Chapter 123: Ancient Mine Totem Evil Spirit

For Hong, it is such a mystery of confidence.
He didn't know where his self-confidence came from. He didn't expect to use a dead horse as a living horse doctor before other methods.
He analyzed that the people in the antelope can't run far, otherwise they won't come to attack them. If you really want to run, you can just leave and let him not find it. Why do you need to scratch the tiger's whiskers of the Xia tribe? Should the small tribe have an attitude?
So this tribe may have really eaten the gall of the bear heart and leopard.
The only concern right now is the safety of the deer and several totem warriors.
...
"Patriarch."
By the time Xia Tuo came to the foot of Lingjiao Mountain, the place had changed a lot. Hong was digging the mountain with his fellow soldiers, knocking out a large piece of Lingjiao Mountain, and the ground was covered with rocks.
Hongxian was surprised by his sudden arrival, but he was happy when he reacted, and finally he didn't need to make his own decisions.
Looking at Xia Tuo, Hong couldn't help touching the back of his head.
We are so violent, we dig mountains at every turn.
"Patriarch, I think they are hiding near here. When I dig up this mountain, maybe I will find these guys."
Hong’s character Xia Tuo is clear, not the kind of guy with strong brains, but although this is a stupid way to make people dig a mountain, it is very safe, especially letting all the people of the tribe act together to avoid being attacked. .
"Patriarch forgive me, it's okay for me to beat people."
"Well, where are the people in the antelope."
Xia Tuo comforted Hong and the other totem warriors, and soon came to an animal hide tent.
"Patriarch, the dead antelope horn tribe chiefs are in the tent, and I haven't moved."
The small tent was guarded by more than a dozen tribal soldiers, just for fear that the antelope horns would come to destroy the corpses.
In the tent, Xia Tuo saw Sanguo's stinky body, which was already purple, and some corpses were densely covered.
"Brother Feng, see if there is anything."
After looking at it carefully for a while, Xia Tuo asked Feng Xian, clutching his nose. He never fought unprepared battles, so he called out Feng Xian before leaving, just to avoid a crisis.
Old man Feng looked at the three bones in front of him carefully and shook his head.
"Not a demon?"
To the old man Feng's question, Xia Tuo shook his head. The Demon Slaying Order in his arms had no vision, obviously this was not the demon at work.
After thinking about it, he took out the bronze sword and lifted the animal skins on the corpse. The blood-colored lines on his chest appeared, red and dazzling, like a blood-colored skeleton.
this is……
The blood-red pattern made both of them shrink their eyes and squinted slightly.
"Totem pattern."
Xia Tuo contemplated that the Antelope Tribe is a scattered tribe, and there is no totem, otherwise he would not gather the people in this tribe.
So, where did the totem pattern on this chest come from?
The blood-colored totem pattern exudes a and evil atmosphere, and it looks like it is being stared at by a blood-colored skeleton eye.
"Evil Totem."
Xia Tuo opened the other two robes of bones, without exception, there was a scarlet skull pattern on his chest, each of which was as red as blood, dazzling and dazzling.
Thanks to the fact that he has identified the true meaning of many novels in his previous life, Xia Tuo is very sure that people who visualize such totems should have the characteristics of fast practice, cruel temperament, and bloodthirsty.
The feeling is that this antelope tribe has got a totem, has some strength and feels that it is floating, and is qualified to challenge the Xia tribe.
The first question now is how to find their hiding place and teach them how to behave.
For a time, Xia Tuo had the illusion that he was a bully and the Antelope Tribe was the protagonist.
This scene is very familiar. The Anthorn Tribe is dissatisfied with being squeezed by the Xia Tribe. The Anthorn Tribe rose up to resist, and happened to obtain a totem. He concealed it for training. For 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, the strength is strong enough to replace the Xia Tribe.
"This is a little troublesome. Under the rule of the Black Crow Tribe, an evil totem once appeared, and it has developed to no less than the strength of the middle tribe in just a few decades. The Black Crow Tribe cost a lot of money to be wiped out."
The old man Feng Xian squinted his eyes, a little gloomy.
"That said, our luck is pretty good. It seems that the time when the Anthorn Tribe got the evil totem is not long ago. Otherwise, if we hide it for decades, then we will be in trouble."
Compared to the old man Feng Xian's Shen Ning, Xia Tuo was very open-minded.
"Since it is an evil totem, then blood must be used as a guide."
For a while, Xia Tuo became more and more worried about the deer.
"They should hide nearby, caves, underground caves, not too far away."
After pondering for a while, Xia Tuo walked out of the tent and looked towards the surrounding mountains and plains, but the original forests were almost everywhere, and there was nothing unusual.
Looking at the tribe below who were constantly digging mountains, rocks and soil, Xia Tuo suddenly felt that this was the only way he could do it. If he didn't hide on the ground, it would be impossible for him to hide in the sky.
"Elder Hong, there may be a gathering of scattered departments nearby."
"having three."
