"Hi~~ I found that your words are getting more and more cloudy. ”

In Xia Yuanzhong, the fat brother pursed his lips, reacted quickly, and said to Xia Tuo.

"Don't say it, it's quite vivid. ”

"After the Luoshui Bo Department fell from the previous generation of clan leader Luohe, there should still be a dragon in the clan, but the news about the dragon is not obvious in the northwest land, plus there is a large array of clan protectors, we don't have the strength to hit the door right now. ”

Xia Tuo groaned lightly, Luo had already sent back the news, he had already helped the old lady with the dragon staff, cutting off her way to the Divine Ability Realm, so that she would not have to worry about cultivation in the future.

In this way, in addition to the old Jiaolong, the real threat of the Luoshui Bobu is the high priest of Luoshui.

A crab has two big pincers, and Luoshui also has two pillars, the dragon staff mother-in-law and the Luoshui high priest, now the dragon staff mother-in-law has a broken future, at best, she is a half-step supernatural powerhouse, he was his defeated commander back then, and now he is naturally even more afraid.

It would be even better if we could cut off the path of the High Priest of Luoshui.

However, this idea is not realistic in a short period of time, the high priest is in charge of tribal sacrifices, and he is the person who is the most suitable for the luck of the tribe in addition to the clan master.

Moreover, the high priest and the clan master are very different, with the protection of the clan fortune, unless they do everything they can like the Linghe clan lord and come to a final blow, they will only be counterattacked by the Luo Shuibo clan fortune.

"Next, starting from the northwest of the Luoshui Domain, pull out the large and small veins occupied by Luoshui, and first break the calves of the big crab in Luoshui, and see how to climb. ”

After the two guys who are at the peak of the Divine Hidden Realm and have already entered the rudimentary form of the Divine Power of Derivation discuss, don't choose a day, let's start.

For a time, south of the Kunshan Mountain, the news of the reappearance of black and white impermanence spread, and the ore veins occupied by the Luoshui Bo tribe in the original Linghe clan domain were almost completely destroyed in a month.

Xia Tuo and Fat Brother made a move, even if there was a powerhouse in the Divine Hidden Realm, these veins were vulnerable, and their real purpose was to destroy them, so that they could not be mined again in a short period of time.

Each vein can not be mined by gathering some people, which requires energy and resources, and the mining of each vein has a cost, and it takes a lot of penetration in the early stage to produce it.

Fortunately, because of the scarcity of formation mages in the border wastelands, so did Luo Shui, and did not build formations on these veins, otherwise even if it was the most ordinary formation under the ground level, the materials required would exceed five thousand spirit crystals, which was not the usual maintenance consumption.

Besides, the garrison warriors also need resources to cultivate, and the scattered ones add up to a lot of consumption, so this destruction is also a big loss for the Luo Shui Bo Department.

Of course, dozens of large and small ore veins have been destroyed, which can be regarded as annoying the Luo Shuibo Department, after all, the mining system of these ore veins has been established with great difficulty over the years, and now the mine cave is destroyed, the mine slaves are dead, and if you want to dig again, it is equivalent to having to start again.

Not only does it cost resources, it also consumes time.

Just after destroying the ore veins in the original Linghe clan domain, Xia Tuo and Fat Brother went home, and as for the ore veins in the Luoshui old clan domain, they didn't do anything.

What Xia Tuo needed was to find some trouble for Luoshui, so that he would not stop, and when the destroyed ore veins in the west were re-excavated, he was ready to destroy it again, so that Luoshui's mind could be spent on rebuilding.

This incident also reminded him that in the future, the tribal veins must be guarded, and in the future, when the tribal array mages grow up, they will also establish a large array on the veins to guard.

Fortunately, the mineral veins in the current clan are mainly in the Wangu Mountains and Lingzhou, and there are not many in the Wangu Domain, even if they are broken, they will not have much impact on the Great Xia tribe.

In order to be a little more like, he and the fat brother also destroyed the mineral veins on the Ten Thousand Ancient Domains by the way, and a thief came out to catch the thief, and then the two of them went back to the tribe to cultivate, and it was important to be promoted to the Divine Power Realm.

......

Tianhuai City.

The huge ancient tree stands in the sky, there are countless stone halls and wooden halls above and below the ancient wood, there are many warriors coming and going in all directions, and the old man of the gourd on the street walks on the street with a big gourd on his back.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed since the collapse of the Kui Lei tribe, when he escaped from the Kui Lei, after hearing that the Kui Lei had been destroyed, he directly ran out of a million miles, and entered the Holy King Mountain Range to find a place where the aura was quite abundant to cultivate.

Now that the impact of the collapse of the thunder has almost subsided, I am ready to go out and walk around to see if I can find some opportunities, and the resources accumulated before have been consumed in the past few years.

"Have you heard, Luo Shuibobu is unlucky, and he was targeted by the big slave owner, and the big slave owner sent black and white impermanence and judges to shoot again and again. ”

"Black and white impermanence shot, Luo Shui Bobu can't shrink back. ”

Hearing the noise all around, the gourd old man was stunned, this water is a little deep, for a while he felt that the Shengwang Mountain Range was very good, and turned his head towards the east, and there were many opportunities in the mountain.

......

The western foot of the central part of Shengwang Mountain, south of Qingyang Bobu.

Two streams of light broke through the sky in the mountains, and a figure in front of him was wearing a coarse cloth black robe, and the breath on his body was undulating, and the strong blood qi rendered the Quartet.

