The First Thousand and Thirty-Nine Chapters of Daxia's Backer One Stubble After Another

Repentant?

The internal injury is serious, how much has this child been hit, is it that Dao's heart is broken?

Who can beat such a shameless person like this, Gu Ling has an urge to thank him.

"I won't be able to come here in the future. This is a life-and-death fight and a judge's pen. It will be returned to its original owner. I hope this time the prison will not sink for hundreds of thousands of years like before."

"Wait~wait~wait a minute, what did you say?" Gu Ling was dumbfounded immediately, and said, "tell me clearly, what do you mean, what do you mean by sinking for hundreds of thousands of years."

Gu Ling looked at Xia Tuo very suspiciously. He thought that Xia Tuo was just pretending, but the words of sinking for hundreds of thousands of years irritated him. This kind of ghost life is simply not human life.

He didn't seem to be locked here for hundreds of thousands of years without seeing the sun, and he didn't even have anyone to talk to, so he could only talk to himself.

"My tribe has been targeted by people, and it may be about to be destroyed. As the leader of the tribe, it is natural to advance and retreat with the tribe, and there will be no way to come to the prison in the future. As for the suppression of demons, forget it."

"Wait, where is the mark of the Jade Bird Daxian that I invited for you?"

"It's exhausted."

Then, Xia Tuo paused, and said, "It's not because I wasted, it's because the enemy is too cunning."

"My great summer is ruined, so the luck is gone. The jailers have been recruited. Without the blessing of luck, they can't come in here. It's your bad luck. I caught up."

"fart!"

The next moment, Gu Ling exploded directly, and shouted: "Whoever dares to cause trouble for my uncle, I will crush him to death, and I will arrest them all and I will punish him."

"Go to the big punishment!"

With that said, Gu Ling pushed the book of life and death to Xia Tuo again, and drove the stone drum towards the depths of the prison.

"Come with me, let's find someone."

Looking at Gu Lingyuan's back, Xia Tuo swiftly put away the book of life and death. He hasn't performed much yet, and this is it.

Sure enough, a judge who can't act is not a good patriarch.

Just as he was walking forward, a group of dark clouds and mist dispersed not far away,

A white skeleton was exposed, and he was looking at him with a smile on his face. The little fat man's eyes were weird.

"Senior Gu is well, you rest."

The sudden appearance of the man on the bone scared Xia Tuo into a shiver, but fortunately he reacted immediately, and then followed Gu Ling away.

"If you have difficulties, come to me. I am the most willing to help you, Lao Gu."

The voice from behind made Xia Tuo quicken his pace. It is true that he came to the prison to find helpers, but the bone-headed man was not in his consideration.

If he is really going to die, he will definitely send the person with the bones out, and then he will be turned upside down. After he dies, there will be so many floods behind him, but the problem is that he can still be saved now. He is afraid of getting the bones out. Finally kill yourself.

"I'm waiting for you."

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo ran even faster, and he was crazy to want to go out.

Follow Gu Ling all the way into a chaotic place deep in the prison, where the earth is no longer visible, there is only a gray air current, and there is nothingness and chaos all around.

In the pervasive dark air flow, there is a bag of earth floating, a pile of barren soil, it is a grave mound.

"This is the tomb of Emperor Gaotao's number one general, one of the guardians of the god prison, and one of the bloodlines of Emperor Shaohao's descendants."

Emperor's tomb!

Xia Tuo looked at it twice, and it was true that people should not be judged by their appearance, and the tomb should not be looked at.

That is to say, in the prison, if there are such bumpkins in the outside world, there are countless.

I thought so in my heart, but Xia Tuo's movements were not slow, and he bowed directly to salute. It's not surprising that there are many people in the salute, and it works everywhere.

The next moment, before Xia Tuo could react, he saw Gu Ling throwing himself down in front of the earth bag mound, and turned his head to look at Xia Tuo with his back to the earth bag, and licked a stick with his mouth. Fingers, apply to eyes.

"Lord Qingyang, the prison is about to be destroyed, come out and save your life."

"Uh~"

Suddenly, Xia Tuo was stunned.

Crying children have milk, and Gu Ling is using what he has learned, not only inheriting it, but also surpassing him.

"Ah~ Master Qingyang, please save the poor little one."

"It's too difficult for me."

"Help..."

...

For a moment, Xia Tuo turned his head slightly, he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

"If you don't come out again, I'll bump my head to death here, and I won't live anymore. Anyway, the prison is about to collapse. I can't keep Master Gaotao's last order, so I will follow Master Gaotao."

Gu Ling cried for a quarter of an hour, then suddenly got up, wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and walked towards the depths of the chaos without turning his head around the dirt.

