The Strongest Tribe

Ten days later, Daxia, the southeast land of Wangu Road, waited for the gluttonous hill tribe.

The stars are sparse in the night, the laurel moon sheds a faint glow, the birds and insects hum in the mountains and forests, and the distant mountains are like creeping behemoths under the night, and occasionally dull beasts roar and spread throughout the wilderness.

Glutton Mountain, like an ancient evil beast, was silent under the night sky, and the moon was covered by a faint cloud above the mountains.

If it is not for careful observation, it is easy to think that the clouds and mists in the mountains are formed accidentally, inadvertently blocking the moonlight, but this mist is condensed and does not disperse, does not flow, as if fixed in the sky above the mountain.

Outside the mountain, Xia Tuo condensed his breath, stood in the shadow that Yuehua couldn't shine, and hid him. He decided to come here to sit here for a while to prevent any accidents.

...

In the gluttonous mountains, the breath is silent, and the air flowing in the mountains seems to be slower than the outside world. Except for the ups and downs of insects, even the crying of the little baby can not be heard.

After hundreds of years of development, the mountain tribe has long transformed the mountains into a place of living. The ancient pavilions, stone houses, stone houses, and medicine garden streams in the mountains are looming in the dark.

Clan soldiers wearing animal skin armors patrolled the mountains. The stone houses and houses were quiet, really like a stable tribe at rest at night.

In the center of Lu Tiao Mountain, in the hall of the tribe, the dim fire light jumped. This is a kind of light gray and chilly flame, and the breath it emits tends to be cold. Compared with the normal flame, the light is very dim.

In the stone hall, figures whirling in the dim atmosphere, there are men and women, old and young, making rustling noises from time to time.

A figure outside the stone hall, wearing a wide, thick beast robe, floated half a foot off the ground, with its head wrapped in the thick black robe, and its head slightly lowered.

"What is happening outside?"

For a moment, a voice filled with cold and hoarseness came from the stone hall, and it was not clear whether it was a male or a female.

The floating in figure bowed slightly and said aloud: "Hui Mingshi, everything is calm, nothing is moving."

"Be careful, the Er Mingshi has reached the final juncture, the Yin veins are great, the ground rolls like a dragon, and the earth will be impacted for millions of miles. Let's hurry up here."

"Yes."

In the gloomy stone hall, the figure wearing a thick beast robe looked up, revealing an old, pale, blistered face, with a pair of pupils all white, and his beard and hair stained with ice.

This person is the great elder of the Lushan tribe, but his whole body has long since become ice-cold, and the blood in his whole body has long since been cold.

On the stone bench deep in the hall, the patriarch of the Lushan tribe sat cross-legged, and the same as the elder of the Lushan tribe, it is long gone.

The scorching heat of the human flesh and blood turned into an ice cube.

"Next, the guards in the mountains will be handed over to you. I will sink into the depths of the earth, accelerate the arousal of the ghost wood, and gather the cold air of the earth in all directions."

"Yes."

After speaking, the Elder Lushan drifted away.

The stone hall fell into silence, and a series of gloomy auras spilled out from under the surface of the stone hall, drowning the patriarch of Lushan on the stone seat.

In the depths of the earth, there is an underground cave sky, which is only three hundred feet square. On all sides of the cave sky stands a black and hideous image of a ferocious god. The sculpture of the **** is a three-headed, four-winged evil beast that lives in the underground world.

The three-headed evil beast idols were half pierced in the soil, forming a forbidden formation invisibly, sealing the aura in the cave to disperse outside.

The thick Yin Qi rolled in this cave, and there were runes looming in the Yin Qi, densely packed with no fewer than hundreds of thousands.

In the center of the cave, there are six figures sitting cross-legged, surrounded by a spiritual pillar overflowing with black light, but it seems to be covered with eyes, and everyone has a seal in their hands.

This pillar is the ghost wood, rumored to be transformed by the eyes of the big demon in the world of ghosts. Anyone who is attracted by the spiritual eyes on the surface of the ghost wood will fall into the boundless demon realm.

The patriarch of Lushan was seated next to the ghost wood and also joined the urge. Only by activating the ghost wood can the yin qi from all directions be gathered in a short time and then cause a great earth riot.

As for the yin pulse riots, the wasteland has become a ghostly mythical creature, that is not what they care about.

...

"The Destiny Mysterious Bird, look for a long time."

In the tribe shrouded in faint black clouds, a voice pierced through the obstacles and resounded through the mountains and plains of the four directions.

not good!

In an instant, the Great Elder Lushan who was patrolling in the mountains was shocked.

Longevity Education!

Under the night sky, black clouds covered the space, and in the sky above the mountains, two figures wearing cloaks and masks with blackbird patterns appeared on their faces.

"Follow the Xuanniao, you can get longevity."

Standing in midair, Long Xiang felt the clouds of gloom and death coming from all directions in the mountain, and a sharp flash in his eyes.

The patriarch asked him to investigate the Lushan tribe. The reason is very simple. He is located in the Northern Territory and has just been promoted to the supernatural power realm. He has not attracted attention. This matter cannot be related to the clan for the time being.

