"Ji Meng Dongtian has a connection with the Great Apocalypse Royal Court?"

In the Yin Vein Cave Sky, Jiaolin's screams continued to sound, originating from the stinging pain of the soul, and there was no way to hide, constantly stimulating his soul.

"I don't know, I really don't know. ”

Jiaolin screamed in pain and kept shouting.

After constantly being tortured, Jiaolin's soul had gradually withered, and seeing this scene, Xia Tuo understood that he couldn't squeeze anything useful.

Through Jiaolin's mouth, he finally understood the distribution of the Border Wasteland Cave Heavenly Holy Land, and now the Cave Heaven Holy Land that still exists in the Border Wasteland is still left, and there are still six Cave Heavenly Holy Lands of Sanzhu, Longbo, Liujiao, Qinworm, Tianhe, and Wufeng.

Jimeng Cave Heaven was destroyed in the hands of these six holy lands, and as for the deeper reason, it is still a mystery.

However, the general context is almost clear, 10,000 years ago, the Great Apocalypse King wanted to ascend to the royal court and rank as the fourth royal court in the wilderness, and at this time, the Shadow Demon Domain happened to invade, and it was a large-scale attack.

As the king of the opening of the heavens, King Jingtian was able to ascend to the throne after several generations, and he was definitely a generation of heroes, but he was bloody in the sky, which has already explained a big problem.

The Great Yin Royal Court, the Cave Heaven Holy Land, and the Shadow Demon Domain have all played too many roles.

Sure enough, the water in the border barren is very deep.

These things are connected, and he can't blame him for speculating in the direction of malice in his heart, which really has to make people emerge.

"This guy is in your hands. ”

Glancing at Jiaolin's soul again, Xia Tuo turned around and left the Yin Vein Cave Heaven, the last value of this guy is to hand it over to Elder Luo to practice.

"Patriarch, I'll go back with you. ”

Luo put away the copper lamp and followed behind Xia Tuo.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm in Linghe's ghostly thing, someone has moved, go take a look. ”

Luo replied softly, followed behind Xia Tuo, and returned to the Great Xia clan land together.

In the summer garden.

"Master. ”

As soon as he returned to the garden, Xia Tuo heard a sweet voice, Xia Yu was still a child, and his small body flew up in the air after a few steps and threw himself into his arms.

He opened his big hand to catch the little girl, after several years of life, Xia Yu is no different from ordinary Terran children, the only difference is the two crystal clear little horns on his forehead, emerging from the fluffy hair.

"Where's your sister?"

"Shi Niang went to Tianhuo Dao, and the witch hospital has something to deal with, so she didn't take me. ”

Xia Yu pouted, in the past, the master would take her with her when she went out, but this time she let her stay in the clan.

Hearing this, Xia Tuo nodded, Xia Yu naturally can't go out for a while now, and the Liujiao Holy Land will not give up, this is not just a matter of catching a little girl.

Jiaolin was skinned and cramped, and with the self-proclaimed arrogant urine nature of the Cave Heaven Holy Land, he definitely wanted to poke Daxia into ashes, as for the cause of the whole thing, it didn't matter anymore.

Killing the people of the Six Jiao Holy Land is the greatest sin.

The legal principle in the eyes of the Cave Heaven Holy Land is that if I kill you, you will have to obediently wash your neck and wait to be chopped up, and even if you burst out of their blood at that time, it will be your sin.

This is a disease!

The little girl walked towards a valley in the tribal land, the valley was full of houses, compared to the noise in the tribal land, the atmosphere in this valley was a little silent, but fortunately, you could also see some little dolls running and playing.

In some parts of the valley, there are people with animal candles and incense wood, and the smoke is curling, and there are figures in front of the incense, prostrate or standing, with mournful faces.

The valley is full of remnants from the Jiulingbo Tribe, probably less than 100,000 people in total, of which the largest number is the Bai You lineage, and the least number is only less than a hundred people.

The former Nine Spirits and Nine Veins have disappeared, and the remaining people now know the causes and consequences of the ruins of their own clan, leaving only endless remorse and grief.

Standing above the valley, looking at the smoke and dust of worship, light smoke curled up, rising into the heavenly dome, and then heading towards the direction of the Heavenly Furnace Mountain, submerged into the Yin God Realm.

This kind of scene has nothing to hide in Xia Tuo's eyes, the soul shadow in the Yin God Realm, when it comes into contact with the fireworks after the burning of beast candles and incense wood, recovers from the sluggishness, looks towards the valley in the air, and gradually disappears between heaven and earth with peace of mind, and enters the reincarnation.

There is not one in the million Nine Spirit Clan, and now it is not easy to settle down, and no one is noisy about the placement of Great Xia.

The White Nine Fox has become the backbone of everyone, and the remaining Nine Spirit Clansmen have gathered around him, and everyone has understood that the calamity of the Nine Spirits originates from the Heavenly Mandate Totem, and the deceased people have become a thing of the past.

"Sister Qiao'er. ”

Xia Yu, who was lying on Xia Tuo's shoulder, had a glitter in his big eyes, looked at the figure that appeared in the distance, and shouted sweetly.

"Uncle. ”

Qiao'er came to the front of him, took Xia Yu over and hugged him, and looked towards the valley with his eyes.

"The bloodline of the Nine Spirit Clan is indeed extraordinary, only 100,000 people, almost more than fifty percent have the talent of cultivating witches, and once they reach adulthood, they will more or less use some simple witchcraft. ”

Xia Tuo squinted his eyes and listened to Qiao'er's words, speaking of which, the Jiuling Bo clan is indeed terrifying, and the Jiuling Bo is only more than a million people, and after being divided into the nine veins, each vein is only more than a dozen or two hundred thousand people.