Xia Tuo was stunned watching this scene.

Where is this sung?

After walking for a while, another grave bag appeared in front of him in the chaotic airflow. Xia Tuo saw Gu Ling spit again, wiped his eyes, and rushed towards the grave.

"Master Qingyang, the prison is in danger..."

Suddenly, Xia Tuo came to a realization.

just……

"..."

After another quarter of an hour, Gu Ling got up and continued walking forward.

Now Xia Tuo understood and admitted his mistake again.

Well, it's not Gu Ling's fault, after all, the graves here are all exactly the same, who can remember after such a long time.

"Master Qingyang, the prison is in danger, come out quickly."

...

After crying over ten wrong graves in a row, Gu Ling lost face and looked at Xia Tuo with a embarrassed expression.

"This... that... It's been too long, I forgot to bury it."

"Little Gu Ling, if you were smarter back then, you wouldn't be trapped in the prison and couldn't get out."

At this time, a hollow voice sounded, which immediately chilled Xia Tuo's heart, and the blood in his body, which already had internal injuries, almost collapsed again.

The chaotic air flow rolled in front of my eyes, and three tombs appeared, a round of clear and hazy blue sun rose from one of the tombs, a simple and mottled stone chain appeared on one of the tombs, and a growth appeared on the remaining one. a sunflower. ,

In an instant, Gu Ling jumped up.

"Junior Xia Tuo pays homage to senior." Before Gu Ling yelled out, Xia Tuo immediately reacted. It's not surprising that there are many people, this is all backing.

That's how our Daxia's backer is... One crop after another, without repeating the same.

"Master Qingyang, Lord Jinyang, Lord Shisuo, you really haven't died yet."

Kacha~

With the call of the drum spirit, the stone chains on the tomb bag were completely broken, turning into a pile of stone chips and falling down.

"Uh~"

"Little Gu Ling, you still haven't changed your crow's mouth problem, so let's kill Shi Suo." The suspended blue sun trembled, and an illusory figure floated out of it.

"I haven't." Gu Ling shook his head like a rattle, and then said: "You still have some breath, hurry up, the prison is about to end again, I have been waiting for so many years, and finally a person came, and a judge Inheritance, I don't want to sink down."

"Hey, with the blessing of luck, you look like a good boy."

As Qingri trembled, a voice came out, making the corners of Xia Tuo's mouth twitch involuntarily.

Good boy.

He is a thousand years old.

Well, yes, he is a good boy.

The ancestors have misunderstood him, so what happened to him becoming a good boy.

"Whoever bullies the people in our prison, get him." A confident voice came from Jin Yang's soil bag rising from the grave.

The next moment, the mound cracked open, revealing a round of decayed coffins. There were already large holes on the surface, and a sturdy golden figure could be seen lying inside.

"I've given you this golden day, who dares to cause trouble and smash him to death."

The wooden coffin stood up, and before Xia Tuo could react, Jin Ri had already flown towards him, imprinted on the back of his right hand, forming a mark of flames and stars.

"Okay, I'm dead."

Click!

Immediately, the cracks in the wooden coffin cracked again, and it fell into the cracked mound, and the earth bag was piled up again.

"Lao Jin gave you something, and I can't fall behind."

The phantom in Qingyang trembled, stretched out an arm from the haze, and grabbed the grave below, and finally pulled out a coffin board that was not slippery, with a decayed surface, and threw it to Xia Tuo.

"Take it, there is my imprint on it. Once activated, it can awaken the imprint I left between heaven and earth."

After saying those words, Qingri submerged into the grave again, losing all her luster.

After a while, Xia Tuo bowed to the grave in front of him again, and the seniors in the prison were indeed weird.

Then he walked forward, took a small handful of soil from the grave, and collected them carefully.

"What are you doing with this soil?"

"Go back and set up a tomb of clothes and hats, offering sacrifices every year."

"Well, Ben Guling read you right. The final will of these dead ancestors will completely disappear in the world after they are inspired. It is appropriate to remember them."

"The kindness of the ancestors will never be forgotten." Xia Tuo said solemnly.

"Yeah." Gu Ling nodded, walked out of the chaos, and asked inadvertently: "By the way, do you remember what they said just now?"

"What are you saying, didn't you just sacrifice a few ancestors, what else did you say?"

"Hmm." Gu Ling was very satisfied with Xia Tuo's answer.

Xia Tuo followed Gu Ling, and whenever he came across a grave on the way back, he would go forward to fetch a handful of soil, and then ask Gu Ling which ancestor's grave it was.

After walking out of the land of chaos, Xia Tuo and Gu Ling walked side by side, and he asked, "How powerful was Senior Qingyang before his death?"

