The Strongest Tribe

There is a very large venue in Qiuyu Tribe City. At the moment, many people are sitting on the ground, talking and laughing with each other. Obviously some people know each other.

Of course, there are also Lone Rangers among them, sitting there with their eyes slightly closed, doing breath adjustment, as if strangers are not allowed to enter, waiting for the opening of the barter meeting.

Xia Tuo came to take a look, and immediately understood that this barter meeting should be similar to an auction format, a group of people bid, and whoever puts out something with a high value will get the thing.

He found a place with few people and sat down, and the deer sat down next to him, unexpectedly, the old man Feng Xian also sat cross-legged next to him, he didn't look like an outsider at all, as if he was relying on him.

Hey, old man Feng, long time no see.

A majestic voice sounded in the ear, an old man came from behind, walking like a dragon and a tiger, his black hair was loosely scattered on his shoulders, his face was wrinkled, but there was a kind of youthful ruddy glow on his face, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

Dongshanjue, you came quite early.

Feng Xian tilted his head and took a look, then smiled.

At this moment, Xia Tuo also heard the identity of the comer from the surrounding crowd, Dongshan Jue, the leader of the middle-level Dongshan tribe, and a warrior in the Tianmai realm.

The patriarch of the middle-level tribe seemed to be very familiar with the old man next to him. Obviously, this old man should also be a warrior in the Tianmai realm, so he might also be the leader of the clan.

Old man Feng is still digging the broken stones of the ruins. I still say the same thing, come to my east mountain, and you can choose the location.

I have long been used to going to and from the mountains.

Feng Xian waved his hand and said softly.

In the end, Dong Shanjue left, but he took a deep look at Xia Tuo.

This made Xia Tuo very surprised, and he had to say that a piece of gold shines everywhere.

An old friend.

Feng Xian turned his head and smiled at Xia Tuo.

Xia Tuo raised his eyes, slandering in his heart, what to show off, it won't be long, the young master is also a Tianmai realm fighter, younger than you.

Jealousy value 10086

God is pitiful, in the old man Feng Xian's heart, there is absolutely no intention of showing off, he thinks that since Xia Tuo came from that hall of people, how can there be fewer Tianmai fighters.

Seeing that Xia Tuo blinked his eyelids, nodded slightly, and there was no other expression, Feng Xian felt that his guess was more and more correct. The leader of the middle tribe did not cause Xia Tuo's mood swings, so he must have seen him frequently before. Because of Tianmai warriors.

Rumble!

Soon, there was a roar, the open space was already full of people, only the middle space was vacant, the patriarch of the Qiuyu tribe appeared, after a few pleasantries, he sat down with the leaders of several middle-level tribes.

The Great Elder of the Begging Rain Tribe began to preside over the Barter Conference.

I have to say that the Qiuyu tribe is worthy of being a middle-level tribe, and the things they brought out really made Xia Tuo covetous, and Ha Lazi was about to stay.

The first thing that the Qiuyu Tribe took out was the sound-transmitting witch talisman. There are two pieces in total, and they can transmit sound to each other even if they are far away from Chongshan.

Just this little thing, the Xia Tribe Witch Hall can't do it right now, it's the masterpiece of the Rain Tribe witch.

Unable to afford it, Xia Tuo chose to close his eyes and not look at it, so as not to get corns in his eyes.

This thing is very impractical, and fifty hybrid beast cores are needed, which is crazy.

The old man Feng Xian commented on this sound-transmitting witch talisman,

A look of garbage.

Xia Tuo could only look at the next items and drool greedily, and couldn't afford to change them.

There are a lot of clam pearls in the luggage carried by the deer, but compared to only dozens of beast cores, he came to the market to see if he could exchange for something that would be helpful for the development of the tribe today. .

However, the barter conference was full of high-end goods, and he was obviously a land turtle who had just stepped out of the mountain forest, and he hadn't adapted to the environment outside the mountain for a while.

Five years, five full years, how many hybrid beast cores have to be thrown.

Thinking of this, his heart hurts.

Suddenly, Xia Tuo's eyes fell on the four majestic figures in the front. These are the real organizers of the market, the lords of the four medium-sized tribes.

The four medium-sized tribes of Qiuyu, Nanshan, Dongshan, and Qinghu in the southern wasteland of the Wangu Mountains each have tens of thousands of people.

Seeing Xia Tuo's gaze turned to the four figures at the front, Feng Xian said immediately: These four guys are using the name of the market to discuss how to resist the northward expansion of the upper class Black Crow.

When the big monster abuses the tribe, when will the internal fighting stop?

Xia Tuo groaned softly, squinting his eyes.

Feng Xian's expression froze, and he stared at Xia Tuo with wide eyes.

You~~~

The borderlands have fallen, and our human civilization has fallen. Our tribes are independent in restoring our human clothes and inheriting our civilization. However, the tribes are still fighting each other. With the lack of inheritance, it is difficult to inherit human civilization.

Xia Tuo's face was full of compassion, every word was regretful.

Seeing this scene, the deer behind him was stunned for a while. He remembered that when the patriarch and the elder Xi of the Dafeng tribe met for the first time, it was like this.

After a few years, the patriarch made another effort.

Miss it.

