The Strongest Tribe

Heiling City.

　　 A city controlled by the upper black crow tribe in the Tuze Wasteland. It is located in the southwest of the wasteland. There is also a slave market in the city.

　　 "Brother Fat, Heiling City is in front of him."

　　 On this day, a snow-white great ape with a height of three meters high, with a few red hairs on his hands, feet and chest, stepped forward on the wasteland, Qiao'er sat on the shoulders of the great ape, dangling his two small white legs.

　　 Fat brother riding a semi-pure-blooded green wind horse, fell far behind.

　　 Qiao'er turned his head to look at the fat man behind, and couldn't help but yelled: "Fat brother, hurry up, you have been dropped so far by my great ape."

　　 The fat man riding on a tall horse, watching Qiao'er wave his hand, couldn't help but curl his lips.

　　 If he is not stupid, he can recognize the great white-haired ape in front.

　　In the wild land, he is called Zhu Wei, a very fierce and fierce fellow.

However, the fierce Zhu Wei is now docile like a monkey, running in front of Qiao'er on his back. Qiao'er's luck is almost catching up with his fat brother, and she can just pick up a wild monkey in the mountains when she goes out and transforms into a wild monkey. Zhu Wei.

　　 The green wind horses he sat on were also two meters high, which was considered very tall, but compared with Zhu Wei, the horses were a little bit scared and did not dare to approach from a distance.

Heiling City does not depend on water, so the big ship in the tribe docked in the river hundreds of miles away. The two rushed towards Heiling City. The deaconer received Xia Tuo’s order in advance and has already rushed to Heiling City. they.

　　 Qiao'er was very happy to be able to go out of the tribe this time, but it was a pity that Uncle went to another place.

　　 In the evening, in the city of Heiling.

　　Ghost Deacon sat in the stone building, his body was silent, after about half a stick of incense, a figure pushed open the stone door and walked in.

　　The man was wearing a black robe and a mask with a beast face. He was surrounded by a dark and clammy breath, which was exactly the same as the breath of the ghost deacon.

　　 "Old ghost, what do you call me to do, don't you know that the Lord has an order? As deacons of the slave market, we can't touch it easily in private?"

　　 "Boy, came to you today because someone wants to see you."

　　 The ghost is the same as the deacon, he is the deacon of the slave market, controls the slave trade of one party, and is also the executor of the slave trade in the slave hall.

　　 "Who is looking for me."

　　 The ghost was taken aback, and then he became alert.

　　 "I'm looking for you."

　　 A clever voice sounded in the stone building, and the crescent witch mark on the center of Qiao'er's eyebrows bloomed with bright blue light, and the interweaving and forming of runes evolved.

　　 "Wu Zun!"

　　 The ghost was startled and was about to run away, but the witch talisman that Qiaoer played with both hands was faster and was directly printed on his body. He immediately froze in place, as if he was constantly convulsed by thunder.

　　 After dozens of breaths, a faint cyan light appeared on the boring ghost, and a witch charm was derived from the center of his eyebrows. Even the beast face mask could not cover the flash of cyan light.

　　 "Old ghost, you~~~"

　　 Within a short period of time, the eyes of the borers flickered, but they couldn't change the fact that they were planted with slave marks. Of course, they were also slaves, slaves in the slave hall.

　　 Slave owners control so many of their subordinates, not by personal charm. The fighting and killing in the slave hall has become more intense, and they believe more in the use of slave imprints.

　　 "Don't worry, the slave owner can't detect it, even with witchcraft."

　　Ghost deacon made a sound, and the borer secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They had slave marks on their bodies. As long as they entered the slave hall, they would never be able to leave the slave hall unless they died.

　　 took the deacon of Heiling City Slave Market into slaves, and the next thing was simple. Under the leadership of the moth ghost, Qiaoer and Fat Brother quietly entered the death row in the Heiling Slave Market.

　　 "There are still five slaves from Zhu Rongyu detained in the death row. Originally, there were 33 in total. In the past few years, they have not survived and died inside."

　　 The death cell of the slave market in Heiling City, like Zejin City, is a dungeon, filled with dense black leeches, which made Qiao'er very uncomfortable.

　　 Fortunately, the boring ghost promptly drove the Hei Ming leech away. Among the remaining five people, two middle-aged men and one middle-aged woman were all cultivated at the peak of the Heavenly Vessel Realm.

　　 There is a child, a wizard, and the faintly flickering witch pattern on the eyebrows is a sign that the peak of the wizard is about to be concluded.

　　 It is obvious that the child who can hold it down also has the power of blood in his body.

　　 This time, Qiao'er didn't choose to take these people away. The goal of bringing these people back to the tribe was too big.

　　Heiling City is just the beginning. There are only four slave markets owned by Tuze Wasteland. I don’t know how many are there to the south and east of Tuze. Therefore, this project is very large and cannot tolerate any carelessness.

　　 "Go and guard, no one will come in here."

Soon everyone left, leaving Qiao'er alone in the underground water jail. As for Fat Brother, he needed to be outside the slave market, so that the slave owner would not happen to send someone to the slave market in Heiling City. As for the ghost deacon, he would rush overnight. Back to Zejin City.

　　 Qiao'er was covering his nose, and the other hand slapped the air in front of him. The smell here was too pungent, fishy, ​​and cold.

　　 She awakened the woman first.

　　 "Huh~~~?"

