The Strongest Tribe

In a blink of an eye, a month later, Xia Tuo did not stay in Lingzhou Camp, but returned to Tianlu Mountain, while cultivating while waiting for news from Fat Brother and Xun Fenghou.

In these days, what he has done is to portray the ghost texts of the Wubao Xuankongjia in the spiritual world, and he will be exhausted every time.

But the effect is also very good. In the spiritual world, in the depletion time and time again, there is a feeling of germination, as if a seed wants to break out of the frozen soil, but wants to break through the frozen soil. Can't get out of the situation.

Xia Tuo felt that the transformation of his soul was at this level. This feeling made him overjoyed. Sometimes breaking through the realm was based on this kind of opportunity.

Tianlu Peak.

The fighting spirit rolled in Xia Tuo's palms, and the palms of both hands dragged a black tortoise shell about one foot in size. Look carefully at the center of the tortoise shell and there is a small hole.

As a domain-level old tortoise, the tortoise shell is already a heavenly beast. The old tortoise has cultivated itself for so many years, and the tortoise shell also has spirituality, with mysterious zodiacal patterns floating on it.

After going to the relics this time, he felt that this turtle shell was good, so he used it to sacrifice at the moment.

Although he doesn't know how to refine weapons, there are few heavenly refiners in the wasteland, so most of the time, the martial artist of the supernatural power realm will slowly accumulate it with his own fighting energy and blood energy after he obtains the spiritual object.

This tortoise shell is indeed not enough for him now, but it doesn't mean that there is no help. With its solidity, it can be used as a one-time defensive weapon.

In case you stay away from danger, what about a tortoise shell?

He also tried to use the spirit of war as a pen, and also portrayed the text on this tortoise shell to enhance the tortoise shell's defense.

During this period of time, he used Mingwen to sharpen his fighting spirit and spirit, and he was about to fall into a state of madness.

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Hollow world.

This piece of time and space hidden behind the real world of the wasteland, a dense and dark world floats in a dense cloud of rocks, the big one is thousands of miles in radius, the small one is like dust, surrounded together, quiet in this emptiness Floating quietly.

A dark shadow emerged from the darkness, passed through the rocks, and headed towards the largest land in the rocks.

There are still broken stairways and stone pillars on this land, but under the storm of the world of the cave, only broken and cracked stone foundations are left, and dragon patterns can only be vaguely identified from some of the ruins.

The figure is an old man, wearing a green robe, beard and hair white, with a cane in his hand, an old-fashioned dragon bell, falling down at the site of a huge hall ruin in the center, looking towards the ruins, turbid eyes flashing Yingguang.

expensive!

At this time, a dragon chant sounded, and the green dragon was like a dragon, spanning 100,000 miles in a flash, and fell on the mainland like electricity, three feet above the ground and volleyed over the clouds.

This green dragon has three ferocious heads, and the entire body exudes vast dragon power, sweeping the cold wind in all directions.

"Jiao Three."

Mu Yanliang looked up at the three-headed dragon in front of him, with a chill in the corners of his mouth.

"It's Jiao Tianlong."

At this moment, one of the dragon heads on the left side of the three-headed flood dragon spoke to correct it.

In this regard, Mu Yanliang didn't care about this schizophrenic guy. The inheritance of the Six Sacred Lands seemed to the outside world to have serious flaws, of course they didn't think so.

The cultivation of the Six Dragons Holy Land is respected by the number of dragon heads. One dragon head represents the three realms of the cracked stone to the heavenly veins, the two dragon heads represent the two realms of the **** hidden to the magic power, the three dragon heads represent the open land realm, and the four represent the open realm. In the heavenly realm, five stars represent the realm of heaven and man, and six represent the transcendence of heaven and human.

But for so many years, except for the six-headed sacred sacred place that appeared when the Six-headed Sacred Land was first established, the bloodline of the past dynasties continued to degenerate.

The reason why this kind of inheritance is flawed is because every time a dragon head is cultivated, one's soul will be separated. Two dragon heads are two spiritual ideas. This is not what schizophrenia is.

For example, the guy in front of you, the three dragon heads have the cultivation base of the realm, have three spiritual ideas, and each spiritual idea has an independent will.

As to why the schizophrenic sacred land of Six Jiao Sacred Land can still be passed down, it is also thanks to the deterioration of blood.

Now in the Six Sacred Lands, the pure six Jiao inheritance bloodlines rely on God's will. For example, the three Jiao three in front of him have strong bloodlines after being born, so they can practice the most orthodox techniques.

The rest of the six holy land clansmen can only practice a simplified version of the inheritance technique, and will not derive other leaders.

"Jiao San, you came very quickly."

A thunderous sound exploded, and a blazing sun suddenly lit up in the gloomy cave world, and the blazing sun was rolling in, among which a blazing giant stepped forward.

The giant's body is like gold forged, and a flame mark on the center of his eyebrows is flaming and magnificent, constantly jumping.

"It's Jiao Tianlong."

The left head of the three-headed flood dragon continued to speak, and said solemnly every word.

"Jiaosan, what are you pretending to be a big-tailed dragon."

In this regard, the faucet on the left still has a faint look, without the slightest expression of irritation. As for the faucets in the middle and the right, they both closed their eyes and calmed down, seemingly not interested in the outside world.

