The Strongest Tribe

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Just imagine, directly controlling the beliefs of the barbarians, and when a war breaks out, drive the barbarians into soldiers.

These big men screamed and rushed forward brandishing their weapons, not afraid of the slightest bit of death and blood, the impact force can be imagined.

The reason why we start from the southwest is because the attention of the Zhuwuhou tribe is not enough in the southwest region. He came to Huangyang City to attract the attention of the Zhuwu tribe and let Haoqing do something in the southwest region as soon as possible.

Qiao'er got the order, and quickly left Desolate Sun City, headed towards Southwest Territory and joined Haoqing, and began to explore the feasibility of replacing the barbarian witch festival.

There are millions of miles around Huangyang City, and the east-west line traverses the entire southern part of the frontier barren central region. There are barren lands, large and small dry areas, with withered vegetation and sandy soil.

In order to prevent Daxia from going south, the Wuwu people still spent a lot of effort.

In the middle of the mountain range at the junction of the Borderland Central Region and the Southern Region, the golden crow flew into the sky, and the scorching sun shrouded it. All the trees in the forest were withered, and only the trunks remained. Occasionally, animal bones and dried animal bodies could be seen in the forest.

In the center of the mountain range is an open-air pit, which is ten miles in size. In the center of the pit is a white sarcophagus, the surface of which is covered with mottled cracks.

The sarcophagus feels like a volcano, and all the vitality of the surrounding mountains has been wiped out. The water vapor in the void melts here, and the flames of the flames are looming, and phantoms of flaming beasts are continuously transformed, roaring in the mountains and forests.

The mountains and fields are very quiet, there are not even birds in the void, only the sunlight that falls, and when it touches the sarcophagus, a ray of flame bursts out.

In the southern part of the mountain range, a group of people were wearing scarlet robes, the large robes covered their bodies, the leader was extremely tall, holding a red scepter in his hand, on top of the scepter was a fiery head carved from the stone of the red fire god. beast.

Behind the leader, the figure is divided into two rows, each row has six people, all of them are wearing red robes, and the flames are engraved on the robes.

The footsteps of the group seemed to be very slow, but in fact they climbed over mountains and mountains like walking on flat ground. When they entered the mountain and approached the sarcophagus, an obscure incantation began to sound, which came from the mouth of the leader in red robe.

Accompanied by the voice of the leader, flames began to surround the bodies of the twelve figures following behind, and these flames continued to form simple Dao patterns while breathing.

Old Golden Crow,

Follow the covenant of ancient times and obey my call.

As the group of people moved forward, the sky fire began to ignite in the mountains, and the dead trees were ignited, sweeping the entire mountain field like sparks.

The ancient bloodline of Zhu Rong, the descendant who lived in the south of the Great Desolation, inherited the mystery of the Vulcan, and summoned the Golden Crow to the world.

The flames turned the sky red, and one after another flame elves danced in the sea of ​​flames, gradually puffing and puffing the flames, transforming into golden crow gods, flying in the sky, competing with the golden crows in the sky.

All of a sudden, crimson golden crows appeared in the thousands of miles of mountains and fields, swallowing flames, and their bodies continued to grow in size. While spreading their wings and dancing, the rhythm of heaven and earth flames was fully displayed.

Following the flames, a group of people came to the tiankeng in the center of the mountain range, and saw the thousand-foot-sized sarcophagus deep in the tiankeng. The cracks on the surface of the sarcophagus glowed red, intertwined like a fire net.

Heavenly Fire Sacrifice the Drought Demon!

The leader spread his wings, and the scepter in his hand rose into the air. The fire beast suddenly came to life and turned into a figure similar to a fire unicorn. It roared, and the sound resounded throughout the world.

Zhu Rong is the God of Vulcan in ancient legends. He is a powerful man born of the human race who is comparable to the true spirit of heaven and earth.

Hanba is one of the strongest under Zhu Rong's command.

According to the rumors, once the Hanba came out of the world and the red fields, the earth's veins disappeared and slaughtered the common people.

Zhurong Vulcan has become a legend, and the Hanba has been extinct for a long time, but the extinction does not mean that it has really disappeared.

Living in the south of the great wilderness, among the creatures in the wild wilderness, the meager blood of Zhurong Vulcan flows.

chirp~ chirp~ chirp~

The flaming golden crows screamed, swooped down from the sky, and slammed into the sarcophagus. The flame energy all over the body exploded on the sarcophagus, and then penetrated into the sarcophagus through mottled cracks.

