The Strongest Tribe

Lu Wu's prison, the mansion.

Gu Ling sat on the stone drum, looking at the big black and leafless trees that kept falling down, feeling a little dazed.

Mummy, 'dead' tree, what is Xia Tuo doing.

How did Luwu Prison become a place where all kinds of garbage are collected?

It's too much of a joke.

When I come back next time, I will severely criticize him.

The majestic drum spirit, the god drum under Gao Tao's seat, it's really shameful.

Shame.

If I were you, I would find a god stone and crash it to death.

Crash to death.

Hit him with a drum.

Smash him.

...

In Gu Ling's spiritual world, two little dolls with pigtails, started again.

The little baby on the left looked at the little baby on the right with wide eyes, and said bitterly, Why are you imitating me?

Learn what you did.

Look for a fight.

Ahhh~

In the blink of an eye, the spiritual world turned into a battlefield, and the two little dolls fought together, grasping, pinching, biting, kicking, kicking and other eighteen tricks at their fingertips.

Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo- of time. , Said: There is no one to persuade the fight, it is not fun.

Yes~

In the blink of an eye, the doll above was taken aback, what he said made sense, and his twisted hands loosened.

Then he grabbed his body with his right hand, and immediately grabbed a group of illusory mist-like, but crystal-clear airflow, which began to roll like mist beside it, and after a few breaths, it turned into a shiny little doll.

Hey, there's someone to persuade you to fight.

But don't wait for him to be silly, the doll who was pressed under him quit, he was always beaten by himself, and there was another one, so he was sure that this was to persuade the fight and not to help beat himself.

Hmph~ come out.

Following that, the doll who was under the pressure also grabbed at him, and then a ball of crystal mist was thrown out, turning into a bright little doll.

For a moment, the four dolls looked at each other, a little dumbfounded, and they looked exactly the same.

Ah, ah, learn from me, wash you~

The next moment, the four dolls fought.

Gu Ling sat on the stone drum blankly, with a dazed expression, and subconsciously murmured at the corner of his mouth.

Four~~four~

...

On Nether Island, Xia Tuo is still pulling up trees hard, there is no way, a panicked one, in the center of the island is a quasi-king who is peeping at Kaitian, the level of primordial spirit is much higher than him.

He believed that the old man Zhu Huo must be watching him, and he didn't know why he hadn't spoken for a long time.

The trees on Nether Island are very sparse, but the island is so big, there are ten thousand of these 'dead' trees in total. These trees are nothing to Xia Tuo, and they are much easier than fighting.

For the time being, I couldn't find any strange things on the island. While pulling up the tree, Xia Tuo was thinking about the ins and outs of the whole incident, starting from the turbulence of the Daxia clan movement and the Huanlong clan's absorption of the Daxia clan movement. He reorganized it again.

According to the normal reasoning of this matter, the Huanlong family is absolutely inseparable. The key question is what role the Chihuoding will play in this process.

The Sanyang Realm expands the population of Da Xia and enhances the luck of the people. Could it be that the Red Fire Cauldron reincarnated someone in Xia?

Thinking of this, Xia Tuo's primordial spirit trembled slightly, and the purple radiance of the divine flower of luck became more and more bright. The meritorious golden body resonated.

Compared with the blessing of tribal luck, the golden body of Qiyun merits cultivated by oneself is more alert to subtle changes in the outside world, and there is a cleverness in every thought and movement.

Send him into reincarnation, and then...

That's not right, he has entered reincarnation, how will things unfold in the Sanyang Realm.

Thinking about the problem is too difficult.

Let's pull up the tree.

There was no time to see the flow of time in the Styx realm. Xia Tuo spent about a day pulling up all the big trees in a leisurely manner.

He wasn't in a hurry, if he guessed his train of thought was right, it was the guy inside who was in a hurry.

I just don't know what the old man Zhuhuo has to do with the Huanlong family.

The trees have all been uprooted, and looking at the bare Nether Island, the only thing that can be used as a barrier right now is the undulating hills in the mist.

As the saying goes, if the mountains are not high, there are immortals and spirits. These mountains on Mingdao are, and the highest ones are not more than a thousand feet, but they are like dragons, surrounded by Yin Qi, even if there is mist floating above, you can still see the gathering of nine dragons .

Or, dig a mountain?

This project is a bit large.

...

What was even more confused at the moment was Huanlong Xiansheng in the center of Nether Island. He really wanted to rush out and curse at Xia Tuo fiercely.

So cowardly, what are you doing here?

Do you want the Red Fire Cauldron?

As expected, he came out of that corner of Bianhuang, a petty person.

It deserves to be trapped in the frontier.

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You came in!

Huanlong Xiansheng sat cross-legged in the running water, he must kill this guy.

