The Strongest Tribe

Patriarch, look!

In fact, Xia Tuo had already sensed the changes in the surrounding environment without shouting from the clansmen behind him. The sky suddenly dimmed, and soon completely turned into night.

Just now the sky was clear and cloudless, but in a blink of an eye black clouds covered it, as if a giant beast was silent in the mountains, opening its mouth wide and rushing towards them.

In the darkness, in the hazy mountains directly in front, the blue light was shining, and the shadows of the mountains emerged, gradually turning from illusion into reality.

what……

Patriarch, save me, something is going to eat me.

Help!

Clang!

In an instant, the deer standing behind Xia Tuo suddenly saw a hazy shadow jumping towards him in his eyes, and he swung his knife subconsciously.

Clang.

In an instant, Xia Tuo turned around and grabbed the back of the falling knife, and then pulled hard, and the deer was dragged to the ground by him.

Hoo hoo hoo. Panting heavily, the deer said with unconcealable fear, Patriarch, I, I, I saw...

Everyone close your eyes.

what……

However, ghosts are everywhere, and everyone's eyes are closed. Xia Tuo saw the clan soldiers behind him still slashing around wildly with teeth and claws.

bang bang bang!

Heartbroken, Xia Tuo grabbed the deer's bronze knife and knocked all the clansmen unconscious with the back of the knife.

What the hell is this place.

In the darkness, the shadow of the blue light mountain in the distance became brighter and brighter, and there was a figure whirling in it. At this moment, he couldn't tell whether it was a person or not.

He saw a figure coming out of the mountain. It was a hunting team. They carried all kinds of weapons and headed towards the mountains. They disappeared into the dark depths of the jungle as if they didn't see him.

phantom.

Even if it is a phantom, everyone is lifelike, no different from what they were in life, calling each other, but he can't hear it.

This should be the people of the Daqian tribe going hunting.

After pondering for a moment, he stepped out and walked towards Mount Guang, wanting to see what the Daqian tribe was like.

Approaching the Daqian Tribe, a blue light drifted in front of the eyes like a mist, a dilapidated ruin, houses collapsed in the mountains can be seen everywhere, the feet are covered with bones, the animal skin clothes and armor have already rotted.

Xia Tuo's eyes twitched.

From all the bones he could see, he could vaguely see that there was a big hole in his chest, and his heart had been ripped out.

He hurriedly walked forward, not even paying attention to the dilapidated stone houses around him, he scanned every dilapidated skeleton, and found that without exception, his heart was gone.

The white bones covered with rotting animal skins looked as if everyone, whether adults or children, had been heartbroken to death, but in the blue light, phantoms were still doing their own things, as if or the same.

Rumble.

He stepped into a stone house that hadn't completely collapsed. The bonfire was covered with thick ashes, and the two figures sitting beside the bonfire were also empty in front of their chests.

The stone house, the stone palace, the house, and the people he saw lost his mind.

The Daqian tribe established their tribe on Qingmang Mountain, and built their tribe's stone house and stone palace according to the gentle mountain. Xia Tuo went all the way up, and a huge stone palace appeared in front of him.

The twelve huge stone pillars outside the stone hall were carved with animal patterns, and there were bronze lamps hanging under the stone eaves, exuding a decaying atmosphere, and the dullness in the air made Xia Tuo's throat uncomfortable.

He clenched the bronze sword in his hand, and carefully came to the huge door of the stone palace, held the stone door with the tip of the sword, and pushed it hard.

Rumble!

Accompanied by an ear-piercing roar, the stone door slowly opened, and under the flickering blue light, the main hall appeared a little dark, with a layout similar to that of our own tribal hall.

On the top is a stone chair, and the lower stone chairs are divided into two sides.

But at the moment Xia Tuo saw on the stone chairs on both sides, there were nearly twenty mummified corpses with holes in their chests from front to back.

clatter! clatter! clatter!

He stepped into the stone hall, and his voice echoed in the hall, appearing a bit eerie.

There is no one on the seat that symbolizes the leader of the tribe, and there is no one on the first stone chair on the lower left. These two positions are the position of the patriarch, the great elder, or the witch in the tribe.

Leaving the clan hall, Xia Tuo headed towards the totem hall in the tribe. The totem is the foundation of the tribe.

Unexpectedly, half of the Totem Hall collapsed, a pile of rocks piled up high, the beams also collapsed, and the blue light inside was the most intense, with illusory figures floating in the blue light.

Xia Tuo didn't care about this. Along the way, there were many phantoms of Daqian tribesmen in the blue light, as if they were in two kinds of time and space.

He walked towards the collapsed totem hall, his abrupt body trembled.

He saw two phantoms staring at him in the totem hall.

Yes, just staring at him.

I will go~

The next moment Xia Tuo jumped and was about to run out suddenly, when he turned his head suddenly, he saw a phantom of an old man with a beard appearing in front of him, smiling at him.

What the hell.

