The Strongest Tribe

Qilin Dongtian has an independent will to rely on the existence of the Great Wilderness World, just like the Great Wilderness World, where the martial art realm surpasses the heavens and humans, it will be suppressed by the order of heaven and earth.

The independent will of Qilin Dongtian also possesses this repressive idea.

Grabbing the Qilin Order, Xia Tuo flew towards the dead sea area. He was about to wait, and was about to send warmth to the people of the ancient king's court.

Not around the mountain boundary.

On the top of the mountain, the eyes of the kings splashed with each other, and the aura was surging. In front of the king, the expressions of the Tianshi and the old witches were also different.

There is anger on Patchian's crystal face and blush on his cheeks, which is angry.

As for the indifferent expression of the old witch sacrifice, he had long known that it would be such a result. Being angry can only anger his body, which is not good for his health. He still wants to live this era, but he can't anger himself.

"Those who are behind the race should be punishable!"

The king of Da Yin was looking for the shuttle, always searching for the king of Shang, making the severely injured Shang Wang very uncomfortable.

Seeing that King Shang was suppressed, King Cang spoke and said: "The world is in the general trend, go home with the flow, and the disabled can only be eliminated."

"Being a dog for people is not about being incomplete." The King of King Da Yin unceremoniously sprayed King Cang's face, what kind of thing it is. No one in the room knows that it is, and he opened his mouth and closed his mouth to comply with the general trend. What?

Shit.

If you want to teach him, get rid of the dog's identity first.

"Huh~ My Dashang comes from the Changshengjiao, and relying on the Changshengjiao can rebuild the grand occasion of the ancient Dashang court." A bright light flashed in the eyes of the King Shang.

They are all kings, their speech is naturally arrogant, and they didn't deliberately reveal their majesty. After all, their strength is much worse, and everyone is not afraid of who Lang Bai shows.

So at this moment, all the most peak controllers of the Great Desolation, verbally verbally, cursed like ordinary people.

"Shit, you need to find a good-sounding reason to be a dog. When you become a B, you have to set up a torii." Da Yin King is not only strong in combat power, but also first-class in his mouth and gun skills. One person cursing the two kings alone is still powerful. Do not fall.

"Ordinary people don't know what the Longevity Sect is, but you and I still don't know. The name of Longevity is actually a sinner who murders all living beings. Such a sect should be destroyed long ago. I think you are in vain."

"Stubbornly stubborn." King Cang's face swelled, and he wanted to stop talking several times.

The Witch Commander King sat cross-legged, silent, his breath was stern, like a man who had just returned from a hunt.

Regarding the scolding of the three kings, he has no mental fluctuations at all.

Bu Tian was sad alone. Although she said that she had a special status, she could not control the King of Humans. To tell the truth, the King of Humans could ignore her because of respect, and there was nothing to counteract by ignoring her.

This time, the convener of the king wanted to call on the ancient kings to let go of their prejudices and stabilize the great wilderness. Although it didn't seem to be of much use at the beginning, it was really helpless when it really arrived.

Mending the sky bowed his head and wept, the old witch priest sighed slightly. He did not approve of this gathering. The contradictions between many ancient kingdoms and kings exist inside and outside. The king not only represents himself, but also represents How could the big clans under the rule unify their thinking?

The human race is no longer the human race in the time of the human emperor. The human race is not in unity. Without the emperor human race, there will be no restrictions. He even predicted that the situation would continue to be chaotic. Someone would kill the king and become the king.

This scene makes people shudder.

The only way to change the situation of the great famine is to break and then stand, truly penetrate the current system and re-establish a unified system.

However, he was also worried that people's hearts are not old, even if the Supreme King's Court is to establish a unified, the emperor appears, is it still the former emperor?

The situation is unclear, the fate is disorderly, and it is not clear.

In contrast, the ghost car and Wuzhiqi were sitting on the edge of the mountain in the distance, watching the clouds outside the mountain change their shapes, and they didn't care about the human quarrel.

Anyway, the little brother said, as long as they are here, they will be fine if they break their heads, they just can't leave here.

Hollow world.

A path of light glowed with purple rhyme and spread out in the hole. Xia Tuo stepped on the path of light, and there were waves of pale waves rising all over his body, calming outside the path of light.

At the end of the light path, the vast and ancient breath passed, and besides that, there was also a deep and majestic breath lingering.

At the end of the light path, the eyes suddenly opened up. Under the bird's eye view, a majestic and indescribable mountain stood tall, with a majestic and profound breath all over the place, in the void and the mountains, everywhere.

This is the will of the world that belongs to Bu Zhou Mountain Realm.

This kind of breath can't be noticed without the Qilin Ling in hand.

Rumble!

In an instant, thunder sounded in the realm, and a terrifying majestic will locked him.

At this moment, Xia Tuo consciously reached the top of his head, and a colorful divine light emerged, as if it had turned into a deep sea. There was no specific emotional consciousness, only cold, and he was looking at him.

When he noticed the Qilin Ling, his icy will gradually eased, and the divine light fell, resounding in all directions, and turned into a glorious thunder sea, with lightning roaring like a waterfall.

