Chapter Six Hundred and Sixty-Fifth: The Pretending Longbo Man

Zi Wuxiao, who took the scroll, opened it and saw the contents inside.

He is aware of the affairs of the Ghost Clan. Although he, the patriarch of the Zidian Bo tribe, is a puppet of the Longbo Holy Land, the Longbo Holy Land still needs him, so some things will be told to him.

What surprised him was, what does Daxia Bobu mean?

trouble making?

I don't know what time it is now, but I'm still thinking about the troubles of the Ghost Clan.

For a moment, without thinking about other things, he looked at the man in the golden robe. There are direct blood warriors from the Holy Land of Longbo here, so he just needs to obey orders. As for the brain, it is better not to use it.

The more you use it, the more troublesome it is. Watch more, listen more and talk less. This is the experience he has summed up over the years. The guy in front of him is not a good-tempered guy.

"My lord, let's set off now, what preparations do we need?"

Long Yaoshi's eyes were ponderous, and the golden light in his pupils was like a waterfall, which made Zi Wuji's heart tighten. He has already known the methods of Longbo Holy Land these years.

This group of people doesn't treat people as human beings at all. To put it bluntly, they themselves are just a dog raised by them.

"You can see the deep meaning in what the Daxia clan said."

Regarding Long Yaoshi's words, Zi Wuxiao shook his head and lowered his head.

"waste."

Regarding this, Long Yaoshi reprimanded unceremoniously: "If it weren't for the usefulness of your trash, I wouldn't have been able to keep you."

"Yes Yes."

Zi Wuxiao nodded hastily. He has long been used to this kind of scene. The methods of Longbo Holy Land made Rang unable to resist. He could only hide the resentment deeply in his heart and dare not show it in the slightest. .

Long Yaoshi's eyes were flickering with ups and downs, and he was thinking in his heart. In his eyes, the Great Xia Bobu was no different from Zidian. What he really cared about was the Holy Land behind it.

In his opinion, the so-called Patriarch of the Great Xia Clan did this just to follow Shanhai Dongtian's orders, but what was the purpose of Shanhai Dongtian doing this?

"Come here, report this matter to the clan."

...

In the following time, such speculations appeared in both Sanzhu Dongtian and Liujiao Dongtian.

The mysterious Shanhaidongtian finally started.

You must know that they have tried many ways, but they have not grasped the secret of the mountain sea cave. The more this is the case, the more they feel afraid of this mountain sea cave.

The edict delivered by Xia Tuo this time made the three major caves all regard it as the actions of the mountain and sea caves.

...

Ivy Ancient City.

Among the vast sea of ​​clouds, the stone platform on the top of the mountain is only about a hundred feet away, and the clouds and mist are rolling around, and the white mist keeps turning into various vision scenes.

In the sea of ​​clouds, three figures sat cross-legged behind the wooden table, the ancestor of the spirit clan was at the top, and Xia Tuo and Fat Brother were at the bottom.

"I didn't expect to see the descendants of the ancient Tao Zhu family in this remote frontier."

The eyes of the ancestor of the spirit clan searched for Fat Brother,

There was a smile.

"The old man praised you, a poor man who was expelled from the clan."

It was rare for Fat Brother to be serious, waved his hands again and again, and said humbly.

Brother Fat didn't want to say that the patriarch of the Lingzu was also a person who matured from age to maturity, so he was just curious, and then he changed his voice and fell on Xia Tuo.

"I heard that Yu Clan Yu Patriarch and two members of the younger generation went to your Great Xia."

"yes."

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo nodded, there was nothing to hide.

"I didn't expect Patriarch Yu to come out of the mountain."

When the ancestor of the Lingzu mentioned the ancestor of Yu, there was a flash of solemnity in his eyes, which surprised Xia Tuo. The age of the ancestor of the Lingzu was enough to be called an antique in the frontier.

No matter how old the patriarch Yu was, he was only a supernatural power, so it shouldn't be the case for the patriarch of the Lingzu.

With a thought, Xia Tuo said, "Old Ancestor and Old Ancestor Yu are familiar?"

"yes."

Patriarch Ling nodded, with memories flashing in his cloudy eyes, and then said: "When Patriarch Yu was famous for Bianhuang, I was not in charge of the ancient city of Qingteng."

"What?"

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo almost thought he heard it wrong.

"Old Ancestor Yu has lived through three lifetimes. This is his second reincarnation. Because his soul was damaged, he stopped at the Supernatural Power Realm, and has no hope of being promoted to the Earth Opening Realm."

Huh~

Xia Tuo let out a breath, and at this moment, he suddenly realized that he had neglected a thigh, an old man in the holy realm, unexpectedly...

It’s okay, it’s okay, I still haven’t left in Daxia, I immediately hug him when I go back, and ask for this reincarnation... It’s a strategy for ruling the clan.

After chatting for a while, Patriarch Ling looked at Xia Tuo and asked, "Clan Master Xia came here for the affairs of the Ghost Clan?"

Hearing this, Xia Tuo didn't speak, but Fat Brother lowered his head, he was afraid that he could not help but spray Xia Tuo for being shameless.

He was ashamed to be with Xia Tuo. The descendants of the dignified Tao Zhu family were so depraved. Is it the distortion of human nature or the influence of the environment?

Say one, two, three silently in your heart, and start to perform.

In an instant, after Fat Brother finished reading the numbers in his heart, Xia Tuo entered the state perfectly in an instant.

"good!"

