small barbarian tribes living in the mountains of the southeast land, the number of which is no less than thousands.

Six thousand years ago, they were still living in the barbaric ancient land. Later, under the arrangement of the Zhuwu tribe, they moved out of the barren ancient land, and gradually came to the southernmost part of the wild southeast land.

After thousands of years of migration, he finally settled in this mountain, and was awarded the title of Baimanhou.

They occupy the southeast and southeast of the frontier, but it doesn't mean that there are no barbarian tribes in the south, not only there are many, but they are not in the same family as the Hundred Barbarian Alliance, and they often fight at the border.

...

The ancient city of Wuwu.

As the clan land of the Wuwu tribe, it has been in operation for more than ten thousand years. The ancient city has accumulated the heritage of the years, and barbarians can be seen everywhere in the city, but these barbarians are all wearing beast robes. The human race is no different.

Big Xia, what are they trying to do? They actually extended their hands to my Wuwu clan!

In a huge hall, there was a voice like thunder, and the one who spoke was a man with a mark of flames between his brows, his whole body exuded scorching heat, and his mouth exhaled a fragrance.

What, I really think that after a thousand years of development, it can be the boss of the frontier barrenness. Back then, Daqi was not finished, and the whole family was wiped out.

shut up!

Soon, another voice in the hall stopped the flame man's words.

There are a total of five figures in the hall, and the aura on their bodies is like a volcano accumulating, oppressing the aura in the hall.

The old man with a gray beard and hair but a ruddy complexion and an aura as deep as an abyss at the top is the leader of the Wuwu clan.

Patriarch, if Da Xia dares to stretch out his claws, he must cut them off. I really think our Wuwu clan is easy to bully!

The flaming man Zhu Rongshen continued to speak, exhaling fragrance, and said, What the hell, the bullshit Daxia Patriarch, see if I won't twist his head off and use it as a chamber pot.

Yes, I agree with Elder Zhu Rong's idea!

Chirp~

With a soft cry, an illusory bird appeared in the hall, surrounded by black flames, and then the flames exploded, turning into characters one by one.

It's the news from Nanlinghou's Mansion. Damn it, Nanlinghou's Mansion is in the southernmost part of the southeast land. To the south is a barren and ancient land. What are the people of Daxia doing there? Subdue these barbarians?

The third elder of Wuwu, Wuwu Xing opened his mouth, and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Are barbarians so easy to subdue!

Even though the Wuwu people had barbarian blood, they spent a lot of money in the process of subduing these barbarians. In the end, the barbarians ruled the barbarians to make these barbarians obedient.

Even so, from time to time these savages would make some troubles. Tens of thousands of people died in each shopping fight, which was considered a small incident.

Compared with the elders in the main hall who were arguing, the leader of the Wuwu clan was silent. The neighbor in the north was getting more and more powerful. Compared with Wu Wu, he is still a younger brother.

I didn't expect how long it had been stable, and it had only been a hundred years since he was full of fights and calculations. This guy actually dared to go to war with the Yaozu.

Where did Daxia get the courage to fight against the Yaozu.

King?

The one behind the king who knocked the Tengu king away with a single blow?

The legendary descendants of Emperor Gaotao?

The question is, has the King of Great Xia appeared again since then?

There is a king behind Da Xia, so is there no king behind him?

Be your patriarch in peace and stability, isn't it good to make a fortune silently in a place like the frontier barren where the sky is high and the king's court is far away?

Is there a hole in the brain!

Yes or no!

The message from Nanlinghou's Mansion also said one thing, that there was a void warship heading south.

What is Daxia going to do.

Patriarch, I think it's better for us to retreat step by step and let Daxia think we are weak. I don't think this can be done. I will meet this Daxia Patriarch in person and see what they are going to do.

Zhu Rongshen spoke, his eyes were sharp, as if there were flames beating.

There are two main bloodlines of the Zhuwu clan, one is Zhurong, and the other is Zhurong. The two bloodlines are the clan leaders respectively. Now is the era when the Wuwu clan is the clan leader.

Zhu Rongshen was very angry about the silent leader of the Wuwu clan. He felt that it was the weakness of the leader of the Zhuwu clan that made Da Xia feel that they were easy to bully.

Patriarch, if you don't go, I will go.

God Zhu Rong, you are presumptuous, how can you talk to the patriarch. The great elder Zhu Rongjiang, who had not spoken all the time, opened his eyes. He had been squinting his eyes before, as if he had fallen asleep.

After scolding God Zhu Rong, he looked at Patriarch Wuwu and said, Patriarch, this is not the way to go.

