The Strongest Tribe

Quelingxuanshan was full of energy, and most of Quelingya's attention was naturally on him. Queling's treasure house suddenly exploded into ruins, leaving Quelingxuanshan half dead. He was eager to find out what happened. things.

The Que Ling clan and the Great Yin Royal Court share weal and woe, and have been passed down for tens of thousands of years. Not only do they have no enemies, but there are many.

Although his mind was on Que Ling Xuanshan, Que Ling Ya also left a thought on Xia Tuo. After all, it was the first time he saw Xia Tuo, so he still kept a trace of vigilance in his heart. This was his instinct. move

At this moment, Xia Tuo looked at Que Lingya, his expression changed slightly, and he hesitated: Since the head of the Que Ling family is here, then Senior Xuanshan will be handed over to you. When Senior Xuanshan's injury is getting better, I will go to Que Ling visits.

Xia Tuo's tone pretended to be a little cold, and then carefully walked around Queling Cliff to the entrance of the cave, took a deep look, and flew away.

From the beginning to the end, Que Lingya didn't speak again, even after Xia Tuo left, his expression fell on Que Ling Xuanshan again, but he didn't move forward, but separated a mental idea, which landed on the heavily injured body.

Feeling the bloody, festering internal organs, and the Que Ling Xuan Mountain where most of the small world is cracked, Que Ling Ya frowned. Even if this kind of injury is healed, it will fall to the ground-opening state, and even because of the injury, the order will be greatly reduced.

Om~

Afterwards, Que Ling Ya stretched out his big hand, and grabbed Que Ling Xuanshan. Suddenly, a wisp of black air was caught, and it turned into a vicious python full of fangs in his palm. to tear at his flesh.

Immediately, Que Lingya frowned even more.

Curse~!

Who the hell is killing him, Que Lingshi!

After thinking about it, Que Lingya didn't think of a shooter. Que Ling knew that there were too many enemies in the dark and too many people who suspected him, so he couldn't find a specific one.

He checked Quelingxuan Mountain up and down, inside and out, except for the injuries, it was the cursed aura on his body. After hesitating for a moment, Quelingya stepped forward, wrapping Quelingxuan Mountain with fighting energy , it must be included in the Wubao Cave.

hiss~

Just when the fighting spirit fell on Queling Xuanshan, Queling Xuanshan's body, which was originally blood-stained, suddenly became pitch black, and streaks of black smoke emanated from everywhere in the torn body, turning into countless small The black python swept up.

moment,

Quelingya felt an evil aura rushing up, he shot his big hands again and again, and because he was afraid of Queling Xuanshan, he didn't dare to burst out with all his strength, so he could only scatter the cursed mist that rushed out.

However, the cursed mist was like tarsal maggots, even if they were scattered, they gathered together again in the blink of an eye, surrounding Que Ling Xuan Shan, preventing Que Ling Ya's fighting spirit from falling on Que Ling Xuan Shan.

Seeing such a difficult situation, Que Lingya had no choice but to increase the output of battle qi. As a strong man in the third step of the ground-opening realm, his battle qi naturally far surpassed that of the supernatural power realm, and it contained the breath of law. Unfortunately, facing this is a curse. Force, some hard to kill.

The cursed haze derived from Que Ling Xuanshan's body gathered into a cloud of black air on the broken chest, as black as ink, exuding an incomparably evil aura, which suddenly aroused the blood energy that had been silenced.

not good!

Sensing the riot of curse qi, which had a tendency to further erode Que Ling Xuanshan's body, Que Lingya increased the output of his fighting spirit again. In any case, this is the Supreme Elder of the Que Ling clan, and he needs to be treated.

The black cursed aura followed the battle aura and surrounded Que Lingya's hands, and there were illusory ghosts such as evil pythons and skeletons looming indistinctly.

