Chapter 651: Destroying the Ghost Clan
In an instant, Haohai God General, who had just picked up a two-foot-long spear, held back his strength with difficulty, and almost choked himself out of internal injuries.
This style of painting has changed a bit quickly.
Almost accidentally hurt a teammate.
puff!
At the same time, Xia Tuo slashed down with the Mountain and River sword in his hand, cutting off the head of Er Mingshi.
Boom!
Suddenly, the cloudy air exploded in the sky, and in an instant, a ghost was about to go away like black electricity.
Xia Tuo, who had expected it for a long time, mobilized the totem copper plate again to imprison the escaped ghost.
Live together!
Looking at the imprisoned Ghost Clan Messenger, Xia Tuo really wanted to tell him what it means to be brave in war. Xia has always been pragmatist, so it doesn't matter how shameless he is.
Besides, he was also injured.
Stabbing him, paying with one life, isn't too much.
He always buys and sells like this, and he is innocent. This time, the group buying of the Ghost Clan also gave a discount.
"Patriarch."
At this time, Haohai God General, who finally put away his big gun, came not far from Xia Tuo with a dark face, and shouted.
"The god general is indeed the one who masters killing and cutting, and his marksmanship is like a dragon."
For Xia Tuo's praise, Haohai God General still had a dark complexion. He had learned the brazenness of the Patriarch of Daxia, and he fought as soon as he fought. This was the first time he had seen such a style of fighting, which completely refreshed his three views.
But the thief ship has already boarded, what else can be done.
"Patriarch."
At this moment, Hunkong, Moxie, and Duan Hengdao also came in front of him.
Xia Tuo restrained his breath and asked, "Is the land of Yin veins underground not destroyed?"
"No."
Hearing the sound, Hunkong responded: "Patriarch, here is also the yin vein that was born from the ghost wood, and it is also restricted by the statue of the ghost clan god.
"
"Ghost wood?" Xia Tuo nodded, and then said, "That's right, it's time for me to make a fortune in Daxia."
For Xia Tuo's strange brain circuit, everyone was very helpless, but there was nothing to do, he had the final say.
The spiritual force swept across the mountains and fields around Lishan Mountain, and they had already been turned into ruins. As for the figures of the blood descendants of the human race, they had long since disappeared. There is no doubt that most of them had been eroded by the ghost race, and then spread and withered in the war.
"General, I will leave this place to you for the time being, and I will rush to the Fengtian tribe in the south."
"it is good."
After all, Xia Tuo and Hun Kong tore apart the hole world and left.
...
The upper-class Tianfeng tribe located at the junction of Qinghuai and Giant has now disappeared in the wasteland, leaving only a piece of ruins. In the center of the ruins, the fat man is carrying his small jade axe, sitting on the rocks, fingers Tapping on the stone surface.
The deer are divided into three directions by Lianshan, Huatianling, and Bashanle. Under the ruins of this land, blood grooves outline the four directions, forming a hexagram-shaped formation with each other. There are already blood and bones.
In some places, there are still burnt black traces after burning, wisps of ghost energy float, and the cloudy energy permeates the surrounding mountains and fields.
Xia Tuo came to tear up the hole, and it was not surprising to see the scene in front of him. With the strength of Fat Brother and the level of shamelessness comparable to his own, it is absolutely no problem to deal with a ghost warrior.
Even if he can't beat him, he won't die. Fat brother is so relieved when he does things.
"Yo, the patriarch is late."
Seeing Xia Tuo coming, Fat Brother said with a smile, and threw a black bead in his hand.
Xia Tuo took the bead and saw that it was exactly the same as the black bead sacrificed by the ghost warriors killed in the Lishan tribe.
"This bead is really a treasure. I hacked it a few times with a small axe, but it didn't break. It's quite hard."
"How about it?"
In response to Xia Tuo's question, Fat Brother spread his hands and said, "See for yourself, there is nothing that Fat Master can't handle with his hands. A few small ghost fish can be easily captured."
At this moment, Hun Kong had already begun to check the blood formations covered in the ground in the ruins, and saw a series of bloody formation grooves. In some places, there were bloody bones floating on the bloody water, and the smell of blood was very strong.
"I have seen the Patriarch."
Luyou Lianshan, Bashanle, and Hua Tianling came to see him. They didn't dare to be so casual with Fat Brother. This time they calmed down Tianfeng. The family law was split.
After chopping off the ghost clan's dharma face, he came to snatch a supernatural power first-level ghost clan surrounded by the three of them.
Daxia's strength made them tremble with fear.
"The three townspeople have worked hard. After the ghost clan is destroyed this time, the clan will unify their achievements."
Xia Tuo looked at the three people in front of him and said softly.
"Patriarch."
After inspecting the ruined formation, Hunkong came to Xia Tuo and said, "Patriarch, the formation here is the same as the one in Fengshan City. It uses human blood as sacrifices, but the formation has already sacrificed dozens of people. Ten thousand people are in a semi-excited state.
Although the fat elder beheaded the ghost warrior and destroyed the foundation of the Great Formation, the blood energy produced by the blood sacrifice mixed with the Yin Qi here has penetrated into the depths of the earth, and the nearby wilderness will gradually be eroded by the Yin Qi . "
Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo's spiritual thoughts went deep into the ground, and he could clearly perceive blood energy, yin energy, evil thoughts, and ghost energy, which were intertwined and fused with each other under this land.
