The Strongest Tribe

Hei Ling City.

A city under the control of the superior Black Crow tribe in the Tuze Wasteland is located in the southwest of the wasteland, and there is also a slave market in the city.

Brother Fat, Hei Ling City is ahead.

On this day, a three-meter-high snow-white great ape, with a few tufts of red hair on its hands, feet and chest, was walking on the wasteland. Qiaoer sat on the shoulder of the great ape, swinging her two little white legs.

The fat brother was riding a semi-pure-blooded Qingfeng horse, falling far behind.

Qiao'er turned her head to look at the fat cat behind her, and couldn't help shouting: Fat brother, hurry up, you have been left so far behind by my big ape.

The fat brother riding on the tall horse couldn't help curling his lips when he saw Qiaoer waving his hands.

If he wasn't stupid, he could still recognize the white-haired great ape in front of him.

On the wild land, he is called Zhu Yan, a very fierce and fierce guy.

However, the ferocious Zhu Yan is now docile like a monkey, running ahead with Qiaoer on her back. Qiaoer's luck is almost as good as his fat brother's. If she goes out and picks up a wild monkey in the mountains, she can turn into a wild monkey. Zhu Yan.

The group of Qingfeng horses he was sitting on were also two meters high, which was considered tall, but compared to Zhu Yan, the horses were a little timid, and they dared not approach from a distance.

Hei Ling City does not rely on water, so the big ships in the tribe docked in the big river hundreds of miles away, and the two rushed towards Hei Ling City. them.

Qiaoer was very happy to be able to go out to the tribe this time, but it was a pity that Uncle went to another place.

In the evening, in the city of Hei Ling.

Ghost Deacon sat inside the stone building, his whole body was silent, after about half a stick of incense, a figure pushed open the stone door and walked in.

The person who came was wearing a black robe with a beast face mask on his face, and he had a dark and cold aura around him, which was exactly the same as that of the Ghost Deacon.

Old ghost, what did you call me here for? Don't you know that the Lord has ordered that we, as slave market deacons, not be able to touch them in private?

Ghost, I'm looking for you today because someone wants to see you.

Like the ghost deacon, the ghost is the deacon of the slave market, controlling one side of the slave trade, and also the executor of the slave trade in the slave hall.

Who is looking for me?

The ghost was taken aback for a moment, and then became alert.

I'm looking for you.

A clever voice sounded in the stone building, and the crescent moon witch seal on Qiao'er's eyebrows bloomed a bright blue light, intertwined and formed runes.

Sorcerer Wu!

The ghost was startled and wanted to run away, but the witch talisman that Qiao'er struck out with both hands was faster and directly imprinted on his body. Immediately, he froze in place, his whole body convulsed as if being struck by thunder.

After dozens of breaths, a faint blue light glowed on Chigui's body, and a witch talisman was generated between his eyebrows. Even a beast face mask couldn't cover the flash of blue light.

Old ghost, you~~~

In a short period of time, the ghosts' eyes flickered, but they couldn't change the fact that they were planted with slave marks. Of course, they were also slaves, slaves of the slave palace.

Slave owners control so many subordinates, not relying on any charisma, the fighting in the slave hall is more intense, and they believe more in the means of using slave marks.

Do not worry,

The slave owner can't detect it, even with a witch weapon.

The deacon ghost made a sound, and the ghost secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They have the mark of slaves on their bodies. Once they enter the slave hall, they will never leave the slave hall unless they die.

After taking the deacon of the slave market in Hei Ling City as slaves, the next thing is easy. Under the leadership of Chiu Gui, Qiaoer and Fat Brother quietly entered the death cell in the slave market in Hei Ling.

There are still five slaves from Zhu Rongyu in the death row. There were thirty-three slaves in total. They have not survived one after another in the past few years and died inside.

The death cell in the slave market in Hei Ling City, like Zejin City, is a water cell filled with dense black leeches, which Qiaoer is not used to.

Fortunately, Chigui drove Hei Mingzhi away in time, and among the remaining five people, two middle-aged men and one middle-aged woman were all at the peak of Tianmai Realm.

There was only one child and one wizard left, and the looming witch pattern flickering between the brows was a sign that the peak wizard was about to form a wizard.

Obviously, the child who can survive also has the power of blood in his body.

This time, Qiaoer did not choose to take these people away, the goal of bringing these people back to the tribe was too big.

The Black Mausoleum City is just the beginning. There are four slave markets in the Tuze Wasteland alone, and there are no one knows how many there are in the south and east of Tuze. Therefore, this project is huge and there is no room for carelessness.

Go and guard, no one is allowed to come in here.

Soon everyone left, leaving Qiaoer alone in the underground dungeon. As for the fat brother, he needed to meet him outside the slave market, in case the slave owner happened to send someone to the slave market in Hei Ling City. Back to Zejin City.

Qiao'er covered her nose, and fanned the air in front of her with the other hand. The smell here was too pungent, stenchy, and cold.

She woke up the woman first.

Huh~~~?