In the mountains and fields, apart from the crowing of the Golden Crow Fire Spirit, only the sacrificial incantations of a group of people were left. In the end, the flames gathered outside the sarcophagus, and poured into the sarcophagus of the drought like a sea of ​​fire.

The fire beast scepter fell slowly and was held by the leader. He squinted his eyes and looked at the sarcophagus wrapped in flames.

The Hanba in the sarcophagus has been sacrificed for more than 10,000 years, and it is an extremely sunny warrior born in the southern wilderness tribe.

From the very beginning when it was discovered, it was discovered by Zhu Rong of the Wuwu clan, who taught him the method of cultivation step by step, until he was baptized by the power of the sun flame, and did not use the secret method until he practiced the extreme sun body until it approached the Dzogchen Refined into this Hanba.

It's a pity that Nanhuang Zhurong's bloodline is only a meager blood descendant handed down by the Vulcan God, and the Vulcan practice method passed down is incomplete. Born an independent soul and became the legendary corpse king.

However, these are enough.

The drought demon came out, the fertile fields withered, and the millions of miles of land veins dried up. After this fire festival, the barren land in the north of the southern region will expand again. Daxia wants to go south and defeat the drought demon first.

However, there are few ways to defeat Hanba. Whether it is soul or physical attack, it is ineffective for Hanba.

Even if the body of the Hanba is broken, it can still be reassembled. Most of the Hanba born in the past and present are melted by secret methods, and the method of melting the Hanba has long been lost. ...

hot~

This is Xia Tuo's first feeling. From Huangyang City to the south, the temperature gets hotter the further south you go. The golden crow in the sky seems to shine countless times more venomous sunlight.

There is no vitality at all on the earth, not to mention the vegetation, even if there is, it has already withered.

Naturally, this kind of scene is not only the Golden Crow, the real reason is that the spiritual veins deep in the earth have withered.

Drought!

The Wuwu tribe can actually control this kind of thing. You said that such a miraculous powerhouse could do something wrong, but it was used to create a isolation zone. Xia Tuo couldn't figure out what the leader of the Wuwu tribe was thinking.

Turning the frontier barren, central region, and southern region into barren land, and drying up the veins, the strength of this Hanba must be beyond imagination. If he has such a thug, he will definitely have fun.

My lord, in front of you is the mountain range where Hanba exists, and in the mountain there are strong men from the Wuwu tribe who are offering sacrifices.

Gui Da's figure appeared in an illusion, and after a notification, the voice disappeared in front of his eyes again,

Needless to say, Guiwei Jun, he watched the crimson sky above Hanji Mountain from afar, and the sky fire falling, making Xia Tuo frown involuntarily.

Thousands of miles away, the sky was covered with flames, and the sky was about to melt. Isn't this drought a little bit powerful, it's so powerful.

I really don't understand what the leader of the Wuwu clan was thinking.

Entering the mountain range, the flame energy around him has begun to materialize, the law of fire manifests, and fire beasts manifest constantly. These are not a threat to Xia Tuo. Yan world.

...

In the middle of the mountain range, Xia Tuo saw a group of people who were offering sacrifices, and also saw the huge sarcophagus in the center.

The Patriarch of Daxia!

Seeing Xia Tuo who suddenly appeared, Zhu Ronggong was stunned for a moment.

The next moment, Xia Tuo's figure suddenly disappeared on the north side of the tiankeng, piercing through the flames in the sky, and heading towards the unpredictable figure in the tiankeng.

The people of the Wuwu tribe worship the Hanyu here, and think about it with their toes, there are problems.

Fire spirits between heaven and earth, obey my call...

Seeing the disappearance of Xia Tuo's figure, Zhu Ronggong was startled. The scepter in his hand burst into red-gold divine light, and the flames all over the sky gathered towards him, and the fierce beast similar to the flame unicorn manifested again.

boom!

It's a pity that it was still a step too late. The black and white divine light flashed over the flaming unicorn, and the unicorn turned into sparks in an instant, and the palm of his hand was printed on Zhu Ronggong's body.

puff~

Gai Luo's palm exploded a ball of sparks, Zhu Ronggong's figure shattered like a bubble, and a piece of red copper-cast Jinwu fell, allowing him to escape the blow.

