The Strongest Tribe

In the depths of the earth, the four claws under the abdomen of Qing Jiao gripped the ground. The cracks in the earth were centered on his body and cracked in all directions. Jiao Lin felt his head blurred, like a thunderous sky.

The dragon scales were rolled up, and the blood color was gurgling, and the longan was a little blurred, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Then the blue light flickered, turning into a young man in a blue robe, tall and straight, muscular and curvy, and the whole body seemed to be overflowing with blue light.

After being smashed to his head, Jiao Lin's face was ugly, almost broken. As a warrior of Liu Jiao Dongtian, he was smashed by a guy with supernatural powers outside, and his head was also smashed.

"Little reptile..."

The scornful voice in the air heard from his ears, and Jiao Lin became even more angry. His whole body was like a cyan divine flame. Stepping out, the strong majesty of the dragon came out of the body. The blood of the ancient dragon, once passed. When it appeared, it washed the sky, causing the void to burst.

"Inferior blood, you dare to hurt me!"

After rushing out of the crack in the earth, Jiao Lin shook his fist in the direction of Xia Tuo. This fist was nothing fancy, it was the strongest boxing technique that contained dragon power, as if the dragon's blood had been burned, and the space where it passed was broken. , Extended out.

"dead!"

Jiao Lin roared, he wanted to blow up the guy in front of him.

boom!

At the same time, Xia Tuo also slammed out his fist. The two fists met in mid-air, and the fighting spirit exploded. The cracks in the space swept across all directions, stretching hundreds of miles away.

"Ok!"

After a while, Xia Tuo snorted, and felt that he was backlashed by the infinite power, and he violently retreated to the rear, withdrew a full distance of a hundred miles, before releasing the momentum and stabilizing his figure.

The physique of his five internal organs is even worse than that of the hybrid dragon, but fortunately, it is not too far off, and it can block the dragon power fist.

The battle in a short period of time gave him some understanding of the Hollow Holy Land. Although these people used the method of fusion with the blood of the beast, it must be said that they did change their physique and possessed good fortune that ordinary blood does not have.

Human race is a very weak race. When it was first born, it can be said to be extremely weak. If there is no shelter in the wilderness, it will be sentenced to death.

Only through practice step by step, Human Race becomes stronger.

The ancestors of Dongtian Holy Land are undoubtedly one of the pioneers of human martial arts. They are the generation of great perseverance. They take beast blood and melt their bodies in exchange for the strongest combat power. They have made indelible achievements for the first survival and reproduction of the human race. .

The credit is indelible, but the credit is the credit, and the past is past. Perhaps the ancestors of the Cave Heaven Holy Land did not expect that the tribe they had to guard after exhausting their blood had been abandoned by future generations.

The glory of the bloodline casts a deformed and distorted nobility. The descendants of Dongtian Holy Land have forgotten where the glory came from, lying on the bloodline handed down by the ancestors, claiming to be a god, overlooking the wild gods. Tu, regards human blood as inferior and lowly blood.

Converging his mind in an instant, Xia Tuo did not retreat but moved forward again, facing the Qingpao figure again. The guy in front of him could freely switch between the dragon's body and the human body, all indicating that the blood fusion had reached an extremely deep level.

Click!

In the next moment, the two collided again, and the burst of power prevented the void from breaking and cracking. The sword mark ran across the void like a mountain, and the dragon swayed its tail like a sky whip.

Every time Xia Tuo collides, Xia Tuo has to gritted his teeth. It is true that the power of the hybrid dragon's blood is too strong. The backlash transmitted through the Shanhe Sword shook his palms and arms, and even impacted the continuous fighting in his body. Annoyed, under such circumstances, he couldn't last long at all.

Of course, as the dignified Daxia clan leader, how could he be as knowledgeable as a wild dragon.

The blood is strong, and I am afraid of hitting my head.

After a fight, he seized the opportunity again, facing Jiao Lin's body, abruptly took a dragon fist, and then turned into a streamer without any accident, drew an arc in mid-air. Smashed into the ground.

boom!

After a while, looking at the totem copper plate falling from high altitude, Jiao Lin roared, it was it, it was it that broke his head.

At this moment, the blue flames all over his body turned black, burning all the void around him, and the space barriers creaked.

He was deeply moved by the thing that smashed his head. He waved a fist that was burning with flames and went up into the sky, and the void was burned out of a big hole.

Click!

The totem copper plate fell, and a sound of broken muscles and bones sounded, Jiao Lin's fist exposed broken bone spurs, and the whole person was smashed into the depths of the earth by the copper plate again.

boom!

At the same time, Xia Tuo, who smashed into the ground over there, rushed out alive, grabbing the totem copper plate that was flying back in the air, and smashing it in the direction of Jiao Lin.

He most annoys the guys who are higher than him and can still fight higher, and can he fight fair.

expensive!

Being smashed into the depths of the earth again, the blood gurgling Jiao Lin, the whole person rushed out, surrounded by the flames of the gods, beard dancing wildly, behind a four-headed green dragon with teeth and claws entangled in the void, eyes like eight blue lanterns, dead Staring at Xia Tuo.

