The Strongest Tribe

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Rumble!

At this moment, Jiao Faint's whole body was squiggly, as if swelling up a large python, the terrifying dragon power broke out, and another illusory dragon head emerged from the position of the shoulder. The dragon's horns were black and blue. The flame burned.

His sturdy hands raised a dragon spear high, which set off the turmoil in the surrounding void and collided with Xia Tuo's epee.

boom!

This blow shocked the sky, and the horrible fluctuations swept across the void for dozens of miles, forcing everyone to retreat again and again, even if it is a powerful Man in the Holy Realm, they dare not submerge in the energy whirlpool.

Seeing this scene, Mu Qingyun's mouth twitched, also a little bit chilly.

As the manifestation of the Holy Realm, he did not expect that Xia Tuo would be so strong, which made him feel a strong feeling of powerlessness, so he would fight for luck and go back safely to be the leader of the uncle tribe. It's better not to find death.

cough!

Amidst the fluctuations of the weather, a faint and sturdy figure appeared, and his body involuntarily retreated backwards. The six-headed **** form completely shattered, the corners of his mouth were blood-reversed, and the big hand holding the dragon spear cracked open, dripping with gurgling blood.

"kill!"

The next moment, Jiao fainted with a roar, the gurgling blood on his body suddenly burned, and his whole body was wrapped in cyan flame.

Then, Xia Tuo saw behind Jiao Faint, a faint shadow appeared, the whole body was dimly blue, with six heads, dragon claws under his belly, and an indescribable terror pressure spread out.

Even if this breath is extremely weak, it still brings him terrifying coercion, the blood in his body is roaring, a ray of purple light blooms in the spiritual world, and the phantoms of hundreds of millions of sentient beings evolve from the purple light to offset this coercion.

Xia Tuo squinted his eyes and stared attentively. Enveloping the faint is a six-sacred dragon, like a dragon body cast in green gold, with six fierce dragon heads. Each dragon horn is like a heavenly sword about to pierce. Sky.

Six pairs of dark golden eyes, overlooking the emptiness in all directions, watching everything, even if it was just a phantom, still brought him an unparalleled majesty.

expensive!

With a sound of a vast dragon, the emptiness of all directions was cracked, and the phantom of the Six Sacred Dragons struck towards Xia Tuo, and arrived in no time.

This is the power of Jiao Faint's blood, and it is also the basis for the existence of Six Jiao Sacred Land. At this moment, he completely aroused the power belonging to the blood, and wanted to take advantage of the divine power of his ancestors to destroy Xia Tuo.

Six sacred dragons struck, engulfing the ancient divine power and descending, the terrifying phantom seemed to have materialized, descending towards Xia Tuo.

Cang!

In the face of this blow, Xia Tuo's aura tightened to the extreme, his palms protruded, and the innate true spirits and gods appeared, the totem copper plate fell, the purple light ran across the sky, and sentient beings descended.

All of this happened in an instant. The moment when the totem copper plate collided with the phantom of the Six Dragon Sacred Dragon, they shook violently in the void, and then broke apart every inch. The faint figure flew out like thunder. .

Cang!

At this moment, a sword light engulfed the black and white law to cut through the void, and fell against Jiao's head. With a pop, Jiao's screamed, and then he was cut into a mass of blood.

boom!

The next moment, he turned and stepped, heading in the direction of the Black Dragon Camp, wrapped in a strong aura of killing.

Rumble!

However, at this moment, several dark shadows suddenly appeared in the void, and the Young Master Daqi, who was hiding in the black mist nearby, appeared and shot directly.

Not only that, but the four dark shadows behind the young master Daqi also shot together.

For a time, lightning flashes, dragons roar and tigers roar, and terrifying power bursts out. The remaining six holy land powerhouses are all rounded up by the Daqi Necromancer.

This made Xia Tuo couldn't help but shook his head. There was still something to rob. Holding the totem copper plate in his hand, feeling the purple light overflowing from it, it was much dim.

In the Thousand Cang Realm, he was isolated from the outside tribes and clan lands, but before entering the Thousand Cang Realm, he deliberately placed the totem copper plate on the Tianlu Mountain, absorbing the clan luck purple energy from the clan, and defeated Liu Jiao with a single blow. The divine shape of the sacred dragon consumes a lot of the power of sentient beings accumulated on the copper plate.

Seeing that the powerhouses in the Sixth Sacred Land were all rounded up by the Daqi Necromancer, the epee in Xia Tuo's hand pointed to the Black Dragon Camp.

"kill!"

The next moment, a horn sounded under the gloomy sky, and Haohaigod would command 700,000 soldiers and rush towards the black dragon camp.

More than 80% of the soldiers in the Black Dragon Camp were involved with the Black Dragon Boss, and the remaining 20%, at this time, even if Xia Tuo had more than one heart, he had no chance.

Under the chaos, the killing was flourishing, and they fought together directly, and there was no way to identify the identity of the soldiers.

Cang!

The heavy sword struck horizontally, the sword light ran across the sky, and fell into the black dragon camp. Once the aura belonging to the powerful man in the manifested holy realm burst out, it shattered tens of thousands of ordinary soldiers.

After taking a sword, Xia Tuo withdrew the Shanhe Sword. This time the Daxia coalition forces had already rushed into the Black Dragon Camp. If he took another move, he would have a greater chance of hurting his own people.

