The Strongest Tribe

In the depths of Henggong Linghu Lake, Xia Tuo drove the white jade lotus platform to swim between the spirit mist, while grabbing the ancient red scale fish, while looking for the exit.

The reason why he broke through to the first level of the Divine Treasure Realm so quickly and blasted open the nine divine apertures in one fell swoop was because of the strength of his own combat body, but after breaking through the nine divine apertures one after another, the supporting power of the combat body reached its limit.

If you want to open up the tenth divine aperture, you need to cultivate your combat body.

Martial arts practice is a process of continuous evolution of life. The sea of ​​spirit orifices is opened up with the body as the root, so one must be strong.

Therefore, many martial artists open up their divine orifices while torturing their physical bodies. After tormenting their bodies, they can support and open up their divine orifices, and then open the sea of ​​qi, and this process continues to cycle.

The human body is like a weapon, how much fighting spirit it can hold lies in its weakest shortcoming. Right now, the nine divine orifices are constantly growing deep in the fighting body, and the strength of the physical body has reached the peak of this realm.

It has to be said that the number of red-scale ancient fish in Linghu Lake is really quite a lot, not less than 20,000, and only a water mansion comparable to Bobu can have such courage to keep so many spirit fish.

Over the past few days, he finally figured out that the place where Linghu is located should be a large formation, covering this space and time, preventing the aura from collapsing.

So as long as he finds the weak point of the formation, maybe he can escape without going through the gate of the formation.

After all, he stole so many fish from the Henggong Water Mansion, and even killed his family members. Once he found out, the result can be imagined, Xia Tuo still has a lot of b in his heart.

In the depths of Spirit Lake.

what is this?

The lotus platform cut through the water and carried him into a place surrounded by a stone forest. Compared with the stone forest outside like pillars, the stone forest here has the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix.

Wild elephants, wild cattle, giant pythons, golden eagles, dragons and tigers, eagles soaring and fishes diving, seem to be scattered and shapeless, but they are intertwined with looming aura.

Suddenly, Xia Tuo frowned slightly, and he looked behind him. Before he knew it, the water surface of the Linghu Lake behind him was shrouded in dense clouds and mist, and the way he came from could no longer be seen.

The surrounding stone statues entrenched on the water exude an icy aura. The stone statues like Jiaolong swallow water vapor, and the stone statues like Qingluan linger in charm, conveying a faint Taoist charm.

Each of these stone statues is imprinted with the rhyme of heaven and earth.

He carefully looked at each of the stone statues around him, and found no traces of chopping with knives and axes. It was like a natural formation, and the Taoist rhyme was spontaneous. From a distance, this group of stone statues does not occupy a large area, but it is only a thousand feet square, standing on the water.

Driving the stone platform to walk away, after a small half-pillar of incense, Xia Tuo looked at the stone statue of Qingluan in front of him, with an ugly expression on his face, and came back again.

Formation!

He fell into the witch formation, and only in this way can he explain it. He can see clearly with a radius of thousands of feet, but he can't get out, which is very difficult.

The stone pillars in front of them are completely natural, without any trace of the witch formation, only faint dao rhyme intertwined and flowing, under several of the stone statues, there are decayed bones, scattered with scales, and the dilapidated flesh can no longer distinguish the appearance.

With scales on his body, he can be sure that he is a member of the Shui tribe, and they are all people who were trapped and died in the formation.

Then Xia Tuo turned around a few times without giving up, and returned to the original point each time. Not only that, in the mirror-clear water, there was no longer an ancient red-scale fish.

Then, he sat cross-legged on the lotus platform, trying to absorb the free spiritual energy, but found that the spiritual energy surrounding his body seemed to be imprisoned,

Cannot be absorbed into the body.

Dao rhyme mysterious, imprisoned!

He controlled the mysterious Taoism, but found that in this void, the Taoist rhyme was right in front of him, but he couldn't move it no matter what.

Imprisoned by the fighting spirit and imprisoned by Dao Yun, he understood how the skeleton in front of him died, it was exhausted and boiled to death.

At this moment, Xia Tuo suddenly felt that it is good to have a system.

I remember that crisp and loud 'snap', it was his lost system.

If you don't know the formation, you will be trapped here, let alone a year, even if it is ten years, you may not be able to get out.

For several days in a row, Xia Tuo looked at the stone statue standing on the surface of the water, and he had no idea how to get out. As a strong man in the Divine Hidden Realm, he added the elixir spirit crystal spirit fish stored in his demon killing order, and he figured it out by himself. Forget it, it can last for three or four years.

However, if there is no external supplement, the blood energy will eventually dry up one day, and at that time, it will be the same as the dry bones in front of it.

Grandma, I don't believe it anymore, I can't break you.

Xia Tuo got up and struck horizontally with the Buzheng sword in his hand, a vast divine light burst out from all over his body, and the sea of ​​energy from nine divine orifices tumbling, struck towards the stone statue of the desolate bull in front of him.

Rumble!

More than a hundred kendo ripples blasted out, and there was the sound of a cow mooing. The Buzheng sword collided with the desolate bull stone statue, as if it had been knocked on the drum of heaven. In addition to the rumbling sound, it caused endless echoes inside the formation , the stone statue of the desolate bull remained motionless, but he was knocked back several feet by the force of backlash.

boom!

Without the slightest pause, Xia Tuo went on to attack, even put away the Buzheng sword, and swung his fist out. The cyan dragon fist print rushed out of the fist, and collided with the wild bull stone statue continuously.

