It has been a few days since the two of them arrived at the Baofeng tribe, and it stands to reason that the Sky Fox tribe should have appeared a long time ago, but it has been missing, but Mu Ming knows that this is not because the purpose of the Sky Fox tribe is not here, on the contrary, it is the delay that Mu Ming is most worried about. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

And now Kinawa knows where the worry is coming from.

The White Witch Tribe, also known as the Bai Clan, this tribe is scarce, but there are strange powers in the body, these forces are combined to form a special power, which can kill people between words, they use the power of the Great Dao, and this method is taboo.

Candle Jiuyin's means and the strength of Eleven Lang Mu Ming vaguely remembered that Eleven Lang was a pure spirit, and his cultivation was not high, but it made several people at that time feel a trace of pressure, which showed that he was extraordinary.

And now there is such a group, although the number is small, but they dare to come, then it means that they have enough to rely on.

The Sky Fox tribe is really powerful, and they actually found such a helper, and they didn't hide it at all, even the old patriarch knew about it, so it can be seen that this trip is inevitable.

When the night came, everything became quiet, and the Baofeng tribe also returned to its usual appearance, with a hint of warmth in the tranquility, but this is all calm on the surface, and the one who should come will always come.

A low horn sound spread throughout the Baofeng tribe, and then there was a second sound, a third sound, and the low voice was like an old cow roaring, which made people always feel a trace of sadness after listening to it.

Many people feel this way, so it's inevitable that they're in a bad mood.

In a stone building in the center of the Xue clan, a group of old clansmen all looked solemn, and at this time, they all looked at one person on the top stone seat, that person's face was gloomy, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes, as if he hadn't seen the sun for a long time.

"What should come will come, let's go!" After a long time, the man made a cold voice, and the clan elders lowered their heads one after another, as if they were forced to look at this person, or in the position of this person, in short, they were in awe of him.

With that, the man got up, and then slowly walked out of the stone building, and when he walked out of the door, the man covered his head with the hood behind him, and the sunlight shone in, but his face could no longer be seen.

A group of clan elders behind him also followed out of the gate, and everyone was a few steps behind at this time, but surprisingly there was no sound, not even the communication between each other.

There are more than 100 tribes in the Baofeng tribe, but ten of them occupy everything in the Baofeng tribe, and the other tribes are dependent on them, some of these tribes have only dozens of people, and more than 100 people, which is much worse than the ten major tribes.

In addition to the Xue people, in addition, there are the heavy people, the Hu people, the royal family, the Li people, the snow people, the Song people, the Shi people, the Bo people, and the Hua people, of which the heavy people are the main people, and the other tribes are the Baofeng tribes formed around the heavy people.

The Baofeng tribe used to be known as the state of literature and ink, and it was once prosperous, so it was different from other medium-sized tribes in terms of structure, and other medium-sized tribes generally had only one group, or two surname groups, so the cohesion was also different.

"The former state of literature and ink, I can't imagine being so lonely in my hands!" In the heavy clan, a woman looked at the distant scenery and sighed lightly, her eyes full of tiredness and a little vicissitudes.

This person is the leader of the Baofeng clan, but surprisingly, this woman is very young.

"It's my fault, you don't have to worry. An old man appeared behind the woman, silently, barefoot, with some moisture on his body, as if he had just stepped out of the water.

"Lord Ink Snake, you also took actions for the sake of the clan back then, so you don't have to blame yourself. ”

The woman walked softly and helped the old man, the tiredness in her eyes disappeared, with a hint of dependence.

The old man smiled bitterly, "If it weren't for the failure of your father and the old patriarch on this trip, it wouldn't be like this. ”

"This is also a helpless move, the nine major tribes are about to move, and the Xue clan is even more so, back then, for the sake of the clan position, my father actually ignored the Zong's plea for help, hey, ......" The words in the woman's eyes showed a tired look, and her face was a little pale.

The old man said, "How is your father?"

"If it weren't for the fact that grandpa used secret techniques to save his father's remnant soul from returning, I am afraid that the clone would have disappeared at this time. The woman said.

"That's good, the battle ahead is white-hot, and it would be good if you can keep a little strength. The old man sat down, but his gaze drifted into the distance.

"Lord Mountain God, have you ever calculated anything?" the woman asked, her expression a little worried, not too interested in the so-called big war.

The old man pondered for a moment, then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's strange to say, this time I can't calculate anything, and there may be unstable factors." ”

"Is there a big man interfering?" the woman frowned, but her tone was a little slower, if it was really dangerous, the tone of the mountain god would not be like this.

Sure enough, the old man of the mountain god said again: "It shouldn't be, but I also see a hint of mystery." ”

The woman was curious and said, "What?"

"Two fish. The old man had confusion in his eyes.

"Two fish?" the woman was stunned for a moment, and then said, "The power of yin and yang is going to be vented?"

