The Strongest Tribe

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　　 As early as when the evil spirits showed signs of promotion, Xia Tuo had already noticed that he didn't make a move, but he only mobilized his luck after he noticed the crisis that appeared on the evil spirits.

　　 Moxie has the seal of fourth-grade air luck on his body, and every one of Daxia's people is involved in Daxia's air luck, not to mention a strong man who carries the seal of fourth-rank air luck and will be promoted to the supernatural power state.

　　 Every strong Daxia is the cornerstone of guarding the clan fortune and inheritance, and occupies a very important position in the entire Daxia clan fortune.

　　Sixteen purple energy pillars surrounded Xia Tuo's back, standing like a god, filled with desolation and simplicity, like an ancient wild world.

Xia Tuo is connected to the pillars of the clan fortune, and the entire Daxia Ziqi clan fortune world is under his control. You can see the city emerging in the hazy purple qi with a single thought, and you can feel the bottom of Daxia by appointment. Thoughts of the people.

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　　 Great Xia Zudi.

　　 Above the black clouds, the evil python roared, and its black body was covered with evil scales like barbed thorns. The surface of the snake's body was like hooks and thorns, and its eyes were as red as blood, glowing with blood.

　　 Amidst this evil and blood, a wisp of purple air is like entering the realm of nothing, firmly suppressing the evil spirits sitting in the river of black clouds and blood.

　　 hum!

　　 The **** rune that was about to burst before now recovered as before, and then a ray of blood red bloomed in the black cloud, forming a path, and then turned into a **** rune.

　　 In every **** rune, there seems to be an illusory **** river surging, and the water is sparkling.

　　 This is the blood channel that belongs to the evil spirits. It is a great way of blending blood and water channels.

　　 With the protection of the Daxia clan luck, suppressed by the power of hundreds of millions of living beings in Daxia, the evil nightmare produced in the evil spirit world is not worth mentioning, and it was quickly suppressed.

　　 This is also the first time Xia Tuo has mobilized his clan movement to help his clan members get promoted. Previously, the broken cross knife was just letting Woo help from the side. It was also at this time that he suddenly discovered that the clan luck Ziqi could still play like this.

　　 In the illusory realm of clan luck, his quasi-prime spirit is floating in it, overflowing with thoughts. This time he tried to make him understand the use of some clan luck purple energy.

　　 The tribe on the barren land, generally speaking, the more tyrannical the luck, the stronger the clan will come out in large numbers, which is obviously the result of the promotion of the clan luck.

Under the tyrannical race, even if there are some flaws in the martial arts, the chance of promotion is 10%, with the blessing of the race, the chance of promotion will rise to 30-40%. In this case, for many martial artists in the gods. , Enough to exhaust all attempts.

　　The increase in the promotion success rate will increase the strength for the tribe, which in turn can feed back the luck. This is a virtuous circle.

　　 Therefore, if the general trend of the clan luck does not advance, it will retreat. Once the rising of the air luck is hindered and cannot be broken, it is very dangerous. This means that the clan luck is likely to go downhill, and it is often a turning point from prosperity to decline.

　　 Xia Tuo sits on the Tianlu Mountain, and he is in harmony with the clan fortune, and he has a lot of careful understanding of the clan for a time.

　　 "Hmm~"

In the purple world of family luck, Xia Tuo’s quasi-prime spirit looked up towards the purple sky, and saw that in the purple world filled with purple clouds, the purple clouds rolled and gradually began to form interweaving, which soon turned into an illusory purple rope. Hanging down from the height of the purple gas.

　　 Xia Tuo's spiritual thought clung to the purple rope, and suddenly straddled the void.

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　　 Daxia Northern Territory White Locust Road.

In the center of White Locust City, Zhenjiang Mansion hangs high in the air. The Dragon Dragon of White Locust Town sits in the stone hall behind Zhenjiang Mansion. The breath of his body is constantly rising and falling. There are two gods of Xuanhuang and Crimson colliding with each other and making scream .

　　 Earth and Fire, which are derived from the two ways of Earth and Nine Yang Daoyun, are concluded between collisions, but they are like fire and water.

　　Compared with evil spirits, the blood canal can be formed because the two rhymes of blood canal and water canal have a similar mystery, and the water can contain all things, and it is easier for them to conclude with each other.

　　 But the earth and the road of nine suns do not have similar rhymes. Of course, the earth’s roads are virtuous, and they also have the tolerant rhymes. As long as the time comes, it is not difficult to blend together.

　　The difficulty lies in getting started, the difficult ones will not, the meeting ones are not difficult, this is the mystery of the Dao.

The two Taoist divine lights collided with each other, constantly trying to merge. In fact, Long Xiangsheng has been comprehending this situation for a long time. He was patrolling the white locust city area the day before, and suddenly he had an insight into Taoism on a whim, so he just proceeded. Retreat.

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　　 "Long Xiangsheng?"

　　 Clan Luck Purple Qi world, after sensing the person pulling on the other side of the purple rope, Xia Tuo's eyes showed a touch of surprise. In his opinion, Long Xiangsheng wanted to be promoted to the supernatural power realm, but he was still in the dark.

　　 At the very least, the Tao of the Earth and the Tao of Nine Suns are initially integrated. The Tao of the Earth carries everything, and it is no problem to tolerate the Tao of Nine Suns.