Lin Ousheng opened and closed his eyes, and saw a young girl looking at her with wide-open eyes, and the crescent moon witch mark on the girl's forehead shone brightly.

Wu Zun!

He is still so young, with a bone age of only twenty-three or four, even the upper Huolin was not born with such a young Wu Zun.

Who are you?

But Qiaoer ignored her, and then woke up several other people, but the child did not wake up.

Ah~~

Hiss~~

Each of the four people is extremely weak, most of their bodies are soaked in water, and their bodies are still locked by chains as thick as arms. After several years of immersion, their bodies have long been eroded.

Then the four of them looked around. They remembered that there were more than 30 people imprisoned here, but all they could see were the animal robes hanging on the chains and the scattered bones.

Who are you!

Qiaoer exudes aura, which attracts everyone's eyes. The highest status here is the wizard who is about to break through the wizard. Unfortunately, there seems to be no hope in this life.

Qiao'er looked at them, with her hands behind her back, and said: Let's make a deal, I will rescue this young man, and I will find him a place to recuperate.

How do we trust you?

Que He stared at Qiaoer.

You are from the Huolinhou Department.

Jing Kang is recuperating in the spiritual spring, a secret place in our clan.

Qiao'er's words immediately made the four people look horrified, but Que He's expression was still full of ups and downs. The slave forces had long known their origins.

I advise you to just give up, the blood of the Huolinhou tribe will not yield.

Compared to Que He's firm expression, Qiao'er saw the desire to survive in the woman's eyes. It's a pity that a warrior in the Tianmai realm would be difficult to recover even if he was rescued.

The woman was not a member of the Huolin tribe, but a Bo tribe under the Huolinhou tribe.

Ugh.

Sighing softly, Qiao'er showed a frustrated look on her face. The patriarch Uncle was right, some people couldn't do business with them.

hum!

Then she played the formula, and a slave talisman manifested, heading towards the warriors in the Tianmai realm.

As the high priest personally selected by the Eighth Generation Jumang, the method of imprinting the slaves of the tribe can be easily used with her current strength of the Wu Zun.

Que He was shocked when he saw Qiao'er using the slave seal towards the three Tianmai realm warriors, but he was relieved to see that the slave witch seal did not fall on the child next to him.

When he saw the witch talisman in Qiao'er's hand falling towards him, Que He wanted to struggle, but gave up after a while. Although he couldn't escape the struggle, he could make waves for the branded slave Wu Yin. After all, he was The pinnacle of wizardry.

But he was afraid that Qiao'er would also brand the boy as a slave.

I said I would save him, you don't believe me.

After that, Qiaoer Wuyin burst into blue light, and a wooden box gradually enlarged and fell down.

Her witch seal can barely put some things in. This wooden box is the box of the Mingling Tribe, and there is a small secret place embedded in it, which can put some things and let people stay in it for a while.

Taking out the animal skin roll from the secret place of the wooden box, Qiaoer smiled and said to the several figures in front of her: Tell me, tell me about the martial arts classics you have practiced, witchcraft secrets, and anecdotes you know.

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Kui Lei Tribe.

While Qiaoer was busy in Hei Ling City, Xia Tuo had already entered the Kuilei tribe. At first he was thinking about how to enter the Kuilei tribe, but he didn't expect that the Kuilei tribe would directly recruit experts. Those who have made meritorious service in Kui Lei can join the Kui Lei Bo tribe in the future and become the people of the Bo tribe.

The Tianmai Realm can be a deacon, and the Shenzang Realm can be an elder.

Ever since, Patriarch Xia became Xia Yu, a strong casual cultivator.

Not to mention, not to mention how many warriors from the Tianmai realm came, but three from the Sanxiu Shenzang realm came, and one of them was an acquaintance of his, the old man Gourd.

Luoxia Peak in the Kuilei Mountains.

This is the place where the Kuilei tribe specially arranged to throw away the strong men who cultivated the gods and Tibetans. The whole mountain was thousands of feet high, and six stone temples were erected around the mountain.

In each stone hall there is a low-level spirit gathering array, which can allow the strong in the divine treasure realm to practice in it.

The spiritual energy contained in it is almost as high as the spiritual energy of the lower-grade spiritual veins, and the spiritual crystals consumed by running the large formation every day are probably not a small amount.

From this point, it can be seen that the Kui Lei tribe who dared to overturn the table and smash their own boss's job is not just doing it casually, but has real strength.

As a casual cultivator, Xia Tuo naturally got a stone palace as a place to live. I have to say that the treatment of the Kuilei tribe is really good. Just after joining, someone gave a thousand spirit crystals.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged in the stone hall, preparing to use the Spirit Gathering Formation to practice and recover from his injuries. With his family and his own affairs, he needed constant time to recuperate.

For this reason, when he joined the Kuilei tribe, he also told the third elder Kuilei that he had been severely injured, but he was so generous that he directly said that Elder Xia was able to recover from his injuries, and Kuilei did his best to support him.

It didn't come with a thousand spirit crystals, but also a hundred-year-old elixir of blood ginseng. If he wasn't a fake casual cultivator, he would have had the urge to join Kui Lei.