Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Duanmu Tribe

"Wait, minister, do you want me to send some air attack support?" Seeing that the falling dust rushed out like this, Yu Tian chased after him even faster. Luochen is the most promising person in their Dugu tribe now, and there is no room for any mistakes.

"This is whatever you want!" Luochen's voice came, which made Yu Tian speed up even more, because at this time, Luochen's figure was gone, and he had to go to find Shangguan Li and them.

Woohoo

"One hundred miles to the north!" and Luochen, who was sitting on the back of Luotian, had a smile at this time, and also had a touch of solemnity. He hadn't seen this Duanmu tribe yet, and he didn't know what their strength was.

And now, Baicheng, a hundred miles to the northwest, is just a branch of their Duanmu tribe. There are many, many such divisions. A powerful white tribe would be despised by others if there were not dozens of tribes.

Another point is that this branch obviously can't be stacked with people, which is also very useless. What if there are many people and mediocre combat power, it is not directly destroyed by others. Therefore, there are two factors to measure the strength of a tribe, one is the number of branches, but the strength of the individual branches and headquarters. Only when both have reached a certain level can it be possible to become a large tribe.

And the reason why Shangguan, Duanmu and the Nangong tribe were able to become the three major tribes was not because of this. But before becoming the three major tribes, they also spent a lot of time accumulating before they could become the three major tribes.

And now after a hundred years of decline and the suppression of the Shangguan tribe, the Dugu tribe is obviously trying to survive in the cracks. If it weren't for the arrival of the dust this time, their situation might be even more tragic, and it may not be too much to be incognito in the future.

Now, the Shangguan tribe has been in contact with the dust, and it has to be said that the Shangguan tribe is very strong. But as long as their troops can get up, I believe that he still has a way to pull it back, and the biggest killing move is not without him now.

"Falling sky, hurry up. Looking at the falling sky in front of him, the falling dust urged. Although his spiritual power has recovered now, this is not enough, his realm is only the realm of the Martial Sect, which is equivalent to Lingyun in the world where he is.

Lingyun realm, this is such a weak chicken in the original place. In this world, it is almost a pillar of the upper class, which makes Luochen can only shake his head helplessly. The Lingyun Realm can't fly, if there is a Sky Realm, then everything is not a problem.

And the reason why Luochen dared to confront those old guys who had been promoted to Martial Saint for I don't know how many years when he was promoted to Martial Saint was because he had his plan. Promoted to the realm of the Imperial Sky, he will also be able to fly in the air, as for the other martial saints, it is not easy to defeat them.

If you think about such a simple truth, you can understand that one is equivalent to air combat power, and the other is equivalent to a Tigger on the ground, even if there is a gap in strength, but the advantage of volleying has made Falling Dust turn the disadvantage above the realm into an advantage. This is something that no one knows, and it is also his strongest support and the source of his confidence.

If he can't, he still has a way. At the critical time, he didn't believe that the master still stood by and watched, even if he helped casually, he could get him out of trouble. In fact, Luochen knows, and Jue Rong is not about the result, but about the process of caring about him.

"I know, big brother!" Luotian didn't hesitate, but the golden figure was left with afterimages at this time, flying towards the northwest. This time, he knew that the dust was in a hurry.

Woohoo

All that remained of the golden figures was some afterimages, and their figures were long gone, and they disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

"Hurry up, everyone, Baicheng in the northwest direction, the Minister of Dust has passed just now, and we must catch up immediately. On the other hand, Shangguan Li's face was anxious. Riding on the back of a flying tiger beast, this is what they got from the last time they killed Shangguan Jinhong. I didn't say much, but it was still much, much more powerful than the Flowing Cloud Beast.

"Yes!" everyone nodded, the team was uneven, some of the flying tiger beasts were only a few dozen, but the number of them who came this time was hundreds, of course, it looked a little funny.

"What's going on with Minister Luochen?" Shangguan Li was very grateful to hear that this was the point, how could Minister Luochen alone be their opponent of the Duanmu tribe.

The Duanmu tribe and Shangguan Bu are the three major tribes, and the strength that the Shangguan tribe has will they have in the Duanmu tribe? Isn't this point clear to Lord Luochen, this is absolutely impossible. However, if Lord Luochen knows, what is going on with such a brain fever, he can be said to be very ignorant of Luochen.

"Give me full speed ahead. "Shangguan Like knows how important Falling Dust is to their tribe. If the dust is destroyed, then this Dugu tribe will not be able to last long. The Dugu tribe is far from being the opponent of the Shangguan tribe in his eyes now, and the only thing that gives him some hope is that this falling dust is an uncertain variable. Therefore, of course, at this time, he has to go full speed ahead.

"Yes. Captain!" everyone heard and nodded one by one. During this period of time, their integration was okay, and now no one doubted Shangguanli, and no one said anything against it. Shangguanli's talent is there, this is something that is indicated.

Woohoo

After the dust went out, a group of people kept chasing behind the dust again. One by one, the figures swept through the void and finally disappeared into the sky. Some are just the whirring of the wind, and there are broken branches.

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"What the hell is going on with this group of people?" On the other hand, in a forest outside the White City in the northwest, there was a turquoise delicate body at this time, gasping for breath at this time, and his face was pale.

A long turquoise hair, and the turquoise eyes with a hint of coldness, the face of the closed moon and the shy flowers, like the snow in winter, but in the white snow, there is a reddish dish, white and red.

The thin lips are crystal clear, and down is a long neck like a swan, the perfect fragrant shoulders and the two soft balls on the chest, but the turquoise cheongsam outlines her delicate body to the fullest, showing a perfect curve.

Slender legs, the only thing that is a little lacking is that there are wounds on her delicate body at this time, and bright red blood seeps out, which makes her silver teeth clench.

"No, we have to find a way to get out. The girl's face was cold, her eyes were firm, and she stared closely outside, to see if there was any situation.