The Strongest Tribe

The origin of the luck of the human race, in the final analysis, is a problem within the blood of the human race. The change, increase, decrease, corruption, etc. of the luck of the human race can be traced back to various problems in the blood of the human race.

The base of the human race, the number of strong people, natural disasters and man-made disasters, great changes in tribes, etc., are the main factors affecting the changes in luck.

At this moment, the fortune of the Daxia clan is so majestic and soaring like a volcanic eruption and a raging fire. This shows that there will be a big change, which is big enough to affect the development of Daxia, and even if it is not well controlled, there is a danger of destroying the foundation of Daxia.

In the following time, Wuwu sat in Tianlu Mountain and began to gain insight into the four directions, tracing the origin of the cause of the Qi movement riot, while Xia Tuo visited the clan hall in person to control the affairs of the clan.

The Qi Luck riot not only empathizes with him, the patriarch, but has actually affected the entire Daxia clan. However, for ordinary people, they have a low level of perception of the world and can only be affected passively, such as apathetic mental outlook. , irritability, temperament and other changes.

The more powerful a warrior is, the more he will feel a sense of crisis, his thoughts will be turbulent, and it will be difficult to calm down. However, for a strong man, he has strong self-control and can stabilize his heart.

In a short period of one month, the Shadow Guard and Zhenmensi had insight into the territory of the clan, and the situation reported to Xia Tuo showed that the situation was deteriorating.

Chaos is growing, and riots are accumulating. The original Jingping Daxia territory, especially when the Lihou Ministry announced to the four directions, the luck feeds back to the land. In the originally stable mountains and rivers, Yin Qi, evil spirits, and ghosts began to wreak havoc. , swept across the hills.

When the evil spirits sweep over, they will erode the human race, and when the ghosts are killed, their temperament will change drastically. What's more, they will become bloodthirsty and make trouble everywhere after practicing ghost magic and evil skills.

Daxia Clan Hall.

Patriarch, there are incidents of evil spirits hurting people in all the Dao domains in the territory. There are hundreds of people who gather, and there are thousands of people. Around the forest.

Moxie stood with his hands behind his back. He was in charge of the town magic department, and there was a trace of tiredness on his pale face.

In just one month's time, the various branches of the Zhenmagic Division were exhausted, beheading countless chaotic people. To suppress the yin and cold air rising in the room, this kind of strangulation can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

The ghosts at the junction of Qinghuai Road and Giant Human Road have already been born with supernatural powers, and they have not been strangled after several rounds of siege. Instead, more than 30,000 ghost soldiers have gathered to occupy the ghosts and roar in the mountains and forests.

There is an abyss in the depths of the Linghe Ghost Creature, and the bottom is not bottomless. Yin Qi sweeps out from the cave, and there are ghosts and ghosts. So far, no ghosts above the fifth level have been noticed.

In the southern Heishui Dajiang riot, there have been two sixth-level ghosts, more than ten fifth-level ghosts, nearly a hundred fourth-level ghosts, and countless ordinary second-level and third-level ghosts. They have occupied the ghost cracks deep in the black water, and there seems to be a big riot.

Xia Tuo leaned on the chief seat and listened quietly to Moxie's report of the matter to him. Sure enough, misfortunes never come singly.

When the Zhenmagic Division was first established, it was for the Jingping area, to cooperate with the city guards and wanderers in various provinces and cities. These years, it has spread throughout the territory of Daxia, but ghosts and ghosts are like sparks. Even the Zhenmagic Division has some Can't bear it.

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

Is there any more? After pondering for a moment, Xia Tuo asked.

Yes, many warriors who are haunted by ghosts and ghosts and practice evil methods have appeared in various places. They hide deeply and are difficult to catch. I am afraid that many families have covered up the whereabouts of these people inadvertently. Therefore, in order to find these people It's a whole lot of trouble.

Decree that the city guards and Youqian of the city lord's mansions will cooperate with the town magician to act. Anyone who shows up with evil spirits will be hunted down to the end, and the warriors who help the evil spirits to cover up will be killed. Hole.