The horror of the power of the curse is that it is as difficult to get rid of as poison, and there are unpredictable changes. It is easy to be unlucky if it is contaminated, so at this moment, Que Lingya has to work hard to deal with the curse, which is rarer than fighting many.

The power of the curse has already infiltrated Que Ling Xuan Shan's limbs and skeletons. The only thing he can do right now is to protect Que Ling Xuan Shan's heart and ensure that its vitality will not fall. up.

After a lot of effort, Que Ling Ya finally suppressed the curse in Que Ling Xuan Shan's body with a strong force, and then attached his big hand to Que Ling Xuan Shan's body, preparing to put it in the Wubao Cave temporarily.

The moment the palm of his hand was attached to Que Ling Xuanshan's body, two big eyes suddenly popped open on Que Ling Xuanshan's bloody face.

The patriarch is deceitful.

What?

At this moment, the suppressed power of the curse on Que Ling Xuanshan grew wildly like a madman.

In an instant, the black air flooded the cave, and the evil and rancid breath exploded. Hundreds of thousands of small insects crazily devoured his remaining flesh and blood, turning them into the nourishment of the curse.

boom!

Cursed black air exploded in the mountains and rose up, a four-winged black python soared into the sky, its huge mouth was like a bloody mouth, and the inside of the mouth was Lingling Cliff.

Thousands of miles away, Xia Tuo stood with his hands behind his back, sitting in a valley hundreds of feet away, wearing a black robe and hunting. The blood-colored copper lamp above his head was spitting out blood-black clouds, covering the surrounding void, and a vicious python coiled around. On the side, his eyes are like an abyss.

Illusory black flames were generated in Luo's hands, and he continued to grab into the void, pulling out illusory black lines one after another.

Sacrifice!

He muttered the incantation in a low voice, ten slender fingers pinched out weird witch marks one by one, his breath suddenly became obscure, and then he grabbed it with his big hand, and thousands of illusory black threads were pulled Come out, the other end involves the black cloud above the head.

For a moment, as if there were evil ghosts screaming, the other end of the black line was a series of illusory and hideous phantoms. These are ghosts and wild ghosts that Luo has collected over the years.

To deal with a strong man in the third step of the ground breaking state, it is natural for Luo to resist head-on, but there is still a great chance of this kind of stumbling behind the back, and with all the preparations in advance.

Besides, he didn't want to curse this guy to death. The patriarch ordered him to be half-dead, to eliminate the possibility of further progress, and just make it into a medicine jar.

The Que Ling clan has been passed down for so many years, presumably they must have stored a lot of good things to help them digest and digest them, so as not to grow hair in the clan treasury.

One after another ghosts were torn out of the blood-colored copper lamp by the snails. Amidst howling ghosts and howling wolves, black smoke ignited from the illusory body, turned into wisps of black smoke, spanned thousands of miles of void, and gathered towards the evil python.

In order to curse Que Lingya, he took out nearly a million ghosts that he had caught over the years.

Bastard, who is it, come out and fight.

Surrounded by vicious pythons and black air, Magpie Cliff roared and roared. He continuously chopped out thick black and yellow halberds. However, the cursed mist was like tarsal maggots. Whichever direction it goes, it will follow.

Come out and fight. Que Lingya roared again, his beard and hair danced wildly, a black and yellow divine light glowed on his body, and the phantom of a small world appeared behind him. Although his strength was strong, every blow seemed to hit the empty space, powerful But it doesn't work.

Who is it, come out and fight!

In the void, dense black lines floated towards the evil python. The evil python breathed out evil, decayed, and rotten breath, and kept opening its mouth towards Que Lingya. regroup.

Que Lingya felt that he was about to go crazy. It was not that he couldn't fight, but this was too aggrieved, and traces of the curse had penetrated into his body.

This is the moment when Elder Xuanshan's body was swallowed, the curse exploded and poured into his body. After entering his body, the cursed air directly soaked into the flesh and blood. Row.

