Chapter 179: I, Wan Gu Bo Tribe's Demon Covering Demon Iron Rider Wan Tianxing (Add 7 to Junyu)

Dozens of candles jumped, illuminating the entire hall in an instant, and the big pillars were carved with simple animal patterns, standing in the hall.

Directly above the main hall, a white jade stone bed stands on a high stone platform, the white jade stone bed is carved with a dragon and a phoenix, and the floating figure pattern exudes majesty.

A pair of pitch-black armor sat on the stone bed like this, on the right side was a pair of beast-shaped armor, also as black as ink, and on the left was a stone spear, more than a zhang high, and there were mottled blood stains on the spearhead.

Da! Da! Da!

Xia Tuo walked into the stone hall, came to the front of the stone platform, and carefully looked at this pair of armor, the face armor was pushed to the top of his head, and it could be vaguely seen that it was a hideous beast face.

This armor also has the beast-shaped armor beside him, including the stone spear, which is exactly the same as the middle-aged warrior on the stone statue outside the mansion.

Airplanes!

Then, Xia Tuo saw a black light in the hollow black armor, and an illusory figure appeared from nothingness, accompanied by a strong purple light, and vaguely he heard the rumbling war drums ringing in his ears.

The majestic aura made him feel like he was being threatened, this was a force far beyond the Heavenly Vein Realm, and the black armor sitting on the stone bed was alive like this.

The illusory shadow gradually solidified in the armor, and the exposed body was bronze, holding up the entire armor.

The appearance of this figure was exactly the same as the stone statue he saw outside the mansion.

The figure slowly opened his eyes, and at this moment, two brilliant purple lights burst out, striking out two beams of light in the void.

"Six thousand years. ”

The middle-aged man's voice echoed in the main hall, and the purple light in his eyes overflowed, exuding the vicissitudes of life.

Although the middle-aged man restrained his breath, Xia Tuo still felt a vast and surging power pressing on him, which was too powerful.

The pressure of Wei'an was everywhere, crowded from all directions, and he was almost out of breath.

"Where are you from?"

The purple beam of light fell on Xia Tuo's body, and the power squeezed around him disappeared all at once, making Xia Tuo breathe a sigh of relief.

The Terran powerhouse finally finished sighing and noticed him.

Now it's time to follow the steps, this scene is familiar to him.

"The seniors, the juniors are people who were born and raised in the Wangu Mountains. ”

"The most powerful tribe in the six hundred years of the Wangu Mountains is the Daqian tribe, which is a medium tribe. ”

"The younger generation can be regarded as inheriting some of the inheritance of the Daqian tribe, and now the tribe is also considered to be a middle tribe. ”

"The younger generation accidentally got the demon order to recognize the master, and over the years, he has also killed some little demons in the depths of the mountains, all of which are transformed by the blood and bones of the big demons. ”

"The blood and bones of the demon are incarnated, hidden in the depths of the mountains and wilderness, and live in the human tribe. ”

"Nowadays, most of the tribes in the Wangu Mountains and even in the Tuze Wasteland outside the mountains do not know the rumors of demons, and the family records of the Wangu tribes have long been lost, and few people know about the Wangu Bobu. ”

......

Lest the seniors didn't know the current situation, and before he asked, Xia Tuo had already said everything he knew like pouring beans on a bamboo tube.

After all, it's not a trouble to let the seniors ask!

"Great Demon Valley!"

In an instant, the voice of a middle-aged man sounded in his ears, and the power that disappeared in the next moment came again.

"You're so ruthless!"

Bang!

For a while, Xia Tuo only felt that his ears were already deaf, and his eyes were filled with overwhelming purple light, and he vaguely saw a figure sitting on the stone bed, and a purple wolf smoke appeared behind him, turning into a war spear, wanting to pierce the sky.

In this way, Xia Tuo shrank his body, waiting for the storm to pass, and according to common sense, he waited until the anger of his predecessors was over, and then he should accept the inheritance.

After a long time, the hall finally calmed down.

"Aren't you afraid of demons?"

A spirit, Xia Tuo reacted, and hurriedly said: "Seniors, juniors are not afraid." ”

The middle-aged man looked at Xia Tuo's appearance and became cold.

Swallowing and spitting, Xia Tuo felt a chill in his heart, what was going on?

The process is right, the next step is not to take over by yourself, the predecessors feel that there are successors, they need to enhance their strength, and the predecessors need to find the inheritor, hit it off, both are satisfied, and they are all happy.

"That, the younger generation is afraid to die. ”

I felt that my whole body was shivering, okay, Patriarch Xia was instigated.

"Hmph, I'm scared too!"

The figure sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, the voice of the voice sounded.

"But the nine big demons who died in the hands of my demon overturning iron rider, including six at the peak of the Divine Treasure, three at the Divine Realm, and countless small demons. ”

"The demon wants the younger generation to die, but the younger generation doesn't want to die, so the younger generation chooses to let the demon die. ”

Xia Tuo replied honestly, looking like I was very well-behaved.

"The demon order in your hand comes from my ancient department, but it's a pity that the border is desolate and sinking, cutting off the royal court, and the demon order has become an empty brand. ”

"Wan Gu is gone, the big demon is still there, this armor is for you. ”

"Hopefully you can live a few more days. ”

Suddenly, Xia Tuo looked at himself, is he so unfavorable?

Don't say impassioned words, just encourage and encourage, what is this!

Forget it, encourage yourself with two sentences, and it can be regarded as expressing determination in front of your seniors.