After hesitating for a moment, Xia Tuo continued: Order the towns and borders of the various roads to start patrolling their respective domains. If necessary, they can mobilize soldiers stationed in the pass to encircle and suppress the gathering demons.

Go.

Moxie had just left, and the snail floated into the family hall like a ghost.

Patriarch, the elder fox girl of the Zhurong Slave Hall wants to see you. Luo stood still and said, It is said that there is a big deal to discuss.

Big deal? Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo's eyes showed some thought. What kind of big deal does the elder of the slave hall have? It's nothing more than selling slaves. Besides, the number of slaves who have been escorted from outside the territory over the years has exceeded 100 million. Isn't this a big deal?

At this moment, Luo waved his hand, and a wisp of black smoke fell on the wooden table in front of Xia Tuo, saying: Patriarch, this is the account book of the slave trade with the slave hall over the years. The number of slaves, costs, and men and women are recorded.

Xia Tuo stretched out his hand to pick up the Wu Lingjian, and a ray of thought sank into it, and he immediately understood the records in it.

In the past hundred years, through the hands of the Zhu Rongyu Slave Hall, he has built a total of sixteen slave guarding domains in the Northern Territory with the slaves he sold. The number of slaves in a domain can exceed tens of millions, and the number of slaves can range from five to six million. The number cost tens of millions of spirit crystals.

Human slaves are the least valuable in the wasteland. The wasteland is huge, and the speed and number of human reproduction are the highest among all races. That is to say, in the frontier, the population is sparse.

Is there any other news? Putting Wu Lingjian down, Xia Tuo said, Is there any news about the other two elders of Zhu Rong?

No. Luo shook his head lightly. Although he controlled the transaction with Zhu Rongyu's slave hall, since he got on the right track, there have been subordinates who have handed over the slaves, and he is only responsible for coordinating the overall situation.

At this time, Luo, who was as pale as a zombie, changed his expression, and continued: Patriarch, it seems that there has been no news of the two elders, Bone Spirit and Flood Demon, for a long time.

The slave trade with Zhu Rongyu over the years is normal, which makes Xia Tuo feel a little abnormal. Where is the slave hall?

What's the motto of a bunch of deviant guys?

I would rather harm myself than harm others!

Now they are earning spirit crystals honestly, is this normal?

When Bone Spirit and Flood Demon came to the door, it was enough to show that these two people were not easy to get along with, and it was impossible for them to be so silent.

At this time in Daxia, any disturbance could be an object of suspicion for Xia Tuo.

You go back first, just say that I am in retreat, and I am not sure when I will leave. I want to meet and wait for a while to talk. After hesitating for a while, Xia Tuo said, he needs to find out what happened to Zhu Rongyu first. Anything will do.

Mobilize the shadow guards to monitor the turmoil in the territory, cooperate with the town magician and the cities to destroy the evil spirits that are causing chaos.

Also, the Linghe Ghost Creature was one of the places where you practiced at the beginning, and now there is a Dayuan Cave in the Ghost Creature, can you find out what's going on?

I've been there before, the abyss is bottomless, it seems to communicate with the ghost. Luo frowned, and said softly, It can't be too deep.

Uncle.

At this time, Qiao'er's voice sounded in the family hall, she came from the sky, with a layer of purple energy around her body, as if she was floating in an illusion.

The yin qi backfires because our great summer luck can't hold back the mountains and rivers, so the yin and cold qi hidden in the depths of the earth began to return. Those lonely ghosts, ghosts and ghosts who like yin qi, Nature took advantage of the momentum.

Uncle, I also feel that our family fortune is slowly being lost.

what!

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo raised his eyebrows and became ugly, and Luo also frowned, with a fierce gleam in his eyes.

When did you find out?

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

It was the appearance of the Man of Destiny back then that caused a sudden change in the situation in the Northwest. The Great Xia took advantage of the situation and gradually annexed the Quartet.

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

Speaking of it, this copper plate can only be regarded as an embryo, 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, and it's difficult to peek into what is absorbing the Great Xia's luck behind her back.

