Chapter 682: The Northwest Wasteland Unity Front

In a clan hall under the towering spiritual tree, Mu Qingyun was sitting cross-legged and practicing, and he was the only one in this small hall, and he hadn't walked out of the Jumu clan clan a few times in the past two years.

Especially after Chuan Ling was born, his actions were more and more restricted by the Three Beads Cave Heaven.

Chuanling is his youngest son.

Before that, he had three sons and two daughters, and five wives and concubines, but since he married Sanzhu Dongtian, all his wives, concubines and heirs have disappeared in the eyes of outsiders.

When he first cooperated with Sanzhu Dongtian, first, he had no choice. If he didn’t surrender to the strength of Sanzhu Dongtian, his life would have been lost. Second, he also wanted to use the strength of Sanzhu Dongtian to lead Jumu to become stronger.

But with the passage of time, he found that things were getting out of his control, and Jumu had been completely reduced to a puppet tribe in the Three Beads Cave.

In the initial prediction, even if Sanzhudongtian needs northwest luck, that's okay, the general trend of luck is ups and downs.

The general trend of luck in this era was intercepted by the Holy Land, so Jumu waited for the luck of the next era to recover again.

As long as this opportunity is taken, Jumu will unify all the tribes in the northwest and lay the foundation for the Hou tribe. Since he started, after several generations of patriarchs have worked hard, Jumu may not have a time to rise.

Sanzhudongtian needs luck, and Jumu Bobu needs land. Let's do this at the head office. Everyone gets what they need.

But unexpectedly, he still took it for granted. He had no strength in his hands. In this alliance, Jumu was always at a disadvantage, and now he could no longer control the Bo clan.

Sanzhudongtian went too far, and now he not only wants to keep luck, but even wants to occupy the wasteland, but he dare not show the slightest dissatisfaction.

Only by locking himself in this small hall, falsely claiming that he is cultivating, and reducing contact with the outside world, can Sanzhu Dongtian not discover his strangeness.

Otherwise, it is still a question of whether his soul in this skin can still think independently.

"Who!"

At this time, Mu Qingyun's eyes suddenly lit up, the wooden hall where he was located was not big, and the slightest change in the atmosphere here could not be hidden from him.

"Patriarch Mu, you really don't have the slightest sense of humor, and you don't go to see your beautiful wife and young son for a long night, guarding such an empty stone palace here.

"

The faint blue light was faintly visible, Xia Tuo's quasi-primordial spirit was very illusory, restrained his soul light, and appeared in front of Mu Qingyun.

"you!"

Seeing Mu Qingyun's situation, Xia Tuo confirmed his judgment even more.

"The same are the people of the barren land in the northwest, and the barren land is the barren land of the barren people in the northwest."

Not paying attention to Mu Qingyun's surprise, Xia Tuo went straight to the topic.

"Patriarch Mu, what do you think?"

Feeling Mu Qingyun's aura gradually calming down, Xia Tuo nodded. Everyone is a smart person. In this situation, there is no need to say something so clearly.

"I have here..."

Mu Qingyun pondered, then his expression changed.

"Where are the Xinghai people?"

Mu Jiuhan went to the Xinghai Clan in person, and Mu Qingyun knew that the affairs of the clan had actually been taken over by Mu Jiuhan forcefully, and his patriarch had become a decoration.

"It seems that Patriarch Mu's situation is not very good, do you want me to rescue you out?"

After a short period of surprise, Mu Qingyun regained his composure. Although he and Xia Tuo also had a grudge, at this moment and at that moment, it seems to him that Xia Tuo came to him at the risk of being discovered by the Holy Land of the Cave Heaven. It shows that Daxia's situation is not very good.

Everyone is now a mud man crossing the river, unable to protect himself, so he is still pretending to be a wolf with a big tail.

"Just tell me why you're here."

"Patriarch Mu, I didn't say that the barren land is the barren land of you and me and many desolate people, not the holy land of the cave."

Xia Tuo groaned softly, and then said: "I'm here to find Patriarch Mu, Ming people don't speak dark words, and the Holy Land of Dongtian is pressing on, are you really so at ease?"

"Just you and me?"

Mu Qingyun's expression remained unchanged, and he looked at Xia Tuo quietly.

"Although Dongtian Holy Land is powerful, they are not without any scruples. They can still pull down this group of self-proclaimed noble guys even if they are willing to cut themselves into pieces. Just like what I said in Ivy Ancient City a few years ago, they also have something to be afraid of."

Xia Tuo also looked at Mu Qingyun, his breath was tense, and he would leave if there was any movement.

After a while, Mu Qingyun shook his head. He would not trust Xia Tuo's words like this.

"We can also make a totem contract and work together to fight against the Holy Land of the Cave Heaven."

"There are gods in Dongtian Holy Land, as long as a strong one appears, your and my uncle clan will be destroyed in an instant."

"Shenhou also regrets his life."

Xia Tuo groaned softly, a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

"As long as you are willing to cut yourself into pieces, the Marquis of God will still become the Marquis of Death."

"you……"

Hearing the sound, Mu Qingyun was taken aback, and looked at Xia Tuo in disbelief.

"madman!"

In an instant, he thought of Xia Tuo's method. The Holy Land of the Heavenly Cave needs luck, but it is also afraid of the backlash of luck. If there is a little carelessness, the Holy Land of the Heavenly Cave is in danger of being destroyed.

Therefore, what they want to cut off their luck is actually tantamount to picking chestnuts from the fire. If they are a little careless, not only will they get nothing, but they will also be burned to ashes.

