The Strongest Tribe

Dozens of candlelights leaped, illuminating the entire hall in an instant, and the large pillars were carved with primitive animal patterns and stood in the hall.

A white jade stone bed stands on a high stone platform directly above the main hall. The white jade stone bed is carved with dragons and phoenixes, and the pattern of the Buddha statue exudes majesty.

A pair of pitch-black armor sat on the stone bed like this. On the right side was a beast-shaped armor, also pitch black as ink. On the left side was a stone spear, more than a meter high, with mottled blood on the spearhead.

clatter! clatter! clatter!

Xia Tuo walked into the stone hall and approached the stone platform. He looked at the armor carefully, his face was pushed to the top of his head, and he could vaguely see the look of a hideous animal face.

This armor also has animal-shaped armor beside him, including the stone spear, which is exactly the same as that worn by the middle-aged soldier on the stone statue outside the mansion.

Hum!

Then, Xia Tuo saw black light emerging from the hollow black armor pockets, and an illusory figure emerged from the void, accompanied by a strong purple light. Vaguely, he also heard a rumbling sound in his ear. The sound of war drums.

The towering breath gave him a feeling of being overwhelmed. This was a force far beyond the Heavenly Vein Realm, so the black armor sitting on the stone bed lived.

The illusory shadow gradually solidified in the armor, and the exposed body became bronzed, supporting the entire armor.

The appearance of this figure is exactly the same as the stone statue he saw outside the house.

The figure slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, two bright purple lights burst out, hitting two beams of light in the void.

"Six thousand years."

The middle-aged man's voice echoed in the hall, and the purple light in his eyes overflowed, exuding a vicissitudes of life.

Although the middle-aged man had reduced his breath, Xia Tuo still felt a vast and surging force pressing on him, which was too powerful.

The pressure of the stalwart was everywhere, crowded from all directions, so that he could hardly breathe.

"Where are you from?"

The purple light beam fell on Xia Tuo's body, and the mighty force squeezed around disappeared suddenly, making Xia Tuo relieved.

The strong human race finally finished with emotion and noticed him.

The next step is to follow the steps, he is familiar with this scene.

"Senior, junior is a native of the Eternal Mountain Range."

"The most powerful tribe that has been pushed up by the Wangu Mountains for 600 years is the Daqian tribe, a medium tribe."

"The younger generation can be regarded as inheriting some of the inheritance of the Daqian tribe, and now the tribe is also considered to be among the middle tribe."

"The junior got the decree to kill the demon by chance. Over the years, they have also killed some little demon in the depths of the mountains, all of which were transformed by the blood and bones of the great demon."

"Yao Yao's blood and bones are thousands of incarnations, hidden deep in the mountains and plains, living as human tribes."

"Nowadays, most tribes don't know the rumors of the demon in the Wangu Mountains and even the Tuze Wasteland outside the mountains. The clan records of the Wangu tribe have long been lost, and few people know the uncle of Wangu."

...

Lest the predecessors don't know the current situation, and haven't asked any questions, Xia Tuo will do it, just like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, telling everything he knows.

After all, let the senior ask, isn’t it troublesome!

"The Great Demon Cavern!"

In an instant, the middle-aged man's voice rang in his ears, and the power that disappeared in the next moment came again.

"Yaoyu, you are so cruel!"

Boom!

For a while, Xia Tuo only felt that his ears were deaf, and his eyes were filled with purple light. He vaguely saw the figure sitting on the stone bed. A purple wolf smoke appeared behind him, turning into a war spear. To pierce the sky.

In this way, Xia Tuo shrank and waited for the violent storm to pass. According to common sense, he waited until Senior was out of anger, and then he should accept the inheritance.

After a long time, the hall finally calmed down.

"Aren't you afraid of demons?"

A rousing spirit, Xia Tuo reacted and said hurriedly: "Senior, juniors are not afraid."

Looking at Xia Tuo's appearance, the middle-aged man became cold.

After swallowing and spitting, Xia Tuo's heart was cold, what's the matter?

The process is all right. The next step is to take over the inheritance by himself. The predecessor feels that there is a successor. He needs to strengthen his strength. The predecessor needs to find the inheritor. It hits it off, and both are satisfied and happy.

"Well, the junior is scared to death."

Feeling shuddering all over, okay Patriarch Xia persuaded.

"Huh, I'm afraid too!"

The voice of the figure sitting cross-legged on the stone bed sounded.

"But the nine great demons who died in the hands of my demon-covering iron rider, of which six are at the pinnacle of the gods, three are at the level of the gods, and there are countless little demon.

"The demon wants the younger generation to die, the younger generation does not want to die, so the younger generation chooses to let the demon die."

Xia Tuo answered honestly, looking like I was very good.

"The demon-killing order in your hand comes from my eternal department, but unfortunately the border has fallen and the royal court has been cut off, and the demon-killing order has become an empty brand."

"Wangu is gone, the big demon is still there, this armor is for you."

"I hope you can live longer."

Suddenly, Xia Tuo took a look at herself, is she just not being looked upon?

Don’t say anything about impassionedness. Encourage and encourage at any rate. What's that!

Forget it, encourage yourself with a few words, it can be regarded as showing your determination in front of the seniors.