As a Daxia witch festival, she cultivated a destiny, which is very close to a luck, but it is not a real luck after all, but if a person's luck is great, he can change his fate, so there is a deep connection between the two. entanglements.

When I came back, the fox girl said that I was retreating. Xia Tuo looked at Luo, and then said to Qiaoer: Let's go and have a look.

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Tianlu Mountain.

Wuwu's body swelled up, yes, it was because of anger.

If something stole his luck, how could he not be angry?

As the reincarnation of Jumang, it's actually not easy. Today is not an era where innate spirits are rampant. Even if the imprint of innate life is restored, but the world doesn't like it, he doesn't dare to be too embarrassing.

Now all cats and dogs dare to bully him and steal his luck, which is the most important thing for him to recover his strength.

Son of a bitch!

Big tortoise!

Old turtle three!

I'm so pissed off. If I find out who it is, I'll beat them up and call them Grandpa.

Compared to Wuwu's rage, Xia Tuo is extremely sober, and the power of luck is extremely mysterious, which is one of the most mysterious and unpredictable forces in the barren land.

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

What is air luck? It's illusory. The tribe is its carrier, and the totem is the introduction of the gathering. It is so surprising to take it away from Da Xia.

hum!

Soon, Wuwu turned into a stream of light, which hit Xia Tuo's eyebrows at once. When the purple light was in full bloom, Xia Tuo's eyes also turned into a dazzling purple, and he looked towards the sky.

On Tianlu Mountain, a large pillar of purple qi is shining brightly, reaching the top of the sky, surrounded by the vast ocean of purple sea, and the large pillar of purple qi is like a magic needle in the ocean.

At this moment, Xia Tuo saw that at the top of the purple air, the void was distorted, and the void fragments as fine as grains of sand were constantly broken and reorganized, and the strands of purple air were drawn away like flowing water, and then left the big world. The Xia clan transported the vast ocean and disappeared.

Compared with Daxia's huge family fortune, the purple air that was taken away is not even a stream, but its meaning is quite different. This means that there is a loophole in the originally perfect Daxia clan fortune.

It's the same reason as an ant nest appeared on the giant embankment blocking the river.

The misty luck plays a big role, otherwise, such a stalwart group who were born with true spirits back then would not have signed an eternal totem contract with the human race, willing to become the tribal totem of the human race and protect the human race for reproduction.

Boy Xia, what have you done? Why is the world so turbulent?

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

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

Can the ancestor see the clues? In the cave, Xia Tuo asked in a deep voice, and then said: The luck of the clan is losing. Although it is very small and hidden in the dark, it is undoubtedly true.

When the old man heard the sound, surprise appeared in his eyes, and he asked, Is the luck in your clan losing?

Although he is an aquatic turtle, he has long been entangled with the Daxiahou tribe. All these years, he has been able to sleep peacefully on his stomach thanks to the protection of the Daxia tribe. Therefore, there is already a relationship between him and the Daxiahou tribe. Letting go of the constant connection, one prospers all, one loses all, the Great Xia is shattered, and without the protection of luck, he will be very dangerous.

After thinking for a while, Lao Yuan said: In this case, either someone is absorbing luck to refine treasures, or someone is secretly stealing luck from the clan to plan other things, such as changing fate against the sky.

This is my Great Xia's luck, can others use it after grabbing it? Xia Tuo knew he was wrong as soon as he said that.

At that time, Dongtian Holy Land still knew how to restrain itself, and knew how to control Bobu to put a cover on itself, but now it is the end of the game.

It's a long story. At this moment, the old man said again: The era of mountains and seas is the era of the spirits of heaven and earth, and heaven and earth love the spirits of heaven and earth, so the spirits of heaven and earth are extremely powerful and have become the endorsement of heaven and earth.

But the true spirit of heaven and earth was hated by heaven and earth because it was too inflated, so a catastrophe came and it was completely destroyed. The human race rose from the barren land after the catastrophe and was favored by heaven and earth to occupy the land of the nine barren lands.