If this entanglement continues, he will be the one who loses in the end. Que Lingya thinks very clearly about this. At this moment, he already has the intention of retreating. When he leaves here, he will regain today's defeat. revenge.

At this thought, Que Lingya roared, Open.

Amidst his sharp roar, a wave of vitality surged in the small world inside his body, and then a sharp halberd grew out. This halberd was green in color, and it was not the law of the earth that he cultivated. .

Then the aura of earth and wood swept out, and a two-foot-long halberd was held in the hands of Que Lingya.

Hmm~

Seeing this scene, Xia Tuo couldn't help raising his eyebrows. It wasn't Que Lingya's strength, but the halberd that suddenly appeared, which was obviously his natal witch treasure.

But Queling Cliff is obviously a cultivation of the earth's mystery, so it's a bit strange how to refine the natal witch treasure with the wood's mystery.

In the blink of an eye, the green wood-colored halberd slashed out across the sky for hundreds of miles, and the nine mysterious and yellow laws converged into a long dragon and tore through the sky, smashing the phantom of the four-winged evil python into pieces.

Native wood.

In an instant, Xia Tuo's eyes lit up, and he seemed to understand a little bit, and now he was about to refine his natal Wubao, and the way of Quelingya gave him a little inspiration.

Take it.

With a flash of light in his eyes, Xia Tuo made a decision in his heart.

He originally didn't want to make a move on the surface, and it was the best choice to make a move behind the scenes.

However, the natal Wubao refined by Quelingya made him feel that it would be a great inspiration for him to refine the natal Wubao next time, so he had to grab it.

Of course, he was not in a hurry, the curse power of Luo was not completely broken. At this moment, a blood-colored flame ignited in the copper lamp suspended above Luo's head, and hundreds of thousands of ghosts burned instantly, cursing the black air to cover It reached the sky and drifted towards Magpie Cliff.

The vast black air spread for thousands of miles and landed directly on Que Ling Ya.

Ah~

Seeing this scene, Que Lingya roared and swung the halberd in his hand again and again. With every breath, there was an air wave exploding, the flames and black air burst and annihilated, and the terrifying shock spread for hundreds of miles. Sadism.

At this moment, Xia Tuo, who was hiding thousands of miles away, was also involved in this turmoil. The obscure curse in the snail's mouth became more and more urgent. Blood flowed out.

Tears of blood dripped from the slightly closed eyes, and in the crystal clear tears of blood, there were vicious pythons roaring, and the blood-colored copper lamp became more and more blazing.

hum!

In an instant, Luo opened his eyes, which completely turned into a deep red, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. With nearly a million ghosts as sacrifices, and the blessing of the ancient copper lamp, the third step of earth burial is powerful. , he can still curse.

The black mist that was shattered by Que Ling Cliff gathered again in the blink of an eye. This time, there were more vast waves, like a surging river. Countless evil shadows scrambled to rush over, submerging his body.

open.

In the black mist filled the sky, Que Lingya's roar was heard, and a green wood halberd turned into a hundred feet in size, tearing apart the black mist.

At this moment, Xia Tuo's figure turned into a stream of light, traversed the sky, and grabbed the green wood eucalyptus with his big hand, and then the power of the world surged out, swept the eucalyptus mixed with spiritual power, and swept the eucalyptus that belonged to the magpie cliff His breath was washed away.

After all, the Qingmu Euphorbia is Quelingya's natal witch treasure. Even after being baptized once, it is still struggling violently in Xia Tuo's hands. Xia Tuo sneered, and then the power of the world surged, crushing the spirituality on the Euphorbia .

puff~

Que Lingya, who was about to use the green wood halberd to tear apart the black mist, immediately trembled, the attack was defeated, and the cursed black mist poured into his body.

Xia Tuo's attack was really too fast. From grabbing the green wood halberd to defeating the spirituality, it was only a matter of seconds. Que Lingya's natal spiritual treasure was severely injured, and a chain reaction was produced, cursing the mist to flow backward.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xia Tuo was not stingy with his attack. First, he used a life-and-death eye, and took advantage of the moment when Que Lingya was in a trance, to strike his soul again.