The place where the yin energy of Nine Dragons gathers will help increase his success rate in seizing Xia Tuo, and it will be a great help in stepping into the reincarnation circuit. The foundation of this plan is all in this big formation, and it is absolutely necessary not to leave this foundation place.

Kowloon spits water, and the living water he sinks and floats is linked to the Styx River. The Styx River was also called Yellow Spring Water a long time ago, and has an indisputable connection with reincarnation.

If the martial artist stepped into reincarnation by himself, with the assistance of the red fire cauldron and the calming pearl, naturally there is no need to use this large formation, and it may even be counterproductive.

But he needs to seize Xia Tuo's primordial spirit. If he directly pretends to be Xia Tuo's Hui clan after seizing the house, he will inevitably be backlashed by the fate of the Daxia clan. The fate of the Daxia clan turned back.

Only by entering reincarnation and experiencing the baptism of reincarnation.

He will not completely devour Xia Tuo's primordial spirit, but will leave a part of it. During the process of going through the baptism of reincarnation, he will melt this part of his breath into himself, so as to reduce the sense of repulsion from the Great Xia clan.

Of course, this is just one of them.

Zhou Xiang, who had great plans, was the only one who was cowardly.

you come here.

Huanlong Xiansheng's eyes danced with aura, as if he could see through the mist. The mist here was derived from the nine Yinlong's veins. It was a natural phenomenon, and even he couldn't dispel it.

Due to the integration of the terrain, compared to Xia Tuo, Huanlong Xiansheng can perceive everything on the entire Nether Island.

He has been paying attention to Xia Tuo from the beginning to the end.

However, the next moment, flames burst out from the skull's head, enveloping the entire head.

...

In his perception, Xia Tuo took out a large piece of divine gold, urged it with fighting spirit, and squeezed it into the shape of a shovel.

dig a mountain?

I, Huanlong Xiansheng, a descendant of a king, a five-step powerhouse who opened up the earth, has practiced for more than 7,200 years in two lives, and I have never seen such a cowardly person.

What kind of opportunity does such a person look for, to go back to the corner to eat wild fruits and potatoes.

What are you doing out here?

The agitation of mental fluctuations spread far away, and the aura of Huanlong Xiansheng was a little unstable. He felt that his state of mind for thousands of years had collapsed at this moment.

The state of mind collapsed, uncomfortable.

In the swampy land in the center where the nine dragons converge, the muddy water is turbulent, and cracks appear on the ground in the swamp, just like spider webs, and there is a faint light flickering in the cracks, winding like a python, which is extremely mysterious.

...

In fact, it's not to blame that Huanlong Xiansheng's mentality collapsed, it was Xia Tuo who was really doing it.

He squeezed the shovel with the divine gold, and then approached the periphery of the center of the island, that is, outside the nine mountain ranges, selected one of the mountain ranges, and then dug with the shovel.

Although the Jiutiao Mountain Range is not big, it has a radius of several tens of miles. It takes a shovel like his to dig for many years. The key is to dig slowly, like an old woman with bound feet walking, without panic at all.

Apart from digging the mountains, there are other ways, such as trying to peek at the mountains, but Xia Tuo did not do so. The thick fog in the mountains is very strange, and even his 99% refined Yuanshen thoughts have hindered him from entering. On the contrary, the mountains are controlled by others.

It's so good, don't care who is in the mountain, just piss him off.

Either you come out.

Looking at the current situation, Xia will definitely not go in.

Come out if you have the ability.

rumbling~

The roar came from the depths of the mountains, and the ground trembled slightly. Xia Tuo raised his head and looked into the depths of the island. He could not see other scenes except the thick fog of Yin Qi. Instead, he sensed the transmission of spiritual fluctuations, exuding a wave of fierce.

This is urgent.

The more anxious the people on the island were, the more he had to be steady.

Young man, you really don't want to inherit the old man's legacy?

Clang~

A shovel was shoveled on the dark rock wall, rocks splashed, and fire burst out. Xia Tuo didn't lift his head, and then dropped the second shovel.

At this moment, a faint glow appeared in the thick fog of Yin Qi, like the moonlight dispelling the darkness, but it was not dazzling, giving people a warm feeling, as if a round of osmanthus moon had risen in the center of the island.

Xia Tuo raised his head and saw the outline of a four-legged tripod emerging from the moonlight, glowing with a blend of light, and there was a faint spiritual fluctuation in the nothingness for a while.

Since you are not interested in the old man's Quasi-King Dao Fruit, can you do me a favor. The spiritual thoughts were transmitted and manifested into an old hoarse voice.

I don't want what I've learned in this body to fall into this river of darkness. Can my little friend take it out, and if the opportunity comes in the future, choose a successor for the old man.