From Yankang to now, it can be regarded as the age of the human race. The human race is not as strong as the true spirit of heaven and earth, but they can become stronger step by step through acquired learning and transformation.

Therefore, on the entire barren land, the human race is the master of luck that occupies the mainstream of the world, in other words, it occupies the destiny.

Who doesn't want the existence of destiny?

That's why I, Daxia, was being targeted. Xia Tuo's tone became colder. Luck is so important, it can change fate, refine treasures, and purify blood, so some people are interested in Daxia's accumulation and want to get something for nothing.

Hmm~ Lao Yuan nodded, and pondered: It seems that there is such a situation, someone wants to share the luck of the Great Xia Clan, as for what to do, the ancestor is not clear.

At this moment, Xia Tuo was not calm at all. It was easy for someone to plot against him, but plotting against the whole of Da Xia was a little frightening.

Even Wuwu, the totem master, can't find any clues for the time being, and can only stare at the passage of luck. The most important thing is that there is too little luck flowing away at the moment, so he can't catch useful aura.

After staying in the Earth Vessel Cave for a while, Xia Tuo's figure reappeared on the top of Tianlu Mountain, held Wuwu in front of his eyes, and said, If the luck captured by the person behind is increased, can it attract induction.

Wuwu's body got bigger, he was so angry, his small eyes rolled around, and he said: A Tuo, you are as smart as me, and Ben Wu thinks the same way, they want to calculate our luck, We also need to see if Xiantian Jumang is a vegetarian.

Right now, I can't sense the direction of passing luck because too little luck has flowed away, but compared with the luck of the entire ethnic group, it's very difficult to catch traces.

Therefore, increase the amount of loss of air luck, trace the source in this way, and see where the air luck eventually goes.

Look at me, this group of people really don't use Jumang as a totem.

Wuwu flew up, engulfing the purple air in the sky, and his body was directly reduced to the size of a hundred feet, with two dragons on his feet and two wings on his back, standing like a majestic mountain in the ocean of luck.

Jumang's figure manifested, his wings fluttered, and the purple air in the sky turned into a torrent of tumbling waves. He stretched out his big hand and grabbed the purple air.

Immediately, a stream of purple air as thick as a bucket was picked up, and went straight into the sky above along the pillar of purple air, crashing into the distorted sky.

...

On the land filled with ancient desolation, mountains of various sizes are suspended, and the chains of gods are locked in the air, running across the north and south, shining blue, purple, blue, black and other divine lights.

There is also a strong smell of decay mixed in the thick barren air, as if the air here has not been circulated for a long time. From time to time, clusters of dazzling lights explode and rise like mushroom clouds in the mountains and fields.

A series of red, red, and golden flames swept in all directions, heading towards the depths surrounded by mountains, where the mountains were bare, and the mountains were carved into huge stone statues, with weathered and mottled surfaces.

Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!

Finally, these divine flames exploded, revealing a head of extremely handsome firebirds, phoenixes, phoenixes, flamingoes, flamingoes, firefinches, firecrows, etc., densely packed, large and small, chirping and screaming. Non-stop, dancing and rolling in the air.

These firebirds hovered in mid-air, swallowing and exhaling flames of various colors, blazing the sky, and a crimson fire cloud came from afar, and the surrounding firebirds scattered towards all directions after seeing it.

While the fire cloud was tumbling, a big fire dragon with eight feathers appeared, puffing out strong flames, and behind the tail dragged dozens of miles of red clouds, steaming hot.

The big fire dragon poked out its big head from the fire cloud, it was thirty feet high, and its two big eyes were like two rounds of sparks.

At this moment, a huge crater was reflected in the dragon's eyes. Inside the volcano, magma was rolling, and several firebirds and fire dragon cubs were having fun in the magma.

The surface of this volcano is inlaid with pieces of dark gold, dragon scales and phoenix feathers covered with divine patterns, which outline a series of fine flame lines, and continuously emit flames.

The big fire dragon looked down, and with a flash of flames on its body, it immediately turned into a five-foot-tall giant with red chalcedony-like dragon horns on its head and dragon wings retracted behind its back.

