The Strongest Tribe

The yin air floats in the air, covering the sky, and the night has rendered the hideous and terrible ghosts. The ghosts are pulling on the elders of the Qingyang clan, and the ghost sounds are howling, which makes people's minds broken.

　　 Some of the little dolls in their infancy could not resist this chill at all. They lost the Qingyang uncle of the clan leader, and could not form an effective resistance. The endless ghost army surrounded the Qingyang uncle.

The air gradually became gloomy and cold, and black icy debris appeared in the void and fell. Yin Qi was everywhere, infiltrating into the bone marrow. Some resisting Qingyang people gradually felt that their hot blood was cooling, and the fighting energy in the body was being freeze.

　　 lost his resistance, and the consequences were obvious in the ghostly night.

　　 "Where is the lord of the clan!"

　　 "Elder help!"

　　……

　　 The sorrows are everywhere in the entire clan, and the grass is withered. The Qingyang people have not realized that their patriarch, and some elders in the clan have long been missing.

　　The bright and scorching purple ocean above the clan land is collapsing at an astonishing speed, like a big river bursting a bank pouring in all directions, collapsing between the sky and the earth.

　　 The big pillar of luck standing in the center of the clan shook violently, and the ancient beast Qingyang lying in the middle of the purple air was covered with fine cracks and penetrated the entire body.

　　 Click!

　　 With a sound, it resounded across the sky, and a large purple crack in the sky above the Qingyang tribe ran across the sky, and then with the big crack as the foundation, the crack spread to all sides like a spider web, just like the purple sky of the Qingyang tribe had cracked.

　　 At the same time, the Qingyang people, who were struggling to support themselves in the ghostly shadows, felt a chill in their hearts. They felt lost, as if their heart was suddenly pulled, losing their most important things.

　　 "Asshole!"

　　 At this moment, the beard of Xun Feng Hou was dancing wildly, and the 100,000 mysterious yellow Taoist symbols were formed outside his body, which turned into a round of three hundred-meter-sized mysterious yellow and big sun across the sky, trying to disperse the yin in all directions.

　　 The high-level members of the Qingyang uncle's department fled, not only escaped, but also took away the totem of the clan.

　　 If he hadn't noticed that the clan’s fortune had broken down and had no foundation, he would still not be sure that the Qingyang clan leader had really escaped. He took the totem and idol of the clan to abandon millions of people, and disappeared without a trace.

　　 Originally there was his help. The Qingyang clan master opened the guardian formation, and it was no problem to fight against these ghost soldiers for a period of time. When the time comes, with Daxia's reinforcements, it is very possible to take down the guy who drives the ghost soldiers.

　　 It's a pity, as the clan leader, I ran away first.

　　 At this moment, the sky full of blood rises from the depths of the Qingyang Clan, and every breath has hundreds of people turned into bones.

Even if Xun Fenghou manifested the Communion, helping the Qingyang people below to kill the ghosts, but the Qingyang people’s land is an undulating hill with trees and plants connected in the mountains. Ghosts and charms are everywhere, mixing with the Qingyang people. He has no fighting strength and is bound.

　　 Not only that, there is a spirit locked in him under the night, so that he dare not really be distracted to rescue the Qingyang people, but the black torrent in the depths of the Saint King Mountain Range is still raging, as if there is no end.

　　锵!

He grabbed the Xuanhuang big stick in his hand and swept across the wilderness outside Qingyang Mountain. In one blow, hundreds of thousands of ghosts and demons died out. However, in the blink of an eye, millions of ghosts came out from the depths of the Saint King Mountain Range, endless. .

　　 Obviously, the people deep in the mountains don't care about the life and death of these ghosts.

　　 At this moment, Xun Fenghou looked into the depths of the Eastern Mountain Range, losing his gentle and moist appearance in the past, bursting out fierce murderous intent.

　　 "I am a martial artist of the third rank of Daxia Qiyun, Qingyang is the land of my Daxia rule, hurting my people of Daxia, I want to die with me Daxia!"

As Xun Fenghou’s words sounded, the darkness in the depths of the Saint King Mountain Range rolled over, revealing dark ghost charms. Each ghost charm seemed to derive a ghost world, all ghosts creeping. .

　　Ghost Talisman floats in the pitch-black yin air, where the black mist is the thickest, and two scarlet sharp lights shoot out from the thick black mist at a time.

　　 "桀 Jie~"

　　 The harsh voice reverberated in the mountains and plains, and as countless grimaces changed, a face with rotten cheeks and a large piece of rotten flesh hung on the face appeared, and the corner of his mouth was grinning.

　　 "Children, go."

　　 woo woo...

　　 For a time, before the mountains, within a thousand miles, ghosts sounded and thousands of ghosts passed through the border, like a tide, retreated from the Qingyang tribe's land, leaving behind a land of dry bones and devastation.

　　 On the ground, a large amount of dried blood remained, exuding a nauseating stench.

The evil spirits retreated, and the Qingyang tribe’s land suddenly became silent like a cemetery. The purple air that enveloped the Qingyang tribe’s land was shattered and withered every inch, and the Totem Qingyang dropped a lot of scales, losing the majesty of the totem. .

　　……

　　 Qingyang tribe is thousands of miles south.

　　噗!

　　 Qingyang Lianshan fell from a high altitude, and the blood inside his body rolled, and the blood spurted out.

　　噗~噗~

　　 He fell to the ground, and couldn't help vomiting blood, and then a blue light gleamed on his body, turning into a portal, and the elder Qingyang hurried out.