"Very powerful, almost ascended to the throne, but finally gave up because of a woman."

"Lord Qingyang is indeed a real man."

Hearing the sound, Gu Ling looked at Xia Tuo, and said in a daze, "If Master Qingyang hears what you said, he will definitely regard you as a bosom friend, but you don't need to shoot anymore, and he can't hear it now."

After getting the imprints of two great sages, Xia Tuo finally felt a little more at ease.

He proclaimed himself king, this guy definitely provoked Dayin's nerves, who knows if there will be any moths in the future.

Standing on his own as a king, some people may think that he is too big. In fact, what Xia Tuo lacks right now is time. He has obtained the power of the original sun and the power of the sun. The department lives up to its name.

With the power of the yin and the sun, the opening of the Heavenly King Realm is basically guaranteed, and the self-established royal family is just a little earlier.

The problem is that he didn't expect Da Yin to pick peaches. Since he can't hold on anymore and he still has a little strength, let's go for a while.

While listening to Gu Ling's chatter, Xia Tuo thought in his heart, after this period of time, after he became king, Da Xia could truly stand tall in the Great Southwest.

Although he has the means at hand now, but the strength is not his own, after all, he is so short.

At this time, just when he was about to leave the prison, the man on the bone appeared beside him like a ghost.

"Little friend, the old man is always willing to help others. If you encounter any trouble, the old man will help you solve it."

The man on the bone was full of gloom, and the little white fat man looked at Xia Tuo with a smile.

"Okay, when the time comes, I still need to ask the seniors to take action."

"Okay." The man on the bone smiled and hid in the mist.

...

After returning from Luwu Prison, Xia Tuo didn't care about healing, and began to ask how the family's preparations were going. This time, the establishment of the Wangting was not only simple and appropriate.

When the Great Yin Royal Court appeared, the suppressed people in the city were breathless. The same name of the Great Yin suppressed the Great Desolation for more than 40,000 years. Even now, there are still many people in the frontiers who remember the name of the Great Yin.

This is not acceptable, Daxia is self-reliant, and wants to expel the name of Great Yin completely.

In the frontier, there is only Daxia.

Shit big Yin!

This time the establishment of the Royal Department, the grand ceremony must be grand and grand. In layman's terms, it must be done in the same way as it is pretentious. It must show the strength of the Great Xia, and it must be different from the past. It must give people an unforgettable scene, not weak In Wang Ting, this can bring people confidence.

I've been counseling for a thousand years, and this time I can't be counseling at all, even if it's a waste of money, I have to show my aura, not for anything else, just for the sake of breath.

Of course, doing this is also to bluff people, so as not to let people see the reality of Da Xia.

Tianlu Mountain.

Wuwu lay in the sea of ​​purple air, saw Xia Tuo coming, and hurriedly asked, "How is your injury?"

"It's okay, are you far away from death?" After bouncing Wuwu's head, Xia Tuo then asked: "The luck that was previously included in the jade talisman has not been completely consumed, can it be reintegrated into the luck."

"Of course, send it back."

Previously, sixty Dao Qingyun were consumed to refine the jade talisman for the perishing sea area. Xia Tuo's own was consumed, but other clansmen still had leftovers. It is estimated that about half of them would be left.

"How much luck do we have?"

There are one hundred and thirty-six flowers. "

"There are so many more?"

Hearing the sound, Wuwu rolled his eyes and said, "That's a lot. If you don't consume it, Qingyun's current luck would have doubled long ago."

"Is that Huanlong clan still absorbing the purple energy from the clan?"

"Of course." Wuwu nodded and said, "This old mole, I will take revenge sooner or later."

Xia Tuo said: "Don't be too late, let's do it now, and kill him when the grand ceremony is held three days later."

"What are you doing?"

Seeing Xia Tuo's faint expression, Wuwu suddenly burst into excitement in his small purple eyes.

"Is the remaining luck enough to kill this Huanlong clan?" Xia Tuo said, "I'm talking about everyone in this tribe.

The Royal Ceremony was done step by step, not unconventional at all, unable to give people an unforgettable memory, so Xia Tuo was going to play some tricks.

The Huanlong clan, the ancient clan, should be enough.

Wuwu was stunned for a moment, and said: "You curse the Huanlong family with the luck of the whole family, you can't pass."

"What happened? If you don't do something big, you dare to bully us. Use a hundred ways of luck to celebrate the cloud, and the ideas of ten billion people will ignite the fire of gas luck. I will burn this Huanlong clan to death."

"Aww~"

The next moment, the purple energy on Wuwu's body flashed, and it turned into an illusory shrunken Jumang, and let out a roar.

"Let me do this, I want one to fight ten."

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