His appearance is 80% or 90% similar to that of a human, with fine dragon scales deriving from his arms and body, especially the positions of some joints, where the scales are even more prominent.

Stop playing, go away.

Shouting loudly, the fire beast cubs rolling in the magma were all startled, and ran out quickly, bursting out streaks of flame light, some of them directly turned into human shapes, and ran around naked.

Seeing that the little cubs ran away, the fire dragon man fell directly into the depths of the volcano, smashing into the thick magma. Below the blazing magma, there is a red crystal hall space. The hall is like a small world cave, with undulating crimson In the mountains, no other vegetation or things can be seen, and the flames continue to generate heavy air waves.

In the center of the space is an altar with a size of 100 feet. On the altar is a golden keel. The keel is 50 feet in size. The broken cracks around it are clearly visible. in process.

In the center of the distorted void above the keel, there is a void about three feet square in size that glows with a faint purple charm, and wisps of purple air fall like mist and land on the golden keel.

Under the altar, sitting cross-legged, were three old witch priests wearing crimson capacious robes with all kinds of flame marks. Their auras were silent and they could not feel the slightest aura fluctuations.

In addition to the three scarlet-robed witch sacrifices, there are dozens of figures outside the altar, but they are all dead. The most rotten guy has a golden light shining on his sacrificial robe, and a flaming dragon looms, but his head has already become Without the bones, the skeleton looked deformed.

After the red dragon man fell down, he bowed respectfully to the keel on the altar three times and kowtowed nine times, but did not get up with his buttocks pouted, and the flames surrounding him were restrained to the extreme.

Huan Longhong, what's the matter with Wang Ting?

After about half a stick of incense, an old voice rang out. It was the old witch priest at the front. His figure did not move, and the corners of his mouth did not move. The voice was derived out of thin air.

Going back to the high priest, nothing major happened. Nine Sun King is still in retreat to practice the King's Law, and everything is peaceful.

Huanlonghong, who was kneeling on the ground, spoke in a low tone, somewhat suppressing his own words. In this space, there are countless fire-type true spirits, fluttering like fireflies, and his face was glowing red in the flickering light.

Then why are you here?

The old witch priest raised his head slightly, his eyes were always on the strands of purple air hanging from the top of the altar.

Come to return, the slaves of the human race are ready, just waiting to be sent to the frontier to expand the population base of the frontier. Huan Longhong said, and then said: It will be done through the slave hall, and anyone involved will be cut off later, please Rest assured, the high priest will not be caught.

Hearing the sound, a bright light flashed in the cloudy eyes of the old witch priest, and after hesitating, he said: It is better to kill by mistake than to let go, this time we can't let anyone know what we did secretly, so as not to repeat the mistakes of thousands of years ago, understand ?

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

At this moment, the eyes of the old witch priest who were originally calm suddenly became a little fiery, 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 was a strange aura that did not belong to the original aura of the human race. burst out.

A pair of eyes became deeper and deeper, and the distorted runes could be faintly seen. These runes were red, dark gold, hidden in the mystery of heaven and earth, and mixed with ancient and boundless evil spirit.

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

Hong understands.

Go.

Huanlonghong flew away, and the eyes of the old witch priest fell on the keel on the altar again.

Hmm~

For a moment, the three old witch priests sitting cross-legged all looked up at the distorted void above the center of the keel. The original three-foot distorted void suddenly gathered strands of purple air into a trickle, pouring down , the power of all beings diffused.

The eyes of the old witch priest on the left were reddened, with runes flashing brightly, and he said, Luck is really magnificent, it seems that I made the right choice this time!

In contrast, the old witch Ji on the right had a treacherous smile on his face covered with fine scales, and there was a faint golden mist surging on his face, and phantoms of birds appeared.

Heck~ the old witch priest said, but his voice was as delicate as a woman's, which was completely different from his figure, and then he said: Drain his luck, awaken the silent dragon marrow, I, Huanlongshi One day, he will become the true spirit of heaven and earth, the only true spirit favored by heaven and earth, and the supreme king of the entire barren land.

