The Strongest Tribe

The crimson purple aura descended, overflowing with divine brilliance, sinking into the witchcraft world between the eyebrows of the Moonless Old Witch Ji, like a long river of purple aura pouring into it.

The gurgling divine brilliance was like running water, covering the old missing moon. At this moment, the old witch priest exuded an aura of returning to nature, old but possessed an indescribable vitality.

The moonless old witch sacrificed his mind in silence. His shamanism world contained a desolate atmosphere, which was a trace of time. If a warrior suppressed his own strength and did not step into the realm of opening the sky, the small world would gradually wither.

He has lived for ten thousand years, comparable to some short-lived kings who opened the sky, but if he does not enter the king state and prove the immortal king soul, he will not be able to really slow down the erosion of time on himself.

The reason why he can live for so long is because what he has comprehended is the method of time, and it is precisely because of this that he can live for so long.

But this situation is not omnipotent. Now his method can no longer delay the traces of the years on him, and his own comprehension has reached the limit. If he wants to be promoted again, he must break the original shackles.

The blood is withered, the world is withered, and he can only use the power of sentient beings to cleanse the small world again. This is his only chance.

The purple air of luck submerged into the small world, mysterious and unparalleled, like nectar nourishing the small world full of cracks, making a buzzing sound.

Ok.

In the dark, the old witch Ji Yuanshen trembled slightly. He sensed something was wrong. The purple energy from the sky was not as magnificent as that of a domain. Although it could also nourish his small world, it was indeed not a domain. luck.

In an instant, he understood that the Patriarch of Daxia didn't control the luck in the Bianhuang area at all, but he could mobilize most of the luck in Bianhuang.

What he needs is good luck and purple air, which was given by the Patriarch of Daxia.

Seemingly different results but the same.

His last chance is in front of him, how else can he choose?

That's all!

Soon, the old witch priest's mind was completely silent, accepting the vitality of the purple air hanging from the sky, and began to nourish the dry little world.

...

The slight strangeness of the old witch priest was caught by Xia Tuo. Seeing that the old witch priest fell silent again, he withdrew his eyes. If he didn't tell the secret, and if the old witch priest didn't tell it, the people watching the battle in front of him would not know it.

As for whether the old witch will say that he will take advantage of others' short hands and eat others' short mouths, and just noticed the strangeness of his luck and did not make a sound, so he will completely swallow this matter.

Right now, although the leader of the Wuwu clan and his party were thrown into Luwu's Prison by him, the Zhuwu clan has inherited you in the Bianhuang southern region for so many years, and their roots are deeply rooted. If Daxia wants to completely integrate the Bianhuang, it will take a long time. time.

And if Daxia wants to truly integrate with the fate of the frontier, the safest way is to let the people return to their hearts, just like what they have done in the family domain these years, this is the way to fundamentally control the family's luck.

Great Yin and Great Cang Royal Court, the way they control the family fortune is because there is a black bird totem master, and the totem master controls the totem spirits of the various tribes under his command.

Bianhuang now has two major totem spirits, one is Wuwu, and the other is the totem of the Wuwu tribe. In the future, Bianhuang's real totem will only be Wuwu.

It is not enough to suppress the luck by humming alone, the right way is to make changes from the foundation, the people will return to their hearts, even if the king of heaven and Lao Tzu come, the luck will belong to Daxia.

The difference between the kingly way and the human way, for Xia Tuo, what is kingly and domineering, stability is everything.

At this moment, there is naturally a reason for showing the means to mobilize luck.

Everyone, I didn't expect the whole group of the Wuwu clan to die. Xia Tuo sighed, then changed his voice, and said: Everyone came all the way from hundreds of millions of miles to watch the battle, and delayed five years of practice. Xia is grateful from the bottom of his heart. Now The Zhan Ge contract is about to end, and you all need to be a witness.

Brother Xia, what do you mean by that?

Wulinjiao looked at Xia Tuo, thinking deep in his pupils, he felt a very familiar aura from Xia Tuo, but he couldn't put it into words.

The contract made between our clan and Wuwu before, now that the Wuwu clan has perished in the sea of ​​perishing, this battle contract is naturally won by me in Daxia. Witnesses and defenders of the war contract, you need to come to Wuwu next. Let the clan go to ensure that the final agreement of the Zhan Ge contract is reached.

Xia Tuo's words were understood by King Tianyang, Marquis of Jingnan, and even Wulinjiao. He wanted him to be a villain and suppress the Wuwu clan with great force.

Right now, there is still one year left before the five-year agreement, and everyone still needs to wait, but Xia Tuo directly controls the luck, and the person who can control the luck of a domain must be the most beloved person of luck in a domain.

Xia Tuo can control luck, what does this mean?

