The Strongest Tribe

Not long after, there was a scream in the Rift Valley Stone Forest, and the old gourd touched the three felled guys all over the body, not even letting off the soldiers, and put them away together.

Cultivation is just collecting resources bit by bit. Although the soldiers are not very valuable, they can also exchange some spirit crystals for cultivation.

After condensing things, his eyelids jumped a few times, and the old gourd's brows were frowned, and the old face became even more gloomy.

I always feel something is wrong!

Frustrated and eyelids twitched, Lao Hulu raised his head and looked around. The wild mountains and rift valley rocks were still the same.

A little unwilling to look around, he had just arrived at the Jiuling Site for three days, and he hadn't found many resources yet, so leaving like this was really unwilling.

Although there was unwillingness in his eyes, Lao Hulu quickly made a decision that it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time, first go first, hurriedly flew out of the valley and headed away.

...

In the north of the Nine Spirits Relics, Xia Tuo had already arrived here with his sword lattice, standing high in the sky overlooking an abyss and gully, squinting his eyes, and then searching around the Nine Spirits Clan, and came to the black robe. The place where people pierced the cave heaven sacred land warrior.

Even if many days have passed, this rift valley is still filled with a strong aura, and ordinary gods from the Tibetan realm dare not get involved easily.

"The vitality of the vegetation, the breath of the sun, the vitality of the vegetation should be the martial artist of the cave outside the dragon."

Xia Tuo was in two cracked earth ruins, carefully perceiving the aura left by the two.

"I just don't know if this vigorous warrior is the Dongtian warrior behind the giant wood uncle's department."

After intercepting a part of the auras in the two ruins, Xia Tuo observed the surroundings again, and no other aura remained.

Vitality Dao is a kind of Vitality Dao. Martial artists who understand Vitality Dao have a great opportunity to comprehend the Vitality Dao, so the vitality Dao rhyme is nothing to him.

"Atuo, I feel that the warriors of Dongtian Holy Land should have come rushing to the black robe."

The sound of Jian Li sounded.

Withdrawing his spiritual thoughts from the surroundings of the Nine Spirits, Xia Tuo nodded, and observed the Nine Spirits, but found no terrain, vision or anything that could attract the Warriors of the Heavenly Cave.

The assertion that the warriors of the cave sky sacred ground are coming to the black robe is deepened again, but the conflict between the black robe people and the cave sky sacred ground also shows that the two are not friends.

So the question is, what kind of role does the black-robed man play in the transformation of Bianhuang’s luck? Judging from the various scenes today, the black-robed man is definitely a dung stick, stepping into Bianhuang’s overall strength. abyss.

After pondering for a moment, Xia Tuo said aloud: "Elder Xun, I need you to go to the giant wood uncle's department to secretly verify the cave heaven behind the giant wood."

Although he had a decision in his heart, he felt it was better to confirm it, but it was a matter of more effort.

"it is good."

Xun Fenghou did not delay, but agreed and headed south.

"Let's go, let's go back to the tribe."

Without gaining anything, Xia Tuo took the sword and prepared to return to the tribe. The two volleyed up into the air. After flying for a certain distance, they looked around and suddenly saw a familiar figure in the distance.

Where do you not meet in life!

Although it was far away, with his supernatural power realm's strength, as long as he stood high enough, he could have a panoramic view wherever his eyes could reach.

In the distance, Lao Hulu was several tens of feet away from the ground and walked along the undulating gully toward the distance. He was going to leave, but he encountered a robbery gang halfway through, and he didn’t hold back his move and got a small fortune. Haven't left the Nine Spirit Race Land.

"Ok."

After a while, Lao Hulu stopped and saw a looming figure floating in the void around him, surrounded him in the middle, and then slowly fell to the ground.

Suddenly, his face became difficult to look. This time, it was not the Heavenly Vein Realm that blocked him, but the figure of the Divine Hidden Realm.

"Everyone, the old man is exhausted. I have been here for three days and haven't got any good babies, that's all."

The next moment, the old gourd quickly took out the things on his body, and all the soldiers, treasure medicine, elixir, and spirit crystal were all thrown away in the distance.

"If you don't believe me, you can check the old man's psyche, there is absolutely no private possession!"

"Puff whistle~"

From a distance, Jian Lian saw this scene and couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckled, this~ this is too...

Just now, Atuo told her that she met an old friend who was particularly afraid of death. She still didn't believe it. She was so famous as to meet.

"Cough~"

In this scene, Xia Tuo was also very surprised, knowing that the old man gourd was very embarrassed, but he didn't expect to be out of the realm.

You must know that Shenqiao Qihai is the secret of every warrior, this guy directly lets people search Shenqiao Qihai.

Hearing a soft cough, Elder Gourd's body trembled, the voice was so familiar.

"It turned out to be Clan Master Xia. It is really a blessing for Xiao Lao Er to see Clan Xia again."

Gourd old man looked at Xia Tuo who was coming, and suddenly understood that it was this turtle grandson who was frightening him and cursed in his heart. No wonder that his eyelids were always twitching. Any contact with Xia Disaster is bound to be unlucky.