The stone statue of the desolate bull remained as still as a mountain, absorbing the fighting spirit that burst out from him.

Soon, he restrained his breath and saved his fighting spirit, so he might live a few more days.

Sitting cross-legged again, staring at the surrounding stone statues, thinking in his heart, more than a month has passed in the blink of an eye, the stone statue is still the same stone statue, he is still the same him, and the two are still looking at each other.

Battle Qi is not enough, Xuan Ao is not good, I still have a physical body.

In the past month, he has resolutely fought several times again, but no matter whether it is the mysterious Taoist rhyme or the fighting spirit that he has comprehended, he will be absorbed by the stone statue.

Get into the water!

He decided to use all his strength to go underwater and give these stone statues a hard time, breaking them off from the root.

Crash.

Entering the water, you can see that the stone statues are standing on a stone pillar underwater. The stone pillar directly leads to the depth of the water.

Obviously, the people who were once trapped here also thought of this method, trying to find a way to get out from the bottom of the water, but in the end, it was too late.

The stone pillars in the water were about ten feet thick, and they pierced straight into the bottom of the lake one by one. Xia Tuo surrounded a stone pillar and pressed his big hand on it. As long as the fighting spirit and Taoist rhyme were not aroused, the stone pillar would not move.

Then he took out the Indisputable Sword and looked towards the stone pillar in front of him. This time, he did not use the slightest fighting spirit and mystery, and relied on the power bursting out of his body to control the Indisputable Sword.

Clang!

There was a roar in the water, the stone pillar trembled slightly, and a shallow trace appeared on the surface.

There is a door!

Sheer strength can shake a stone pillar.

clang clang clang!

Clang, clang, clang!

...

Two days later, Xia Tuo looked at the deep sword marks on the surface of the stone pillar, and then at the thick and thin stone pillar. There is a long way to go.

He decided not to cut it, of course, just temporarily.

Sharpening a knife is not a mistake for a woodcutter, he wants to sharpen a knife.

This knife is naturally his own.

A long time ago, before the Eighth Generation Jumang God Lord died, a totem body training method was passed on to him. The totem body training method is a very vague body training method, more like a messy mixture.

With this body training method alone, he has condensed his combat body to the current level, breaking through the nine divine apertures in one fell swoop, looking at Bobu, even the son of the direct line may not be able to achieve this level.

This alone can prove that the products produced by the gods must be high-quality products.

Any little bits and pieces will make people feel uncomfortable.

Back on the surface of the water, Xia Tuo looked at a pool of clear water. There was ample aura in the water, which was comparable to the concentration of the spiritual eyes in the tribal stone pillar array. However, due to the imprisonment of the formation, the aura in the water vapor could not be absorbed into the body at all.

But this can stump someone Xia!

joke!

Refining cannot be absorbed directly.

Can I drink it directly?

use your mouth.

Gudong!

Carefully picked up a handful of lake water, clear and clear, no bones, nothing, not clean, just right to drink.

After taking a mouthful of lake water, the spirit immediately spread out in his body, like a spirit fish rampaging, and then his spiritual consciousness fell silent, and he became one with the totem god in his body.

His totem god has gone further and further away from other warriors on the road of cultivation. Others' totems are branded on the body surface, but his has already become three-dimensional.

The totem deity exerted force, grabbed the spirit spring that had been swallowed into his stomach, absorbed the spiritual energy contained in it, and the remaining lake water was turned into water vapor and squeezed out of the body. (Everyone laughed, Xia is in the realm of God, he doesn't pee, o(n_n)o haha~)

After a long time, Xia Tuo's eyes opened and closed.

There are doors.

His eyes fell on the broken bones under the stone pillar, with a touch of pity, feeling that these guys who practiced forgot to eat and drink, and it took him only a month to change his thinking again.

Drink water.

Gudong!

Refining.

Drink water.

Gudong Gudong.

Refining...

poof.

Feeling that it was too slow to drink in such a sip, Xia Tuo jumped directly into the spirit lake, drank his fill, and then controlled the totem god to absorb the stored aura.

...

Uncle has been away for half a year.

In the inheritance hall, Qiao'er wrenched her fingers and looked at the animal skin roll in front of her. On it was the rough outline of a tripod, which was still in its initial state.

Worship patterns are not drawn casually on heavy weapons for offering sacrifices to the sky. In the past, animal patterns were always depicted on casting soldiers and casting wares to enhance the power of weapons.

The runes on the heavy weapons are embellished with the runes manifested by thousands of mountains and rivers, which need to communicate with the order of heaven and earth to describe them.

Gou Xiatuo has only been away for half a year.

Wuwu doesn't care very much, good people don't pay for their lives and cause disasters for thousands of years, Xia Tuo is not a good person, and bad people are not qualified, so let's make a compromise, so he won't worry about it within five hundred years.

This kind of strange brain circuit can only be found in Wuwu.

Totem, is this rune imprint feasible here?

Qiao'er pointed to the picture scroll on the animal skin scroll, and her little finger just pointed at a round witch pattern.

Wuwu squinted his small eyes, looked at the round witch pattern like a golden sun, shook his head, and said: Let's deduce it again, let's see and talk.

Hearing this, Qiaoer nodded her head. It took her and Totem more than half a year to determine the appearance of the Fang Ding in front of her. During this time, she communicated with Tiange several times to try, in order to make the Ding Ding fit. Heaven and earth order.