The roots of some plants and trees in the depths of the earth are dying under this breath. It is conceivable that it will not be long before this area will lose its vitality.
"Yuanzheng, how big is the spread of this large formation?"
After pondering for a moment, Hunkong responded, "Probably within a range of one thousand to three thousand miles."
"Patriarch, here is the junction of two roads. There are few tribes, and most of the tribes around are empty, and there are not many people left."
Ba Shanli glanced at the two people next to him and said aloud.
"Luyou Zhenjiang, Bashan Zhenjiang, this matter is entrusted to you, the tribes and cities within a radius of 3,000 miles have all migrated to the two roads to isolate this place.
And build a sacrificial monument here, and I will let the high priest come to worship these dead people on my Daxia's behalf, so as not to linger and turn into evil spirits.
For those who survived by chance from the nearby tribes, some compensation will be given. "
"yes."
After giving the order, Xia Tuo looked at Hunkong again, and asked, "Destroy this blood sacrifice formation as soon as possible, and there must be detailed records and explanations, so as to serve as a basis and reference for similar things to happen in the future."
"yes."
Hunk Kong nodded, he was already used to Xia Tuo's handling of things, so it was not surprising.
"Elder Fat, you continue to sit here to avoid accidents."
Then, Xia Tuo tore through the space and headed towards Daxia City. This time, the incident with the ghost clan was safe and sound. The four Yin veins and blood sacrifice arrays created by the ghost clan have been taken down.
The takeaway also killed two ghosts of the ghost clan who were at the holy level and two who were at the magic state, but he had never seen the old ghost of the ghost clan who was at the supernatural level, which made him feel a little uneasy.
The most important thing is that the ghost clan formation was destroyed, but there are still many follow-up issues to be done. The blood sacrifice formation in Fengshan City, millions of people in Fengshan City who were upper bodyed by ghosts, and the two buildings built by ghost trees. Transformed yin veins, these need to be dealt with.
As for the Ghost Clan, it's okay to let him fight. How to eliminate the influence of ghost energy, I really don't have a clue for the time being. He is going back to Daxia City to ask the old bastard, even if he has lived in the water for tens of thousands of years, how can he sleep? Gotta know something too.
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Frontier barren northwest.
Zidian Houbu, family hall.
Sitting in the hall, Zi Wuxiao was surrounded by purple light and flashed with electric light. Behind him, a figure of purple light emerged, which turned into the form of Dharma God, controlling the method of Thunder Dao.
In just 20 or 30 years, he has cultivated from an ordinary divine treasure realm to a supernatural realm, and 60,000 thunder talismans have been developed, and he will soon be promoted to the holy realm. This is something he never thought about.
The once unattainable state of supernatural powers has become a reality, and he has also become the leader of the Zidian clan. All this is not because he drank too much, but the real truth.
Of course, you have to give something after you get some things. For example, the current Zidian Bobu is not the same as before. This place has become a slave clan. , have become the puppets of Longbo Holy Land.
Under the shroud of purple air floating in the sky above the clan ground, the Zi Dian Bo clan land is very quiet, there are no birds and beasts singing, no noise of people, only figures sitting cross-legged, with their eyes slightly closed, contributing their thoughts.
Not only that, in addition to the clansmen of the Zidianbo tribe, there are also tribesmen from Yuanshui, Dihuang and a part of the Yanshenbo tribe.
In addition, there are people from the upper tribes under the rule of Zidian Bobu. These people are elite soldiers and young people from the three big tribes. All of them are imprisoned in this purple world.
Sitting cross-legged in the hall, Zi Wuxiao closed his eyes, and a purple light bloomed between his brows. His spiritual thoughts merged with the purple aura of family luck that enveloped Zidian Bobu.
Rumble!
In an instant, Zi Wuxiao felt that his spiritual world was about to collapse, as if a great terror was about to descend on his body. This was not the first time he had felt this kind of scene.
Every time I feel it, there is a kind of chill derived from the heart. As the current uncle of Zidian, and the luck of the Zidian clan, generally speaking, there will be no danger, and on the contrary, it will be a little closer.
But Zidian's situation is very different. The previous patriarch, Zi Wuji, was bound deep within the clan. Keep the token.
Without the clan token, even if he controls the clan, he still cannot fully exercise the power of the clan leader.
Of course, if it is normal, this is at most a dispute within the clan. Even if there is a dispute, the clan will only be impartial.
But now.
A giant appeared in Zi Dian Bo's tribe. The family fortune was born from the power of the original sentient beings of the human race, and there was a strong rejection of this.
In the world of purple qi evolved from the Great Pillar of Clan Luck, five pillars of luck stand in the purple ocean, and there are constant thunder bursts manifested by purple qi all over the body.
Click!
When Zi Wuji's spiritual thoughts manifested in this purple air world, a purple thunderbolt manifested above the purple void, and fell towards his spiritual thoughts.
Rumble!
At the same time, in the purple world, streaks of golden light bloomed, as if rounds of golden suns rose up, blocking, swallowing, and merging the falling purple thunder.