　　 "Clan Lord~"

　　 Qingyang Lianshan waved off the big hand extended by the elder, struggling to get up and looking north, kneeling straight to the ground.

In such a scene of evil spirits coming out of the mountain, he felt that the Qingyang clan could not hold it at all, even if he was there, but as the leader of the clan, he did not lead his clan to resist when he was in trouble, but took the clan’s direct line to flee away. This hurdle is not easy to pass.

　　 "I, Qingyang Lianshan, swear that today, Qingyang will be full of enmity, no matter who makes the shot, one day he will return blood for blood."

　　 The elder Qingyang didn't say much, but fell to his knees. Once he left today, he was afraid that he would live in guilt in this life.

　　 There is no point in saying more at this time.

　　 Looking at Qingyang Lianshan weeping blood, the great elder fell silent for a moment, and said: "Clan Lord, let's go. When we go to Qishan, we have things from Qishan Mansion. Rebuild Qingyang with blood for today's enemies."

　　 Soon, the elder Qingyang supported Qingyang Lianshan, and the two staggered and disappeared into the wilderness.

　　……

　　 Great Summer City.

　　 In the morning, the purple air was scorching, and the purple clouds were mixed with golden light, and there was a sound in the silent city.

　　 On the Tianlu Mountain, Xia Tuo sat cross-legged, feeling tense all night, not yet settled, originating from the haze of the purple world of family luck, still entrenched in the sky of the purple world, vaguely manifesting the evil dragon.

　　 As the so-called dark clouds cover the sun, there must be clouds and rain. The Daxia clan's fortune is covered with a faint haze, which shows that there must be something that affects Daxia, otherwise the clan fortune will not be such a warning.

　　 "What the **** is it, what the clan movement is warning."

　　 Xia Tuo pondered for a whole night, still somehow unable to understand the key.

　　……

　　 Three days later, Xun Fenghou returned from the Qingyang uncle's tribe and brought back news that the Qingyang tribe’s ghosts had crossed the border, the clan was devastated, and the clan leader and senior disciples had fled.

　　 This made Xia Tuo a little unbelievable. In the wild land, things like abandoning the family and leaving rarely happen, and this kind of thing is easy to be cast aside.

　　 "Elder Xun, can you tell that it was the high-ranking Qingyang clan who ran when ten thousand ghosts crossed the border?"

Wen Shengxun Fenghou nodded and replied: "I have asked the remaining members of the Qingyang tribe. In the evening, the Qingyang tribe also met the leaders of the Qingyang tribe and some of the top elders in the tribe, but after the mutation happened , These people are gone, not only that their families are also gone.”

　　 "It seems that they planned to leave long ago."

　　 Thousands of ghosts are coming across the border like a torrent. At such a moment, the high-level leaders can leave with their families, which all means that they are ready to leave in advance.

At this time, Xun Fenghou frowned and said softly: "There are people from the Qingyang tribe who have survived. These days, they have discovered a mine in the depths of the Saint King Mountain Range. The elites of the tribe have gathered and said they are going to go. There is a mineral vein in the mountain, but even the totem idol has been taken away, I am afraid it is not as simple as mining."

　　 The sudden departure of the high-level Qingyang is indeed a suspicious point, but it is a pity that the people of the Qingyang tribe are disabled now, how do these ordinary tribesmen know the secrets of the tribe.

　　 "By the way, Elder Xun, these evil spirits have attacked the Qingyang tribe. Can you detect the person behind?"

　　 "No, the ghost exorcist hides too deeply, always staring at me in the dark. There should be some witch treasure on his body, which cuts off my visit."

　　 Xia Tuo didn't feel strange at this point, since the black hand behind his back naturally wanted to cover himself, no matter who the shot was, he was thinking of messing up the overall situation in the Northwest.

　　 Qingyang Bobu has not yet been captured by Daxia, but it is the next land occupied by Daxia. It is closely related to Daxia. The fall of Qingyang will surely disturb the situation in the northwest and affect the people in Daxia territory.

　　 "There is another question, the people behind have all taken action, why did they finally retreat?"

　　 "I reported Daxia's name."

Xun Fenghou pondered ~www.novelmtl.com~ and then said: "After I signed up for the name of Daxia, the ghost exorcist behind them drove away the ghosts, and when I chased towards the Saint King Mountain Range, come People have torn the world of Hollow and left."

　　 "Have you reported Daxia's name?"

　　 Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo was stunned. At this moment, a ray of purple light appeared in his spiritual world. The ray of enlightenment that he had never caught before seemed to have been caught.

　　 For a time, the jerky that had troubled him for three days was suddenly broken, and the things that had been stuck in his heart suddenly rushed away.

　　 He suddenly understood a little bit, what was the obstacle in his mind when the haze was covering the movement of the clan.

　　 For a long time, he led Daxia to develop silently in the northwest, and sometimes even kept a low profile and hide oneself. There is nothing wrong with this development system. After all, if you are naturally capable, you must be careful.

　　 I still got into the horns, and now I have moved Da Xia out of the mountain, not just to tell the world that Da Xia exists.

　　 Da Xia wants to be upright, he had already figured out this before he moved to the clan court, but he didn't expect to drill the horns again.

　　 Shrink when it is time to shrink, but when it is time to be tyrannical, it should be tyrannical. People have spirits and tribes have great power, which affects countless people in Daxia, every move will affect them.

　　 The jerky thoughts indicate that his own energy and spirit are hindered, and the jerky clan luck means that the general fortune is hindered. The easiest way to break the situation is to find the guy who has hindered Daxia and kill him.