Unexpectedly, a tribe of nearly 300,000 people, the mountains and wilds are full of cold, mottled vitality, only exists in scattered places in the mountains, and the tribe is more dead and ghostly.

The strange thing is that outside the Lushan tribe, there is no sense of so much Yin Qi, it should be sealed by the big formation.

"Friends of the Changshengjiao, this is the place for the Northern Night Tour Palace, can you move?"

The Great Elder Lushan volleyed, holding his fists against Long Xiangsheng and Liu Feng in the air. He couldn't notice the depth of Long Xiangsheng's aura. There is no doubt that this should be a character of the first level of the Lord of the Earth-stage Branch Hall of the Longevity Sect.

Such characters are not afraid with the strength in the mountains at the moment, but they don't want to be horrified.

"Northern Night Tour Palace?"

Long Xiangsheng groaned softly. God knows what power the Night Tour Palace is, but there is no doubt that the patriarch's guess is correct. The guys who engage in small actions in Daxia did use the snakes and giant spirits.

This night tour of the palace is indeed a very method, and it actually performed the method of Li Daitao Zheng.

Fortunately, since he has come, he is also ready to learn some longevity teaching rules from Liu Fengshou in advance.

"This is the wasteland southwest, north..."

Then, Long Xiang rose up, with a bad tone in his tone.

"Too far."

"I also admire the Longevity Sect in the Night Tour Palace, and obey the Destiny Xuanniao even more. Since the Lord of the Longevity Sect has come, I am willing to give a heart to the Destiny Xuanniao."

Facing Long Xiangsheng's words, Elder Lushan was not angry at all.

"Come here, to mention 10,000 people, it is my gift to the Destiny Xuanzang from Night Tour Palace."

Yes, it didn't follow the script.

Long Xiangsheng let out a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that the person in front of him had a calm mind, obviously he didn't want to have extra branches.

But he was ordered to find fault.

It's so difficult.

There is nowhere to find fault.

He doesn't respect him as a false immortal believer at all.

Since it was here to pick things, it was naturally impossible to forget it. Long Xiangsheng looked down at the surrounding mountains and spit out a word.

"not enough."

"Ok."

Elder Lushan was startled, his face expressionless, and his voice sounded again.

"Twenty thousand people."

"not enough."

"Fifty thousand people."

There was a fierce flash in the gray eyes, but the elder Wushan quickly suppressed it. The lunatics of the Longevity Education are not easy to provoke, these lunatics can do anything.

Isn't it just some human blood, yes.

As long as the most important things are not destroyed, this person is nothing.

Once things are done, there is hope for revitalization of the Night Tour Palace.

"not enough."

Long Xiangsheng spoke again. He wanted to force out the real principal here. There was no doubt that the figure in front of him was a ghost with the help of the human body, not bad as the patriarch had guessed.

But is the Night Tour Palace really the force behind it?

"One hundred thousand people."

At this time, there was a hoarse and cold voice in the mountains, and then a wisp of black smoke rose from the ground and rolled in the air, thick as ink, and glowing with withered blood, and finally revealed a figure.

"The sages of the Longevity Sect, in order to pursue immortality, discussed the Taoism with my ancestors of the Night Tour Palace, and even practiced the ghost methods of my ghost clan. The blood food is only a gift from my ghost clan to the destiny mysterious bird. Offerings."

The figure that appeared was the ghost warrior wearing the long skin of the Lushan clan. Even if it was separated by human flesh and blood, the strong ghost energy continued to pierce the void. This is a ghost clan of the supernatural power realm, and its strength has reached supernatural powers. Fa Xiangjing brought a strong pressure to Long Xiangsheng.

At this point, Long Xiangsheng understood that he would accept it if he wanted to see him well, and he was afraid that flaws would be revealed when he went down.

"Three days later, I will bring someone."

Leaving a word, he disappeared in the mountains and plains with a gilded wind.

He really can't take away 100,000 people right now.

"Pluto."

Watching Long Xiangsheng disappear, Elder Lushan looked at the patriarch Lushan and asked aloud: "Will they..."

The patriarch Lushan pondered for a moment, shook his head lightly, and pondered: "The reputation of the Longevity Sect is ruined in the wasteland. They have always cared about themselves and even the blood of their own race. They will not let go except for their own interests. Care about the others."

After speaking, he continued: "In three days, add another 50,000 people to them."

"understood."

...

Outside Lushan~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Xia Tuo did not leave after Long Xiang ascended and retreated, but quietly waited for an hour, then quietly retreated next to the wasteland.

On the second day, the longevity hall was divided into rudders.

"Northern Night Tour Palace, the ghost family."

Xia Tuo pondered, the situation was getting more and more complicated, and more and more forces that hadn't heard of appeared one after another. This was the southwest of the wasteland, and the ghost clan in the north had nothing to do with the southwest.

"You will check again to see if you can get in touch with them more. As for the blood of the Yushan tribe, first call Wu Bao from the tribe to rescue them and temporarily set them up near Lingshan."

After giving orders to Long Xiangsheng, Xia Tuo tore the void and returned to Daxia City. He was going to figure out what the Night Tour Palace and the Underworld Clan were.

Will such a force traverse the wasteland to play?

There must be some secrets involved in the middle, as long as the secrets are figured out, everything will be clear.