Immediately afterwards, at the moment when his primordial spirit was greatly frustrated, the Shanhe Sword struck out, directly piercing through the black mist, and imprinted on his chest. The power of life and death poured into Que Lingya's body and ravaged his flesh and blood crazily.

puff~

In the blink of an eye, Que Lingya was submerged in the cursed black mist. Countless black airflows poured into his body along the wound, and a layer of black air began to appear on the surface of his body.

boom!

Two breaths later, a terrifying force exploded in mid-air, blowing away the cursed mist all over the sky, and a sword scar on Que Ling Ya's chest was bloody, and a large part of it was surrounded by black air, like tarsus maggots clinging to it , biting flesh and blood.

puff~

For a moment, Que Lingya couldn't help spitting out another mouthful of dirty blood. His face and body were covered with black smoke, and his spirit was sluggish, but he didn't dare to sink down. , roared loudly: Who is it! Who is it, who is against me, Que Ling!

However, in the mountains and fields, except for the destroyed mountains and vegetation, there is only the wind passing by, and there are strong people who sensed the wave coming, but after hearing the roar, they stopped slightly, and then ran away.

A moment later, the blood gushed out from the corner of Que Lingya's mouth again, his blood had soaked into the black, not only that, the five small worlds on his chest had completely collapsed, and the remaining small worlds were also eroded by the curse.

However, he didn't even know where the enemy came from.

At this moment, Xia Tuo took the snail and disappeared in Longgu Mountain long ago, and entered the human city. On his left ear, there was a fat little bug lying on his stomach, sleeping soundly. There was an illusory streak on his body. A thin thread connects with him.

It is something in his plan to severely injure a third-step powerhouse of the Que Ling family. It is either Que Lingya or Que Ling Wanfa. As for killing it, it is not yet time. Keep it up so that the magpie spirit patriarch will not jump out.

After severely injuring Que Ling Cliff, the Que Ling clan will have a lot of work to do next. He needs to heal this guy, and the most important thing is the curse on his body. Lingya penetrated into the body, penetrated into the blood marrow, and could not be removed or washed away.

The fat little bug rolled over on his ears, Xia Tuo reached out and stuffed his ears. This was to prevent Que Ling from tracking him, and Qiaoer specially gave him something that would disrupt the fate line.

According to Qiao'er, the fate line of a person is fixed from the very beginning. Every creature looks the same, but in fact the fate line is unique. Everywhere a warrior travels, he will leave his own lifeline.

If there is a powerful life cultivator, he can capture the lifeline and find him.

Whether Que Ling could find a powerful life-cultivator, although he thought it was impossible, but in order to return to the borderland safely, the little bug Xia Tuo still wore it on his ears, and moving his fingers could avoid the crisis Why not do it.

Without staying in the Great Yin King's Domain, Xia Tuo embarked on the protocol. This planned revenge was considered to have completed the previously established plan, killing Que Ling Wanfa, and severely injuring Que Lingya.

This sudden casualty of the two strong men in the land creation realm, for the Que Ling clan, there will inevitably be a shortage of manpower. He would not believe that such a big Queshan Marquis country has no enemies.

As long as they live in the barren land, every tribe will be involved in the weaving network.

It's too difficult. To take revenge on an individual has to be planned for such a long time in advance. He doesn't do whatever he wants at all, and kills the Quartet. Is this his punishment for shooting the system to death?

...

Frontier barren, big summer.

Seeing Xia Tuo's return from the Great Yin Kingdom, Jian Ling breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Great Yin is no different than Bianhuang. In Bianhuang, Great Xia is the overlord of the Northland, and no one can do anything about it.

The Inner Mountain Garden in Daxia City is a garden built not far from Xiayuan and surrounded by a hundred-foot-high hill.

