The Strongest Tribe

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Your uncle.

Xia Tuo also cursed, and the movements of his hands were not slow at all.

Holding the copper plate in his palm, he threw it towards the Golden Crow. Every time he was backlashed back, there would be illusory life and death talismans around him, either gradually brightening from the darkness, or derived out of nothingness. Out of a hazy look.

Colliding with the Golden Crow again and again, tempering his body with the help of the sky fire and the golden light, squeezing the power of the Phoenix Blood, allowing the Dao Rhyme of Life and Death to manifest in his eyes.

One hundred and twenty-two thousand three hundred and fifty-five, you are working harder.

I don't know how long it has passed, after Xia Tuo was repelled again, feeling the confluence of life and death aura on his body, he raised his head and shouted at Jinwu.

In this bitter battle, he was both painful and happy. With the help of the mighty power of the Golden Crow, he continuously awakened the dormant phoenix blood in his body. Of course, this was not without any danger, and the horror between life and death was not fake at all.

Although the phoenix blood in the body is impure, it contains a complete dao rhyme of life and death. As time goes by, the black and white dao fruits on Xia Tuo's head become more and more bright, and the illusory dao rails mixed with black and white are like long rivers, surrounding the dao Fruit or so.

In the black and white Dao fruit, there seems to be an endless charm of life and death, and the avenue of life and death is becoming more and more condensed, and it is about to reach a perfect state.

It's a pity that Xia Tuo was very dissatisfied. He had a feeling that he was still unsatisfied. Part of the phoenix blood in his body was always in a state of silence, and the comprehension of the remaining thousands of life and death talismans became obscure.

At this moment, he looked at the ups and downs of the Golden Crow in front of him, and landed on the golden pool below the Golden Crow. The Golden Crow was conceived from this golden pool, which all explained the good fortune that existed in this golden pool.

The water waves in the golden pool seemed to be liquid, but they were actually the convergence of fire and gold, which made him feel the endless fire and golden charm.

The next moment, he rushed towards the golden pool. In an instant, the golden crow spread its wings and turned into a monstrous fire, blocking Xia Tuo's way forward.

boom!

This time Xia Tuo bumped into Jin Wu's body, and suddenly a vast fire energy and the power of the golden glow pierced through his chest, and his whole body was struck by lightning.

But he didn't retreat, the whole body's divine orifices and dao rhyme sang together, his supernatural powers and divine form protected his body, and he pushed the golden crow into the golden pool in one fell swoop.

boom!

In the golden pool the waves are rolling,

It gave Xia Tuo a feeling of thousands of arrows piercing his heart, and the ubiquitous divine fire penetrated into his body, almost torn his body to pieces by thousands of swords.

Chirp!

In an instant, a cry sounded in his body, the real phoenix danced, and flames shot out from every inch of flesh and blood in his body, stabilizing the body that was about to collapse.

Then his body fell downwards, and the liquid in the golden pond was part of the body of Jinmai. In fact, it was no different from Lingmai, except that it looked different.

After a few breaths, Xia Tuo felt that he had smashed a layer of enchantment. The billowing golden fire liquid was gone, and he appeared in a hollow world with a radius of one hundred feet. A golden flame jumped in the center of the cave, and in the flame was a section of dark golden flame. phalanx.

There is no doubt that this is the true origin of the Golden Crow Spirit Vein.

The phalanx has been solidified into a state of gold and stone, but it possessed the most powerful charm of the Dao of Fire, so it evolved into the golden crow with dual rhymes of gold and fire.

Looking at it this way, the amputated phalanx should come from a real Golden Crow.

I will burn you to ashes!

In the jumping flames, the Golden Crow manifested.

Xia Tuo didn't say a word, and directly threw it at the Golden Crow. He wanted to use the source of the Golden Crow to completely squeeze out the source of the real phoenix.

The moment the Golden Crow approached, a resounding phoenix cry resounded from his body, and a real phoenix levitated out, wrapped in black and white divine flames, and rushed out, facing the Golden Crow from afar.

A drop of real phoenix blood, a golden crow finger bone, at this moment it seems that there is nothing wrong with Xia Tuo, the client. Both the golden crow and the phoenix are mythical beasts, and the two divine beasts sensed each other's imprint and were inspired to come out at the same time.

boom!

The next moment, he clapped both hands together, facing the oncoming Golden Crow and landed. The two big hands that clapped for a moment grabbed it backhand, passed through the sky fire and the golden light, and grabbed the Jinwu's phalanx.

boom!

In an instant, Xia Tuo was completely submerged between the two figures of the Golden Crow and the True Phoenix. Flesh and blood were blown up, but even so, he did not let go of the Golden Crow's finger bones.

Holding the golden crow's finger bones is equivalent to holding down the spirit of the golden veins. This is equivalent to two people fighting each other. One person pinches the other's gate of life. It is definitely a killer move.

Of course, if one's life is pinched, the other party must resort to unscrupulous means to counterattack frantically, for example, the Golden Crow has gone completely mad at this moment.

Under such a close-range impact, Xia Tuo had already become a blood man, but he was sure that he could not let go. Although his body was impacted, the most obscure life-and-death dao rhyme originating from the silence in the phoenix blood was also stimulated out.

Just like that, he firmly grasped the golden crow's phalanx with both hands, allowing the phantom of the golden crow to toss in front of his chest, while comprehending the Dao rhyme of life and death overflowing from the blood of the phoenix in this state.

The golden sky fire, the sharp golden light, the black and white aura of life and death mixed together, and from time to time, the figures of the real phoenix and the golden crow flickered.