However, Xia Tuo's figure followed like a shadow, and with one palm, the majesty that burst out directly sent the remaining red-robed priests flying, and then greeted Zhurong Palace.

The black and white symbol of life and death descended to suppress his figure, and then with a flash of blue light, he swiftly threw these people into Lu Wu's prison.

The background of the Wuwu clan is indeed extraordinary. There is one witch sage and twelve witch sects. Even now, the Great Xia cannot gather such a uniform Wu sect who controls the fire art.

Throwing these people into Luwu prison so swiftly, he was afraid that these people would die, and the blood sacrifice would awaken the silent Hanba. The breath of this thing was like a dull volcano, giving him a very heavy pressure.

After tidying up the people of the Wuwu tribe, Xia Tuo turned his head to look at the sarcophagus in the tiankeng. The sky fire outside the sarcophagus had turned dark gold, and the spirit of fire danced with the coffin.

Hanba is a thing that exterminates vitality, and it can no longer be classified as a human being. It is more like a kind of spiritual corpse, devouring thousands of fires, but it does not mean that it is the spirit of fire. Like killing with a knife, the knife is just a murder weapon.

The sarcophagus is like a volcano that has been accumulated for a long time, but there is extremely strong dead energy hidden in the depths, and the Hanba survives in the world by relying on the dead energy.

This thing looks like it's alive, but it's actually dead. If you want to kill Hanba, you can't do it. How to kill a dead thing.

The Wuwu people sacrificed such a thing, which is really unexpected. It seems that the Wuwu people need to perform some kind of sacrifice to control it just now.

Through the spiritual power of the sarcophagus, Xia Tuo saw the appearance of Hanba, a young man wearing a golden armor, with a huge physique as tall as a hundred feet, and a strong body.

After the spiritual power of the flame penetrated into the sarcophagus, it was transported into Kuiba's body by some kind of formation in the sarcophagus, and the fire energy and death energy were perfectly fused together in his body.

In his perception, he couldn't feel the vitality of Hanba, only the endless death energy. He wrapped a little vitality with his spiritual power and submerged into Hanba's body in an instant and disappeared.

Looking at the Hanba, Xia Tuo had the idea of ​​using it for his own use. The power that this guy had accumulated gave him a lot of pressure. In other words, the strength of this Hanba was enough to achieve the great consummation of the land creation.

Moreover, considering Hanba's physique and attributes, if he wanted to kill him, even a dozen or so of the same level of the Great Perfection might not be able to do it. This thing has no soul, and the body is hard to break.

Where to find such a thug.

Hanba is the spirit of death, how can I make it my own?

Xia Tuo didn't think of any solution, but he likes to study, and he doesn't understand, so it's okay to ask a well-informed person.

Take out the Luwu Prison card again, separate a wisp of thought into a spirit body and enter the prison.

Drum Spirit~

In the mansion, I don't know which Gu Ling split patient is on duty, but a dozen witch cultivators from the Wuwu tribe were thrown in at once, which made Gu Ling very satisfied.

You are avenging your personal revenge again. As the majestic judge of the prison, how can you act like this.

Seeing Xia Tuo's spirit body appear, Gu Ling was very dissatisfied and complained.

Your real prison is run by your family.

I'm ashamed! Xia Tuo twitched the corners of his mouth.

You~

Hearing the sound, Gu Ling jumped up directly, you are ashamed of the hammer.

At any rate, his complexion also changed, and he said with a smile that he was ashamed, do you think that Mr. Gu Ling is blind.

Xia Tuo didn't take it seriously, and waited quietly for the drum spirit to finish dancing, and said, These people sacrificed a drought demon, causing millions of miles of barren land to dry up, the grass and trees withered, and the lives of the people were devastated, so...

So you got them all in.

So how does the Hanba offer sacrifices?

poof~

Gu Ling squatted on the stone drum, and he was still his mother's public revenge, so he couldn't have any confidence in Xia Tuo.

Ben Guling won't be helping the evildoers, I don't know.

Hanba is about to wake up, when the time comes, the whole earth will be turned into a jeopardy, and more people will die.

You're threatening me! You're still threatening me! Gu Ling jumped up, flew to Xia Tuo, and shouted with wide eyes: Drought~魃~is~death~thing~qi~luck~for~ Life~ Machine...

Patting Gu Ling's head, Xia Tuo nodded with a smile, and said, You see how simple things are, why bother making noise.