Xia Tuo, with a sad face, looked at Feng Xian, shook his head and said, Don't say it, don't say it, it's just lamenting.

Feng Xian on the side stood in awe.

Hall of Humanity, Hall of Humanity, no wonder you dare to call it this name, it is worthy of the name!

Inheriting the clothes of the human race and recreating the civilization of the human race, this is a good man of the human race.

Feng Xian, who has been wandering in the mountains for more than three hundred years, feels that all these years have been wasted.

I don't know where the Hall of Human Beings is, but the old man wants to pay a visit to the elders in the hall.

Xia Tuo shook his head, his expression unchanged, and said: My ancestors have traveled everywhere, looking for the traces of the great monster. If the big monster is not eliminated, how can the inheritance be restored?

oh oh.

Feng nodded hurriedly, feeling even more that he was wasting his time.

It turns out that there are still so many strong people in the human race, working hard for the inheritance of the human race.

As a warrior in the Tianmai realm, he prides himself on being a strong man of the same level. Few people understand the history of the borderlands better than him. He has been haunting various ancient ruins and found too many fragments of ancient ruins and sporadic records. A lot of information.

Big demon.

Without exception, such a terrifying existence was recorded in those ancient ruins.

It was the big demon who caused the current ending of this mountain. Because of this, he became more and more used to wandering alone and disdain to join any tribe.

The little brother didn't come out just for traveling.

I can't hide it from my old brother. Traveling is just one of them. The more important thing is to come out and have a look.

Xia Tuo pondered for a moment and then said: To tell you the truth, my brother is not only the elder of the Human Hall, but also the patriarch of a small tribe deep in the mountains.

Seeing Feng Xian looking at him in surprise, Xia Tuo's expression didn't change at all.

The deer behind him was surprised, what happened to the patriarch, he actually revealed his background.

My little brother feels that the elders in the palace are looking for traces of the big monster everywhere. There are many little brothers, not many little brothers, and many little brothers. I want to find another way, and find a way to inherit the civilization of the human race.

So a few years ago, I gathered some scattered people in the mountains and formed a small tribe. I wanted to see if I could find another way.

What Xia Tuo said made the old man Feng Xian stunned, bragging, true and false, true and false, this is the highest state of bragging.

Lu silently sat behind him and gave his family thirty-two likes.

The patriarch, Zhenxiu, said that he, who had experienced it personally, thought it was true.

What the little brother did made the old man ashamed.

After a long time, the corner of Feng Xian's mouth twitched, and these words popped out.

Aspirations don't depend on age, old brother is still very young.

Xia Tuo squinted his eyes and said softly.

Tianmai realm fighters, come quickly to the bowl.

For a while, Xia Tuo didn't even bother to watch the barter meeting, and leaned against Old Man Feng, scratching his head and muttering.

By the way, Brother Feng, have you come across any strange places after traveling so much?

Hearing this, Feng Xian showed a hint of contemplation, and said with a wry smile: The wild land is so big, and there are countless dangerous places. There are quite a lot of weird places.

Look at me.

Xia Tuo pretended to be embarrassed and showed a hint of apology, and then said: The demon, who drinks blood like a hair, charms people's hearts, has a cold nature, is cruel and tyrannical, and everything can turn into a demon. I am used to hiding in the mountains and fields. This little brother is used to it. I opened my mouth and thought of Yao, forgive me, brother, let's watch the Barter Conference.

Xia Tuo stopped talking appropriately, he really couldn't make it up anymore, these true and false words were enough for old man Feng to digest.

Obviously, Old Man Feng's mind was no longer on the barter meeting.

At this moment, the chief elder of the rain-seeking tribe in the front is holding a piece of ore in his hand. The surface is inlaid with azure blue crystals, and it looks like water waves are flowing when the sun shines on it.

Azure water iron.

The best material for making witch soldiers is worth a hundred hybrid beast cores.

Well, it was unaffordable again. Xia Tuo was very sad. He really didn't know that he was a turkey if he didn't go out.

Shui Changdong!

Suddenly, a majestic voice resounded through the sky and exploded in everyone's ears, shocking many soldiers gathered around.

Shui Changdong, the name of the leader of the Qiuyu Tribe, who is so bold as to call Shui Changdong by his name directly.

For a moment, Xia Tuo saw the leaders of the four major tribes standing up, and the oppressive aura on his body began to rise, and there was a vague phantom of air flow like a big river surrounding his body, surging like waves.

call out!

The next moment, above the sky, the eagle crowed and howled, the eagle spread its wings in golden light, and the sky wind whistled between the fluttering of the feathers, hovering above the sky.

On top of the golden eagle stood a tall and straight man.

In an instant, the billowing momentum poured down from the sky, overwhelming everyone, unable to get up.

Shui Changdong and the three people around him glanced at each other, and then said out loud, I didn't expect the seventh elder of the Black Crow Department to come to my barren northern wilderness. I'm really flattered.

Chirp!

The golden eagle crowed, and the sound was piercing. Many people in the Rain-seeking Tribe directly roared in their ears, and fell to the ground with bleeding from the corners of their mouths.

A truly pure-blood beast, comparable to a human Tianmai warrior.

Shuichangdong, Dongshanjue, Qingshuiyao, Nanshanmu, why don't you go to our Black Crow Tribe to meet them!