Behind this figure was a young man in a black-striped battle suit, holding a horizontal knife in his hand, closely following the cloth-robed man in front of him.

"Leng Shanhan, if you really want to kill them all, you are not afraid that the Divine Marquis Master will come down and punish your clan!"

The black-robed man in coarse cloth shouted behind him, but with his shouting, he was greeted by a knife groan, and almost instantly, a sharp sword light pierced the sky, tearing through the air.

"Protection!"

In an instant, a blazing fire erupted from Huo Yanling's body, and a crimson tortoise shell suspended from the flames, blocking behind him.

Boom!

In an instant, the sound of gold and iron sounded, and the energy fluctuations that burst turned into ripples and exploded, and Huo Yanling was swept away by the air wave, and the speed was a little faster, but it was also hit hard, and the cracks on the red tortoise shell also deepened a lot.

"I'll see how long your flame shield can last. ”

Leng Shanhan's body burst into battle qi and followed.

"Hand over the Mocking Wind Monument, and I can spare your life. ”

For Leng Shanhan's words, Huo Yanling didn't believe it at all, and kept urging the battle spirit to escape, his strength was already second to Leng Shanhan's line, and now Leng Shanhan didn't make a dead move, just because he didn't hand over the mocking wind stele.

Mocking Wind Monument, the so-called dragon gives birth to nine sons, nine sons are different, mocking wind is one of the nine sons of the real dragon, of course, there are thousands of dragon species, the real dragon was left everywhere in the wild land, and there are too many dragon beasts.

But the nine sons of the true dragon are divine beasts that have inherited the divine powers of the true dragon, and each of them is a natural beast king.

This mocking wind tablet was obtained by him by chance in the bazaar under Tianhou Mountain, and he thought it was an ordinary object, but he didn't expect to be involved in a secret treasure.

He rushed to Shengwang Mountain from Tianhou Mountain, ready to find this secret treasure, but he didn't expect that the mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches were behind, and Leng Shanhan quietly followed behind him.

Both of them are registered disciples of Tianhou Mountain Shenhou, Leng Shanhan is ranked forty-three, and he is ranked fifty-two, although he has the title of registered disciple, but Shenhou has more registered disciples for hundreds of years, and the two of them barely have some reputation among many registered disciples.

However, if you do not comprehend the prototype of the Divine Power, it is impossible to receive the attention of the Divine Marquis, and if you do not advance to the Divine Power Realm, you are not qualified to become the descendant disciple of the Divine Marquis.

"Since you don't know how to lift, don't blame me for being rude, if you don't say it, I have a way for you to say it. ”

Leng Shanhan's expression became more and more cold, and he happened to see a broken miscellaneous book from the corner of the Tianhou Mountain Martial Palace, and he didn't know when which senior recorded it.

Among them, a real dragon blood stele mocking wind stele was recorded, but I didn't expect my chance to be so good, and I accidentally saw this stele in Huo Yanling's hands.

Although the two of them are both registered disciples of Shenhou, in fact, the relationship between the registered disciples is not very harmonious, there are so many registered disciples of Shenhou, they all want to get the attention of Shenhou, but Shenhou has been in retreat for decades at a time, and even if he is out of the customs, most of his attention is on the disciples who are passing on to him.

Airplanes!

After speaking, a small black tower appeared in Leng Shanhan's hand, and the surface of the tower was engraved with figures with arms and arms, and then the small tower volleyed towards the Huoyan Ling Cover.

"Thousand-Hand Soul Eater Tower!"

Black phantoms appeared around the small black tower, each with several arms, and all of them combined danced with a thousand hands.

After seeing this small tower, Huo Yanling was suddenly shocked.

"How could you have such a vicious witch weapon? ”

However, as soon as the words fell, the Thousand Hands Soul Devouring Tower had already fallen, and for a while, Huo Yanling's whole body seemed to be grabbed by thousands of big hands, and he couldn't move, and his soul seemed to be torn out of his body.

Leng Shanhan walked in front of Huo Yanling, who was suppressed by the Thousand Hands Soul Devouring Tower, and played a magic trick in his hand, and suddenly one illusory big hand after another began to drill towards Huo Yanling's body.

"Ah~~~"

The pain in his soul made Huo Yanling's face distorted, and a pair of eyes stared at Leng Shanhan, and a touch of resentment burst out.

Thundered!

"Town!"

Feeling the tremor of the Thousand-Hand Soul Devouring Tower, Leng Shan hurriedly played the magic trick, and the fourfold chain derived from the void and fell downward.

Click!

However, the falling chains shattered in an instant, and Huo Yanling's body exploded with a roar, and the gods opened one by one like a torrent, igniting a raging flame, and a scorching heat overturned the soul tower.

Shout!

Immediately afterwards, a black light rushed out of the flames, and in an instant, a figure with a dragon head like a lion and tiger manifested from the black light, rising to the top of the sky, and the dragon roared and shook the sky.

Thundered!

In an instant, this mountain field also trembled, the earth shook the mountains, the dragon chanted through the sky, and the light of Qingyun was derived, washing thousands of miles of mountains and fields in an instant.

Aang!

Rui Qi drooped down, enveloping the mountains and forests, and the roar of the dragon in the mountains sounded, one after another, resounding through the nine realms, and faintly nine earth-colored dragons rose from the nine mountain ranges.