The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

"Patriarch, look!"

In fact, there was no need to shout from the clansmen behind him, Xia Tuo had already noticed the changes in the surrounding environment, and the sky suddenly dimmed, and it quickly turned into night.

As soon as the sky was clear and cloudless, the dark clouds pressed down in a blink of an eye, as if a giant beast was silent in the mountains, opening its big mouth and rushing towards them.

In the darkness, in the misty mountains directly in front, the blue light was scorching, and the shadows of the mountains appeared, gradually turning from the illusion into the reality.

"what……"

"Patriarch, save me, there is something to eat me."

"Help!"

Cang!

In an instant, the deer standing behind Xia Tuo suddenly saw a hazy shadow pounce on him, and he subconsciously swung his knife and slashed.

Clang.

In a blink of an eye, Xia Tuo turned around and grabbed the back of the knife, and then pulled hard, the deer was dragged to the ground by him.

"Huhuhu." The deer gasped, with unconcealable fear in his expression, and said: "Patriarch, I, I, I see..."

"Everyone close their eyes."

"what……"

However, ghosts and demons were everywhere, and everyone was closing his eyes tightly. Xia Tuo saw the clan soldiers behind him still hacking around with teeth and claws.

Bang bang bang!

With a cruel heart, Xia Tuo grabbed the deer's bronze knife and stunned all the people with the back of the knife.

What the hell is this place.

In the darkness, the distant green light mountain shadows became brighter, and there was a shadow among them. At this moment, he couldn't tell if it was a human.

He saw a figure walking out of the mountain. It was a hunting team. They were walking towards the mountains with various weapons. They didn't seem to see him, and disappeared into the dark jungle.

Phantom.

Even if it is a phantom, everyone is vivid, no different from before they were alive, shouting to each other, but he could not hear.

This should be the people of the Daqian tribe going to hunt.

After pondering for a moment, he stepped out and walked towards the mountain of light, wanting to see what the Daqian tribe was like.

Close to the Daqian tribe, blue light wafted like mist in front of him, a dilapidated ruin, houses collapsed in the mountains everywhere, and bones were covered at the feet, animal skins and armors were all rotten.

Xia Tuo's eyes twitched.

From the bones he could see in his eyes, he could vaguely see that there was a big hole in his chest and his heart was taken away.

He hurriedly walked forward, not even paying attention to the broken stone houses around him. He scanned every broken bone, without exception, his heart was gone.

The white bones covered in rotten animal skins, regardless of their appearance, were heartbroken to death. However, in the blue light, phantoms were still doing their own things, as if or the same.

Rumbling.

He stepped into a stone house that had not been completely dumped. The bonfire was covered with thick ashes. The two figures sitting next to the bonfire were also empty in front of their chests.

The stone house, the stone hall, the house, and the people they saw were all heartless.

The Daqian tribe established the tribe's stone house and stone hall on the Qingman Mountain. Xia Tuo went all the way up and a huge stone hall appeared in front of him.

The twelve huge stone pillars outside the stone hall were carved with animal patterns, and bronze lamps hung under the stone eaves, exuding a decadent atmosphere. The dullness in the air made Xia Tuo's voice uncomfortable.

He clenched the bronze sword in his hand, carefully came to the huge gate of the stone hall, put the sword tip against the stone gate, and pushed it hard.

Rumble!

Accompanied by the harsh roar, the stone gate slowly opened. Under the flickering of blue light, the hall looked a little gloomy, similar in layout to the palace of the tribe.

At the top is a stone chair, and the stone chair below is on both sides.

At this moment, on the stone chairs on both sides of Xia Tuo's eyes, there were nearly twenty mummy corpses, with holes in the front of his chest from front to back.

clatter!clatter!clatter!

He stepped into the stone hall, and his voice echoed in the hall, which seemed a bit gloomy.

There is no one on the seat that symbolizes the lord of the tribe, and there is no one on the first stone chair on the left. These two positions in the tribe are both the patriarch and the great elder, or the position of the witch.

Leaving the clan hall, Xia Tuo headed towards the totem hall in the tribe. The totem is the foundation of the tribe.

Unexpectedly, the Totem Hall fell over half of it, a pile of rocks piled up, the beams of the building also collapsed, and the blue light inside was also the strongest, with illusory figures floating in the blue light.

Regarding this, Xia Tuo didn't care. He walked along, and there were many phantoms of the tribesmen in the blue light, as if they were in two kinds of time and space.

He walked towards the collapsed Totem Hall, his abrupt body was agitated.

He saw two phantoms staring at him in the Totem Hall.

That's right, just staring at him.

I go~

The next moment Xia Tuo jumped and was about to run out suddenly. He suddenly turned his head and saw an old man with a beard appearing in front of him, smiling at him.

"What the hell."

Without even thinking about it, Xia Tuo swung his sword down, and the phantom was cut in half by the sword, turning into a blue light, and then recovered from three feet away, still looking at him with a smile.