But at the peak of the Nine Spirits, there was a scene of six Wu Sects being together, which is not counting the powerhouses of the Wu Zun Realm, even if it is placed in the current defeated clans, the proportion of the Nine Spirits Bo Sect giving birth to the Wu Sect far exceeds the average level of the wild land.

"Can the inheritance of the Nine Spirits be sorted out?"

"I went to the Relics Hall to see, the witchcraft inheritance of the nine spirits is indeed extraordinary, including the witch spirit wall, the witch spirit array, the transmission witch array, the teleportation witch array, the witch treasure, the witch weapon, yin and yang, space, and so on refining methods and mystical records.

The concept of refining a large flying boat also mentioned in it is similar to the idea of the catalogue you handed over to the Witch Academy. ”

Qiao'er groaned lightly, and then said: "But I don't know why, these records about refining the flying boat and some witch treasures have not been taken seriously, and they are regarded as sideways by the Nine Spirits. ”

"Let's go. ”

Glancing at the valley, Xia Tuo turned around and left, how the Nine Spirits Bobu used to be smoke and clouds in the past, these things are all in Great Xia, what Great Xia is going to do is the next focus.

"Elder Yin Hong is in charge of the Great Xia Witch Academy, but he is still a little weak. ”

After returning to the summer garden, Xia Tuo groaned softly and said to Qiao'er: "I originally liked Master Muddy Sky, but Fat Elder never returned, and he couldn't catch the weakness of Muddy Sky, so he dragged it down.

However, with the addition of this group of Nine Spirit Clansmen, plus the witches and wizards we have cultivated over the years, we can almost build a shelf.

At that time, if there is really no one to come out to dominate the witches, Qiao'er's burden will be handed over to you. ”

"Good. ”

Qiao'er nodded, not refusing, but the witchcraft she practiced had gradually deviated from the direction of carving, casting, and cursing, and extended in the direction of witch worship.

What she cultivated has also become the law of fate, and any living creature has carved a trajectory of fate between heaven and earth since it was born, and what she peeped at was the vein of this fate.

"Wait for the fat elder to come back. ”

Xia Tuo groaned lightly, watching Xia Yu run to the side of the young Purple Pole Thunder Yang Wood plant, take out the spirit crystal and crush it and sprinkle it towards the root of the tree, the spiritual power that the Purple Pole Thunder Yang Wood has absorbed over the years has long been unclear, but it is still like this and has not changed much.

The only difference is that in the roots of the earth, there is a huge amount of power, and this power is like a volcano, when it is brewing and erupting.

......

Linghe ghost.

Great Xia has been in charge of the north for decades, and it has gradually become popular among the cities and tribes in the north, and the Linghe ghost snake has become a legend for the nearby tribes and cities.

As his chosen place to cultivate, Luo created a cultivation formation in the depths of the Linghe Ghost Dragon, and he also did not prohibit the outside martial artists from entering the Ghost Dragon, of course, whoever wants to come in will have their own destiny of life and death.

Linghe ghosts, dark clouds cover the sun all year round, the ghost aura is pervasive, there are constantly hideous ghosts flashing in the black smoke, the yin wind is howling, most of the normal warriors will not come here to adventure.

In addition to the growth of some yin-attribute herbs in the ghost snake, even the stones are cold, and it is not warm to hold in the arms, and it is useless for the vast majority of martial artists to ask for it.

In the toppled mountains, the ancient trees that were once old have been eroded by the yin qi, and have either withered or transformed into cold wood, swaying in the yin wind.

Among the piles of rocks, a black-robed figure appeared, revealing a pale figure under the wide robe, looking young, but there seemed to be a touch of sickness between the eyebrows.

The yin qi is whistling around, and it doesn't seem to have an impact on the young man, and a few yin winds will be pulled into the body between breathing and breathing.

Yin Jiuzhu raised his head and looked towards the center of the mountain range, but unfortunately the yin qi turned into fog, and he couldn't see the appearance of the mountain range in the depths clearly, it had been five days since he entered the Linghe Ghost Snake, and due to his strength, he had never been able to reach the center of the mountain range.

The closer you get to the center of the mountain, the more ghosts you gather, and the more powerful you become.

The palms of the hands were spread out, and a small black tower appeared, and the surface of the black tower was depicted with countless figures with multiple arms.

As soon as the small tower appeared, the cold aura around it swept away, and the ghost shadow floating in the yin qi let out a hideous ghost roar, which was torn by the small tower and submerged into the tower.

After incorporating a few ghosts around him that were comparable to the combat power of the ordinary Heavenly Vein Realm into the small tower, he headed forward again, with his strength and the small tower in his hand, even if he encountered the ghost shadow of the Divine Hidden Realm's combat power, he would have the power to fight.

These ordinary ghosts of Heavenly Vein Realm combat power were of little use to him, and only the ghosts of the Divine Hidden Realm combat power could be of little help to him.

Holding the small tower in his hand, he began to walk along the collapsed mountain, and the leylines in the ghost snake were very strange, as if he had naturally formed a yin qi trace array, making him constantly circle around.

......

High in the void, between the clouds and fog, the figure of the snail is like a ghost, overlooking the below, cold and cold, as if it is integrated with this heavenly dome.

He quietly looked at the young figure below, his white eyes, and he couldn't see the slightest emotional fluctuation.