Under the ancient pine on the top of the mountain, there is a two-foot-sized wooden table polished by an ancient tree stump. Xia Tuo and Jian Ling are sitting opposite each other.

Over the years, Daxia's farming and brewing methods have developed rapidly. These spirit wines are made from spirit fruits and brewed through multiple processes. The aroma is charming and the taste is very good.

In the jade-carved cup, the crystal clear fruit wine was like fine nectar. Jian Ling held it in his hand, touched the corner of his mouth and sipped it lightly, squinted his eyes at Xia Tuo, and said softly: It's better when it's quiet like this.

With Xia Tuo here, she leaned lazily on the wooden table, like a small snow-white beast, and didn't want to care about other things at all.

The breeze came from far away through the city, messing up the hair, Jian Ling stretched out his hand to brush his hair, and said with some sighs: It's a pity that the tree wants to be quiet and the wind doesn't stop.

By the way, there is news from the old desolate cow in the Northern Territory. It seems that the reincarnated strong man is about to awaken his aura. He is no longer dealing with family affairs and has entered retreat.

Oh~ Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo's eyes showed surprise. According to his deduction, it would take at least five hundred years, or even longer, for the old man to wake up his sinking memory.

With this in mind, Xia Tuo said, Did something happen?

In recent years, the trade with the slave hall has not stopped, and more and more slaves have been sent from the land of the Northern Territory. Jianling's tone was very gentle, and said: These are all handled by the old man of the wild cow. I guess these peoples are grateful for this, so there is this change.

After thinking about it, Xia Tuo also felt that this was the only possibility. However, there were too many slaves sent from outside the region over the years.

It's not that he thinks there are too many slaves, but that the Zhurong Slave Hall is so cooperative and keeps sending slaves, which is very abnormal. It seems that he needs to find time to go to the Slave Hall and talk to Venerable Wan Nu.

At the foot of the mountain garden, a small bouncing figure in a blue dress appeared, and then bouncing up to the top of the mountain, shouting sweetly: Master, my wife.

Xia Yu, who came out of customs, grew up a bit, and looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. The crystal dragon horns on the top of her head had a watery charm, but her personality was still the same as before.

This kind of situation is very common for ethnic groups with a long lifespan.

Some of the blessed ethnic groups have a long lifespan and powerful bloodlines. It is easy to cultivate after birth, all you need to do is sleep, but personality cannot be developed by sleeping.

This has resulted in a situation where he has hundreds of years of lifespan and strength far beyond others, but his temperament is still like that of a teenager.

Yu'er pays respects to Master and Master Wife.

When Xia Tuo came near, Xia Yu respectfully knelt down and saluted. This kind of scene is really rare for Xia Tuo.

Xia Yu has been promoted to the Supernatural Realm, but if you really want to talk about how she was promoted, not to mention him as a master, even Xia Yu herself is confused, anyway, she has the strength of the Supernatural Realm.

Get up. Xia Tuo raised his hand and waved to Xia Yu, letting him sit in front of him.

After the girl saluted respectfully, she revealed her true colors, and unceremoniously stretched out her hand to put the spirit fruit on the wooden case to her mouth.

Master, Yu'er misses you so much. Xia Yu took a bite of the spiritual fruit, looked at Xia Tuo, and hummed coquettishly, I'm already in the realm of supernatural powers.

Having slept for hundreds of years all of a sudden, and her strength improved, Xia Yu immediately wanted to tell Xia Tuo the good news.

By the way, Master Heihei's bloodline has also been improved. It's Senior Brother Sanjin. For some reason, he couldn't get out of the nest with Grandpa Dilong. He said he was practicing the body training method passed on to him by Master. It is said that he will be able to comprehend success.

Also, brother Wangsheng is not in the clan, after Yu'er left the customs, junior brother Qingqi disappeared, and junior brother Haoqing also disappeared.

