The Strongest Tribe

After more than 20 years of refining with divine fire, the Master of Longevity turned into a melted liquid, which finally made Nuwa's celestial maiden heave a sigh of relief.

However, refining it like this does not mean that it has been completely accomplished. If you want to refine the five-color sky-replenishing stone, it will take a long time for further smelting to finally refine the five-color stone.

For Daxia, after the death of the Longevity Sect Master, the threat of the entire Great Wilderness to Daxia is only the monster cubs in the black sea.

There are people on the bone and others stationed in Heiyu Sea, and it is not easy for the Yaozu to rush out. As for going in, Xia Tuo didn't think about it, he wants to completely drain Heiyuhai and pull out the roots of the Yaozu.

Tianlu Mountain.

Surrounded by purple energy, after twenty years of precipitation, the exhausted luck has finally recovered, and most of Xia Tuo's injuries have recovered, but the previous injuries were serious, and it will take a hundred and eighty years to fully recover.

In the spiritual world, the soul of the immortal king left the body, and under the blessing of Ziqi, Xia Tuo stepped towards the realm of luck.

In the God Realm of Qi Luck, purple air billowed over the Lake of Qi Luck where Da Xia was located, and three huge torrents of purple Qi came from afar across the vast mountains and fields, and poured into the luck of the Da Xia Clan.

These three torrents of purple energy come from Dayin, Wuming and Dacang respectively. Among them, the newly established kings of the two royal courts of Dayin and Dacang, after burning Qi Yun to activate the mysterious bird's divine feather, the Qi of the two royal courts Luck broke down.

In fact, Daxia's luck also cracked after experiencing the scene of refining the longevity leader, but Xia Tuo on Daxia's side is still there, so it has gradually recovered in the past twenty years.

As for Da Yin and Da Cang, the disappearance of the kings of two successive generations, the death of death, the trend of disintegration of luck is getting bigger and bigger.

Naturally, Xia Tuo would not miss this opportunity. During the time he was recuperating from his injuries, he had just recovered some of his mental strength, and then he entered the Divine Realm of Luck, and opened a big hole in the vast ocean of luck of the two royal courts.

Da Xia was able to recover a lot in just twenty years because in the world of luck gods, he was absorbing the power of luck from the two royal courts.

Da Yin and Da Cang lost their leaders, and the Qi Luck God Realm could only watch helplessly as the remaining Qi Luck power was swallowed up by Da Xia.

In the world of luck gods, Xia Tuo stood outside the nest of luck gods in the Great Yin Royal Court and watched for a long time. The nests of luck gods in the Great Yin Royal Court were already illusory and covered with fine cracks. As for the totem god pillar Chi Yan in the nest Xuanniao has fallen into a deep sleep.

As the totem master, his power comes from the power of all living beings gathered together,

Without the power of sentient beings, he will also decline, and finally fall into a deep sleep when his luck is exhausted.

The centipede is dead but not stiff, even though the luck manifestation of the Great Yin Royal Court is full of cracks, and some cracks have penetrated through the luck god's nest, but it still stands on the towering giant mountain in the god's domain.

This kind of accumulation cannot be absorbed in a day or two. Even at this time, Xia Tuo completely wiped out the Great Yin King City in the wild world outside, and the Luck God's Nest in the Luck God's Domain will still exist for a long time.

After checking the situation of Qi Luck absorption again, Xia Tuo withdrew from the Qi Luck Divine Realm with peace of mind.

After twenty years of silence, some things should be completely closed.

More than 20 years ago, the surprise attack of the Master of Longevity disrupted his deployment, but it didn't matter too much.

However, the previous strategy also needs to be changed. Da Xia has the strength to take the initiative and bring Da Huang under his control.

Getting up from Tianlu Mountain, the former real dragon cave master was still lying not far below the mountain. When he saw Xia Tuo waking up from his practice, he also got up, licking the dragon's face and leaning forward.

Go, I'll catch the dragon girl for you.

Xia Tuo said, the real dragon cave master is also a dead-headed dragon, and he has been blocked here for twenty years. With this time, he can go to the East China Sea and the North Sea to catch dozens of dragon girls by himself, so he has to wait here for him .

The real dragon cave master flashed a golden light and turned into a young man in a golden robe. By the way, he reached out and rubbed his two golden dragon horns, breathed out in his palm, rubbed them twice more, and then followed Xia Tuo's footsteps.

Xia Tuo went directly to the family hall. The Phoenix City has been repaired, and the city has been further expanded a lot. The damage from twenty years ago can no longer be seen.

Family Hall.

He has passed it on, and let all the strong come to discuss the matter.

Soon, one after another figures gathered in the hall, each of them had a strong aura, Tao Zhu's ancestor, fat brother, Qiao'er, old turtle, old witch sacrifice, and Kuzhu Taoist.

All the kings gathered in the hall for a while.

Looking at the seated figure, Xia Tuo didn't hide anything, and said, To make a long story short, the kings of Wu Ming, Da Yin, and Da Cang will be handled by me, the old Wu Ji, and senior Kuzhu.

As for the hidden ancient clans in various places, let's ignore them for the time being.