With Daqi Young Master leading the four powerhouses to take action, Zi Wuxiao and Mu Qingyun stood behind, looking left and right, there really is nothing they can do.

Without the supernatural power realm powerhouse sitting in town, the outcome of the remaining black dragon soldiers is obvious. This is a one-sided battle, with bones and blood splashing, broken arms flying horizontally, bones beginning to accumulate on this wasteland, and the blood flow converges into a river.

Even if the Black Dragon Warrior wants to run, they can’t run. Whether it’s rushing into the surrounding barren woods or digging into the rocks, they will be picked out by the Daqiyin soldiers cruising around and bitten. , Health and flesh.

With absolute strength, the battle soon ended. There was not even an hour, but there was still some life left. The total number of people together was only more than two thousand people, who came from the uncles such as Mandrill and Yuxiong.

As for the members of the Black Dragon tribe, none of them remained. After being identified by the Daqi Necromancer, the ordinary tribe soldiers of the Heilong Bo tribe also contained extremely shallow blood of the six dragons.

Three hundred thousand people were slaughtered, and the corpses were all over the field, and the blood was in the air.

Young Master Daqi took the bones of another warrior from the Six Floods Holy Land, threw it to the entourage next to him, and came to Xia Tuo's side.

The strength of this young master of Daqi can be said to be unfathomable, Xia Tuo has not noticed its depth until now, or that the strength of this guy is no longer weaker than the **** of the land, but it is a pity that the descendants of a generation of kings have failed. This looks like a human being and a ghost.

"This is news from the outside world."

Before coming to Xia Tuo, a blue feather appeared in the palm of Young Master Da Qi and fell into Xia Tuo's hands.

The blue feather was overflowing with brilliance, like an exquisite jade, but as light as fluttering, exuding faint fluctuations, Xia Tuo realized at a glance that this was a spiritual treasure.

Through the spirit, the information from Qingyu suddenly appeared in his thoughts.

"The demon soldier invades."

Suddenly, Xia Tuo understood why Young Master Daqi was mainly here to speed up the death process of the Black Dragon tribe, and co-authored it for fear of late changes.

"What is Daqi going to do?"

Without hesitation, Xia Tuo said aloud, thinking about it in his heart.

"Daqi's clansmen cannot directly appear on the wasteland, otherwise they will be dispelled. Even the Ghost King cannot change this with mighty power."

Young Master Daqi said, "The wasteland is your wasteland. I didn't protect this homeland by Daqi thousands of years ago. Now it is handed over to you."

"it is good."

Hearing that, Xia Tuo nodded, as much as he wanted to be, he had to do as much as he wanted. During the battle of luck, the situation suddenly changed and he suddenly saw Daxia's hope of dominating the northwest in one fell swoop.

Of course, if you want to dominate the Northwest, Daxia naturally has to pay the corresponding price. For example, the demon soldiers invade, which must be blocked. Otherwise, how the people in the Northwest will gather in Daxia, and how can there be complete warmth under the cover of the nest? Daxia didn't have a retreat when he came in.

There is a Daqi dead clan dragging the Hollow Holy Land, and the Northwest tribes have already been crippled. This once-in-a-lifetime good opportunity is right in front of him. If Daxia does not take such a good opportunity, Xia Tuo feels sorry for himself.

"However, what the young master said is wrong."

Then, Xia Tuo gently shook his head, and then said: "The wasteland is our wasteland, and it is also Daqi's wasteland. What happened ten thousand years ago Xia is not qualified to judge merits and demerits. Daqi's work was done. We are now, and the demon chaos re-emerges, then play a bright blue sky, a shame."

"it is good."

Young Master Da Qi with a flat crown, a glimmer of light flashed in his hollow eyes.

From afar, Zi Wuxiao and Mu Qingyun watched Xia Tuo and Daqi Young Master discussing things, and they felt a little uncomfortable.

Even if Zi Wuxiao had already made up his mind to give up treatment, it was really uncomfortable to see Xia Tuo and Young Master Daqi standing side by side to discuss the future of the Northwest.

The Daqi dead clan attacked the holy land of Dongtian.

Daxia guards the land and protects the people and resists the demons.

Soon, Xia Tuo and Daqi Young Master set a tone.

At this time, no one is sure whether the Dongtian Holy Land, which has been defeated in the battle of luck, will collude with the demon clan to abuse the wasteland again as it was ten thousand years ago.

Since such a thing can be done ten thousand years ago, it is enough to show that Dongtian Holy Land has no bottom line.

I have to guard against this.

Spanning thousands of years~www.readwn.com~ When the Daqi dead clan is in revenge, they can protect the deserted people and make up for the regrets of Daqi. Even if the young master of Daqi is dead, he still looks a little energetic. Trembling.

"Master Haohai, gather the soldiers and heal the wounded."

"The Daqiyin soldier listened to the order, condensed the bones of the six dragons, and sent them into the blood array of revenge."

Xia Tuo and Young Master Daqi issued edicts one after another, and suddenly the figure on the ground began to get busy.

...

The central blood formation of the Thousand Cang Realm, along with the bones, was thrown into the blood formation one by one. After being swallowed by the black ghost, the blood veins were purified and appeared in the jade pond in the central stone platform.

The vengeance of the Daqi dead clan is also very simple. They belonged to the ghost king and sat down, and at the cost of not being a servant of the ghost king in reincarnation, in exchange for the power of the ghost king to come and curse.

For revenge, they had desperately sold themselves to the Netherworld.