The Strongest Tribe

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In the Valley of the Sword King, the Great Yin Palace has stationed a total of three gods and generals, all of whom are strong in the manifestation of the holy realm. In addition, there are several leaders.

However, due to the large amount of space stones produced in the Valley of the Sword King, even after the demon clan retreated, there were still demon clan powerhouses peeping here, so they often fought against the monster clan powerhouses.

As one of the three great generals, Haoshan is also the bloodline of the king's line, the strongest among the three great generals, but it does not mean that the other two gods will be convinced by him.

This is Zhurongyu Sword King Valley, not Tianhao Royal Clan, not to mention that there are gods pressing on it.

There are more kings and grandchildren of King Tianhao. He is not the only one, and even has inherited the royal family for several generations. The bloodline of Wangye has long been counted. If you want to stand out from so many bloodline descendants, the competition for the royal family is more than imagined. fierce.

It seems to others that he came from the royal family to Zhurongjian Wanggu is equivalent to a distribution, but in fact, here is far more relaxed than in the royal family, and he can cultivate his own power unnoticeably, and save for returning to the royal family. strength.

But cultivating forces requires resources. Where do they come from?

Naturally, the materials are collected on the spot and resell what they have.

Of course, this is not just for him to do it again. In fact, for a long time, since the space vein of Sword King Valley was discovered, the reselling of space stones has never stopped.

Not far from the Great Hall of God General Haoshan, a hall of similar size stood in the clouds and mist. Negative Mountain walked into the main hall and saw God General Silver Fox.

In addition to Haoshan and Silver Fox, the three great generals in the Sword King Valley also have a Haohai general.

Haoshan and Silver Fox, including the gods who were in the town, were all re-transferred to sit in the Valley of the Sword King after the demon race retreated.

It is conceivable that there is some energy behind the three of them, otherwise they will not come to the Sword King Valley after the Demon Race retreats. Although there are still demon remnants in the Sword King Valley today, it is much smaller than it was during the war.

As for the strong people who had resisted the monster race here before, they either died in battle, or they ‘retired,’ after all, they are stable and it’s time to pick the fruit.

Haohai Hall, this hall is much smaller than the halls of Haoshan and Silver Fox. It is filled with a simple and reckless aura. As a **** general who has not fallen in the Valley of the Sword King for thousands of years, he has not even been pushed by anyone. Naturally there are some ways.

In the Great Yin Kingdom that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, the relationship between the king, the prince, and the uncle has long been intertwined, and the relationship is complicated.

Haohaigod was born as a guardian of a king of the royal family. It is normal to say that Haohaigod will need to cultivate, his relatives need to cultivate, and even the royal gods also have a large number of relatives. These are all necessary Cultivation requires resources.

"Master God, this transaction was robbed by the God General of Haoshan. The amount is not small. One thousand low-grade spirit crystals and one hundred middle-grade spirit crystals. The person who came should be a major slave owner in a certain place in the slave hall."

In the main hall, Haohaigod will have whitish beard and hair, sitting cross-legged on a white jade platform, full of fierce killing aura, sitting cross-legged like a spear, trying to pierce the void.

"You go down first."

The **** Haohai frowned, turned his head towards a child in the main hall who was bowing his head, and asked, "Hao Qing, tell me."

"How can you look at it? The three parties have agreed long ago, and each will pull people according to their ability. The gang of trash under ours is slow to move, and the people of the gods of Haoshan have taken the lead. We can only blame ourselves."

The child was only eight or nine years old, wearing a delicate blue and silver gown, and was looking at an ancient stele on the stone table.

"This guy Hao Shan is a good way, and he also pulled the silver fox, which clearly doesn't put the old man in his eyes."

"I said, Grandpa, this is not the first time I don't put you in my eyes. Just be relieved.

Besides, you have occupied the position of this divine general for a thousand years. Now that it is no longer a wartime, the demon race's retreat and the remaining demon race are just a small mess, and some people have long looked down on it.

Such a good place is occupied by an old man who has exhausted potential. Who can see it, why can't you look at it all the time! "

The little boy coldly snorted without raising his head, "You don't know how to cut human resources. Is this hatred very heavy? Who made the three gods be yours with the thinnest face."

"Huh, the old man gave it to the royal court..."

"Well, I know, Grandpa, you bleed and injured the Wang Ting back then, so it was almost for the Wang Ting to take this old life into it. It's not all what happened back then, no one now It's not bad to turn over the old accounts. Our bottom is not clean."

Hearing this, Haohaigod Old General blushed. Although he was disgusted with this kind of privately digging the corner of the Great Yin King’s Court, he would have been driven away if he did not dig the corner of the Great Yin Palace. Besides, if he didn’t dig a corner and eat What to drink and what to use for cultivation.

"Grandpa, you are still strong now. Let's take advantage of this effort to get a big vote, and then give up the position, so that you can protect me to grow up, otherwise I am afraid of premature death."

"you……"

"Grandpa, our two ancestors are ancestors, so we can curse after thinking about it."