The remaining manpower, suppressing the local tribes in various places, is still the old rule. All the elite warriors from the Hou and Bo tribes are drawn out to form legions and transferred away from the region, and the witch priests and witch practitioners of all ethnic groups are handed over to the high priest.

There is only one purpose, that is, to hold all the strong men in most parts of the Great Wilderness, and prepare for the implementation of the city system in the future.

For the hidden ancient clans of the ancient clan, Xia Tuo really didn't treat them as dishes. Sooner or later, he would dig up the roots of these old guys in the God of Luck, and they would cry.

As for now, if Daxia doesn't trouble them, they are thankful, and if they want to come out to stop the general trend, wouldn't that be courting death? With this skill, they should think about how to hide deeper.

Just do what you say, and after some arrangements, one after another figure rushed out of Phoenix City and disappeared in Xiazhou.

Northland, Juyue, Stone Palace.

The old witch Ji, Xia Tuo, and Wu Mingrenwang sat separately. In front of them was a small stone table. The spiritual wine on the table was filled with aroma and a faint chill.

The ice spirit snake in the depths of the North Sea, the spirit wine brewed.

Wu Mingren Wang held a big cup in his hand, he was just a soul body, and he could only pretend.

good.

Xia Tuo drank three cups in a row and nodded. The drink tasted very cool.

While the three of them were tasting the wine, a figure walked in from outside the stone hall, his body was filled with Yin Qi.

Ghost River came to pay respects to the old witch...

Ghost River King walked in with a respectful expression, but was stunned before he finished speaking.

King of people!

The witch ordered Renwang to hold the wine glass, but he didn't even look at Ghost River King, as if he didn't hear it.

Didn't the King of People disappear?

Ghost River King's head was about to explode at this moment.

where am I?

who am I?

The King of People is here, before that...

? ? ?

Don't panic...

Don't panic...

Squeeze it!

Take a good stroke!

Staring blankly at the three people in the hall, King Guihe felt so dazed.

Over the years, in order to fight for the control of Wuming, he has fought countless battles with King Shenri and the Yinlong clan.

What are you doing!

Calling back and forth outside, the King of People was right in front of his eyes.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the stone hall suddenly became interesting.

The ghost river king didn't dare to retreat, and he didn't dare to enter.

Ghost River pays homage to the King of Human Beings, and the King of Human Beings returns safely, which is the blessing of my witchcraft.

What the hell is he an old witty ghost.

Guihe lowered his head slightly, and he felt that the three people in front of him were looking at him with half-smiles.

The embarrassment of the king!

The old witch sacrificed a glance at Xia Tuo, and Xia Tuo looked at Ghost River King.

Ghost River, do you want to die or live?

Ok?

Hearing the sound, Ghost River King raised his head and looked at Xia Tuo. It was not the Human King who spoke, and neither the old witch priest nor the Human King showed any surprise.

What's happening here.

King of Great Xia!

Needless to say, of course I want to live!

At this moment, Ghost River King's mind was spinning a thousand times, his thoughts were like lightning, and the scene in front of him gave him too much imagination.

All of these possibilities can only be clearly explained by the Great Xia King.

Use the tribal totem and your own immortal soul to make a contract, submit to my Great Xia, find out which one is yours, and sign your name.

Then, Xia Tuo didn't bother to say much, and threw out a pile of dragon skin paper with a big wave of his hand.

What do you mean, which one is mine?

After the ghost river king took it, he opened a dragon scroll and saw the first sentence.

The ghost fire king of my northern region...

I am the corpse king of the North...

I……

...

I, the Ghost River King of the Northern Region, is willing to surrender...

Flipping through several rolls of dragon skin paper one after another, King Guihe found the one with his name written on it, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

It's too deceiving... Very!

This is so... The cyan dragon skin scroll and the purple text have already been written, does he have a choice?

Feeling the three eyes falling on him in front of him, King Guihe felt a chill in his heart. It is easy to enter this stone palace today, but if he wants to go out, he may have to make a choice.

Either die, or his life is in the hands of others.

He also knows what happened in the wild south.

I am willing to surrender.

After pondering for a while, King Guihe made a decision. He felt the sharpness rising from the stone palace, especially the aura from King Wumingren.

What is the rule of the witch's life, ascending to the position of king, is it important to have a small life?

I remember that running under the setting sun was his lost dream.

Seeing that King Ghost River imprinted his mark on the contract, Xia Tuo inspected it before nodding his head. King Ghost River is also a hero in the Northland, so a hero should be treated like a hero, so he will be transferred to Keep the demon clan in the south.

How can it be enough to clean up a ghost river king? There are more than 20 open sky realm powerhouses in the Northland. With the golden signboard of the Northland, the old witch sacrifices, all the kings will come to Juyue to pay their respects.

In this way, Xia Tuo stayed in the Northland for a year. During this year, except for the two casual cultivator kings of the Northland, the royal family and the kings of the ancient clan were all wiped out by him.

Of course, there are also those who do not cooperate, such as the Yinlong clan, who was directly suppressed by him in the Luwu Prison, and the remaining ones signed the surrender contract.