"The vast wilderness, mountains and rivers are all demon realms, where do you go?"

At this moment Xia Tuo wanted to leave the ruins. Grandpa didn't want any shit inheritance.

However, there was an illusory voice in his ears, which made him stop for a moment, and slowly turned his head to look back.

Two phantoms in the Totem Hall, floating side by side in the air, looked at him.

"You have Yu Jue, don't you know the horror of'monster'?"

At this moment, Xia Tuo's brain was buzzing, and he looked at the two phantoms in front of him without knowing why.

He didn't know what kind of monsters, demons and ghosts.

He took out the jade plaque and said, "You are talking about this shit."

When Xia Tuo saw him talking about the shit, the old man with the beard twitched.

"What do you mean by Border Demon Realm?"

"What a fairy."

Xia Tuo didn't run away. Looking at the two phantoms, he thought of the illusion in the jade card. It was the same scene as the scene before him. Everyone was poached.

"This is a wasteland by the human race."

Next to the old man with long beard is a strong man, tall and thin, even if it is a wisp of phantom, he can still see his vigorous appearance in his lifetime.

There was a stubborn look at the corner of his mouth, and there was a more unyielding look in his illusory eyes, and he did not change because there was only a ray of green sun left.

This is the first time Xia Tuo has seen such a determined look after coming to this world.

"Human race can still remember the edge of the vast wilderness, there is such a land where the human race was born and multiplied!"

Xia Tuo was not cold at the words of the two of them at the moment. He came here just to scrape things in the hall and then go back. What a monster, he is very timid, don't scare him.

"Do you want to go?"

The old man Changxu glanced at Xia Tuo, and saw his thoughts directly.

"Let's go."

"Come on, you keep resting."

Suddenly Xia Tuo turned around and left. It was too scary here, so let's go back to farming honestly. As expected, opportunism would have no good results.

"Anyway, when the demon wakes up, the entire mountain range will be destroyed."

At this time, Xia Tuo heard a voice again.

Suddenly, his steps were faster.

If you want to catch it, I have seen thirty-six strategies to destroy your uncle, I am going back to the tribe.

...

The old man with long beard stroked his beard for a moment and counted silently. He bet that Xia Tuo would come back after three counts.

However, seeing Xia Tuo stepping faster, he was stunned.

"amount."

If he was just a smoke, he would pull his beard down.

Frowning, why doesn't his strategy work anymore?

Shouldn't it be coming back right away, crying and crying for guidance?

Where did this primitive man come from? Can't you understand it?

It's over, waiting for so many years, is it a fool to wait.

...

"I'm never finished."

Xia Tuo, who had made up his mind to run, suddenly saw a flash of blue light in front of him, and the phantom of the strong man appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

"What are you doing, are you going to attack the younger generation of the same race?"

Regardless of other things, Xia Tuo went up and buttoned a big hat, he realized that these two figures did not have much malice, but he was very flustered in such a place where all of them were bones and exposed to the wind.

call out!call out!call out!

The voice fell, and the surrounding gravel suddenly flew up and hit him.

I go, really come.

Shameless.

The strong and strong man said indifferently: "We have all been dead for hundreds of years, our bones are going to be gray, and our faces are completely unnecessary."

boom!boom!boom!

Xia Tuo kept swinging the sword in his hand and smashed the rocks that hit him.

For a long time, most of the people he saw were simple-minded and seldom scheming. At this moment, he understood. If he didn't see it before, it didn't mean that he didn't.

"I am a patriarch of a small tribe, and I don't even have a grade. Do you want to burn incense or paper? I will do it for you. There is nothing else I can do."

Constantly knocking the flying rocks away, Xia Tuo saw that these two ghosts were deliberate.

"What did the Wangu Mountains look like?"

Finally the rock was not flying up, Xia Tuo leaned on the rock and looked at the two figures in front of him.

"I only know that there are two big tribes in the southern part of the mountains."

"Oh."

Hearing this, he saw the illusory bodies of the two figures in front of him suddenly light up, and asked in a hurry.

"Quickly say it is a medium or a high-class tribe?"

"How many fighters are there in the Celestial Vessel Realm?"

"Are there any great wizards?

In an instant, Xia Tuo petrified, his expression sluggish.

"Say it quickly, is it a Tianmai Warrior who has opened a few veins?"

The strong man hurriedly asked, "Are there twenty veins?"

Seeing Xia Tuo shook his head, he seemed to comfort himself: "It's okay to open ten veins. This is a medium tribe, and there is hope."

"Could it be that you just entered the Celestial Vessel Realm?"

...

Seeing the fluctuations in the two figures, Xia Tuo was a little embarrassed to tell them the reality.

Without any imagination, he doesn't know how bad the human race is in the Eternal Mountain Range today. He stretched out two fingers, shrank his head, and whispered.

"Two inferior tribes."

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