Chapter 742 Go, Get Humiliated!

The magpie spirit stepped into the void, with the law flowing on the black and yellow spear in his hand, and a vague phantom riding a yellow dragon loomed, and the thick and vast majesty suppressed the sky of Tianhou Mountain by a few points.

Riding a yellow dragon, people are like gods, this is the ancestral method of the Que Ling family.

It represents a certain generation of the ancestors of the Que Ling family, who walked out of a powerful person, comprehended the Dao Dao rhyme of Dacheng, and imprinted it into the long river of laws. Since then, all warriors of the Que Ling family who practice the law of the earth can enter In the long river of laws, move forward again along the road that the ancestors walked.

This is what it means to stand on the shoulders of giants.

Compared with the big clans outside the region, the frontier wasteland is too far behind.

The Xuanhuang Dragon Spear pointed at the distance, and the breath locked on the old Shenhou. He didn't care about the words of the three little fish, he wanted the words of the old man in front of him.

At this moment, the breath was tense, and the three of Xunfenghou who were kneeling on the distant mountain did not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction. Their every move, even their mental fluctuations, could not hide.

"Master."

For a moment, Hou Xunfeng let out a low cry.

It was a pity that Xia Tuo was not here. If Xia Tuo was here, he could have dealt with it very well.

There are many reasons for the desolation of the frontier for thousands of years, but the Great Yin is definitely to blame, but so what?

Whether it was ten thousand years ago or now, for Da Yin, a little action can make Bian Huang sink again.

Hearing Xun Fenghou's low voice, the old Shenhou's expression changed, and the aura from his body gradually disappeared.

All his life, he had never lived for himself.

When he was young, he was brought into Tianhou Mountain by his master, and he practiced step by step under the protection of the master. As his realm improved, the master told him that the existence of Tianhou Mountain is to protect the monsters, and the monsters cannot be abused too much. , To protect the fire of the northwest human race.

There is hope only when people are alive.

He had also resisted before, from a young and energetic youth to a middle-aged man who had smoothed his edges and corners, and now that he is old, he thought he could let go of his burden.

did not expect……

"The frontier barren is the land of Great Yin,

Naturally, they are the people of Great Yin. "

In a word, it seems that all the strength of the old god is taken away, which is tantamount to denying the hardships of the Tianhou Mountain alone bearing the demon clan for thousands of years during the Great Qi Rebellion.

Seeing the hunched body of the old god Hou, Que Ling Wanfa spoke again.

"The desolate northwestern region, the remnants of the Daqi dead clan reappeared, destroying the stability of the region, you should be punished, and you will kill the dead clan."

After a word, the magpie spirit Wanfa flew towards the main peak of Tianhou Mountain and directly occupied Tianhou Mountain.

"There is also the northwest land. In the recent battle of luck, a Bo clan named Daxia won. Let this patriarch come to see him."

Two sentences, showing the understanding of the recent events in the Northwest.

Seeing the strong man Jiu of the Que Ling clan occupy the magpie's nest, occupy Tianhou Mountain majestically, and issue orders, the three Xunfenghou glanced at each other, stood up staggeringly, and came towards the old Shenhou.

"Master."

Three figures knelt down in front of the old Shenhou.

The old Shenhou patted the shoulders of the three disciples one by one, and said softly, "Go."

Hearing the sound, Xun Fenghou nodded, glanced at the two juniors, then nodded to the old Shenhou, and flew towards Tianhou Mountain.

He understood what the old Shenhou meant, and he wanted to find Xia Tuo quickly.

The strong comers of the Great Yin royal court were not kind.

At this time, the northwest land is still in chaos, and the bosses of all tribes are temporarily detained in Tianhou Mountain. If the strong man of the Que Ling clan has any intentions, the position of Xia Tuo, the alliance leader, may be overthrown.

The Que Ling family came here with the supreme power of the Great Yin Royal Court, and it was only a matter of one sentence to sweep across the borderlands.

What kind of bloodshed by the human race, resulting in resentment, can be easily erased by the supreme king.

Hou Xunfeng rushed towards Tianhou Mountain in a panic. The distance was too close. He didn't dare to take out the psychic pearl to summon Xia Tuo, and he didn't tear up the hole world, lest the Queling family be disturbed by the space fluctuation. The strong man had any idea, after rushing out of Tianhou Mountain, he made a big circle and headed north.

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Great Xia City, Tianlu Mountain.

A few days after returning from the Xinghai Clan, Xia Tuo sat in Tianhou Mountain to stabilize Daxia's family luck. After all, this time was too ruthless, taking away twenty-four Ziqi clan lucks at once.

The entire Great Xia is supported by three fortune pillars, or even in other words, the entire northwest land depends on these three.

In the world of purple energy of family luck, the three pillars of purple energy are shining brightly and shining purple light, but they cannot break through the hazy mist that permeates the world, and there are still traces of free black lines in the mist, which are the resentment of the dead human race .

Looking around this time and space, there are vague cracks floating on the purple air dome, not only that, but black resentment is constantly hitting the cracks.

Wuwu kept shuttling through this world, grabbing the free black thread and crushing it, but there was too much resentment, and too much luck was taken away, all hidden worries broke out like this.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a sound of thunder, and a purple and black thunder appeared out of thin air above the purple air world.

Click!

The next moment, the dome wall, which already had cracks, split open suddenly, and the wind blew up, and Xia Tuo instinctively felt a chill coming down.

not good!