"That, the younger generation tried their best to live up to the prestige of the demon-covering iron cavalry, and let the name of the demon-covering iron cavalry pass on."

"As soon as the name of Demon Covering comes out, you will die faster and worse."

"Um." Taking a deep breath, Xia Tuo thought for a while and said: "Senior, there are enough things in the city for the development of junior tribes. Let this junior first keep it for yourself, otherwise you won't even have any funeral items, and you will lose your value. "

"Haha..."

Hearing that, the middle-aged man laughed, and laughter rang out in the entire hall, and the vast purple light rolled like clouds and mist, directly covering the entire hall.

"Interesting, this armor is for you!"

"Eternally overwhelming the demon iron cavalry, vertical and horizontal borders, eighty-one brothers overwhelmed the big demon into a snake in the first battle, saved fifty-seven rides, hidden in the cliffs in the desert during World War II, cut the big demon stalemate, saved thirty-six rides... seven battles Slay the great demon Pija, save six rides, cut the four-winged fat remains of the great demon in eight battles, save two rides, and cut the big demon in nine battles with the blue-eyed three-tailed blue fox, all dead!"

"Senior, what is the line of ten thousand days?"

At this time, Xia Tuo asked subconsciously.

At this moment, Xia Tuo saw the middle-aged man in the beast's face, his face glowing, his cheeks were constantly changing, the eyes, nose, mouth, and cheeks were intertwined like phantoms, finally fusing all the phantoms. , Turned into the appearance of a middle-aged man.

"Eighty-one Demon Iron Cavalry finally became me."

A desolation flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and his expression was indescribable.

Cast the eternal family, go against the sky.

Wan Tianxing!

This is the name given by the last clan leader of the uncle Wangu.

"My, Uncle Wangu's demon-covering iron cavalry will travel forever!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man got up, under the black armor, a dazzling purple light was emitted, and the vicissitudes of life filled the void, revealing a ray of gold.

On the black armor, illusory runes floated out, and each one was like a purple dragon running through the clouds and mist.

"This armor is for you."

"Demon blood stains the body, until you die!"

"I still want you to remember that it's possible to live."

"If it is possible in the future, cut the Great Demon Cavern to sacrifice my two million blood!"

"Patriarch, if there is an afterlife, I will be eternal, Lingshi, Fengxiao, Eternal Mausoleum... Dong Changfeng, Gu Haoyue... Sheng Yu... You can fight the big demon again... Kill a happy..."

Click!

Under Xia Tuo's eyes, the phantom under the black armor shattered like bubbles and turned into a little rain.

A black armored warrior floats in every drop of light, riding on a warrior that is also covered with black armor, with a spear in his hand pointing to the void, piercing into the hole of the black hole, bursting out a vast battle intent!

"Zhu Yao!"

"Zhu Yao!"

In a trance, the roar sounded like thunder, which made Xia Tuo's ears roar for a long time.

Without the black armor supported by the battle soul, at this moment, one piece fell down, piled up together, a sadness filled the hall.

Xia Tuo watched all this quietly and took a deep breath. He stepped forward and grabbed the black armor, passing a coldness to him.

Hum!

Suddenly, the witch patterns appeared and appeared before his eyes.

It is the method of cultivating demons and iron cavalry.

"Indestructible battle spirit."

After a long time, Xia Tuo's eyes glowed, and the battle spirit passed away, but it was left to him.

For a while, his heart became heavier again, he was not alone.

After regaining his senses, he stepped back and bowed to the black armor and war spear on the stone bed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ before he put it away, turned and walked outside the hall, until he walked down the white jade The steps are roaring like thunder behind, the sky is full of dust, and rocks are splashing.

The hall collapsed.

Stepping on the smoke and dust billowing from behind, Xia Tuo walked out of the city lord's mansion, looking at the stone pillars standing on both sides, and the stone engraved demon shadows were gnawing at him one by one.

"Patriarch."

The movement of the city lord’s mansion attracted the attention of the Xia tribesmen in the city. Qiao'er and Jie hurriedly ran over and watched Xia Tuo walk out unharmed, and couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Qiao'er tilted her head and looked at Xia Tuo. She felt that the patriarch's uncle was in a bad mood.

Gently patted Qiao'er's head, Xia Tuo walked towards the front. The city had already lost its vitality. The reason why the demon-covered iron cavalry shed a ray of remnant soul was to pass on the cultivation method.

This is one of the demon-killing methods of the Wangu tribe.

If it is lost, there will be less hope of rejuvenation for the border and wasteland.

"How's cleaning up?"

Turning his head, Xia Tuo asked Jiu aloud.

"I have transferred a thousand soldiers into the city, but Qiaoer said that there are a lot of animal skin scrolls and runes left in the city. I am afraid that the clumsy soldiers will destroy them, so I let them clean the streets of the city. There are also torches everywhere to light up the city, waiting for the clansmen in the witch hall to arrive."

"Well, remember, the things in this city are very important to the development of our tribe. The first thing to do is to ensure the records left in the city."

After that, his eyes fell on Qiao'er again.

"Qiao'er, you are responsible for leading the wizards and wizards of the Witch Palace and sorting out these inheritances."

"Know it."

Qiao'er nodded, her black eyes rolled, and said to Xia Tuo: "Uncle, I remember where the characters on this stone wall are the same."