Rumble!

At the top of the mountain, everyone looked up and watched the roar above the sky. The purple electricity and silver light turned into a thunder field, and the thunder light rushed in all directions like a dragon, and the terrifying pressure fell.

"Curse!"

"this is……"

The Old Witch Ji raised his head, frowned suddenly, his expression suddenly changed, and then he looked at Patchian, and shook his head slightly.

Seeing the movement of the old witch sacrifice, Patchian's mouth closed again.

"How could there be a natural punishment for Bu Zhoushan!"

"What happened!"

At this moment, several people and kings were surprised. Outside the mountains, the border of this boundary, in a thunderous extremity, the pressure of terror pouring down like a waterfall.

Even though they are kings of humans, the greatest existence of the Great Wilderness has felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

Thunder penalty appeared in Buzhou Mountain Realm, what exactly did it indicate?

With their strength, they didn't dare to spread their thoughts out, and went to peep in the Thunder Territory, so as not to cause the thunder to punish the upper body.

Thunder and lightning are intertwined and spread continuously, and the terrifying thunder lies in the sky like a big dragon, and each path is like a dragon, reaching the sky and the earth, surrounding the surrounding mountains.

For a time, in the entire realm, the top of the mountain seemed to be the last safe island, and the place outside the top of the mountain was completely transformed into a thunder territories, and thunder was completely dense.

"There is something!"

At this time, the King of Wuming Ren spoke.

Above the Thunder Territory, surrounded by purple electricity and silver light, a black spot floated and suddenly became the center of all the thunders, and a sad and desolate atmosphere floated between the heaven and the earth, and the screams of all directions.

"It's a coffin!"

The black dots slowly fell, the silver light cleared the way, set off by ten thousand ways, and even chaotic light lingered, resonating in this realm, reflecting a dark and purple world.

The wooden coffin slowly fell from a high altitude, and did not fall to the top of the mountain. Instead, it hung in the air and stood still at a distance of a hundred feet from the top of the mountain, attracting everyone's eyes.

At this moment, Wuzhi Qi and the ghost car, who were shrinking on the side, suddenly grabbed the Silver Dragon King on the side and fell towards the bottom of the mountain.

really!

This scene was really seen by the old witch festival.

He didn't hesitate at all, his figure glowed with a faint dark yellow light, and it turned into a mass of clay, flowing down the edge of the mountain.

Bu Tianshi took a deep look at the kings of the people, as if Piaohong was facing the thunder, the sky of silver light and purple electricity fell on her body, and it directly turned into warm and moist energy, without the slightest fierceness.

The same four kings of humans also noticed something wrong, but unfortunately the world was suddenly filled with terrifying will, which enveloped them, and the four were locked at the same time.

A colorful ocean appeared on the top of the mountain, the rhyme of Taoism was boiling, and the sense of no emotion fell down.

They were suppressed, and the stalwart will tell them not to leave the top of the mountain, otherwise...

What's happening here?

? ? ?

Where is the old witch festival?

Bu Tianshi?

What about those two old things of Daxia King?

be cheated!

Above the distant sky of Bu Zhou Mountain, among the clouds and mist, Xia Tuo stood with his hand holding his hand, looking at the four kings on Bu Zhou Mountain, like headless flies, he couldn't help feeling that this world's will is really powerful.

At this time, clouds and mist around him, two figures appeared.

"Clan Lord Xia, you..."

Patchian's big eyes flickered with surprise, and he whispered.

Xia Tuo, who was beautifying in his heart, saw the old witch festival next to Bu Tian, ​​suddenly not beautiful, this old thing really couldn't help it.

"Oh~ well, I have a showdown, I won't pretend."

After that, Xia Tuo looked at the Patchian Clan and the Old Witch Ji, and said, "Actually, I have learned from the King of All People, the King of Quasi, the last generation of Qilin Dongzhu.

The old man said that the world will change and the glory of the human race must be reproduced. Over the years, I have followed his old wishes.

Now I return the coffin of his old man to Buzhou Mountain, which is considered to have fulfilled his last wish. "

Looking at the corners of the mouth of the old witch sacrifice, Xia Tuo didn't care, don't care whether you believe it or not, anyway, you believe it, and if you don't believe it, you can ask about the existence in the coffin.

Sometimes, need is just an explanation. As for this explanation, it is unreasonable. Believe it or not, or not.

"It's no wonder that the Xia clan master opened up wasteland in the southwest and absorbed the people. He turned out to be the last generation of Kirin cave masters from my human clan." At this moment, Bu Tian clan smiled, and the world was radiant.

"You really have a lot of backstage." The Old Witch Ji said unsatisfactorily, and then said: "As you grow old, the Great Wilderness will belong to your young people."

After that, he turned around with his cane, and an old voice came.

"The old man no longer wants to go out of the world, but Tiandi Jingping needs the unity of the human race. This can be regarded as the old man's warning to rely on the old and sell the old. The ground vein can maintain stability for one or two thousand years."

After speaking, the old man disappeared within the boundary of Bu Zhou Mountain. This time Xia Tuo really caught a glimpse that the old witch sacrifice was indeed unwilling to intervene in the great famine dispute.

