The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

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The Fangzhuhou Tribe rooted in the border and deserted southern Xinjiang, ups and downs for tens of thousands of years, and even escaped the impact of the demon clan back then, which had to be shocking.

Xia Tuo himself had some doubts, how could there be a dead egg under the covering nest? As Daqi's Hou tribe, Daqi and other Hou tribes were destroyed, but Ying Lu survived.

What facts are the years concealing?

It’s a pity that everything can only be guessed now that Yingzhao has dominated the southern border for thousands of years, and the territory under his command is much larger than that of Daxia. In the southernmost land of the most remote, borderline land, it is no different from the Emperor .

Under the leadership of Chenling Mountain, Xia Tuo headed towards the border and wasteland further south. The border and wasteland is located in the southwest of the wasteland, and the west and south are both wild and ancient land.

It is said that the Sea of ​​Souls in the extreme south of the ghostly ghost realm is actually the same part of the wild ancient land.

The Soul Sea is the birthplace of the Monster Race, and it has existed in the Shanhaili Era. Later, the Monster Race was bred from the sea and gradually occupied the Umbral Domain.

Across the ruling land of the Fang Hou Tribe, Xia Tuo appeared in the extreme south of the border.

The ruling foundation of the Yingzhaohou tribe was based on the tribe that it occupies, plus the seven uncles living around southern Xinjiang. These uncles obeyed the edicts of the Yingzhaohou and formed a small-scale royal court. .

The Seven Uncles can be regarded as the basis for the Yingzhou Hou Tribe to rule the South, Southeast and Southwest.

Leaving the ruling place of the Fangzhuhou tribe, the wilderness that appeared in front of Xia Tuo began to gradually become desolate, and the human tribes and cities gradually became scarce.

Chen Lingshan has lived in the Southern Region for a long time, and he has some understanding of it.

"Lord, when we cross Shiling Mountain to the south, even if we leave the border wasteland and enter the wild ancient land, Shiling Mountain straddles the east and west, which is considered the boundary between the border wasteland and the wild valley ancient land."

The two of them walked in the wilderness. Actually, the Tribe of Yingzhao had ruled southern Xinjiang for so many years. There were teleportation witch formations in some big cities.

"What does Shiling Mountain have to say?"

Xia Tuo asked casually.

"There are some sayings. Legend has it that long ago, when the ancestors of the frontier land opened up the land, they came to Shiling Mountain and were blocked by a god lion in the mountain. Because they were afraid of this god lion, the ancestors I dare not cross Shiling Mountain to the south, so the land south of Shiling Mountain has gradually become a barren land in the south."

Three days later, Xia Tuo saw Shiling Mountain, the east-west line, the mountains are like clusters, each of which is thousands of feet high, like a sword straight into the sky, separating the north and the south.

Seeing this scene, it is no wonder that this mountain range will be called the dividing line between the wilderness and the ancient land.

"Master, cross Shiling Mountain, about 300,000 li east, and 700,000 li south, which is Heishui Cliff."

After carefully observing the road and the terrain of the nearby mountains, Chenling Mountain said to Xia Tuo: "The ancient land in the south of Shiling Mountain is a very strange place. Whether it is crossing the cave or actually flying in the air, once If you go deep, you will lose your way. This is a lesson handed down from the last era.

Although the Yingtiaohou Department opened up a mineral vein near Heishuiya, it also built two teleporting witch formations, first to the east and then south. In the area south of Shiling Mountain, the teleportation witch formations cannot be transmitted. ."

"Okay, let's go."

Xia Tuo didn't struggle with this. He didn't feel that he could contend with the warnings handed down from the Longhan era. Just detour.

After crossing the Shiling Mountain and entering the wild ancient land, Xia Tuo discovered that the ancient land in the south is still very different from the ancient land in the northwest of Daxia.

In the depths of this ancient land, in addition to the miasma, the air is filled with a scorching heat, but it is also mixed with a humid atmosphere. When ordinary warriors come in, it is easy to get up, and if they are in the woods for a long time, they will be dizzy.

With Chenling Mountain leading the way, the speed of the two is not slow, and it is difficult for Venerable Wannu. In order to avoid chasing and killing, they abruptly hide themselves in such a place.

...

Blackwater cliff.

This is a very peculiar place. The black cliffs are getting more and more high. Below the cliffs is a large black lake.

According to Chen Lingshan, the Frontier Desolate Slave Division is a treasure of the palace, which can be moved at will. After being chased by the monster slaves, the Venerable Wannu was the last veteran of the Frontier Desolate Slave Division. Can only take the treasure to escape.

Nowadays, this place is already under the rule of the Minghou Department. There is a large black ship that is thousands of feet long suspended on the black water. The two sides are driven into the depths of the water with god gold, and the ship is fixed.

On both sides of the big ship, black chains with the thickness of arms fell into the water. Some figures dived into the water along the iron locks. There were also people who climbed out of the water with bamboo baskets on their backs. The dripping bamboo baskets fell on the boat, pieces of black ore. .

"It's the Black Abyss Stone, an ore of the Yin attribute. It is said that there is the god of black water here."

Xia Tuo didn't care about this big ship that was dug out again. There was a breath of Dharma Realm on the ship, but there was a strong breath of death in the breath. It was obvious that this was a very old fellow.

At this moment, he directly caused the old Faxiang to fall asleep.

On the Heishui Cliff, Xia Tuo took out the Oracle Bone Order in his hand and squinted his eyes slightly. No one knew where Venerable Wannu was hiding now. He came here just to try.

In order to hide, Venerable Wannu didn't leave any contact information for the slave owners in the marginal desert. He was obviously afraid that he would be found by the Demon Realm Slave Hall.