"It's Jiao Tianlong."

The giant Long Bo who appeared suddenly lost interest, and turned his head to look at the white-haired old man without paying attention to the crazy guy.

"It seems that Sanzhu Dongtian is full of momentum, a big frame, and Mu Zhenkong does not appear for such an important thing. It seems that we are really out of Sanzhu's vision."

Mu Yanliang glanced at Giant Long Bo, and said with a faint expression: "The Lord of the cave is in retreat, and there is really no time to come, so the old man came to meet the two."

"Humph!"

Long Zitian snorted coldly, not to say too much, the Northwest Cave Heaven Holy Land, Long Bo Holy Land had the worst decline, and now the entire Cave Heaven Holy Land was supported by him alone. Once he sat down or suffered an accident, Long Bo Holy Land accumulated long years of experience. The background, I'm afraid it will be taken away.

In this regard, he is instinctively hostile to Sanzhu Dongtian, after all, Sanzhu Dongtian did such a thing that drew people's heritage and cut off the inheritance thousands of years ago.

The location is at their feet, the ruins of Jimeng.

This piece of scattered rubble scattered in the world of the void of the hole flowed out of a continent after the collapse of Jimeng Cave.

"Say it."

Long Zitian made a sound and stopped speaking. As for Jiao San, he blinked two long eyes, seeming to be wandering outside the sky.

"The battle of luck will begin in three years!"

Mu Yanliang also simply said without pulling so much.

"You are afraid that you have overlooked a mountain, sea and cave sky."

Long Zitian continued, turning his head to look at Jiao Tianlong.

"Do you think Jiao San?"

"It's Jiao Tianlong."

The head on the left of Jiao Tianlong still stopped and corrected each word.

"Mountains, seas and caves are the second reason why we are together here."

Mu Yanliang's expression is faint. The two people in front of him are the ancestors of their respective Dongtian Holy Land. He is the high priest of Sanzhu Dongtian. According to reason, his status is still somewhat different from that of the two in front of him. Zhudongtian is the strongest of the three northwestern caves.

Of course, most of the sacred places in the cave are in decline now, and it is difficult to restore the glory of the ancestors.

Fortunately, the decline of Sanzhu Dongtian was a bit slower, and it was not compared with the Holy Cave of Heaven outside the wasteland. In the northwestern part of the land, Sanzhu Dongtian could just suppress Long Bo and Liu Jiao.

Back then, Ji Meng had a match with Sanzhu, but Sanzhu seized the opportunity, and United King Court killed him.

Sometimes things are as simple as that. When you kill someone who is on your side, you stand out. Under the general trend of decline, relying solely on peers to set off, it shows the strength of Sanzhu Dongtian.

"From the beginning to the end, we didn't notice the heels of Shanhai Dongtian, even if we used the technique of deduction, we couldn't see it. There are two gods sitting on the bright side, and at least one of them is the third step of the land. Strong man, Ancestor Long should know this better than me."

"Humph!"

Hearing this, Long Zitian gave a cold snort again, and it was the people he sent to Daxia City to find out, but in the end he was frightened back.

"Fortunately, even though they are still sitting in the wasteland, they also understand the unwritten rules and never go out of the realm of the Daxia clan.

But from this point of view, we have to guard against a sacred place that does not know the depth, and there is no relevant record in our clan, we must be prepared to deal with it. "

In this regard, Long Zitian naturally understands. He knows that the depths of the mountains and seas are unknown, and he also knows that Long Bo can’t do the three beads. In his opinion, the three beads should be protected against the mountains and seas, although he claims that he can be one enemy two. , But it is still not enough to deal with the Three Pearl Cave Sky.

At the level of the realm of creation, Longbo Sacred Land can't deal with the Three Pearl Caverns, so it is best to decentralize the war to the level below the realm of creation. At the level of the magical realm and below, I am afraid of the three Beads.

This is also the basis for the Battle of Qi Luck. If the land can be opened up, they will fight for a furry, let Sanzhu and the mountain, sea, cave and sky fight.

"What can Sanzhu do."

"Restrict Shanhai Dongtian from taking action~www.readwn.com~ Once the battle space is opened, our three great Dongtians will join forces and let our subordinates join forces to clear the Daxia clan first. If Shanhai Dongtian is dissatisfied, our three holy sites will work together to suppress Mountains, seas, caves, and the sky, let’s distribute the results of the battle of ethnic movement."

"it is good."

Long Zitian nodded, and then said: "In order to prevent Shanhai Dongtian from taking action after the Battle of Qiyun starts, we must make a contract. During the battle of clan luck, the warriors of the land will not be able to do it."

Hearing the sound, Mu Yanliang's eyes showed a glimmer of light that was imperceptible, saying that Long Bo Sacred Land was stupid and big, but not stupid, but this strategy was indeed a bit clumsy.

Long Zi Tian Fang Shan Hai Dong Tian is true, Fang Tian San Zhu Dong Tian is also true!

Long Zitian turned a blind eye to Mu Yanliang's eyes and looked at the Jiao Tianlong on the side.

"Jiaosan, what do you think."

"It's Jiao Tianlong."

ps did not change today.