This is also the reason why Sanzhudongtian encloses him, because he is afraid that if he is cruel, he will detonate a super luck curse brought by the giant wood clan.

As far as Jumu is now in control of several surrounding Bobu, once he triggers the great curse of the clan movement at all costs, Sanzhu may be in danger of overturning.

Of course, the cause of this matter is also thanks to Xia Tuo's few words in Qingteng Ancient City a few years ago, which made Sanzhu Dongtian afraid.

Xia Tuo didn't care about Mu Qingyun's scolding at all. He really did it when he was in a hurry. The worst result of inciting the Qi movement riots would be to let the human race in the northwest land fall into a low ebb again. At worst, he would start all over again. Just let the people farm.

Based on this, he came up with such a way to draw salary from the bottom of the pot. Dongtian Holy Land is not omnipotent, and they also have great scruples. The reason why the gods and powerhouses do not come out now is because they are afraid of the backlash of the clan's luck.

The Supernatural Realm and the Earth Opening Realm are not at the same level of power. The will of the clan has its own rules of operation. If the Cave Heaven Holy Land wants to be opportunistic, it must be careful. The higher the martial arts realm of the strong who appears at this time, the more likely it will be noticed by the fate of the human race danger.

Of course, it doesn't mean that Dongtian Holy Land will definitely be stuck in the realm below the ground-breaking state. Once things go beyond control, the gods of ground-breaking will inevitably appear.

Xia Tuo had no doubts about this.

But he won't really back down just because of this, there is no way to retreat in the battle of luck, no matter whether Da Xia is willing to join or not, now in the depths of the borderlands, he is in the big net of the fate of the borderlands, and he has no choice .

Since they are all contestants no matter what, why should they play according to the rules of Dongtian Holy Land? If they play according to their rules, Daxia can still end well?

Clan luck is a good thing, Daxia wants it too!

According to the normal means of competition, Daxia has no chance to compete with the Holy Land of the Heavenly Cave, so he broke the rules and competed.

Although Dongtian is strong, there is an indirect layer between it and the family fortune.

Daxia is weak, but he is a native of Bobu.

Without a fight, who knows who will win in the end.

To accomplish this, it is necessary to unite Jumu and Zidian, and he will also form a united front in the wilderness of the Northwest.

"How about it, Patriarch Mu, what do you think?"

At this moment, Xia Tuo looked at Mu Qingyun quietly.

"If you drag it on, you really won't have a chance to resist. You don't really think that Sanzhu Dongtian will continue to be the head of the Jumu clan after the battle of clan luck, right?

That's right, the successor patriarch is also your bloodline. "

Seeing the light overflowing in Xia Tuo's eyes, Mu Qingyun's eyes became sharp all of a sudden.

How could he forget the revenge of murdering his son and wife? People's hearts are made of flesh.

As Xia Tuo said, once the luck battle is over, it's okay if he dies in the luck battle. If he survives, the Jumu clan leader will not be him, but Mu Chuanling.

For a moment, Mu Qingyun fell into silence. Mu Chuanling was his child. No matter what outsiders guessed about this, he, the father, knew it clearly, and the child was his blood and bones.

However, the blood and bones are his, but the soul is not.

The old guy in Sanzhudongtian thought that he was hiding it very deeply, even Qing Ling had hidden it from him, but he couldn't hide it from him.

Mu Chuanling's body is a reincarnated soul. As for the ignorant soul that was born at the beginning, he has been swallowed up. He doesn't know who this new soul is, but it can be speculated that it is from the Three Beads Cave, and it is likely to be a powerful person. A powerful warrior.

"Make a totem oath to jointly resist the Holy Land of the Cave Heaven, and then discuss the ownership of the Northwest Wasteland. Before that, we need to work together. If there are those who are timid or not dedicated, their blood will be cut off, and their entire family will be wiped out. You and I will all suffer from reincarnation. Never to be reborn."

After a long time, Mu Qingyun came back to his senses, and said word by word.

"it is good."

Xia Tuo also agrees with this point. If you want to deal with Dongtian Holy Land, you must cooperate sincerely. With the guarantee of the totem contract, it is naturally a manifestation of the sincerity of both parties.

"Pay attention to the Black Dragon Clan."

After the two signed the totem contract, Mu Qingyun said aloud: "I heard from the people in the Three Beads Cave Heaven that the blood descendants of the Black Dragon Clan are all descendants of the blood of the Holy Land of the Six Flood Dragons."

With the totem contract as a guarantee, communication is naturally more open.

"Someone will contact you next."

Leaving a word, Xia Tuo drifted away, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.

Watching Xia Tuo's figure disappear, Mu Qingyun's mental thoughts spread out, especially after scanning the position of Tianwu Zhe in Sanzhu Cave and the bedroom in the back, and felt that the surroundings were very peaceful, so he felt relieved.

After a long time, he suppressed the wave in his heart and calmed down. There is no doubt that his decision was a little impulsive when the Patriarch of Daxia appeared this time, but he did not regret making this decision.

When the battle of luck ended, it was his death. He knew it was death, and if he left it to his blood descendants, it would be useless.

However, Sanzhudongtian is still secretly making troubles, and wants to completely take over Jumu Bobu. He has reached this point. He still has no reason not to fight. Anyway, he will die anyway. Naturally, he has to do something useful and try his best to save Liushang. Under the family property of the giant tree.

Mu Liushang, the youngest son of one of his concubines, Sanzhu Dongtian thought that all his heirs were dead, but he didn't expect that there was one alive. This is something that the entire Jumu clan doesn't know.