The yin energy floats in the sky, covering the sky, and the night fascinates the ghostly hideousness and terrifyingness. The ghost shadows are in the Qingyang tribe, and the ghost sounds are whistling, which makes people feel broken.

Some little babies in cradles were unable to resist this coldness. The Qingyang Bo tribe, which had lost the clan leader, could not form effective resistance at all. The endless ghost army surrounded the Qingyang Bo tribe.

The air gradually became cold, and black ice chips appeared in the void and fell down. Yin Qi was everywhere and penetrated into the bone marrow. Some people who resisted Qingyang tribe gradually felt their scorching blood and their fighting energy was being frozen.

Losing resistance, the consequences are obvious in the ghostly night.

"Where is the Lord of the Clan!"

"Help, elder!"

...

The entire tribe was filled with sorrow and the grass and trees were withering. The Qingyang tribe members had not yet realized that their tribe leader and some elders in the tribe had long disappeared.

The bright purple air above the tribe ground was scattering at an astonishing speed, like a big river pouring out in all directions, scattering between heaven and earth.

The pillar of luck standing in the center of the tribe shook violently, and the ancient beast green sheep lying in the ocean of purple air was covered with fine cracks, piercing through the entire body.

Click!

A sound rang through the sky. A large purple crack over the Qingyang tribe ground ran across the sky. Then, with the large crack as the foundation, the crack spread like a spider web to all directions, just like the purple sky of the Qingyang tribe ground cracked open.

At the same time, the Qingyang tribe who was struggling to support the ghosts felt cold and lost, as if his heart was suddenly pulled, losing his most important thing.

"Damn it!"

At this moment, Xunfenghou danced wildly, and tens of thousands of mysterious yellow Taoist talismans were formed outside his body, turning into a three hundred feet tall, mysterious yellow sun spreading across the sky, trying his best to disperse the yin energy from all directions.

The senior leaders of the Qingyang Bo tribe fled, not only escaped, but also took away the totems from the tribe.

If he hadn't noticed that the clan fortune had collapsed and had lost his foundation, he wouldn't have been sure that the Qingyang clan leader had really fled. He took the totem statue of the clan and abandoned millions of people, and disappeared without a trace.

Originally, with his help, the Qingyang clan leader opened the clan protection formation and fought against these ghost soldiers for a while. At that time, it is very likely that the guy who drove the ghost soldiers would be driven down.

Unfortunately, as the clan leader, he ran away first.

At this moment, the blood and energy in the sky rose from the depths of the Qingyang tribe, and hundreds of people turned into dry bones in every breath.

Even though Xunfeng Hou showed his holy body and helped the Qingyang tribesmen below to kill ghosts, the Qingyang tribe land was a undulating hill, with grass and trees connected in the mountains, and ghosts were everywhere, mixed with the Qingyang tribesmen, giving him only a combat power and restrained his hands and feet.

Not only that, under the night sky, there was a spirit locking him, making him afraid to really distract himself to rescue the Qingyang tribe. The black torrent deep in the Holy King Mountains was still spreading, as if there was no end.

clang!

He grabbed the Xuanhuang stick in his hand and attacked it in the sky, sweeping through the wilderness outside Qingyang Mountain. With one blow, hundreds of thousands of ghosts disappeared. However, in the blink of an eye, millions of ghosts rushed out of the depths of the Holy King Mountains, endless.

Obviously, people in the deep mountains don’t care about the lives and death of these ghosts.

At this moment, Xunfenghou looked deep into the Eastern Mountains, losing his warm appearance, and bursting out with a sharp murderous intent.

"I am a third-rank qigong warrior of Daxia. Qingyang is the place where I control my Daxia. I hurt my Daxia people. I want to stay with my Daxia until I die!"

As Xun Fenghou's words sounded, the yin energy rolled in the darkness deep in the Holy King Mountains, and dark ghost talismans appeared. Each ghost talisman seemed to be derived from a ghost world, and thousands of ghosts crawled.

The ghost talisman floated in the dark and ink-like yin energy. The black fog here was the thickest. For a moment, two scarlet rays of light burst out from the sticky black fog.

"Hehehe~"

A harsh sound rang in the mountains and fields, and countless grimaces changed. A half of the cheeks were rotten, and a large piece of rotten flesh hung on the face appeared, with a grim smile on the corner of the mouth.

"Boys, go."

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For a moment, in front of the mountains and fields, within a thousand miles, there were ghost sounds and thousands of ghost shadows passing by, retreating from the Qingyang tribe like a tide, leaving a land of dry bones and wounds.

A large amount of dry and dry blood remained on the earth, emitting a disgusting stench.

The evil ghost retreated, and the Qingyang tribe land suddenly became as quiet as a cemetery. The purple air shrouded above the Qingyang tribe land shattered and was withering inch. A large number of scales fell on the totem Qingyang tribe, losing the majesty of the totem.

...

The Qingyang tribe is thousands of miles south of the south.

puff!

Qingyang Lianshan fell from a high altitude, and the blood and energy in his body rolled, and the blood spurted out wildly.

Puff~Puff~

When he fell to the ground, he couldn't help but vomited blood. Then a green light shone on his body, turning into a portal, and the Great Elder Qingyang hurried out.