The leading old witch priest did not speak, but the fire in his eyes was no less than that of the other two, even more fanatical and crazy.

In today's era, the human race is blessed by nature and enjoys the favor of the world. If he is loved by the world of the human race and the innate fate of the true spirit of the world, then on the barren land, who else is an opponent.

...

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

Wuwu's figure quickly dissipated and turned into a loach again. Although the picture was broken sporadically, Xia Tuo was startled by the scene transmitted back.

Huanlong's!

It is another ancient clan of the human race.

It is this group that is grabbing the luck of Great Xia.

Let Wuming enter the family fortune to recuperate, Xia Tuo returned to the family court, consulted the family's classics, and found the relevant records of the Huanlong family in just half a day.

The Huanlong family originated in the Yankang era. It is rumored that its ancestors raised real dragons, and later merged with the dragon blood.

These records are too far away, and naturally they are useless for the moment, but Xia Tuo found some clues through the classics collected by the clan.

Ten thousand years ago, the Huanlong clan secretly promoted the destruction of Daqi's royal family. At the beginning, the young master of Daqi told him that Daqi's establishment of the royal court was not made by Jing Tianwang who was hotheaded and just slapped the table.

It was precisely because of the acquiescence of some old guys in the royal court that King Jingtian dared to establish an independent royal court independent of the Great Yin. Then something happened, which caused dissatisfaction from others.

According to the records of Dongtian Holy Land, not only the Huanlong clan, but also dozens of ancient clans such as the Gaoxin clan, Leiying clan, Qiongsang clan, and Li Chi clan were among the events of that year. The inheritance is very long.

Bianhuang's Cave Heaven Holy Land responded to their call, and left relevant records afterwards. If Xia Tuo hadn't searched for it, I really didn't know that there were such secrets in it.

Judging from the fact that the Huanlong clan is currently seizing the luck of Great Xia, could it be that the collapse of Daqi back then was also due to luck?

If so, it makes sense.

The strength of the Huanlong clan is very strong, but the records in the Holy Land of the Cave Heaven are all records from ten thousand years ago, and there are no relevant records now.

At this moment, Xia Tuo regretted not allowing Hu Ling to join the Huben Guard. If he joined the Huben Guard, he could use the skin of the Huben Guard to explore these secrets.

All kinds of things at the moment are still a mess, and he is a little unclear. In the main hall of Xia Yuan, sitting behind the wooden case, Xia Tuo spread a piece of animal skin paper in front of him, and he explained the current affairs in and out of Da Xia. I wrote it all down.

The Huanlong family seized luck, the abnormal slave trade in the slave hall, the changes of the monster clan, the chaos of the ghosts in the territory, etc. were all written down one by one.

Right now, there are only these abnormal things. In the center of the animal skin paper, there are four big characters of Great Xia Clan's Fortune. These things can trigger changes in the Great Xia Clan's fortune.

But the abnormal things are not limited to these. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win a hundred battles. Right now, his eyes are smeared, and he doesn't know what to do.

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

Hu Benwei, Slave Palace, Monster Clan, Ancient Clan, Qi Movement ~

After stroking for a long time, Xia Tuo restrained his mind, but he still didn't get a clue, but it's not his style to sit and wait for death.

He took out the psychic skeleton and summoned the strong man of the land-opening state of Daxia.

Soon, phantoms sat in the main hall, and Xia Tuo briefly explained the matter.

The movement of the demon clan in the ruins of the central royal city needs to be investigated clearly. Elder Luo, can the half-monster gathered by the Shadow Guard be used?

Hearing the sound, Luo opened his mouth and said: Half-monsters have a low status in the Yaozu, and they live in the worst place, which is better than that of the human race. Even the blood sacrifices of the Yaozu sometimes pull out half-monsters as sacrifices. I contacted the half-demon, but it didn't work much.

Xia Tuo was not surprised by Luo's words. The Yaozu's shrinking forces had never happened in thousands of years.