Xia Tuo's spirit body disappeared, Gu Ling looked dull, and murmured: He touched my head, and he dared to touch Ben Gu Ling's head.

...

The power of luck!

Xia Tuo, who returned with a ray of thoughts, looked at the sarcophagus with a glow, and the entire frontier was said to be the most prosperous person, if he was the second, no one would dare to be the first.

A Hanba body was right in front of him, comparable to the combat power of many Dzogchens. With such a good fighter, Xia Tuo felt that it was necessary to take a risk.

There was purple light in the spiritual world, four purple golden lotus surged around Yuanshen, and purple light shone even more on Yuanshen, each ray of purple light was like long purple needles, densely packed, protecting his Yuanshen.

The luck and golden body protection are also the confidence for him to dare to do this.

After thinking up to this point, Yuanshen did not come out of his body, he left an idea to guard the body, and sent the sound transmission to the Guiwei Army to guard the surroundings, before he stepped out of the body safely and stepped into the sarcophagus.

hum!

Without any hindrance, he entered Han Yan's body, filled with an endless sea of ​​dead energy, and countless dead energy gathered into various phantoms.

This is the depths of Hanba's head, which belongs to his spiritual world, but there is no independent idea in Hanba's spiritual world, and there are just collisions of countless souls.

The Hanba withered for millions of miles, and countless creatures fell. These creatures naturally had a lot of resentment, and were absorbed into their bodies by the Hanba.

It's just that Hanba doesn't have a soul, and these resentments gathered in his body can't cause harm to Hanba, and it's hard for a resentful spirit to get out after entering Hanba's body.

In this way, with the passage of time, the resentment sealed in Hanba's body will increase

Until one day, maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe it was a matter of course, the resentment in Hanba's body collided and gave birth to a soul that belongs to Hanba.

In perception, Hanba's body is like a fire jar, filled with endless dead energy.

In the spiritual world of the Hanba, there is a red-golden rune that keeps changing its shape. This is the control center of the Hanba. The people of the Wuwu tribe sacrifice to the Hanba to communicate with this golden rune.

The divine flower of luck rotates around the primordial spirit, and the purple light bursting out from the primordial spirit dispels the resentment. Xia Tuo looks at the dark gold runes suspended in nothingness, and every change will shatter and swallow part of the resentment around him.

The rune is the link between the Hanba and the controller. A Hanba who cannot give birth to a soul is still a puppet in general. Only when a unique will is truly born, can the Hanba truly escape control.

Yuanshen stretched out his big hand, with purple light floating on his palm, and grabbed it towards the red gold rune. The purple light gurgled in his palm, and the dark gold rune also had glowing light flowing. The moment the two touched, the purple light flourished.

Purple Qi is the luck of the human race. A group of people naturally has tolerance and broad-mindedness. The breath of purple Qi is profound and broad. The dark gold runes are like people who have been dry for a long time encountering nectar, and begin to devour the purple light.

Xia Tuo had already prepared for this point in his heart, and let the dark gold rune absorb the power of vitality, and his mind began to perceive this rune. If he wanted to control the drought, it was mainly on this rune.

...

Here, Xia Tuo came up with the idea of ​​Hanba. In the depths of the wild and ancient land in the southern borderlands, among the mountains and old forests, a quaint stone temple stands between two adjacent cliffs.

The stone hall looked very old, and there was an old man sitting cross-legged in the main hall. Not to mention his short stature, he was still very thin, and he seemed to have only a shriveled frame.

The stone hall was very dark, lit with animal fire lamps, the old man was sitting cross-legged, and there was a shrine on the stone platform in front of him.

Hmm~

Suddenly the old man opened his eyes from the silence, his shriveled palm was spread out, and the palm was covered with deep cracks, a line of blood spread out from the arm, less than an inch away from the tip of the middle finger.

Fire~

Then, the old man pointed together, chanting an obscure incantation, and he took off a bean-sized flame in the oil lamp on the shrine, and a drop of dark red blood dripped from the blood-lined middle finger, and the flame grew instantly. , was imprinted by him towards the center of the eyebrows.

puff~

However, the moment the flame just imprinted on the center of the eyebrows, it suddenly went out.

puff~

The old man's body trembled, a mouthful of dirty blood spit out from his mouth, and he screamed.

Go quickly, the Hanba runes have changed~

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