The last ray of hope for the Yuwu people was gone.

The envoys of the Royal Department behind the Wuwu clan were just slapped into the cave world by Xia Tuo just now, which was asking them to make a choice.

Of course, Tianzhu's royal family is strong, but the forces behind them are not afraid of Tianxiao at all.

Xia Tuo looked at the three figures on the witch boat and waited quietly. Tianyang Zhunwang under the command of the Great Yin Royal Court, Jingnan Hou under the command of the Great Cang Royal Court, and Wu Linjiao, the walking messenger of the True Dragon Cave, are they here this time? Huang, but they all come on behalf of their respective forces behind them.

Once these people came to the land of the Wuwu tribe with him, the meaning would be quite different, and the Bianhuang Daxia would be recognized.

What he understood, several spectators also understood.

The matter is such a matter, and it is very clear in front of you, one is the thriving Daxia, and the other is the Wuwu tribe that is destined to be suppressed, how do you choose.

What's more, Daxia has already controlled the fate of the frontier barrenness. Without them, Daxia can calm down the frontier barrenness. At that time, there will be no chance of icing on the cake.

As a witness of the Totem Zhange contract, it is natural to maintain the Zhange contract to the end. Wu Linjiao said, it has become a given for him that Daxia will soon control the frontier wasteland, and he naturally stands on Daxia's side , on the contrary, if the Wuwu clan wins, he will choose Wuwu.

The Wuwu clan can only blame bad luck.

There is no way.

King Tianyang Zhun didn't speak, and King Xing didn't give orders when this happened.

The Marquis of Jingnan also didn't open his mouth, he just came to see the excitement, and then reported what he saw and heard to the Great Cang Renwang.

No matter how they turned and turned, it fell on them.

At present, the matter of the Youlong Divine Bone has long been forgotten. How can such a fetish as the Youlong Divine Bone be obtained so easily? Originally, no one really made the final condition of obtaining the Youlong Divine Bone in this battle contract. .

In terms of the number of people who walked out of the Perishing Sea Area, there were already seven people on the Daxia side including the Daxia clan leader, and zero from the Wuwu clan.

The most important problem is that Daxia has already begun to control the luck of the frontier, and the Wuwu people are not blessed by the luck of a region, so the future development of the ethnic group can be imagined.

It's over.

Since you're here, let's go with Patriarch Xia. Jingnanhou smiled wryly, this time he was stumped, and was pulled into a car by Daxia. He glanced at Wulin Jiao.

Is this man a trustee from Dashala?

How come you sang with the head of the Daxia clan? You're out of your mind. I didn't see that he was plotting against you.

King Tianyang Zhun didn't speak, but smiled and looked at the Moonless Old Witch Ji who was still absorbing the purple energy.

Seeing Tianyang's expression, Xia Tuo didn't say much, and turned to look at the clansmen.

There are eleven people in the group, seven of them are strong in the ground-breaking realm, and four of them have returned except him.

The aura on Jian Yi's body lost its sharpness and became much rounder, but one could feel the restrained sharp sword aura in his body. The aura was a few chips stronger than before, and it was obvious that he had obtained a lot of luck.

The remaining Wan Tianqiong and Shi Yu's aura also fluctuated a little, and it seemed that they had also gained some fortune.

The rest is the old man in the stone tomb. His breath is a bit miserable, but a new vitality burst out from the old blood, as if he wants to break the original shackles and be promoted to the third step.

Of the four disciples of the Divine Ability Realm Academy, only two, Si Ling and Qiu Shan, returned, and they were all promoted to the Pioneering Realm.

The two casual cultivators who had been subdued and the two school disciples did not return. This loss made Xia Tuo feel a little distressed. What he felt sorry for were the two school disciples. There is no shortage of strong land-opening realms, let alone two casual cultivators.

Tianqiong, you sit here, continue to wait and see if any clansmen will come back.

Yes, Patriarch.

The rest follow me to Zhuwu City.

After finishing the order, Xia Tuo also sat aside, waiting for the precipitation of the Moonless Old Witch's Sacrifice, which lasted for three days and three nights, and finally woke up.

Old man, I want to go to the Wuwu tribe, urge the Wuwu tribe to abide by the contract, and I want the old man to condescend to come down to the Wuwu tribe.

Seeing the old witch Ji wake up, Xia Tuo spoke.

The old witch Ji of Queyue looked at Xia Tuo, his cloudy eyes flashed a little, and said: It should be so.

Seeing that the old witch priest of the missing moon said so, King Tianyang Zhun didn't say much, and then a group of people stepped on the witch boat of the old witch priest of the missing moon, and headed north across the mountains.

As for the five-year agreement, what five-year agreement?