The old man is willing to give this red fire cauldron as a reward for giving it to my little friend.

If you still don't believe me, we can make a Yuanshen contract, what do you think?

Oh~

A sigh, with a kind of regret and depression.

In Xia Tuo's view, there is nothing wrong with Zhu Huozhun's words. If he came here by chance, he would really believe it, but right now he doesn't believe a word.

Give it to me first~

In the center of the island, Huanlong manifested himself: ...

Little friend, when the old man was attacked by someone and fell to the island of the underworld, it is precisely because of the scene of the gathering of nine dragons here that he is able to survive until now.

However, success and failure are also Jiulong convergence, now the old man has already been imprisoned by this natural yin energy array, except for some spiritual thoughts left, he has already lost the ability to control things.

The inheritance of the Red Fire Cauldron and the old man still needs a little friend to pick it up.

After the words fell, Huanlong Xiansheng waited for more than ten breaths, but found that there was no movement, and waited for more than ten breaths, but there was still no movement.

Little friend, I have been lost for too long, and I have been lingering until now, in order to inherit the mantle. I am also of human blood. Could it be that I don't even agree to this plea of ​​the old man?

Okay~

Xia Tuo nodded, and said, Leave the scarlet fire cauldron and inheritance as an old man. Later, the juniors will come to collect the old man's mantle and bury it in the land of the Great Wilderness Human Race.

...

Huanlong Xiansheng was speechless, as expected, there was no plan left, except for coercion, all the plans were meticulous and confidential, except that he didn't take into account that those who got into the trap would spare their lives.

How to break the situation now?

It seems that the guy outside didn't come in, he was waiting to boil him to death, and then came in to pick up the bones.

Looking at the shining center of the island, Xia Tuo suddenly understood one thing after all the successive situations, that is, if he was really plotted against here, then he would never be allowed to leave.

Right now, the first step to lure him into the center of the island has failed. If he leaves this underworld island, will the people inside panic?

Thinking of this, Xia Tuo pretended to bow his hands toward the center of the island, and said in a deep voice: The entrustment of the senior, the junior naturally dare not forget it. The mantle of the senior is too heavy. After the senior returns to heaven and earth, the junior will come to collect the bones for the senior.

Talking about so much, in a word, I will come back after you hang up.

After saluting toward the depths of the island, Xia Tuo turned and walked out.

Goodbye to you.

Little friend~

Seeing Xia Tuo turn and leave, Huanlong Xiansheng whispered, and he also had some guesses in his heart that this was done by Xia Tuo on purpose, and he must have sensed something was wrong.

However, watching Xia Tuo walking away step by step, spanning a hundred miles in just a short breath, already approaching the edge of the island, and landing towards the small boat moored in the Styx River, Huanlong panicked.

Once Xia Tuo leaves Nether Island, it means the family's plan has failed.

Of course, the plan in the clan is far more than this, but this plan is a particularly important step. This step of the plan is completed. The big event that the Huanlong clan has planned for many years will go smoothly in the future.

At this moment, Huanlong, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the red fire cauldron, manifested his holiness, a smear of gray-white flames appeared in his mummy-like body, pale as mist, and a rotten breath permeated out.

hum!

The flames filled his whole body, and then a wave of life was generated, turning into ripples, breaking through the fog in the sky, and heading towards Xia Tuo.

Compared with the sluggishness before, the aura at this moment is majestic and mighty, as unfathomable as the sea, full of light like a bright moon, blazing white and bright, sweeping out.

This is the spiritual power that belongs to Huanlong's holiness, and it can be fully materialized under his willingness.

The spirit was like electricity, breaking through nothingness, and appeared behind Xia Tuo in an instant.

In an instant, Xia Tuo, who was about to land on the small boat with his foot, turned around, black and white appeared in his eyes, and two beams of light pierced out, colliding with the incoming pale.

puff~

With a soft sound, Xia Tuo's Eye of Life and Death of the Three-Eyed Clan only broke through a small piece of pale spiritual ocean attacking behind him, and the whole island was completely shrouded in pale spiritual power.

Xia Tuo's figure trembled when he was hit, his eyes showed surprise.

wrong!

This attack was far from what he had expected.

The old man Zhu Huo peeked into the Open Heaven Realm, and his primordial spirit must be far superior to him, and now although he is suspected of breaking a little bit of trickery, the real quasi-king's spiritual power is definitely more than that.

Right now, although the power of the primordial spirit in perception surpasses him, it does not have the majesty of directly overthrowing it, at most it is in the quasi-immortal state.

The detached quasi-immortal soul already has a vision similar to the coercion of Daoguo, which is simply Wang Wei, but he doesn't feel it at all here.

Isn't this the old man Zhuhuo?