"The old man will not delay the affairs of the Xia clan leader, let's say goodbye."

After that, the old man Calabash didn't even need his own things, and was about to slip away.

"Don't go, see old friends, how can you not stay a while."

Xia Tuo said with a smile: "What are you doing in a daze, this is my old friend, I don't help yet."

"Yes."

Then, the Guiwei Army put away the things of the old man gourd, and surrounded it in the middle, no matter which direction the old man gourd could not rush out.

After so many years, the strength of the old man gourd is in the fourth level of the gods, in fact, the promotion is not fast. Of course, if you know that the old man is nearly 600 years old, he can open his gods after a while at this age. It is not easy.

Seeing Xia Tuo stopping him, the old man Gourd smiled bitterly, and still did not avoid it. Why Xia Catastrophe wanted to bully him, the old man.

In a short period of time, his heart became more and more restless, panic, this is about to happen.

No, can't stay!

"Lord of the Xia clan, the old man is just a casual cultivator. You are the lord of the clan, so why bother with a bad old man? Should we see you later?"

Xia Tuo was puzzled by the attitude that the old man Gourd had every time he saw himself as if he encountered a ghost. Is he so scary?

"Let's go, I remember that when I was in Huanglong City last time, I said that I should be treated as an elder. This is still valid today."

The more Gourd old man avoided him, Xia Tuoyue felt that he wanted to catch the old man. It didn't matter whether he was strong or weak, it was the old man that made him interested.

"Clan Lord Xia, you should let the old man go, you are too powerful, the old man can't bear it."

The old man Calabash was a little eager. When he met Xia Tuo, they were both in the early stage of the Divine Hidden Realm. It took only a few decades. Although Xia Tuo was already in the Divine Power Realm, there was no such thing as martial arts. Coercion.

"Please go to Daxia, Elder Calabash."

Hearing Xia Tuo's words, Old Hulu was about to cry.

"If Elder Calabash doesn't follow, then stun and take away."

Hearing this, the old man Calabash had a bitter face and looked around at his figure, his head downcast, and he cursed Xia Tuo secretly in his heart.

He also understood that it was impossible to escape. If he didn't, Xia Tuo really dared to knock himself faint and resist walking. At that time, he would be more passive and couldn't run in danger.

"Since the owner of the Xia clan is so kind, the old man can't help but wants to visit Daxia a long time ago."

Seeing Lao Hulu's face suddenly changed, Xia Tuo rolled her eyes slightly, this old man was really good at acting.

"Okay, let's go."

Xia Tuo walked forward with Jian Lian, and the old man from the back was watched by the Guiwei army, and the group began to return north.

...

At the border between the northwest and the central region, there are vast mountains and vicissitudes of life, and clouds are like vast smoke and dust, floating in the sky.

Under the night, the laurel frost was frosted, and there was laurel blooming, a osmanthus tree straddled the sky, and the shadow of the osmanthus wood fell on the wasteland, traversing the north and south of the wild nine regions, and this mountain was just shrouded in the shadow of the laurel.

In the dark place, the clouds and mist are lingering, the mountains are silent, and there is a ray of starlight falling from the sky, passing through the thick fog, and falling into the depths of the mountain stream.

The moment the starlight fell, it was like a beam of light falling from the star sea deep in the sky, and a faint divine light flashed out on the earth, forming an ancient dragon pattern.

The Jiao has six poems, grim and vicissitudes of life.

The dragon's pattern split between the beards, revealing an ancient boundary. The aura in the boundary is vast and wild. The smallest giant tree is hundreds of meters in thickness, and it can be everywhere.

In the deepest part of the realm, a figure wearing a cyan flood leather robe, the whole person is mostly covered by the diffuse haze, sitting in the haze, without exuding the slightest breath, but it brings people from the spiritual world Of oppression.

"Old ancestors."

In the realm, there is a dragon passing through the clouds. The cyan dragon scales are fine and crystal clear. The dragon is ten feet long and has four claws under its abdomen. It falls behind the cross-legged figure and turns into a middle-aged warrior.

The middle-aged warrior looked at the figure with his back facing him, with a glow of heat in his eyes.

"Ji Meng Dongtian's orphan found ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and brought it back."

The figure sitting cross-legged did not turn around, but the voice resonated in the nothingness around it.

"Don't let the people in the Three Pearl Caverns notice."

"Several elders of the Manifestation of Saint Realm in the clan are familiar with Sanzhu Dongtian. I let Jiao Lin go. His strength is not in the realm of Fa, but he possesses the combat power of the Divine Realm, enough to complete this task."

"Ok."

The middle-aged warrior condensed his breath, stood respectfully, waiting for the instructions of the figure in front of him, he knew that the ancestor was thinking.

The strength of Sanzhu Dongtian is stronger than his six-sacred sacred land. Now the fate of the frontier is recovering, and everyone is preparing for the fight for fate, and they are in a competitive relationship.

At that time, Sanzhu stabbed Jimeng Dongtian in the back. Now if the descendants of Jimeng are picked up by the clan, there is a lot to do in it. After all, the two holy places are not intimate, and there is peace of mind if you can have a backhand. .