"That, the younger generation will try their best to live up to the prestige of the Demon Covering Iron Horse, and let the name of the Demon Covering Iron Horse be passed on to the border again. ”

"As soon as the name of the demon is revealed, you will die faster and more miserably. ”

"Uh. Taking a deep breath, Xia Tuo thought for a while and said: "Senior, the things in the city are enough for the development of the junior tribe, so keep this pair of junior ones for yourself, otherwise you won't even have some funeral goods, and you will lose more money." ”

"Haha......"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man burst out laughing, and laughter rang out in the entire hall, and the vast purple light rolled like clouds, directly covering the entire hall.

"Interesting, this armor is for you!"

"Eighty-one brothers overthrew the demon snake in one battle, saved fifty-seven horses, and hid in the cliff on the side of the second war, beheaded the big demon and saved thirty-six horses...... Seven battles to kill the big demon and save six horses, eight battles to kill the big demon four-winged fat remains, save two horses, nine battles to kill the big demon blue-eyed three-tailed green fox, all dead!"

"Senior, what is that ten thousand heavens?"

At this time, Xia Tuo subconsciously asked.

At this moment, Xia Tuo saw the middle-aged man in the beast face pocket, his face was glowing, his cheeks were constantly changing, his eyes, nose, mouth, and cheeks were intertwined like phantoms, and finally all the phantoms were fused and turned into the appearance of a middle-aged man.

"Eighty-one Demon Iron Riders finally became me. ”

A touch of desolation flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and his expression changed indescribably.

Cast the family of eternity, and go against the sky.

Ten thousand days!

This is the name given by the last patriarch of the Wangub tribe.

"I, Wan Gu Bo Tribe's Demon Covering Iron Rider Ten Thousand Heavens!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man got up, and under the black armor, a dazzling purple light was revealed, and the ancient aura of vicissitudes filled the void, manifesting a wisp of golden light.

On the black armor, illusory runes floated out, each of which was like a purple dragon galloping, shuttling between the clouds and mist.

"I'll leave it to you. ”

"Demon blood stained body, until death!"

"I still want you to remember that it is possible to live. ”

"If it is possible in the future, cut off the big demon and sacrifice the blood of two million clans for me!"

"Patriarch, if there is an afterlife, I will be eternal, Lingshi, Fengxiao, and eternal...... Dong Changfeng, Gu Haoyue...... Sheng Yu ...... Fight the big demon again with you...... Kill ...... hard."

Click!

Under Xia Tuo's eyes, the phantom under the black armor shattered like a bubble and turned into a little rain of light.

In every drop of light and rain, a black-armored warrior floated out, riding on a war horse also covered with black armor, the war spear in his hand pointed at the void, and the black hole in the hole burst out of the vast battle intent!

"Demon Curse!"

"Demon Curse!"

In a trance, the roaring sound was like thunder in the sky, which shook Xia Tuo's ears and roared for a long time.

The black armor, which was not supported by the battle spirit, fell down piece by piece at this moment, piled up together, and a sense of desolation permeated the main hall.

Xia Tuo watched all this quietly, took a deep breath, he stepped forward and grabbed the black armor, and a cold was transmitted to his body.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, one by one, witch patterns manifested and appeared in front of his eyes.

It is the cultivation method of the Demon Covering Iron Horse.

"Immortal Spirit. ”

After a long time, Xia Tuo's eyes shone brightly, and the battle spirit passed away, but it was left to him to inherit.

For a while, his heart was much heavier, he was not alone.

After coming back to his senses, he took a few steps back, bowed to the black armor and war spear on the stone bed, and then put it away, turned around and walked towards the outside of the main hall, and when he walked down the white jade steps, there was a roar like thunder behind him, and the sky was full of dust and rocks.

The hall collapsed.

Stepping on the smoke and dust billowing from behind, Xia Tuo walked out of the City Lord's Mansion and looked at the stone pillars standing on both sides, on which the stone carved demon shadows were baring their teeth at him one by one.

"Patriarch. ”

The movement of the City Lord's Mansion attracted the attention of the Xia tribesmen in the city, Qiao'er and Ju hurriedly ran over, watching Xia Tuo walk out unharmed, and couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Qiao'er tilted her head and looked at Xia Tuo, she felt that the patriarch Uncle was in a very bad mood.

Gently patting Qiao'er's head, Xia Tuo walked forward, this city has long been lifeless, and the reason why the Demon Covering Iron Rider has a wisp of remnant soul flowing down is to inherit the cultivation method.

This is one of the demon punishment methods of the ancient tribe back then.

If it is lost, there will be less hope for the revitalization of the border wasteland.

"How's the cleanup?"

Turning his head, Xia Tuo asked in a loud voice.

"I have already transferred a thousand soldiers into the city, but Qiao'er said that there are a lot of animal skin scrolls and runes left in the city, and I am afraid that the clan soldiers will be destroyed by their clumsiness, so I asked them to clean the streets of the city first, and light torches everywhere to light the city, and wait for the arrival of the clansmen in the witch hall. ”

"Well, remember, the things in this city are very important for the development of our tribe, and the first thing is to ensure the records left in the city. ”

After that, his eyes fell on Qiao'er again.

"Qiao'er, you are responsible for leading the wizards and witches of the Witch Temple and sorting out these inheritances. ”

"Got it. ”

Qiao'er nodded, her eyes rolled darkly, and she said to Xia Tuo: "Uncle, I remember where the characters on this stone wall are the same." ”