Roar!"

The purple glow of the early morning sprinkled the sky, and in the void above the mountain city, a hundred-foot spirit dragon danced in the void, and from time to time it emitted a hiss, and the pillar of luck as thick as a pillar of heaven has now skyrocketed to a thickness of more than ten miles, towering into the clouds, shining with ten thousand purple clouds!

In the morning sun, the entire Guyuan tribe showed a thriving momentum, the voices of people were boiling, the mountain city was densely packed with people, the stone houses were lined up, the paths were secluded, and a team of warriors walked among the soldiers!

They carried swords, bows and crossbows, and arrow baskets around their waists, and several people were ready to go to the barren mountains and forests outside the tribe to hunt fierce beasts and polish their tactics!

The tribe's 20,000 warriors conquered the barren mountains and forests, with momentum like a dragon, but the Wushan Mountains lie across the barren land, covering an area of unknown thousands of miles, among which the fierce beasts are like a tide, the big demons, and the fierce beasts in the Demon King Realm are also countless, although the 20,000 warriors are strong, but in the face of the fierce beasts of the Demon King and even the Demon Emperor, they are just ants.

For this reason, Qingfeng asked Qing Song and other ten legendary grandmaster warriors to follow the battle master to prevent the demon emperor and fierce beasts from infesting the mountains and wilderness, fortunately, the Wushan Mountain Range is the outermost place within 100,000 miles, even if there are fierce beasts, the strongest is only the demon king level.

However, the warrior set up camp on the first line of Qingfeng Mountain in the Wushan Mountain Range, providing shelter for other warriors of the tribe to enter the barren mountains and forests, although some warriors of the tribe did not join the war division, but the tribe did not prohibit them from going to the Luolong Mountain Range, entering the barren mountains and forests to hunt blood and food, and hone their tactics, of course, this requires the clansmen to have self-knowledge and do what they can.

The busy tribe, there is a faint smoke rising, and there is a strong smell of meat coming out from time to time, the martial artist cultivates martial arts, and the consumption of flesh and blood is very powerful, and the most important thing that cannot be shortaged is meat, stepping on the morning light, the women of the tribe are making food for the warriors of the tribe.

Under the ancient mountain, in the open space, there are bursts of shouts and killings, this is some young people in the tribe who have just built a foundation for martial arts, facing the morning glow, under the leadership of the guardian elders of the academy, honing their martial arts skills and boiling their bodies.

Although their tactics are still a little immature, they have already initially exuded their might, and they have worked hard to cultivate and become a strong man who stands up to the sky and the earth!

Under the ancient tree, there are old people walking among the tribes on crutches, gathering together in twos and threes, looking at the teenagers who are struggling to swing their fists in front of them, smiling and closing their mouths, constantly talking about which junior in the tribe has extraordinary qualifications and the fastest martial arts improvement!

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The sun is shining, the eight hundred miles of the giant city lies in the endless ancient mountains, the black and cyan walls exude a cold luster, today the four huge stone gates of the stone city are all open, see thousands of soldiers standing proudly, their faces are red, wearing black black iron armor, holding war spears in their hands, or holding swords, guns and halberds, their faces are solemn, under the sun, a solemn atmosphere spreads.

Woo!

There was a majestic horn sounding, piercing through the golden cracked stone, piercing the sky, this is a middle-aged man, dressed in cyan battle armor, holding the Fangtian war halberd, in his hand, a war horn is dark all over, and it is branded with a mysterious beast pattern.

"Kill!"

Accompanied by the horn of war, the middle-aged man shouted violently: "Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Tens of thousands of soldiers raised their heads to the sky and roared, and although they were not very grand, they also had a majestic and awe-inspiring aura.

Qingfeng Stone City, on the towering city wall of the south city gate, several figures stand side by side, looking into the distance.

"Qingyan, your Taoism has become more and more profound, I'm afraid it won't take a few years to break through again.

"Lei, now is the best time for the Qingfeng Tribe, one day we will also open the power of the Heaven and Earth Splitting Cave, travel through the Nine Heavens, and pursue the limit of martial arts. ”

Qinglei chuckled: "I am also satisfied to have the moment, I hope my Qingfeng is getting better and better." ”

Qingyan smiled and nodded, beside the two of them was the high-level of the Qingfeng Guardian Division, their faces were filled with bright smiles, since the return of the Qingfeng Patriarch, the past two years have brought earth-shaking changes to the Qingfeng tribe, the strength of the tribe is constantly increasing every day, they themselves are the best columns, the Yuan Shen Venerable, in the original it was untouchable for them, but now that they have stepped into this realm, not only has their strength become stronger, but their longevity is as high as six thousand years, and everything is not impossible in the future!

Moreover, in two years, the number of martial kings on the bright side of the Qingfeng tribe has increased to more than 2,000, but they know that the eight battalions of the Qingfeng tribe disappeared, and the Tianwei formed is the biggest hole card of the Qingfeng tribe, 240,000 Tianfeng martial artists, tens of thousands of martial kings, and more than 3,000 Yuan Shen Venerable and above martial artists who have returned from training, all of them have become high-level Tianwei, and the Tianwei commander has cultivated to be only the second patriarch, Kuishan, Qingyu The two adults, it is conceivable how strong Tianwei is, and entering Tianwei has also become everyone's dream！

Today's Qingfeng tribe has developed in the past 30 years, with a population of more than 3 million, close to 4 million, and after decades of integration, there has been a lot of estrangement, and some newborns have been born, which has completely broken this blood barrier.