At the beginning, we used the drought to create a man-made barren area in the north, and opened the border with the Daxia family. Daxia didn't go south, so we were successful.

But this time Daxia suddenly fought against the Yaozu, and went all the way south along the eastern border of the border. Patriarch, several big mines in our clan are all on the eastern front.

The resources of some of these veins are needed by Tianzhu King's Department. If something goes wrong, Tianzhu will not be able to explain it.

Looking up at the elder, the leader of the Zhuwu clan nodded.

His ambition is not big, he only wants to stick to the land in the south.

Speaking of which, Bianhuang is a barbaric land in the eyes of the Zhuyu. If it is placed in Bianhuang, the southern part of the Bianhuang is also a barbaric place in the eyes of people in the northern part of the Bianhuang. This has a chain of contempt.

Since it is the lowest end of the chain of contempt, is it not good for the Wuwu people to multiply and develop here without provoking other people?

Patriarch, you can't back down this time, otherwise the tribes in the north will push forward even more.

Patriarch, I agree with what the Great Elder said.

...

Okay, I will go north to Daxia and meet the Daxia patriarch in person.

Finally, the leader of the Wuwu clan spoke up.

Patriarch, I have another proposal, to take down the warship going south. Zhu Rongshen continued to speak without giving up.

it is good.

This time, the leader of the Wuwu clan did not refuse, but he went on to say: We don't need to do it ourselves, and send an order to the barbarian princes such as Baiman, Black Fang, Mountain Spirit, and Tree Bone to do it.

Over the years, in the vast wilderness in the east and south of the Wuwu people, hundreds of barbarians have been enfeoffed, and they are called the big and small barbarians.

As for the imperial conferment of them as marquises and crowns for monkeys, what's wrong with that?

In the south of the great wilderness, in a barbaric land, the sky is high and the king's court is far away, everything is not a matter of saying a word.

It was this kind of wanton entrustment of the successors of the barbarian witch sacrifices as marquises and the construction of large cities and marquis mansions for them. These barbarians came under the control of the Wuwu tribe.

But what the Wuwu people have brought out are just a few false names, throwing a stone right now, may be thrown into the territory of a certain lord.

For the barbarians, it's very simple, take out a blank edict, tell me, what do you want to be called, whether you want to be a fool or a stinky fart, and I will write it for you on the spot.

As for whether Wuwu has the qualifications, whether to overstep or not, barbarians can't even get out of the wilderness, they know that Wuwu is the most powerful tribe in this land, and they know nothing about the rest.

Ever since, the barbarians are very happy with this kind of enfeoffment. Every Marquis Mansion controls many barbarian tribes. The ore and prey they mined must be handed over to the Wuwu tribe, and there is no need for Wuwu to use manpower Go hunting and gathering in the mountains.

Today, in the southern land, there are many forests and wild people, and Brother Hou is everywhere.

...

Sikong Huai and his party have arrived at the southernmost southeast of the Borderlands, where it borders the wild ancient land. There is also a pass here, the Zhennan Pass.

Speaking of this pass, it has a deep relationship with the Wuwu people. From the re-establishment of the pass to the garrison, it was all managed by the Wuwu people.

It's just that with the collapse of the Great Qi, the monster clan rushed into the frontier, and the front line of Tianguan became a decoration, and gradually Wuwu also gave up the garrison.

Now Zhennan Pass has been occupied by barbarians.

That's right, Zhennanhou!

The name is mighty but not mighty, but in fact Zhennanhou is very weak among the many barbarian princes in this land. There are only more than 100 barbarian tribes controlled by Zhennanhou's mansion, so he was pushed to the southernmost Here, guarding the poor mountains and bad waters, tiger trees and wolf forests, I greet monkeys every day.

This is the fourth Marquis. Sikong Huai smiled lightly on the void battleship floating above Zhennanguan City. The more remote the place, the less awe-inspiring it is.

There is no way, everything in the abandoned Zhennanguan City is dilapidated, but the Hou Mansion in the center is the most majestic, covering an area of ​​100 acres, and there is a tall archway outside the gate.

The four big characters of Zhennan Houfu are very beautiful.

At this moment, the monkeys in Zhennanhou's Mansion were raising their heads and roaring, their arrows flying into the sky, hitting the warship with a tinkling sound, and then falling down and piercing their own people.

Zhennanhou was wearing a gorgeous beast robe, no matter how you looked at it, he looked like a monkey wearing clothes. He stood on the highest stone hall, gave orders, and directed the monkeys behind him to attack the warship, clamoring to take it down and become his car. .

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