The ruins of the central royal city can be said to be a holy place for the descendants of the border barren race. The reason why Daqi was able to coerce the Quartet back then has a lot to do with the establishment of the central royal city in the center of the central region.

Just like the Great Yin, there are now three great royal courts in the barren land, and the Great Yin dominates the other two royal courts because the Great Yin occupies the fertile land in the center of the barren land.

The human race first arose from the center of the Great Yin Kingdom. To put it bluntly, in the eyes of the humans in the Great Yin Kingdom, the surrounding areas are all barbarians, and the frontier is naturally a corner.

But for the barren people, the center of the barren land represents a kind of status, and the four sides are the only ones.

Even if Da Xia became a Marquis, the reason why he was still not regarded by outsiders was because the region was too remote. If Da Xia occupied the center of the frontier, it would ensure that his name would be passed down to the barren land and be known by countless tribes.

It seems that we can only fight once. After pondering for a moment, Xia Tuo opened his mouth. He couldn't see the movement of the mountain dog army. At the moment, his thoughts are in a mess, and he can't find any clues at all. He can only be motivated by fighting. See if you can spot something.

As for the Huanlong Clan who absorbed the luck of the Great Xia, he is not worried about this. According to the records of the Huanlong Clan in the Holy Land of the Cave Ten thousand years ago, this is an ancient clan with Kaitian in charge. Even if it is declining now, at least it should It is the Ministry of the Peak.

Such an ancient clan, absorbing Daxia's luck, could not just take a bite and run away. They had only one goal, to swallow Daxia's flesh and bones in one bite.

Even in terms of the appetite of the ancient people, Daxia's family fortune is still too little now, which is far from enough to change fate against the sky and condense heavy treasures.

They still want to raise Daxia, just like raising a beast. When they kill and eat meat, it is naturally when it grows to the largest and fattest.

But now Daxia is not the biggest and fattest.

As for whether the Huanlong clan triggered the series of changes in Daxia today, Xia Tuo felt that confirmation was needed before a final conclusion could be drawn.

Old Shenhou, General Haohai, and Elder Luo, you three will go directly to the ruins of the king city in the central region. After making a decision in his heart, Xia Tuo said: Qiaoer and I will follow in secret, and when the time comes, we will come closer to investigate the demon city. the movement of the tribe.

Speaking of this, Xia Tuo's eyes flashed sharply, and he continued: If the monsters are cheating, then they will slaughter all the monsters in the central region.

Fat Brother was a little dissatisfied with Xia Tuo's orders, everyone had work to do, and him.

Elder Fat is going to the outside world. I want to know the reason for the collapse of Daqi ten thousand years ago, and specific information about the ancient clans such as the Huanlong clan. When the time comes, I will ask Ghost to cooperate with you.

Naturally, it is impossible for the fat man to have no work to do. A rotten fat man and a crippled curse, this combination will definitely do things by any means, so that they can find out more useful news.

Okay. Fat Brother nodded. The situation is critical now, so we can only put aside the matter of the God of Law.

After making arrangements, Xia Tuo left Jian Ling to handle the family affairs, and quietly left Daxia City with Qiaoer, then joined the old Shenhou and Elder Luo in the southern territory, and headed towards the ruins of the royal city in the middle of the border.

Taking advantage of the beginning of the turmoil, he needs to cut through the mess with a sharp knife. Cutting out a crisis counts as one. After all, Daxia has a lot of troubles, and there is also the matter of the blood spirit sin clan. Who knows what changes will happen to the tiger guard outside the territory .

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The ruins of the royal city are the royal city established by Daqi back then. Daqi developed from a small clan in a remote place to a royal tribe step by step, and turning the clan domain into a royal domain was a process of migrating from a remote place to the center of the frontier.

Back then, after Daqi established the royal city in the middle of the frontier, the various tribes gathered tribes from all over the world, spreading their reputations all over the place, and possessed the background to become a royal court.

It's a pity that things are different and people are different. Now the name of Daqi has been banished for thousands of years, and there is only ruins left in the royal city of that year, which was occupied by the monster clan and ravaged for thousands of years.