Chapter 352: The Difficulty of Linghe

It's no wonder that Xia Tuo is cautious, in fact, if he has the strength, he will do the same, kill the leader of the hostile forces, this method of beheading, how much trouble can be saved, why not do it.

At the moment, as a weak party, he is very self-aware of himself, and it is best not to have such a thing happen, even if he lives the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, once it really happens, he will cry without crying.

"Wait. ”

After thinking about it, he continued: "I won't bring the cavalry anymore, just me and the fat elder, our Great Xia tribe is weak and weak, and everyone knows it." ”

He and the fat brother didn't drag down and ran faster.

......

After arranging, the two of them left the Wangu Mountain Range and headed towards the Linghe Clan.

"Linghe has retreated to Lingyang Mountain all these years, and all the tribes dare not dare to come forward to enter Lingyang Mountain, they are all afraid of trapped beasts, I heard that there is a witch array in Lingyang Mountain?"

Xia Tuo said, he and the fat brother walked towards the southwest, not in a hurry at all.

"That's right, it's called the Mountain and Water Wind Array, which is dominated by the three mysteries of earth, water, and wind, and can be derived into a triple killing array, ranking on the top of the ground level, even if it is a divine power realm, it is not pleasing to break into. ”

The fat brother said it easily, and he already knew all about it.

"I heard that this big array was dug out of a tribal monument when Ling He established the clan, and it was originally a heavenly formation, but Ling He didn't have the ability to go home and didn't completely repair it. ”

"Why can't we dig up treasures from the ancient ruins?" Hearing this, Xia Tuo thought of the guys in his own gleaning hall, who had dug up several tribal relics in the ancient region in the past ten years, all of which belonged to small tribes.

Thinking of the little formation inheritance in his family, he, the patriarch, felt stumbled.

......

Lingyang Mountain.

Once the clan land of the Linghe Bo tribe in the northwest region, the mountains and rivers depend on each other, the Linghe River in front of Lingyang Mountain is rolling, the grass and trees in the mountains are verdant, the purple gas is majestic, and it is full of vitality.

Up to now, Lingyang Mountain is filled with a dark mist, the water in the Linghe River outside the mountain is black, exuding bursts of rancid smell, and there is no crisp bird cry in the mountain.

Lingyang Mountain, a radius of 800 miles, is as silent as a dead land, and occasionally you can see a figure walking in the mountain, but it is still quiet.

Lingyang Peak in the center of Lingyang Mountain, this is the core area of Linghe Bobu, it is noon at this time, the sun covers the earth, but it can't dispel the chill here.

In the hall of Linghe, there is a wisp of rich demonic energy, in front of the door are two demon generals like a big ape, on the stone bed in the hall, there are nine fox heads on the demon uncle, the eyes of the nine heads are squinted, as if they are taking a nap.

"My lord. ”

Outside the main hall came the figure of a sharp-beaked monkey, half-kneeling on the ground.

"The big array is completely in hand, and even if the Terran Realm powerhouse attacks Lingyang Mountain, it can drag on for a day or two. ”

Chang Ling groaned softly, and the words fell, quietly waiting for the silent figure above.

After a long time, the narrow eyes of the skull lying above opened and closed, bursting with a strange purple light, and he got up and walked towards the outside of the main hall, into a cave deep in the mountains.

The cave is at the foot of Lingyang Peak, there are still piles of rocks at the entrance of the cave, and there are messy excavation marks on the cave wall, which are obviously newly excavated.

Purple light glowed on her four feet, and her whole body stepped one foot off the ground, and the water stains that appeared in the ground in the cave were not stained at all.

The cave is very deep, the more you go to the depths, the colder, more bloody aura becomes, the stone walls on both sides are inlaid with heads, and the heavenly spirits open and burn with flames, dispelling the darkness in the cave.

At the end of the cave is a large cave, and the ground and the surrounding walls are carved with curved witch patterns, intertwined like eyes.

In the cave, the bloody qi filled the nose, and the demons who were like apes were busy, they were either holding a three-foot-sized crystal blood stone in their arms, or they were busy pouring a pool of blood water into the holes dug out around them, and then they stimulated the demon patterns and bloomed with brilliant blood light.

Turning a blind eye to this, he walked towards the stone chamber dug out separately in the deepest part of the cave, compared to the messy outside, the stone chamber seemed to be much quieter, and there were animal bones standing on them, which were carved with demon patterns.

The pillar of animal bones was one foot high, ten in total, and each of them was chained with a figure, and not only that, but there were also two hooks like a crescent moon stretched out from the pillar of animal bones, piercing the shoulders from the back and hooking everyone's shoulders.

The ten pillars were locked by the elders of the Linghe Bobu and other high-ranking people, and on the largest bone pillar in the middle was the Linghe clan master, an old man with a gray beard, his face was full of wrinkles, and his breath was free.

On both sides of the Linghe clan lord were the Great Elder and the High Priest, and beyond that, there were Linghe Gongzi and other elders, all of whom were all in this cave.

The Linghe clan lord came close, his narrow eyes narrowed, and he looked at the Linghe clan lord with his head down.

"Have you figured it out?"