Looking at the Four Great Kings who were trapped on the top of the mountain again, it was really boring. Before he tried hard, he was suppressed.

In life, he was lonely as snow, and he couldn't find a few opponents.

"If there is nothing wrong with the goddess, in the newly opened state in the wild and ancient land in Daxia, the people of the tribe are in peace and need help from the goddess."

"Okay."

Upon hearing the sound, the Patchian girl nodded.

Seeing the like of the Patchian Clan, Xia Tuo also had a kind of gentleman's intention to deceive him. After all, he let the Patchian Clan go to the wild areas, in fact, because he was afraid of making trouble.

The Patching Clan had to make a confession, in case there were holes again someday, the Patching Clan had to take action.

He could see through the character of Patchian and couldn't see the killing, so if he sent it far away, he would go to southern Shangzhou to comfort the people.

I didn't see it, but Patchian was very moved about his proposal.

Not only do I work for myself, but I have to thank myself.

"Clan Lord Xia, you are a good person."

Bu Tian clan smiled, as if the cyan skirt fluttering in shock, he flew towards the boundary of Bu Zhou Mountain.

Look!

That's right.

It's better to be young.

A long-obtained guy like the Old Witch Ji, his mind is too gloomy and he doesn't treat him as a good person.

Glancing again at the four figures on the top of Fuzhou Mountain, Xia Tuo also disappeared into the clouds, leaving behind the coffin of the previous generation of Kirin Cave Master, mainly for the Four Great Kings to do something.

How can they not be curious about such a coffin, they will surely investigate if they are curious, and the investigation will take time.

...

Not Zhoushan returned.

Xia Tuo personally escorted the Maketian clan to Shangzhou, and gave the Maketian clan the identity of a Daxia Supervisor. If he finds that the clansmen who have been placed in Shangzhou have violated the position, he can directly report back to him.

Patchian was very happy, like a happy lark, ran to Shangzhou.

For the Patching Clan, their mission in this line is to patch the sky. If the sky does not split, there is nothing to do.

Practice?

Bu Tianshi does not practice.

Danger?

The existence of heaven and earth came into being. Who dares to endanger God's son is not uncomfortable.

Therefore, in addition to patching the sky, the Patchian clan is to travel around the mountains and the water. For example, the patchian clan of this generation just came into existence for a few hundred years, and likes peace and harmony, so Xia Tuo, an old landlord, cheated others. .

Settling down the Patchian Clan, Xia Tuo did not stay but went all the way north, passing through the Palace of the Witch Order and heading towards Tianzhu Mountain in the land of Beihai.

Although he said in his heart that the old witch festival was not a good bird, some things still need to be discussed.

In the north, a majestic mountain stands tall, straight into the sky, and the old shaman sits cross-legged on the top of the mountain, overlooking the wild land.

In the distance on the top of the sky, there was a thunder blast, and the silver light fell from the sky and disappeared in a flash.

"Huh~"

Taking a deep breath of relief, the old witch Ji slowly withdrew his eyes.

Dahuang is about to change.

Then, his eyes condensed slightly, and he saw a figure flying in the air from a distance.

His eyes were still muddy, without the slightest surprise.

"The old man said not to ask about the world."

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo didn't care and fell to the top of the mountain. Some things were said, but they still had to be done. Although the old man said that he would not ask about world affairs, he still had to show it.

This is like saying that a Zhenjiang in Daxia celebrates its birthday, and warriors of all sizes may give some gifts. If you do, you may not know who you are. If you don't give it, it will be a little troublesome.

He came to find the old witch sacrifice, and he also had something to ask.

Seeing Xia Tuo fall directly to the top of the mountain, the Old Witch Ji said, "Do you know how many human races will die?"

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo was stunned, and then said: "If you don't break, you won't stand."

"You are not cultivating the orthodox way of the emperor."

When the voice fell, the Old Wu Ji turned and walked towards the stone hall.

"The way of the emperor?" Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo's eyes glowed, and he gently shook his head, and said: "The way of the emperor is too benevolent, gentle, and kind. Nowadays, some people in Dahuang are not suitable for them."

"The emperor is selfless, bold and big-minded, all of human descent, and should be treated equally."

"Some people put them in the position of human beings, and they don't think of themselves as human beings, so what do you say."

The old witch priest who walked to the entrance of the stone temple stopped and said, "This is your way."

Xia Tuo didn't speak~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He said **** that when he was still jumping in the Wangu Mountains, how many people could pinch him to death, his way was to live.

Old Witch Ji said that in his opinion, it was a bit inaccurate, and it should be said that it was ambition.

As the strength and situation changed, an unstoppable throbbing gradually developed in his heart, just like a small tree gradually growing vigorously.

If you want to say what his Tao is, then you have to say, (broken sound)

Step by step until now, he has upheld a mindset to live without being killed.

Now with the increase in strength, there has been a new change in the original mind of such a simple mind, which is to kill or send away those who are stronger than oneself, so that they can live to death in this world.

What a simple way!

It's a pity that everyone misunderstood him. He has always wanted to be a good person.

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