"A Tuo, we are in danger!"

With a roar, the purple light on his body flashed, and he turned into Jumang, rushing towards the cracked world of purple energy, lifting the cracked wall with his body.

hum!

At this moment, Xia Tuo also sent out the order of Yu Tianxi, and went towards the crack to bless, and with the help of Wuwu, one person and one totem, the hole was barely filled.

"It's over, it's over, it's dangerous."

"We are afraid that we are being targeted by someone, and our strength is strong enough to destroy us. Only then will the scene of family destruction and fate evolve."

"Could it be the Holy Land of Cave Heaven?"

For no reason, Xia Tuo also felt a little irritated in his heart, and his ears were buzzing, as if there were many ghosts and sprites howling.

hum!

At this time, a wave of thought was generated, and Xia Tuo's soul immediately returned to his body, and took out the psychic skeleton.

"Patriarch, something is wrong!"

Hou Fenghou's figure appeared on the psychic skeleton, with tiredness and anxiety in his expression.

The old god was humiliated!

Great Yin royal court, Que Ling clan!

A groundbreaker who is stronger than the old Shenhou!

Come to investigate the Daqi Dead Clan.

Every word of Hou Fenghou's made Xia Tuo's expression ugly, and in the end his face was as gloomy as water.

The crisis of family ruin originally came from Great Yin.

It was still noticed by Da Yin.

Even if the Great Yin appeared this time, the focus of attention was on the Daqi extinct family, but Daxia inevitably fell into the eyes of the Great Yin.

Perhaps there is a part of the reason for the death of the Daqi family, but Xia Tuo thinks there is another reason, that is, Daxia has gathered the luck of the Northwest. With the urination of the Great Yin over the years, there was the Fengqihou tribe first, and then the Daqi King tribe However, Great Yin's strategy in the borderlands is to destroy whoever takes the lead.

Although Daxia didn't take the lead, but he gathered the Northwest luck, he already has the qualifications to take the lead.

Bastard stuff, none of them will let Da Xia Ansheng.

"Patriarch, what should we do?"

Salad!

At this moment, Xia Tuo lost his temper. Even if he was arrogant and boasted that he would travel through the crowd, but in the face of absolute strength, everything was bullshit.

Kill the strong man of the Que Ling clan?

Be ruthless, it can indeed be killed.

But after killing it?

If God gave him five hundred years of buffer time, the Que Ling family would be a fool.

But now, the Que Ling clan is a big mountain to him.

Looking at Xun Fenghou's eager eyes, Xia Tuo pondered for a while, and asked, "Is the old god Hou okay?"

Hearing the sound, Xun Fenghou was stunned for a moment, with a somewhat depressed look on his face.

This scene made Xia Tuo a little helpless, if only he was in Tianhou Mountain, he, Xia, didn't care about his face, so Que Ling could humiliate him however he wanted.

But the old god...

Disgrace to the Northwest!

This is really more uncomfortable than Que Ling's directly oppressing him.

There is no doubt that Que Ling came prepared and went directly to Tianhou Mountain!

"Patriarch~"

Looking at Xunfenghou's expression, Xia Tuo got up from Tianlu Mountain and said, "I'm going to Tianhou Mountain."

It's a pity that this guy, Fatty, went to Zhu Rongyu Wanjian Valley with Haohai God General, otherwise it would be best to take Fatty with him.

It seems that this time I will be cowardly again.

After getting off Tianlu Mountain, Xia Tuo didn't go directly to Tianhou Mountain, but went to the underground cave in the sky.

"Old Ancestor, lend me an amulet."

The old bastard raised his head and looked at Xia Tuo.

"Take it easy, without the protection of luck, your breath will be exposed easily."

"If there is something to talk about, let's talk about it. If there is nothing to talk about, I will take the team and go into the wild and ancient land to fight guerrillas."

"fight as a guerrilla?"

"Who is Guerrilla?"

"Guerrilla is a supreme method of warfare, which can be attacked, defended, advanced or retreated."

Xia Tuo replied lightly, this was a last resort, Que Ling was really in a hurry, he could only kill this guy, and then ran away.

This also has the helplessness of the tribe. He has tribesmen and relatives. These are the fetters. Those who are barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes. He wears shoes now.

Then, Lao Yuan opened his mouth wide, spit out a blue bubble and landed on Xia Tuo.

And Xia Tuo threw a psychic Nadir, and fell in front of Lao Yuan.

"If there is any accident, I will notify you in advance. Then you can always run away and run to the southwest."

After finishing speaking, Xia Tuo kicked the old dragon of the earth vein again.

"Old dragon, you can run too. When the time comes, go back to the original place and wait for me to call you."

The old dragon of Lingmai raised its huge dragon head, exhaling the aura of divine splendor.

"Don't worry, I know how to run away."

Coming out of the cave, Xia Tuo ordered to secretly gather all kinds of resources and make some preparations in advance.

Fortunately, the tribes of Daxia are all in the Wangu Mountains and Lingzhou. In case of accidents, they can only go to the old forest.

After doing all this, Xia Tuo found Jianling and asked him to prepare to recall Qingling and other close supernatural powers. If things changed, he would take away the totem pillar and destroy the teleportation array before leaving.

When a crisis happened, he no longer dared to take people like Tuoba Lie, Luyou Lianshan and others with him. After making preparations, Xia Tuo headed towards Tianhou Mountain.