　　 But he needs to grasp the point of this fusion. When he merged his life and death, he used Phoenix blood. Even so, his whole body was lost by the blazing sky fire.

　　 Therefore, the fusion of Taoism and Dharma is not only about comprehension, but also a little chance for the best.

　　 Obviously, Long Xiangsheng’s opportunity has arrived.

　　Sometimes, chances can smooth out one's own shortcomings.

　　 Xia Tuo waved his hand, and the purple air rolled in front of him, turning into a vast ocean, slowly pulling apart a vast wilderness.

　　 The mountains are undulating between the wilderness and the mountains, even if they are hundreds of thousands of miles away, in this aspect of the purple world, he still feels dense purple spots.

　　 As the purple air gradually rolled, the picture began to become clear. Next to the white locust city under Canglang Mountain, a little purple light was moving. It was the Daxia citizens of the white locust city.

Daxia’s rule is based on the totem system of the Totem God Lord Jumang. All the totems in the territory of Daxia belong to the God Lord Jumang. The people of Daxia have visualized these totems, and they are invisible to the Daxia clan. Together.

　　 Of course, a large part of the warriors cannot visualize totems due to their age, but living on the land where the Daxia clan's fortunes exist, over time, they will still have a sense of identity with Daxia.

　　 This is also why he wants to set up the Witch Hospital, Xuegong Academy, Salt Wine Road, and Xinhuo Hall.

　　 The human mind is a complicated thing, and the visualization of totems alone can only get a preliminary impression, so it needs to be deepened by many means, preferably deep-rooted.

　　 Among the seven cities in the white locust city area, the dense purple light spots are shining and vigorous. Obviously, the people in the white locust city area are very stable, and the hearts of the people are gathering towards the great summer.

　　 It’s no wonder that the opportunity of Zhenjiang Longxiangsheng has arrived, and I felt the gathering of the hearts of the people from the White Locust Road, and the opportunity to feed it back.

　　 For a time, Xia Tuo thought through a lot of things. Da Xia's system is tending to take shape, and under the behemoth of Da Xia, a new martial art order is being born.

　　Becoming Daxia's master martial artist, although trapped between a city and a place, and lost a lot of freedom, Daxia clan luck compensated in another way, of course, the premise is to do well within the scope.

　　 is a town and territory that protects the peace, people's peace, heart, and ethnicity.

　　 Xia Tuo thinks this is very good. Cultivating martial arts pursues longevity. Besides, there are a lot of things to do. If it's just to fight for the strong, this martial arts cultivator is meaningless, and the cultivation of Dacheng is just a martial artist.

　　 At this moment, he did not mobilize Lung Xiangsheng's luck to help the evil spirits. Since Daxia Ziyun voluntarily feeds back, he will also take this to see the stalwart mystery of Daxia clan luck.

　　 If Long Xiangsheng succeeded in being promoted, it would be equivalent to opening up a new world for Daxia, and setting an example for other warriors within reach.

　　 After all, for many warriors, they are unwilling to be bound. If there is a chance for supernatural power, then it must be a different matter. For the promotion of strength, it is impossible to come to Daxia as a warrior.

　　 He doesn't think that everyone will love the people generously and be selfless, but after entering the big summer, the heart doesn't think that way, but things must be done better, even if they are pretending, they have to pretend to be.

　　 reduced his mind, and withdrew his perception from the purple rope. Although the opportunity came, Long Xiangsheng wanted to be promoted to the supernatural power realm, but it would take some time to settle, and this time should not be disturbed.

I separated out a spiritual idea, broke through the air, and found the sword lattice resting in the stone hall, and asked him to pass the order to the elder Snail, immediately go to the Bailoc city area to help Longxiang ascend the defense of the town, so as not to be accidentally interrupted during the promotion. .

His mind is still in the world of purple qi, and he can clearly feel it. In this world of purple qi, ~www.novelmtl.com~, there are continuous purple qi coming from all directions, and these purple qi are full of thick. The power of sentient beings headed towards the big pillar of purple energy.

　　 Next to the sixteen big purple qi pillars, an illusory world pillar was spawning, and the purple qi gathered from all directions converged towards this illusory pillar.

　　 The power of sentient beings is not pure vitality, but the consciousness that is inadvertently released by every citizen in the vast territory.

　　 This kind of released consciousness is actually unaware of the warrior himself, and many people will be muddled from birth to death throughout their lives.

　　 caught the mystery of Qi Yun back feeding the martial artist, Xia Tuo did not rush to withdraw from this purple Qi world. As the master of the Da Xia clan, Qi Yun, he naturally wanted to have a deep understanding of Qi Yun.

　　 Just like this, his figure sits on the top of the Tianlu Mountain, surrounded by purple qi, like a stone monument.

　　 One month later, the night was starry, and the purple mist was filled in Daxia City. Moonlight fell through the purple mist, and the breeze came and the vegetation swayed.

　　 Xia Tuo, who had not moved for a month, sat on the Tianlu Mountain, suddenly woke up, his eyes opened and closed with purple electricity, and then he closed his eyes again and was immersed in the world of purple gas.

　　 In the world of purple qi, sixteen complete purple qi pillars, plus an illusory purple qi pillar, stand tall, unconsciously, shrouded in a faint haze.

　　 The smog is not black, but gray. It just emerges out of thin air, covering the sky above the purple pillar, as if the sky is suddenly covered by dark clouds.