Purple mist shining faint golden glow, now the whole tribe in the purple luck is permeated, more and more spread to the mountain city outside the barren land, the ancient mountains, the barren ancient forest branches and leaves, the purple gas overflowed in the ancient forest, looking at the purple clouds, covered with mountains and rivers.

The ancient mountain range, which originally exuded the vicissitudes of life, became more vibrant under the irrigation of purple luck, and when you got closer, you could see the roots of old trees, bluestone flowing water, and some immature herbs sending out tender shoots.

This is only after less than half a year, and the entire mountain city has changed greatly within a radius of 3,000 miles, and has become a blessed place for cultivation!

"Everyone cheer up, the annual sacrifice is coming, and the major tribes have begun to come to my Qingfeng tribe to pay tribute, pay tribute, and participate in the ten-year event held by the tribe at the same time. Qing Yan looked back at the people around him!

"No!" everyone bowed down, time flies, and it is the ten-year grand meeting of the Qingfeng tribe, this is the Qingfeng tribe to show its strength, deterring all races, they all know that this matter is a big deal, no one dares to take it lightly, there are countless demons and monsters in the vast ancient mountains, and they will bite you at any time when you are negligent!

Of course, the current Qingfeng tribe is not what it used to be, with ten cities as the center and a radius of 100,000 miles, it has been cleaned up countless times by hundreds of thousands of warriors of the Qingfeng tribe, so that the alien race has nowhere to escape, but at the critical time, Hou Qingyan and Qinglei did not dare to be careless, this is the fourth clan sacrifice after Qingfeng became the patriarch, because they took the initiative to ask for it!

"Report to Qingyan, the commander of Qinglei, the patriarch of the Guzhu tribe has arrived. "A soldier has reported to them!

Woo!

At the same time, there was a desolate and thick horn sound, accompanied by the desolate horn sound, in the open space outside the mountain city, thousands of soldiers raised their heads to the sky and roared, their blood and blood filled the sky, although it was not very grand, but it was murderous.

In the bluestone garden, Qingfeng sat under the ancient tree, as the head of the clan, the affairs of the tribe were discussed and handled by the elders of the tribe, and he only needed to make the final decision.

Therefore, compared to other people, he, the head of the clan, is very idle, and in addition to cultivation every day, he just appears somewhere in the tribe and wanders around.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the Qingshi Garden, it was the Great Elder of Qingshui.

"Patriarch, there are vassal tribes that have already come, I don't know if we still have those to prepare!" Qing Shui sat across from him, "The ones who came are all nearby tribes, and they carry a lot of things, ten years of preparation, we should be able to exchange a lot of good things this time!"

"Okay, it's business as usual!"

Hearing this, Qingfeng nodded lightly, the development of the tribe is inseparable from sufficient resources, and the barter conference can be said to take what they need, although the Qingfeng tribe does not lack any resources at present, but who would dislike having too many resources, and for the major vassal tribes, it is appropriate to use some spiritual materials and antiquities that cannot be used at present, and exchange them for martial arts and martial arts classics from the Qingfeng tribe.

The patriarch of many vassal tribes, the strongest strength is just a martial king master equivalent to the strength of the commander of the Qingfeng tribe, of course, there is no need for Qingfeng to greet it.

Even the elders only showed their faces when the tribes entered the tribe's mountain city, and after many tribes paid their tributes, they were led by their tribes to rest in the stone courtyard prepared by the tribe, waiting for the barter meeting to begin a few days later.

There is a huge bluestone hall in front of the tribal mountain city, countless people are gathered together, this is the place where the major tribes pay tribute, and the tributes offered by the major tribes will be sent to the clan treasury after being recorded!

As the hall master of the trading hall, Wuyun is in the stone hall at the moment, and several elders and deacons of the trading hall around him are busy collecting the tributes of the major tribes.

"The Seven Elders of Qiyu, the Guzhu Tribe, have offered 20,000 spirit stones, 300 medium-grade spirit stones, 200 snow iron, and 500 thousand-year-old elixirs.

"The Seventh Elder, the Patriarch of the Volcano Tribe, Ning, presented five thousand pieces of fire ape skin armor. ”

"The Seventh Elder, the Nine Elders of the Friendly Bear Tribe came to visit, and presented ten pieces of the upper and lower grade spirit armor and three ten thousand year elixirs. ”

"Seven Elders, the Great Elder of the Xuansnake Tribe has come to visit, and he will present ten pieces of spiritual soldiers and ten pieces of Xuanyuan Fruit!"

"Youxiong, why did the snake come so early this time, wait for the good life to do, I'll take a look!" The dark cloud groaned for a moment, flashed, leaving only words, and everyone despised it, and wanted to say that it was impossible for everyone to oppose it!

However, the tributes made by these vassal war departments are nothing to the Qingfeng tribe today, but the tributes made by the vassal war department are the embodiment of the prestige of the Qingfeng tribe and an indispensable step, but the visit of the friendly department is different, although the strength is not as good as the Qingfeng tribe, but the etiquette that should be there cannot be abolished, otherwise it will leave an image that damages the honor of the department.

More than 2,000 affiliated tribes of the Qingfeng tribe in Dongjiang will pay tribute to the suzerain on this special day, and the ten-year festival of the Qingfeng tribe has also become a grand event in Dongjiang, and all tribes that have friendships will also come!