"I want you to die!"

The six-headed blue water dragon is the totem-shaped **** of the six-headed sacred land. Jiao Lin has not fully comprehended, but at this moment, the four-headed blue water dragon appears, and his momentum suddenly rises to the peak. The void is centered on him, and the space is split into pieces. To the dark void.

"kill!"

At this moment, Jiao Lin exploded with unparalleled domineering, the whole person and the dragon-shaped **** behind him were united, the blue light was mixed with black divine light, and the heat swept across the square, and there was a sky fire falling from the sky.

Seeing this scene, Xia Tuo raised his eyebrows, this is really a humanoid tyrannosaurus, and the combat power of the hybrid dragon in front of him at this moment has definitely straddled the manifested holy realm.

However, at this moment, the arrow was on the string, and he had to send it. The totem copper plate in his hand overflowed with purple flowers, and three ancient vicissitudes of totem gods appeared, and under the three gods there were illusory and hazy human figures.

These illusory figures are the power of all living beings. After the totem copper plate was polished out by him, it was constantly baptized by the luck of the Daxia clan.

The weight of all beings is to heal mountains and rivers. At the moment, he hasn't realized the totem copper plate imperial majesty, so he can only come savagely, which is a mess.

He still doesn't believe it, no matter how powerful the blood is, it can still hold the power of hundreds of millions of sentient beings.

The two of them collided in mid-air like two streamers, as if the sky was stagnant for a while, the next moment, each of them turned into streamers in mid-air into an arc and hit the earth heavily.

This time the earth trembled, magma poured in the cracks, and the billowing lava made the sky thick smoke billowing.

...

"Ahem"

In the cracked ground, Xia Tuo crawled out along the cracks, covered in blood, and dragon flames overflowed from the wound, constantly preventing the wound from healing.

There was a constant cough at the corner of his mouth, a strong **** smell reverberated in his throat, and he looked at the wound on his chest. Long force penetrated his body, and it was not so fun to change his wounds.

"Atuo~"

"Go and see."

Depressing his injuries, Xia Tuo took Jian Lian and Great Ape towards the big crack where the magma surged, and a blue figure floating in the big crack was floating in the magma.

Feeling the presence of the three of them, they suddenly opened their eyes and rose into the sky, but what was ushered in was a disc the size of a millstone.

boom!

Suddenly, Jiao Lin fell into the big crack again like a thunder, and the fine scales on the body surface cracked every inch, dripping with blood.

After a stick of incense, Jiao Lin was lying in front of Xia Tuo like a dead dragon. The injury on his chest had healed. Although there were still some scars in his body, it was enough to make people feel horrified by such a terrifying healing ability.

boom! boom! boom!

"Uh, uh, uh~"

Holding the totem copper plate, Xia Tuo then smashed, loosening the body of the guy in front of him, and not a single bone was still intact, all of which were broken.

"Okay, take it back."

The great ape took a look at Xia Tuo, and realized that he wanted it to do coolies. The rough big hand picked up the Jiao Lin and waved it on his shoulder. It was done.

Seeing the great ape being so rough, Xia Tuo continued: "Catch it boldly and assuredly, as long as the soul is not destroyed."

He was very interested in this guy who attacked him. He had always wanted to catch a warrior in the sacred place of the cave, so he could inquire about the matter of the sacred place of the cave, but he had no chance, so he sent it directly to the door.

However, it can also be seen from this guy that the horror, bloodline, combat power, and battle body of the Hollow Holy Land are indeed much more powerful than the human race on the wasteland.

Not daring to stay, Xia Tuo found the old gourd man, and once again prepared to set off for the Hui.

The old gourd guarded by the Guiwei army has a face of unlovable life.

Wanting to escape, he was surrounded by thirteen ancestors. That's right, he tried halfway through, and thirteen figures directly surrounded him. He couldn't beat him, and he couldn't run. It was really difficult.

Seeing Xia Tuo appear in front of him, although his shirt was broken, but the tyrannical aura surrounding him made the old man gourd feel terrified.

Thinking that he thought he was going to be unlucky before, after having been addicted to the mouth, he cursed Xia Tuo, now it's alright, Xia Tuo is okay, standing in front of him vigorously, he suffers even more.

"Xia clan lord~www.wuxiaspot.com~ mighty!"

Out of conscience, the old gourd said, his wrinkled face was full of smiles, and he seemed to have forgotten when a dog was thrown away just before the war.

"Let's go."

Xia Tuo didn't care about the hypocrisy of the old man.

He found that he was really caught right when he caught the old man. A strong man with combat power comparable to the manifestation of the Holy Realm made a sneak attack. It should have used some witch treasure to cover up his breath. He only noticed it when it was near, but the old gourd had noticed it from the beginning. .

If there is something going on in the future, throwing the old man gourd there will be a mascot predicting bad luck and good fortune.

After thinking about this, Xia Tuo smiled and said: "Don't be like this. You will be the elder Daxia in the future. Just call me the patriarch. Besides, we are also old friends, so we don't need to see outside."

Hearing this, the corner of the old man's mouth twitched, and he wanted to cry without tears.

The thief is on board, can I still get off?