Hong Xiang didn't answer directly, these people were all brought together by him, so it was naturally clear.
"Pull me over and level the nearby mountains for me."
Xia Tuo's eyes flashed a harsh touch, and he ordered Hong.
Haha.
Standing behind Xia Tuo, the old man stroking his beard, pulled off a few of his beard for a while, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Kill a chicken with a sledgehammer?
Do not be so cruel!
Dig the mountain if you don't agree.
Sure enough, he was a ruthless person.
Hong held his fist and walked away. He felt that he was finally in sync with the patriarch this time, and the patriarch agreed with his method. His own mind is still very useful. In the future, whoever says he is stupid will kill him.
After the order, Xia Tuo still wandered in the nearby mountains, but unfortunately nothing was found. It seemed that after a few people were killed, the Antelope Horn tribe became frightened and completely became a tortoise with a shrunken head, and none of them were seen.
It didn't take a day for Hong to bring all the young men from the three scattered groups that had just gathered, and nearly three thousand men rushed to the foot of Lingjiao Mountain like a tide.
Not only that, Xia Tuo also transferred a hundred totem warriors from the tribe to participate in the excavation.
He made a ruthless gesture to completely level this place.
...
Rumble! Jingle bells.
Thousands of people worked together, and the momentum was huge, and the kilometer-high Lingjiao Mountain collapsed into a pile of rocks in just two days.
boom!
In the roar after the mountain fell, a huge hole appeared in the center of the mountain base, swallowing a lot of rocks.
"The patriarch, found a huge underground culvert."
Without shouting from the clansman, Xia Tuo saw it from a long distance. He waved his hand to make the people of the scattered tribes back, let the clansmen guard at the entrance of the cave, and looked at each other with Lao Fengxian, and walked towards the culvert on the messy gravel. go with.
The underground culvert is very large, even if it is the large pile of rocks from the Lingjiao Mountain avalanche, it still looks very deep. Walking into the depths of the culvert, Xia Tuo picked up a small stone under his feet and placed it in front of him with the dim light and shadow.
The stone was crimson red and had a hard texture. He crushed it with tens of thousands of tens of thousands of force, but did not make a mark.
"This is a mine, this is hematite."
Old man Feng also picked up a stone, looked at it, and said aloud.
Soon Hong and Li came down with some of the fighters of the clan, holding a torch in their hands, and threw them toward the depths of the mine. The flames scattered the darkness, but the mine was too deep, and the deeper part was still dim. one slice.
"See people, kill!"
After thinking about it, Xia Tuo gave a command. With the light of the torch, he saw messy footprints in the ground, extending into the depths of the mine.
"It's bloody."
Following the footprints, turning around in the mine, a faint breath of blood permeated the silent air.
Cang! Qian
There was a sound of gold and iron clinking from the depths of the mine, and it was obvious that they were also known to have entered.
"Patriarch, it's a deer."
Soon, dozens of figures came out in the dimness. The deer and several totem warriors in the tribe were mixed in them, their pupils were glowing with blood, and the slightest emotion could not be seen, and they walked towards them.
"Don't release arrows yet."
The scene in front of him seemed to be a little different from what was expected, dozens of figures seemed to be controlled, moving forward straight.
"I'm talking about knocking out first."
The old man Xia Tuo and Feng went forward facing the attacking figure, his fists bursting with dazzling fighting spirit. Under the bombardment of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of knots of power, these people in front of them were simply vulnerable to a blow. Ground.
"Stay here and tie them all up."
The old man Xia Tuo and Feng continued to move along the mine, the aura getting heavier and heavier, passing through the long mine tunnel, a blood pool appeared in front of him, and the blood above the blood pool rolled and the bones drifted.
In the pool of blood, a cloud of dark mist, like tarsus maggots, was floating, with red blood gleaming between breaths and breaths. The monsters were incomparable, and the evil breath penetrated through the pores of the body, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling.
The black air current suspended in the blood pool bloomed with bright red light, turning into a skull, with hollow eyes and flames in the nostrils.
"Offer..."
boom!
Xia Tuo fisted out, and a cyan battle energy followed his fist and pierced the void, exploded in the black mist, and suddenly the entire mine was filled with black air.
Hum!
In an instant, countless black qi gathered together and once again turned into a skull not far away. Although it was a skull, it showed an angry expression humanely.
"Damn~~"
The hoarse voice rang again ~EbookFREE.me~ and then was interrupted.
call out! call out! call out!
In an instant, five cyan lights flashed, and the skulls were cut into many pieces, and they burst into pieces.
In the corner of the mine, the totem evil spirit reunited, and flames emerged from the hole-like pupils, showing his anger.
This guy from Nyima, why doesn't he follow the routine, this is what people do.
call out! call out! call out!
In an instant, the totem evil spirit that had just reunited was once again cut into several petals. Feng Xian watched Xia Tuo's move and didn't do it again. He felt that this evil totem spirit should have just been born.
Still young.
After all, how can the old fox do this? He hasn't fully recovered his strength, so he will die everywhere.
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