But logically speaking, as the veteran of the slave house, it is impossible to give up the slave owner under his command.

The oracle bones gleamed with a faint light, and the ancient wedge-shaped characters jumped, exuding fluctuations, so Xia Tuo sacrificed the oracle bones with his own spiritual thoughts, and it took a day to sit.

...

In the dim hall, the walls were inlaid with stone lamps. The lights were as big as a bean, and the light from them was not even half a foot. Three rows of bone pillars stood in the hall to support the hall.

The atmosphere above the hall was deep and secluded, surrounded by a thick mist.

In the depths of the hall, on a black, cracked hairy stone platform, a woman was shrouded in a hazy black mist. The mist flowed around, revealing her crystal-clear arms, like condensed agar.

The woman lay lazily on the stone platform, three thousand green silks like a waterfall, and under her head was a bloody restrained jade pillow.

"Hmm~"

With a loud bang, it sounded from the hall, as if with infinite charm, arms and jade legs stretched out in the black mist, exuding a bright luster.

The seemingly random stretched posture, solid phantoms appeared in the void around the stone platform, as if countless women were dancing.

Starting from the stone platform, Venerable Wan Nu's eyes still had a touch of distress, and after a few breaths did he regain his brilliance, and his eyes flashed with dim light.

"Franc."

There was a quiet sound, and a figure appeared in the gloom, standing in front of the stone platform. This was a burly middle-aged warrior with blood-colored Kui lines painted on the half-red shoulders.

The figure's entire body has lost its vitality, the blood of Kuiwen is dried up, and the face is like a plain, looking very hideous.

Venerable Wan Nu didn't have the slightest discoloration. He stood up and climbed on the shoulders of the figure, his jade hand stroked his face, his eyes flashed with warmth.

"I will definitely kill Jiuying to avenge you."

There were wrinkles on Yingbai's forehead. At this moment, the lazy breath was gone, leaving only murderous intent.

Looking at the bones and looking again, after a long time, Venerable Wannu recovered his mind, and his jade hand stuck out, and an ancient cuneiform writing appeared in the dark of the hall.

Hum!

The halo turned into ripples, rippling water-like runes, turning into a light curtain like a mirror, and a scene on the black water cliff appeared.

"Oracle Bone Order~"

"Two slave owners."

Then, Venerable Wannu raised his eyebrows.

"Even the other one was taken as a slave."

A gloomy flowed from her eyes like water, and she somewhat wondered if she had been silent for too long.

She didn't need to think about what the affairs of the Border Desolate Slave Hall looked like. Over the years, in order to heal her injuries, she hadn't taken care of the affairs in the temple, thinking that the slave owner under her command had been killed by Jiuying's subordinates.

Sitting on the stone platform again, leaning lazily on the jade pillow, Venerable Wan Nu looked at the scene in the light curtain with contemplation in his eyes.

Jiuying has been chasing and killing her over the years, otherwise she would not be hiding in Tibet.

Holding the Oracle Bone Order, he may not necessarily be a marginal slave owner.

...

Blackwater cliff.

Xia Tuo withdrew his mental thoughts, and the suspended Oracle Bone Lingluo returned to his palm. He stayed here for two consecutive days and found nothing.

As the certificate of the slave owner, the Oracle Bone Order is also a witchcraft, and he is now a dead horse as a living doctor.

Chen Lingshan watched Xia Tuo quietly from behind, not daring to show the slightest strangeness. Although he was a major slave owner, he knew little about the situation of the Border Desolate Slave Palace, and even the Slave Palace in the entire wasteland.

In fact, as the barrenest place in the barren land, the Bianhuang Branch Hall is also the weakest among the slave halls in other regions.

After pondering for a while, Xia Tuo closed his eyes again and reactivated the Oracle Bone Ling. In any case, he had to try again.

...

Inside the slave hall.

Venerable Wannu looked at the scene in the light curtain, his eyes gleaming, and he was a little undecided. A land-opening appeared in the Bianhuang Slave Hall, which is definitely a good thing for the current Bianhuang Branch Hall.

But she couldn't tell whether there was Jiuying's conspiracy behind this. In these years, Jiuying had chased her for one thing to cut the grass and roots, and the other was to seize the treasure of the Frontier Palace.

There are a total of twelve slave halls in the entire wasteland. In addition to one in the nine border regions and one region, there are also the East Sea Branch Hall, the South Wildness Branch Hall, and the West Polar Branch Hall.

The twelve sub-temples were all separated from the same witchcraft and circulated in the slave hall, saying that the temple came from the sky and contained the secret of longevity.

And the secret is about longevity!

Although it is a legend, some people still believe it.

Throughout the ages, since Yankang, it should be said that after the mountains and seas, sentient beings in the wasteland will no longer live forever, even if they are reincarnated many times, their life wheels are still limited.

She did care about longevity before, but now she doesn't care about it anymore, it's too far away.

Even if it is a strong man in the heaven and human realm, he can't live for an era, but the longevity is nothing more than a flower in the mirror.

Of course, she doesn't care, but it doesn't mean that others don't care. Since Yankang, there have been more people seeking longevity.

Like Jiuying, Youying Slaves Branch Hall also has the idea of ​​bringing the Bianhuang Slaves Branch into their hands.

As the veteran of the sub-temple of the frontier slaves, she has been in charge of this sub-temple treasure for thousands of years, plus the past veterans, but no one has found any secret of longevity in the temple.

Looking at the light curtain quietly, thinking in her heart, Venerable Wannu was unwilling to pay attention to it, but she was also unwilling to do so. With her own current strength, there was nothing left but a slave hall.

Without the help of external forces, how to fight against Jiuying and how to avenge her husband.

ps some kavin, no more today