Seven to zero, Great Xia won.

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The witch boat sailed northward, crossing many mountains and fields, and the atmosphere of wildness permeated the world. After passing through the wilderness dividing line, many tribal relics, city walls, villages, and abandoned villages could be vaguely seen on the land.

All the tribes are still relying on the habit of hunting wilderness for their livelihood.

The speed of the witch boat was not at full strength, but in less than half a day, it had already appeared on a vast wasteland in the south of the frontier.

In the center of the wasteland is a majestic giant city, stretching for thousands of miles, with majestic walls, and red flames can be seen soaring into the sky in the city.

This is the clan city of the Wuwu tribe. It took tens of thousands of years for the Wuwu tribe to rule over a large area in the south and lead the seven uncle tribes from the depths of the barren ancient land where they drank their hair and drank their blood.

What does it mean to make a fortune in silence, this is a model.

Xiong dominates the southern part of the frontier and desert, without showing mountains or dew, and the real benefits are all in his hands.

What a strong flame breath.

On the witch boat, King Zhun Tianyang squinted his eyes, looking at the huge city on the wasteland, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

In the eyes of warriors from all regions, the frontier barren is a remote place, not to mention the south of the barren area. I never thought that such a tribe would exist in the south of the barren land, which was cut off by the monster tribe's territory.

Daxia City is big, but it lacks the precipitation of time.

Xia Tuo, who came to Wuwu City for the first time, also had a hint of surprise in his eyes. This thing is not jealous. It took tens of thousands of years to accumulate the foundation to have. Although Daxia overtook on a curve, the problem was how to overtake, the time The breath of precipitation cannot be surpassed.

However, this is not a problem, given him time, he can kill anyone.

In terms of Congxin, Xia is not afraid.

The witch boat rolled in without cover, which naturally attracted the attention of Zhuwu City. A fiery red figure appeared on the top of the city. After seeing the witch boat clearly, he was shocked.

The visitor is not good!

Light the Zhurong Divine Fire.

what!

On the city wall, the Wuwu soldiers in fiery red leather armor were shocked.

The sacred fire of Zhurong cannot be lit when the non-ethnic group is in danger.

Great Elder.

Zhu Rongjiang's expression froze. He saw Xia Tuo, the man who severely injured him in Hanba Mountain.

Of course, right now is not the time to pay attention to this issue. The Daxia Clan Head who participated in the Zhan Ge Contract returned, but the Clan Head has disappeared.

This is a big problem.

Rumble!

In the blink of an eye, thunder sounded in the city of Wuwu, and a blazing sky fire ignited in the center of the city. It was red and dyed the sky, causing chaos in the stable city.

Zhu Rong Shenhuo, life and death.

What happened, who ignited Zhu Rong's sacred fire.

...

The Wuwu tribe and the Daxia tribe have lost the war contract, and the Wuwu tribe has not yet opened their doors to surrender!

At this moment, the sound of thunder and thunder pierced through the heaven and earth, and spread throughout the city of Wuwu.

what!

Clan defeated!

This is impossible!

For a time, the city was completely chaotic.

The voice was called by Si Ling under Xia Tuo's instruction. Several witnesses have come, so don't disgust them with such a trivial matter.

Anyway, the Wuwu clan is the meat of Daxia's mouth. Whether these witnesses are willing or not, they will spread the word after today. They stand with Daxia.

Xia Tuo, where is the lord of my clan?

On the top of the city, Zhu Rongjiang's eyes flashed with flames, and he shouted angrily.

The lord of the Wuwu family is deeply trapped in the sea of ​​death. This time, I won the battle contract. The witnesses who left their marks on the contract can testify.

After Xia Tuo finished speaking, he looked at the strong men beside him.

My deity testified that the Daxia tribe won the Zhange contract, and the Wuwu tribe did not come out of the death sea area.

In an instant, a terrifying dragon power swept out, as if a purple-gold dragon had emerged in the void, its majesty suppressing the breath of heaven and earth.

Wulinjiao stepped forward and stepped on a high place, overlooking the opening of Wuwu City. His voice was like thunder, accompanied by a biting majesty, and swept the entire city in an instant.

This deity Tianyang, the king of the Great Yin court under the throne of the quasi-kingdom warrior, the witness of this battle contract, the Daxia clan wins, and the Wuwu clan should submit.

This Marquis Da Cang King's Court Quasi-King Realm Warlord is also a witness to this battle contract. This time the Daxia Clan won, and the Wuwu Clan will do it for themselves.

Hehe, the old man is missing the moon, the host of this battle contract, the winner is Da Xia.

With the thunderous words resounding through the sky and the earth, Wuwu City suddenly fell into a deadly silence, and everyone fell silent all of a sudden.

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