"The ghost clan is really too presumptuous. The wild northwestern land in my frontier was first plagued by the monster clan. After decades of recuperation, no one was provoked. The ghost clan slaughtered several tribes and cities one after another. Millions of bloodborn were poisoned.

I, Daxia, suffered greatly from this. As the lord of Daxia, if I don’t seek justice for those dead people, I will be in vain as the lord of the people. "

A few words were spoken by Xia Tuo, who was impassioned, filled with righteous indignation, and blushed.

"One, two, three, pat the table."

Fat brother lowered his head, meditated in his heart, and aimed at the wooden case where Xia Tuo was.

boom!

In an instant, Xia Tuo stood up against the desk, his body aura surged.

"It's just too deceiving!"

"As the patriarch, Xia Tuo will do something for these dead people!"

The sky wind was whistling, the sound of blowing was hunting, and Xia Tuo's voice echoed around.

At this time, Fat Brother restrained his thoughts, and when he appeared on the stage, as a member of Daxia, wasn't he just to take the blame for the boss and save the scene.

"Patriarch, you lost your composure."

Fat Brother's voice came from next to his ear, Xia Tuo suddenly realized, as if he had just woken up from the atmosphere, looked at Patriarch Ling apologetically, and bowed slightly.

"Senior Ling, this junior has lost his composure."

After finishing speaking, he solemnly bowed respectfully to Patriarch Ling.

After this salute, Xia Tuo did not fall behind, and another salute followed.

"My ancestor Mingjian, borrowing the treasure land of the Spirit Clan today, if I offend my ancestor a lot, I hope my ancestor will take care of it. If it is really rude, Xia will come to the door in person to make amends in the future."

Xia Tuo's gift was to lay a good foundation for the next thing. The purpose of coming to the Ivy League Ancient City was to borrow the power of the Spirit Clan. With the support of the Spirit Clan, the other three tribes could come here with peace of mind.

Choosing the ancient city of the Spirit Race as the place of alliance is not a random choice. Of course, here, his safety is also guaranteed. This is the premise, ahem...

...

Three days later, amidst the rolling clouds and mist on the top of the mountain, there was purple lightning and golden light across the sky, while thunder exploded, there was also a blazing hot golden light piercing through the void.

At this moment, Patriarch Ling didn't show up, so this place was temporarily lent to Xia Tuo.

The blazing and thunderous breath intertwined, Xia Tuo looked into the clouds and mist, and there were two hazy figures looming between the mist and mist.

Longbo people.

Still purebred.

It's just that the Longbo tribe seems to like to overwhelm people with power, and they've come here, and they're still playing tricks.

This kind of person, just two words, deserves to be beaten!

And most likely a beating won't do.

boom!

The next moment, a black shadow crossed the cloud and mist like lightning, and hit the hazy phantom in the mist.

"Bold!"

Then, there was a loud shout in the mist, the golden light exploded, and the man in black armor retreated back, and was taken back by Xia Tuo to the Wubao in the cave, revealing two figures in the torn cloud and mist.

One is Zi Wuxiao, the uncle of Zidian, and the other is a member of the Longbo clan, his whole body is golden yellow, like a metal man.

"It's the sinner appointed by you to hide my Longbo clan."

Long Yaoshi stood in the air, looking down at Xia Tuo from a high position, with a look of contempt in his eyes, his voice was like thunder, and a blazing sun seemed to bloom from his whole body, illuminating all directions.

Xia Tuo was too lazy to respond to this. He had been in the wilderness for so many years, and he really hadn't seen many guys who were so defiant when they came up.

On the contrary, it was Zi Wuxiao who interested him very much. It has only been a long time since the last Ivy League, and the realm has reached the stage of manifesting the holy. This is really eating Gai Zhonggai, or eating Sunny Sky.

"Asshole!"

Seeing that Xia Tuo ignored him, Long Yaoshi was furious and punched him down.

"Old Ancestor, help."

The next moment, Xia Tuo yelled disrespectfully.

"Humph."

In an instant, Long Yaoshi's fist strength melted in mid-air, and a cold snort sounded. Suddenly he felt a vast world pressing on him, and hurriedly restrained his aura, only to feel the terrifying aura disappear.

"I will take your life."

For this kind of pretense, Xia Tuo regarded it as a gorilla, it was too rare, it was a rare species rarely seen in the barren land, and it happened to be a rare and protected animal.

According to incomplete statistics, among the people killed in the barren land every year, the death rate of this kind of lawless, boss and his second child is 99%.

So you should stay away from such people, otherwise when you are struck by lightning, it is easy to implicate you.

"I'll wash my neck and wait for you."

The next moment, Xia Tuo said a word, and Long Yaoshi was stunned. Shouldn't this damn sentence be his words?

"Come and sit down, if you want to kill me, wait until we get out before moving your noble fingers."

Xia Tuo smiled and waved, signaling Long Yaoshi and Zi Wuxiao to sit down.

"This is the territory of the Spirit Race, and you have to pay for it if you break it."

"Say something quickly."

Long Yaoshi held back for a long time before saying something again.

"It's not busy, let's have a glass of wine first."

Xia Tuo was not in a hurry at all, raised his wine glass to signal Long Yaoshi and Zi Wuxiao, as if what happened just now had never happened.

Zi Wuxiao glanced at Long Yaoshi, but he didn't pick up the wine glass on the wooden table in front of him, and sat there cross-legged in silence.

Xia Tuo saw this scene in his eyes, and it seemed that this old man's life was not easy, but this was the best way, and his chances of success in the second step would be greater.