Without even thinking about it, Xia Tuo swung his sword and slashed down. Immediately, the phantom was cut in half by the sword, turning into a blue light, and then recovered three feet away, still looking at him with a smile.

The vastness of the frontier, the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles are all monster domains, where are you going?

At this moment, what Xia Tuo thought in his heart was to leave this ruin, and grandpa didn't want any bullshit inheritance.

However, an illusory voice came from his ear, which made him stop suddenly, and slowly turned his head to look back.

Two phantoms in the totem hall stood side by side floating in mid-air, looking at him.

You have Yu Jue, don't you know the horror of the 'demon'?

At this moment, Xia Tuo's brain was buzzing, and he looked at the two phantoms in front of him without knowing why.

He doesn't know what kind of demons, ghosts and sprites.

He took out the jade tablet and said, You mean this crap.

When Xia Tuo saw what he said, the corner of the bearded old man's mouth twitched.

What do you mean by the Desolate Demon Realm?

What a goblin?

Xia Tuo didn't run away anymore. Looking at the two phantoms, he thought of the illusion in the jade tablet, which was the same as the scene he saw at the moment, and everyone was heartbroken.

This is a barren land on the edge of the human race.

Next to the old man with long beard was a strong and strong man, tall and thin, even if he became a shadow, he could still see his vigorous appearance in his lifetime.

There was a stubborn look at the corner of his mouth, and there was a kind of unyielding in his illusory eyes, which didn't change because there was only a ray of green sun left.

This was the first time Xia Tuo saw such a determined look in his eyes after he came to this world.

The human race still remembers the edge of the vast wilderness, there is such a land where the human race was born and multiplied!

Xia Tuo was not interested in what the two of them said at the moment. He came here just to collect the things in the hall and then go back. He is very timid, so don't scare him.

You want to go?

The long-bearded old man glanced at Xia Tuo and saw through his mind directly.

Let's go.

Come on, you always rest.

Immediately, Xia Tuo turned around and left, This place is too scary, let's go back and farm honestly, as expected, there will be no good results for opportunism.

Anyway, when the demon wakes up, the entire mountain range will be destroyed.

At this moment, a voice came from Xia Tuo's ear again.

Immediately, his pace quickened.

Playing hard to get, I've seen thirty-six tricks, destroy your uncle, I'm going back to the tribe.

...

The long-bearded old man stroked his beard for a moment, counting silently. He bet that Xia Tuo would come back after only three counts.

However, seeing that Xia Tuo's steps were faster, he froze for a moment.

Forehead.

If he hadn't been a smoke, he would have pulled his beard off.

He frowned, why didn't his plan work?

Shouldn't he be back right away, crying and begging for advice?

Where did this primitive man come from? Can't you understand the words?

It's over, after waiting for so many years, did I wait for a fool.

...

I'm going forever.

Xia Tuo, who made up his mind to run, suddenly saw a blue light flash in front of his eyes, and the phantom of that strong man appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

What are you doing, are you going to attack the younger generation of the same clan?

Regardless of other things, Xia Tuo went up and put on a big hat. He noticed that the two figures did not have much malice, but he was very flustered in this place where there were all bones and a gloomy wind.

call out! call out! call out!

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding gravel suddenly flew up and hit him.

I'm going, I'm really coming.

Shameless.

The strong man said indifferently: We have all been dead for hundreds of years, and our bones are going to be ashes, so we don't need to lose our faces.

boom! boom! boom!

Xia Tuo kept waving the sword in his hand, splitting the rocks that hit him into the air.

For a long time, most of the people he met were simple-minded and seldom scheming. Now he understood that it didn't mean that he didn't see it before. Some people are old and shameless.

I'm just the patriarch of a small tribe. I don't even have a rank. Whether you want to burn incense or paper, I'll do it for you. There's nothing else I can do.

Constantly knocking the flying rocks away, Xia Tuo saw that these two phantoms were intentional.

What did the Eternal Mountains look like?

Finally, the rocks stopped flying, Xia Tuo leaned on a pile of rocks, and looked at the two figures in front of him.

I only know of two large tribes in the south of the mountains.

Oh.

Hearing this, he saw that the illusory bodies of the two figures in front of him suddenly lit up a little, and asked in a hurried tone.

Tell me, is it a middle or upper tribe?

How many fighters are there in the Tianmai realm?

Is there a great wizard?

In an instant, Xia Tuo petrified, and his expression froze.

Quickly tell me, is it a Tianmai warrior with several pulses?

The strong man hurriedly asked, Do you have twenty veins?

Seeing Xia Tuo shaking his head, he seemed to comfort himself and said, It's fine if you can open up ten meridians. This can be regarded as a middle-level tribe, and there is still hope.

Could it be that you just entered the Tianmai Realm?

...

Seeing the fluctuations from the two figures, Xia Tuo was a little embarrassed to tell them the truth.

Without any imagination, he didn't know how bad the human race in the Eternal Mountains is now. He stretched out two fingers, shrank his head, and said in a low voice.

Two inferior tribes.

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