"Clan Lord~"

Qingyang Lianshan waved his hand and knocked off the big hand that the elder reached out, struggled to get up and look north, and kneeled down to the ground with a straight face.

In such a scene where the evil ghost came out of the mountain, he felt that the Qingyang tribe could not defend at all, even if he was there, but as the leader of the clan, he did not lead his own tribe members to resist when he was in a dilemma, but instead took his clan's direct line to escape. This hurdle is not easy to pass.

"I, Qingyang Lianshan, swear that Qingyang is a great revenge today. No matter who takes action, one day he will definitely repay blood with blood."

The Great Elder Qingyang didn't say much, but also fell to the ground. Once he left today, he would probably live in guilt in this life.

No matter how much you say at this time, it makes no sense.

Seeing Qingyang Lianshan crying blood, the Great Elder was silent for a moment and said, "Master, let's go. After going to Qishan, you have the things from Qishan Mansion to rebuild Qingyang and use blood to today's hatred."

Soon, the Great Elder Qingyang supported Qingyang Lianshan, and the two of them staggered and disappeared into the wilderness.

...

Daxia City.

In the morning, purple air was burning, purple clouds mixed with golden light, and there was a sound in the silent city.

On Tianlu Mountain, Xia Tuo sat cross-legged, his mind was tense all night and he had not entered into meditation. The haze that originated from the clan's movement in the purple qi world is still entrenched above the purple qi world, and he looks like an evil dragon appearing.

As the saying goes, dark clouds cover the sun, there will be no signs. The Daxia tribe's fortune is covered with a faint mist, which shows that something must have affected Daxia, otherwise the tribe's fortune will not warn like this.

"What exactly is it, what is the clan fortune telling you?"

Xia Tuo pondered for a night but still couldn't understand the key.

...

Three days later, Xunfeng Hou returned from Qingyangbo's tribe and brought back the news that all the ghosts of the Qingyang tribe passed through the border, and the tribe was in a devastated manner, and the clan leader and middle and senior disciples of the clan escaped.

This made Xia Tuo a little unbelievable. It rarely happened in the deserted land and abandoned tribes and left, and it was easy to be despised.

"Elder Xun, can you determine that the Qingyang tribe's senior management ran away when thousands of ghosts passed by?"

Wen Shengxun Fenghou nodded and responded: "I asked the remaining members of the Qingyang tribe. That night, the Qingyang tribe members also met the Qingyang tribe master and several top-ranked elders in the tribe. However, after the mutation occurred, these people disappeared, not only that, their families disappeared."

"It seems they have planned to leave long ago."

The ghosts pass by like a torrent. At such a time, the senior management can still leave with their families, which means that they are ready to leave in advance.

At this time, Xun Fenghou frowned and said softly: "There are the remaining Qingyang tribesmen who have been left saying that these days, a mine was found in the depths of the Holy King Mountains. All the elite lieutenant generals gathered together and said that they were going to the mountains to control the mine veins, but even the totem statue was taken away, I am afraid it was not as simple as mining."

It is indeed a doubt that the Qingyang senior management suddenly left. Unfortunately, the Qingyang tribe is now disabled. How can these ordinary tribes know the secret matters in the tribe?

"By the way, Elder Xun, these evil ghosts have attacked the Qingyang tribe. Have you noticed the people behind it?"

"No, the ghost-exorcist is hiding too deep and always staring at me in the dark. Some witch treasures should be there that isolate my visit."

Xia Tuo didn't find this strange. Since he had to cover up his own actions, he would naturally have to cover up his own actions. No matter whoever attacked, he was thinking of messing up the overall situation in the Northwest.

Although the Qingyang Bo tribe has not been taken over by Daxia, it is the next place occupied by Daxia and is closely related to Daxia. The demise of Qingyang will surely stir up the storm in the northwest and will also have an impact on the people in the territory of Daxia.

"There is another question. Everyone behind it took action, why did it retreat in the end?"

"I have signed up for Daxia."

Xun Fenghou pondered and continued, "After I claimed the name of Daxia, the person who drove away the ghosts behind me took control of the ghosts and left. When I chased towards the Holy King Mountains, the person who came to tear apart the Cave Void World and left."

"Have you heard the name of Daxia?"

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo was stunned. At this moment, a ray of purple light appeared in his spiritual world in a trance. The enlightenment that he had never caught before seemed to have been caught.

For a moment, the awkwardness that had troubled him for three days was broken all of a sudden, and the things that had been blocked in his heart that had been broken all of a sudden.

He suddenly understood what was the obstacle in his heart when the haze obscured the clan's fortune.

He has always led Daxia to develop silently in the northwest, and sometimes even keep a low profile and hide himself. There is nothing wrong with this development system. After all, if you have natural strength, you must be careful when dealing with things.

I was still stuck in the brink of horns and now I have moved Daxia out of the mountain corner, just to tell the world that Daxia exists.

Daxia must be upright. He had figured out this before he moved to the clan's family, but he didn't expect to get stuck again at this time.

When it should be reduced, but when it should be powerful, you should be powerful. People have the spirit and tribes have the power to influence countless people in Daxia, and every move will affect them.
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