The old man said, "I don't know about this. It is also where I am confused, when the first generation took away the power of the evolution of the yin and yang two fish from the Taiji diagram, so as to open up the prosperity of the Baofeng tribe, but the Taiji diagram has already become a refinement, and it is even sent to send a doppelganger earth dragon to capture, but the first generation is extraordinary, and it attracted the yellow lion and the white elephant, the three of them fought, the two spirits have fallen, and the origin of the earth dragon has collapsed, but after all, it is inextricably linked with the Taiji diagram, which keeps it alive, although the consciousness is lost, but it is still often chaotic. ”

When the woman heard this, her face was a little strange, and she said, "This is just a rumor, is it true?"

The old man nodded and said, "After all, endless years have passed, and there were a few secret things back then, but now they are naturally rumors." ”

The woman said again: "Could it be that the decline of the Baofeng tribe has something to do with these things?"

The old man bowed: "Yes and no, the Baofeng tribe used this to seal the three spirits to achieve prosperity, but after all, it is a creature between heaven and earth, and it has also brought boundless curses, after the fall of the first generation, the power of his seal weakened, and the power of those curses was vented, which led to the bridge-building incident of the year, and that kind of thing happened to the Xue clan." ”

"That shouldn't be the reason why my father refused to do it. The woman said, a little dissatisfied.

Lao Shanshen said: "The mother and son of the Xue clan back then were indeed important to our clan, and the simple formation could not be suppressed for a long time, and the reason why the Xue clan clan was able to grow rapidly was because they reached an agreement with the earth dragon. If the earth dragon appears, then it will definitely be the end of the Baofeng tribe. ”

The woman was silent and didn't say anything more, maybe she didn't understand before, so now there was nothing to say.

The old man glanced at the woman, and finally said, "Let's go, the clan meeting has also begun, and what should be done is still to be done." ”

"Yes!" the woman said respectfully, and then her figure vanished.

After a while, the old man said to himself, "It shouldn't be them, then who will it be?"

Ki Na and the old patriarch walked out of the Sifang Pavilion, and next to them were many tribes, whispering to each other, and their expressions were all happy.

The annual tribal meeting is undoubtedly a big scene for many small tribes in a remote corner, and the tribe will only get some things from the Baofeng tribe in addition to contributing resources, such as the ownership of ore veins, or the picking of herbs in a certain area, or even a hunting place.

However, these things have little to do with the Dongshan tribe, because these things speak by strength, the Dongshan tribe is gradually declining, and the old mountain god is no longer as strong as he was back then, and in recent years, his blood has decayed, and the territory in his hands has been shrinking, which has led to the Black Fox tribe to continue to attack.

The order of many tribes is also divided in order, and the first ones are undoubtedly those who are strong, and they have cultivators in the Transformation God Realm, or the peak of the Yuan Spirit Realm, while the other tribes are not so particular, most tribes are the same, but this does not affect their interest.

The site of the clan meeting hangs over the river on both sides of the Baofeng Bridge, and wide platforms have been built around both sides overnight, on which futons are placed in an orderly manner and many areas are divided.

Split from the Baofeng Bridge, each extending for several miles, are these platforms, they seem to be flowing water along the river meandering, with a different kind of beauty, a huge stone pier placed in the river or on the bank of the river, together to support these platforms, as far as the eye can see, almost a natural dojo, these platforms are paved with huge stone slabs, between them to build a magic circle, at this time exude a charm.

This is the means of medium-sized tribes, and they are the means of the former state of literature and ink, far from being comparable to small tribes.

The Baofeng Bridge itself is arranged like an altar, in the center of the platform, at this time there are many shamans chanting ancient incantations, and with the chanting of incantations, some warriors also appeared, leading the leaders of the tribes to their respective areas.

In the middle are naturally the ten major tribes, followed by other small tribes of the Baofeng tribe, and finally small tribes like the Dongshan tribe scattered in various places.

On the banks of the river, countless people watched, and they gathered together under the leadership of some warriors, all looking very excited.

A warrior led Mu Ming and the two to a place, and the old patriarch's face suddenly looked a little unpleasant, but he didn't say anything, Mu Ming didn't notice anything, just glanced around, and sat down cross-legged.

After the warrior hugged his fists and said goodbye, the old patriarch said, "This is too shabby......"

The two of them are on the edge, and it seems that as long as they take a step, they can see the turbulent river below, and it is extremely backward, and it is at a bend, the key is that there are those people a few feet away, which is the reason why the old patriarch feels bad.

The platforms here are all arranged along the river drain, so this location is not very good.

"If anything changes, the first thing to be affected is probably near the bridge. Kinawa lowered his voice.

Only then did the old patriarch understand, and then said, "It's wrong to blame her for her good intentions." ”

Kinama shook his head helplessly, and finally searched the crowd for the lone wolf and the phantom. (To be continued.) )