For a moment, Hao Hai blew his beard and stared at him, pointing at the boy who wanted to curse, but in the end he didn't curse.

The boy stopped looking at the stone tablet, and walked to the front of Haohai God General.

"Grandpa, please tell me, nowadays, as soon as a monster comes to attack, Shen Hou will let you play. The other two gods said that they were not familiar with the situation when they first arrived. This has been for several years. Are you not familiar with the situation? "

Looking up at the **** general, Hao Qing continued, "You said that if you enter the Sword King Valley any time you encounter danger and cannot come back, I will be miserable, maybe I will become a slave."

As he said, his face twitched, and a touch of sorrow appeared in his eyes, and he sobbed, "It's nothing to be a slave. I heard that the guys in the Wang Court are still used to raising some boys. If..."

"Little bastard, can you expect me to order!"

He slapped Hao Qing's butt, and Hao Hai frowned, almost mad.

"I'm a bastard, you are my grandfather, what are you."

After being slapped, Hao Qing didn't care at all, and then said, "I didn't scare myself by myself. If something happens, what should I do, what should the family do."

God General Haohai lowered his head and did not speak. What Hao Qing said was all things. He was a guardian of the gods in the royal court. He was born, but the guards of the gods' mansion have gone too many. He can cultivate to the present situation, even though he has been affected Part of the light of the gods, but also desperately exchanged again and again.

Over the years, he has sent a large amount of resources to Shenhou Mansion every few decades, but for the people in Shenhou Mansion, his existence is unnecessary.

Otherwise, for a long time, the Yaozu has counterattacked, and the gods in charge will not let him lead the troops out.

Especially when entering the Valley of the Sword King, there are many dangers, and how many times it has been dangerous. I am afraid that someone will die in it, so that someone can justly take over.

"Haohaigod will take the order."

At this time, a voice came from outside the hall.

"The gods have orders, and the gods will be sent to guard the Void Cliff City in the Valley of the Sword King to prevent the monsters from counterattacking."

Just as Haohaigod was about to make a sound, Hao Qing shouted hurriedly, "Master Warlord, my grandfather's old injury has recurred. Please report it to Master Shenhou and say that my grandfather will go to see you after he stabilizes his injury."

"Ugh……"

Hao Hai sighed, showing a touch of decline on his face.

Void Cliff City is a defensive fortress built in the cave world in the Valley of the Sword King. The wind around it is endless, and the space debris is like a heavenly sword. It is surrounded by prisoners from all over the world.

The Yacheng Fortress is the deepest defensive fortress in the Valley of the Sword King. Its main function is to monitor the space turbulence in the world of the cave, and to transmit the movement of the space storm in time. It is precisely because of this that it is more dangerous, far more dangerous than the monster race. Fighting is even more terrifying.

"Old man, you can see it, let's leave if the ticket is big. I wish Rongyu is stable. The Valley of the Sword King is a place where there is no blood. Too many people are peeping at the space stone."

Seeing Hao Hai continued to ponder, Hao Qing knelt down with a thud, and his eyes were teary. It was a pitiful one.

"Grandpa, I'm only eight years old. I haven't seen the wild world outside yet. I don't have a mother-in-law yet. I'm still a three-generation single pass from our family. I'm sorry~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Fuck off."

For a while, Haohaigod will stand up, like a sharp gun traversing the sky.

"I'm going to meet Lord Shenhou."

"Hey, grandpa, I'll go with you. I must make a fortune before I can leave."

"You stay at ease, I have my own consideration."

The old man left the hall and disappeared into the diffuse fog. Hao Qing carried two small hands on his back, like a small adult, showing two small tiger teeth.

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Three days later, White Bone Cliff.

The undulating mountains are majestic, surrounded by sturdy vegetation, and the roots are covered with white bones. The environment is very quiet. This is the place where a great war broke out.

Three figures stood on the top of one of the mountains. Xia Tuo stood with his hands behind him. The old gourd was sitting with his brows furrowed, and the fat brother was chewing on a weed.

On a mountain top in the distance, Elder Conch's figure was leaning against his subordinates. His eyes were dark and without pupils, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"I said, Fairy Calabash, have you sensed anything?"

The fat brother chewed on the grass and looked at the old gourd man.

Hearing this, the old man Hulu opened his eyes, shook his head and said, "No."

"That's good, you have to pay attention to your whole body, hold your breath, or if there is danger, you will be put down first."

Hearing that, Lao Hulu smiled bitterly, his face reluctantly, what kind of evil he did.

"coming."

Suddenly, Xia Tuo said, he saw two figures stepping into the air between the mountains in the distance. No, it should be three figures.

One is a negative mountain.

Another momentum pierced the sky like a sharp spear, and it was as if it had come out of thousands of fights at a glance.

This is an old man with white beard and hair, a large frame, and a gun-like spine. With an eight or nine-year-old child sitting on his shoulders, he is looking around with his big eyes rolling.