Yu'er, go pick spirit flowers with Master Mistress, okay?

Okay. Yu'er nodded sharply, turned her eyes to Xia Tuo, and said, Master, I'll go pick the spirit flowers with my wife.

Go.

Xia Tuo nodded. Although Yu'er is a supernatural power, her mind is still the same as that of a teenage girl in the human race. The reason for everything is that she has been asleep for hundreds of years, which needs to be honed slowly.

Jian Ling led Yu'er away from the top of the hill, and in the blink of an eye, a phantom flashed in front of Xia Tuo, and the old Shenhou walked down from the psychic skull and sat down beside the wooden case.

The demon clan in the central region is a bit strange recently. The old god Hou didn't hide it, and said with a frown: I can't see their movements clearly. The mountain gang army will gather all the demon soldiers scattered in the central region towards the central king city. , Before leaving, all the human races scattered around were driven to the central royal city.

After so many years of raging by the Mountain Dog Army in the Central Territory, the existing human races can be said to be pitifully few, and most of them are scattered in the deep mountains and old forests, breaking up into pieces and struggling to survive.

Compared with the vastness of the Central Territory, there are not many monster races under the control of the Shanlong Army Clan, which is not enough to control the entire Central Territory land, so it adopts the method of looting everywhere, regularly encircling and suppressing various places, and hunting the human race as blood. Food.

The old man sneaked into the ruins of the central royal city and observed, but he didn't find anything unusual. The old Shenhou's eyes were full of thoughts. He had fought against the Black Wind Yaohou for thousands of years, but he didn't know much about the Shanyu people in the central region.

Monster clan. Xia Tuo pondered, since Wuwu taught him the method of cultivating the golden body of luck, the monster clan in the central region has been regarded by him as moving luck merits.

These big and small monster races have been bullying the human race in the Central Territory for so many years, and each of them bears the blood feud of the human race. If he wipes out these monster races, he will definitely gain luck and merit.

Have the Shadow Guard found anything?

Regarding Xia Tuo's question, the old God Hou shook his head lightly. The Shadow Guard, who was in charge of investigating the demon clan in the central region, was directly responsible to the old God Hou. It was the Shadow Guard who discovered the movement of the monster clan.

check.

Xia Tuo made a decision. There must be some kind of conspiracy behind such a big move.

...

Tianlu Mountain.

On the second day, Xia Tuo looked up at the sky, and the purple air was dancing, and the vast ocean of purple air was like the fire in the sky, and it was stirring like a fire cooking oil.

Wuwu lay on Xia Tuo's shoulder, and said solemnly: A Tuo, luck is like cooking with fire and oil. This is the prelude to a surge. If it is too violent, it will blow us up.

Needless to say, Xia Tuo naturally felt the agitation of the fortune belonging to the Daxia clan, like a volcano about to erupt. This scene is very abnormal.

For a long time, the fortune of the Great Xia Clan has been in the process of gradually increasing or decreasing, but it was the first time he saw such a turbulent situation, and it gave him a feeling that the mountains and rains were about to come.

This feeling is very bad, just like mountain torrents, sky fires, and thunder are about to get out of control.

Once the luck is out of control, the consequence will be the death of the family.

Can you sense it? Tilting his head, Xia Tuo looked at Wuwu and asked.

I can't sense it for the time being, but as long as it takes a while, there will be some clues. Wuwu's small eyes are ups and downs, and in his eyes, purple flames are already burning on the edge of the purple air above Tianlu Mountain. Get up, raging fiercely, rendering the sky.

He is the reincarnation of Jumang, born with heels, and has awakened the innate true spirit seal of his own life. In this case, the soaring luck gathered is not clear about the situation, which already shows a big problem.

A Tuo, the catastrophe of luck has to be ended from luck, and the root is still on the origin of the gathering of luck.

The origin of luck gathering!

Xia Tuo hesitated, then his eyes burst into light, and he said, It's the blood of the human race!