　　 Lin Ousheng's eyes opened and closed, and he saw a young girl looking at her with her eyes wide open. The crescent moon witch print on her forehead was shining brightly.

　　 Wu Zun!

　　 is still so young, the bone age is only about twenty-three or four, even the upper Huo Lin has not been born such a young Wu Zun.

"who are you?"

　　 But Qiaoer ignored her, and then woke up several other people, but the child did not wake up.

　　 "Ah~~"

　　 "hiss~~"

　　 Each of the four people is extremely weak. Most of the body is soaked in water, and the body is still locked by the thin chain of the arm. After several years of soaking, it has already corroded the body.

　　 Then the four people looked around. They remembered that there were more than 30 people locked up here, but only the animal robes hung on the chains and scattered bones were visible.

"who are you!"

　　 Qiao'er exudes aura, attracting everyone's eyes. The highest-ranking wizard here is the wizard who will break through the Venerable Witch, but it seems that there is no hope in this life.

　　 Qiao'er looked at them, with her hands behind her back, and said: "Let's make a deal. I will save this boy and I will find a place to heal him."

　　 "How do we trust you."

　　 Que He stared at Qiao'er.

　　 "You are from the Huo Linhou Department."

　　 "Jingkang healed his wounds in the secret spring of my clan."

　　 Qiao'er's words immediately made the four of them horrified, but Que He's expression still contained ups and downs, and their origins and slave forces had long known.

　　 "I persuade you to die. The blood of Huo Linhou will not succumb."

　　 Compared with Que He's firm expression, Qiao'er saw the desire to survive in the woman's eyes, but it was a pity that even a martial artist in the Celestial Vein realm could hardly recover even if he was rescued.

　　The woman is not a member of the Huolin tribe, but from an uncle under the rule of the Huolinhou tribe.

"Ugh."

　　 sighed lightly, Qiao'er's face showed a frustrated look, or the patriarch's uncle was right, some people can't make a deal with them.

　　 hum!

　　 Then she played the magic formula, and a slave rune appeared and went towards the martial artist of the Heavenly Vessel Realm.

　　 As the high priest personally selected by Jumang in the eighth generation, the method of portraying the mark of tribal slaves can be easily used with her current strength of Wu Zun.

　　 Looking at Qiao'er, he used the slave runes towards the three Celestial Martial Artists, Que He was shocked, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the slave witch seal did not fall on the child next to him.

When he saw the witch talisman in Qiao'er's hand falling towards him, Que He wanted to struggle, but gave up after a while. Although he could not escape the struggle, he could give the branded slave witch mark the whole time. He was after all Peak of Wizards.

　　 But he was afraid that Qiaoer would also imprint the boy as a slave.

　　 "I said I would save him, you don't believe it."

　　 Then the Qiaoer Witch Seal bloomed with blue light, and a wooden box gradually enlarged and fell down.

　　 Her witch seal can barely put some things in. This wooden box is a Mingling tribe box with a small secret inlaid on it. You can put some things in it and let people stay in it for a while.

Taking out the animal skin scroll from the secret realm of the wooden box, Qiao'er smiled and said to the figures in front of him: "Let's talk about it. Tell me about the martial arts books, witchcraft secrets, and anecdotes you know. "

　　……

　　Kuilei tribe.

While Qiao'er was busy in Heiling City, here Xia Tuo had already entered the Kuilei tribe. Originally, he was still thinking about how to enter the Kuilei tribe. He didn't expect that the Kuilei tribe would directly recruit good players, and even talk about everything, every guard. People with meritorious service in Kuilei can join Kuilei's tribe in the future and become citizens of Kuilei.

　　 The Celestial Vein Realm can be a deacon, and the Divine Hidden Realm is an elder~www.readwn.com~ So, the chief Xia became the powerful Xia Yu of loose repair.

　　 Not to mention, not to mention how many Celestial Vein Realm martial artists have come, but three of them have come from the Sanxiu Divine Tibetan Realm, including one of his acquaintances, Elder Hulu.

　　 Kuilei Mountain Range Luoxia Peak.

　　 This is the place where the Kuilei tribe specially arranges to cast and repair the powerhouse of the gods. The whole mountain is thousands of feet high, and six stone temples have been erected around the mountain.

　　 There is a low-grade spirit gathering formation in every stone hall, which can allow the strong of the gods to practice in it.

　　 The spiritual energy contained in it has rushed to the spiritual energy category of the upper and lower grade spirit channels, and the amount of spirit crystals consumed by the operation of the large array every day is estimated to be not a small number.

　　 It can be seen from this point that the Kuilei tribe, who dared to lift the table and smash their boss's job, is definitely not random, but really powerful.

　　 As a casual cultivator, Xia Tuo naturally also got a stone temple as a habitat. I have to say that the treatment of the Kuilei tribe is really good. Just after joining in, someone sent a thousand spirit crystals.

　　 At this moment, he is sitting cross-legged in the stone temple, preparing to take advantage of the Spirit Gathering Array to practice and recover from his injuries. He has family affairs and needs constant time to recuperate.

　　 For this reason, when he joined the Kuilei tribe, he also told the third elder Kuilei that he had been badly injured, but the people were magnificent, and the straight word was that Elder Xia was at ease and he needed Kuilei to do his best to support him.

　　 This does not come with a thousand spirit crystals, there is also a Breitling medicine blood ginseng, if it weren't for a fake cultivator, I would have the urge to join Kuilei.