And between the collision of the sky fire and the golden glow, black and white divine lights continued to emerge, gradually solidified from nothingness, and then formed a track. Although the speed was much slower than before, it was indeed in the process of evolution.

Suddenly, a bright red blood burst out of Xia Tuo's body, Feng Nest broke out, and Qiaoer appeared from it. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but turn pale with shock, but quickly realized that Xia Tuo was using Golden Crow practice.

This is the space where the spirit of the golden veins was born. Its body is the molten golden fire in the golden pool. Use the phoenix nest to put it away.

Immediately, Qiao'er understood that without the golden crow's spirit veins, it would be like losing duckweed without roots and sources, and she rushed out of this space with Fengchao.

Seeing this scene, the Golden Crow became even more berserk, trying to break free, but Xia Tuo clenched his fingers desperately, preventing it from leaving at all.

It is true that it wants to get rid of the spirit body, but it also finds the object to be seized and gives up voluntarily instead of being forcibly stripped away. Right now, it is still one with the spirit vein, and it is both prosperous and damaged.

Jinwu is struggling, but Xia Tuo's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and the pupils of the eyes have turned black and white. It seems that they have lost their luster, but they seem to have endless meaning.

Outside the body, illusory black and white illusory lights hang down, each of which contains infinite life and death dao rhymes, and then gradually condenses into dao rails and concludes into dao talismans.

puff!

For a moment, a surge of reverse blood gushed out, and the Golden Crow tore his chest apart. Following the intertwined black and white air currents at the wound, the vitality gradually became brighter, the necrotic flesh withered quickly, and the wound healed in the blink of an eye.

puff!

Then the wound was cut open again, as if feeling that its own aura was fading, the Golden Crow became more and more crazy, but Xia Tuo's two big hands were like pliers, pinching its natal phalanx to death.

At this moment, it is simply in a dilemma, its body is being dug outside, and its fate is being held here.

You let me go, and I will help you fully comprehend the rhyme of life and death.

Finally, Jinwu gave up struggling and said aloud.

Don't make any noise, you understand quietly.

Xia Tuo sent out his thoughts mentally, knowing that he was begging for mercy, why did he go so early.

Human race, I am the body of the true spirit of heaven and earth, are you not afraid of being punished by heaven?

I've dug out several spiritual veins.

Xia Tuo was too lazy to talk nonsense, and said directly: You first help me comprehend the rhyme of life and death.

You have no choice, either you will gradually wither like this, or you will be obedient.

You're not afraid of me blowing myself up!

Jinwu frowned, sending out vicious thoughts.

For this, Xia Tuo directly expressed his disdain.

Hehe~

If there was no true spirit of heaven and earth infused with the power of all beings of the human race, he would really be afraid that it would explode, but the Golden Crow True Spirit in front of him basically ruled out the possibility of self-explosion if he said such words.

Human emotions are complicated, and the Jinwu True Spirit, which has absorbed the thoughts of countless people from the Jinyangbo tribe, has no doubt that its thinking has long been the same as that of the human race.

You~

I'll give you one last chance, otherwise you'll be really useless when I finish comprehending the Dao Rhyme of Life and Death. You should understand that useless things don't have the right to stay in the barren land.

How can I trust you?

Xia Tuo didn't pay attention to the Golden Crow True Spirit, guessing that Qiao'er was about to collect the spiritual veins outside, without the spirit body and true spirit, she was like a phoenix that had lost its hair, so there was nothing to be ashamed of.

At this moment, Jin Wu panicked.

I promise you that I will help you condense the Dao of Perfection of Life and Death. Only my Golden Crow Seal can fully activate the True Phoenix Seal, and only then can the Perfect Life and Death Dao Rhyme in the Phoenix Blood be manifested.

Xia Tuo still didn't respond. The Golden Crow opened its mouth wide and spit out a ball of bright golden flames. As soon as the golden flames came out, the Phoenix Shadow screamed loudly and the nine-color feathers unfolded.

The mark of the real phoenix broke out, and in an instant, Xia Tuo felt a long black and white river emerge from nothingness, and the billowing black and white water poured down like a waterfall, watering the Dao fruit above his head.

For a moment, his heart was full of blessings, and in his eyes, the rhymes of life and death were like fish swimming in the water, one after another wandering around his side.

And in this long river, there are a total of 129,600 black and white swimming fish. These swimming fish are the same size, only the black and white lines on their bodies are slightly different.

In a single thought, he easily caught a fish that was different from the dao rhyme he had comprehended, and the dao rhyme of life and death manifested in the spiritual world. There was never a moment when he felt that dao rhyme was so easy to comprehend.

One hundred and twenty-four thousand one hundred.

As time went by, the number of Dao talismans continued to increase, and black and white Dao rhymes continued to form Dao talismans around him, and then rushed into the Dao fruit above the head, and the aura that was approaching perfection became more and more clear.

125,000 ways... 125,600 ways... 126,700 ways... 127,900 ways...

When Qiaoer returned to this space again, there was a hint of surprise in her eyes. She saw that the Golden Crow True Spirit was struggling to swallow the flames of the Sun, colliding with the illusory True Phoenix, and Xia Tuo was constantly black and white. The divine light overflowed, and the Dao talisman loomed.

With her beautiful eyes rolling, Qiao'er showed a faint smile, and her spiritual veins are also the master who bullies the weak and fears the hard.

She didn't make the slightest movement, and sat cross-legged at the side, watching the scene quietly, especially paying attention to the Golden Crow True Spirit, so as not to make another moth and destroy Xia Tuo's comprehension of the Dao of Life and Death.

In this way, as time went by, a month passed quickly.