The immature child's voice sounded, pouring into the ears of the Linghe clan master, the old man's body trembled slightly, struggling with his body, and the beast bone scimitar that penetrated his shoulders bloomed with bewitching purple lines, stimulating his whole body like purple electricity, making him unable to lift the slightest blood in his body.

Not only that, but in his spiritual world, there is also a rune suppression like a nine-tailed fox.

"Phew~~"

A mouthful of blood spat out, and the hoarse voice of the Linghe clan lord sounded, and there was no look in his eyes.

"Shemales are not separated, kill my race, destroy my tribe~~~"

"You have to understand, even if I don't come, your tribe won't be able to last long, the human race has always liked infighting, and when Ling He is weak, he will become fat in the eyes of the surrounding tribes, and they all want to pounce on it and take a bite. ”

He continued softly, "I can let you re-establish a clan on this land, let you take revenge, and destroy all the tribes that have bad intentions towards Ling He. ”

"Phew~~"

Another mouthful of blood spat out.

Burst!

There was an invisible barrier in front of it, blocking the blood and water, and its eyes showed a touch of fierceness.

"Stubborn, if you continue like this, not only will you die, but your people won't even have a chance to be reincarnated. ”

At this moment, the eyes of the Linghe Clan Lord were closed, as if he had passed out now.

"Find death, I will fulfill you. ”

After saying that, two purple rays of light burst out of his eyes, intertwined and formed into a demon talisman, which fell on the Linghe clan master.

"Ah~~~"

In an instant, the Linghe clan lord twitched all over, his wrinkled face was as hideous as a ghost, and the Fu culture in the spiritual world tore his soul for the sake of a leech demon shadow.

This kind of pain can't be avoided, even if it's a supernatural realm, it's hard to bear.

Watching the Linghe Clan Lord twitch on the white bone pillar, the white bone scimitar piercing both shoulders and constantly cutting the blood and bones, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes.

The human race in front of him is really hard bones, and it has been grinding here for nearly ten years, and it still refuses to surrender to him.

"Slaughter~~My clan~~~, kill~~My son~~ Min......"

The words of the Linghe clan lord were already indistinct, although he was in the Divine Power Realm, he was the weakest one among the Northwest Zhubo clan masters, but he was only a heavy in the Divine Power Realm, and he had lived for nearly a thousand years.

As a supernatural realm, he originally had five or six hundred years to live at his age, but he was cursed when he was promoted to the supernatural realm in his early years, and he spent a lot of life in order to smooth out the curse, and he also lost the opportunity to go further.

In addition, the Linghebo tribe was in decline, and the wisps were hit hard, he was exhausted, and his mind was further affected.

The tribal clan luck fell, and he was injured and injured, otherwise the big demon in front of him would not have had a chance to enter the Linghe clan.

Airplanes!

Seeing that the Linghe clan lord was still shouting, he knocked down the demon talisman again, aggravating the torture of the Linghe clan lord in front of him, since he came to the border wasteland, this was the first time he had seen such a tough human race.

"My lord, there is movement outside the mountain. ”

At this time, Chang Ling's voice came from outside the stone room, and his narrow eyes glanced at the Linghe Clan Lord fiercely, and turned around and walked out.

Woo~~ah~~

The Linghe Clan Lord, whose body was full of demon patterns and suffered double pain in his soul and body, spat blood from the corners of his mouth, and he was already inhuman.

His eyes looked at the beast bone pillars standing around him, and every figure was already lifeless, including his bloodline and the elders of the clan, none of whom could withstand the torture of the big demon.

Under the cloak of hair, looking at the departing scorpion, a pair of eyes flashed with resentment, and then disappeared in a flash, returning to that lifeless appearance.

......

To the northeast of Lingyang Mountain, on a low hillside, Xia Tuo looked at the mountain range shrouded in dark clouds and let out a long sigh.

"The roof leak happened to be rainy. He groaned softly, and then added, "Misfortune is not a one-way street. ”

Dignified and undignified, such a situation, it is sad and sad.

The two sentences perfectly interpret the current Linghe Bobu, and it can even be said that there is no Linghe Bobu in the northwest anymore.

"Things are impermanent, and ups and downs are normal. The fat brother then replied, as a descendant of the ancient clan, inherited through the ages, he really has never tasted the ruin of the clan.

"The point is that the Ling River is up and down...... Finish. ”

Dark clouds shrouded the Eight Hundred Miles Mountain Range, the purple qi had already disappeared at all, the phantom of the totem god disappeared, and Ling He fell this time, he really couldn't get up.

"We're waiting to see who's coming. ”

Xia Tuo didn't plan to go to Lingyang Mountain, he was going to wait and see who arrived.

Roar!

Above the sky, a beast roar sounded, accompanied by the thunder falling like a thunderous drum in the sky, a cow surrounded by purple lightning and silver light, every time it fell, it spanned hundreds of miles away, just now in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared close.

"Xia Clan Lord. ”

On top of Kui Niu, Kui Lei Yue sat cross-legged, and a strong aura of destruction came to his face.

This Kui Niu is not the old Kui Niu of the Kui Lei Tribe, but a lord-level Kui Niu, but its strength cannot be underestimated.

"Lord ThunderClan, long time no see. ”

Xia Tuo arched his hand towards Kui Leiyue in the air, what is the spirit of a cow, what about the Laozi tribe and the wind, did I ride it out to show off?

Phew, broken cow!