Vol 2 Chapter 682: Pan Northwest Wasteland United 1 Front

In a clan hall under the towering Lingmu, Mu Qingyun was sitting cross-legged and cultivating. In this small hall, he was alone. He had not walked out of the giant wooden clan a few times in the past two years.
Especially after Chuan Ling was born, his actions were increasingly restricted by the Sanzhu Dongtian.
Chuanling is his youngest son.
Before that, he had three sons and two daughters, as well as five wives and concubines, but since his marriage with Sanzhu Dongtian, his wives, concubines and heirs have disappeared from outsiders' eyes.
At the beginning, he had no choice but to cooperate with Sanzhu Dongtian. If he didn't surrender to the strength of Sanzhu Dongtian, he would have lost his life. Second, he also wanted to use the strength of Sanzhu Dongtian to lead the giant tree to become stronger.
But as time passed, he found that things were getting more and more beyond his control, and the giant tree had been completely reduced to the puppet tribe of the Three Pearl Caverns.
In the initial expectation, even if the Sanzhu Cave Sky needs northwest air luck, this is nothing. The general trend of air luck is the ups and downs.
The general trend of the fortune of this era is intercepted by the Hollow Holy Land, then the giant tree is waiting for the fortune of the next era to recover again.
As long as this opportunity is taken by the giant tree to dominate the northwestern parts, and to lay the foundation for the formation of the Hou Tribe, since his beginning, after several generations of clan owners have worked hard to become stronger, the giant tree may not have risen.
Sanzhudongtian wants luck, and the giant wood uncle wants land. This is the head office, everyone gets what they need.
But he didn't expect that he took it for granted. He didn't have the strength in his hands. In this union, Jumu was always at a disadvantage, and now he couldn't control the Bos.
Sanzhu Dongtian went too far, and now he not only wanted to intercept his luck, but also wanted to occupy the wasteland, but he did not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction.
He can only prevent Sanzhu Dongtian from discovering himself in this small hall, falsely claiming that he is practicing and reducing contact with the outside world.
Otherwise, it's still a question whether the soul in his skin can think independently.
"Who!"
At this moment, Mu Qingyun's eyes suddenly lit up, the wooden temple he was in was not big, and the slightest change in aura could not be hidden from him.
"Mu clan master, there is really no elegance at all. The long night does not go to see his wife and son, guarding such an empty stone temple here."
A faint blue light was looming, and Xia Tuo's quasi-prime spirit was very illusory. He reduced his soul light and appeared in front of Mu Qingyun.
"you!"
Seeing Mu Qingyun's situation, Xia Tuo further confirmed his own judgment.
"They are both the people of the wasteland in the northwest, and the wasteland is the wasteland of the people in the northwest."
Not paying attention to Mu Qingyun's surprise, Xia Tuo went straight to the topic.
"Clan Lord Mu, what do you think?"
Feeling the aura of Mu Qingyun gradually calming down, Xia Tuo nodded, everyone is smart, and in this situation, there is nothing to say so thoroughly.
"I have..."
Mu Qingyun groaned, then his expression changed.
"Where is the Xinghai Clan?"
Mu Jiuhan personally went to the Xinghai clan, Mu Qingyun knew that the affairs of the clan had actually been taken over by Mu Jiuhan, and his clan leader had become a decoration.
"It seems that Clan Master Mu is in a bad situation, do you want me to rescue you out?"
After a brief astonishment, Mu Qingyun recovered his calm. Although he and Xia Tuo also had enmity, now and then, it seemed to him that Xia Tuo did not hesitate to come to him at the risk of being discovered by the Holy Cave of Heaven. It shows that Daxia's situation is not very good either.
Everyone is now a clay figure crossing the river, it is hard to protect themselves, and what big tail wolf is still installed here.
"Speak straight, what you're here for."
"Clan Lord Mu, I didn't say anything. The wasteland is the wasteland of you, me and many deserters, not the holy land of the cave."
Xia Tuo groaned softly, and then said: "I'm coming to the Mu clan leader. The Mingren don't speak secretly, and the Heavenly Cave is pressing hard. Are you really at ease?"
"Only you and me?"
Mu Qingyun's expression did not change, she looked at Xia Tuo quietly.
"Although Dongtian Holy Land is powerful, they are not unscrupulous. They can still pull these self-proclaimed noble guys off the horse if they are willing to go. Just like what they said in the ancient city of Qingteng a few years ago, they also have something to fear."
Xia Tuo also looked at Mu Qingyun, his breath was tense, and he would leave with a slight change.
After a while, Mu Qingyun shook his head, and Xia Tuo couldn't believe it credulously.
"We can also set up a totem contract to fight against the Heavenly Cave Holy Land together."
"Dongtian Holy Land has gods, as long as there is a strong person, your uncles will be destroyed instantly."
"Shenhou also cherishes his life."
Xia Tuo groaned softly, a sharp flash in his eyes.
"As long as you are willing to pluck it all, Shen Hou will still become dead."
"you……"
Hearing the sound, Mu Qingyun was taken aback, looking at Xia Tuo in disbelief.
"madman!"
In an instant, he thought of Xia Tuo's method. The Heavenly Cave Holy Land needs air luck, but he is also afraid of Qi luck backlash. Once the Qi luck backlash is slightly careless, the Cave Heaven Holy Land is in danger of being destroyed.
Therefore, what they want to cut off their luck is actually tucking chestnuts out of the fire. If they are not careful, not only will they get nothing, but they will also be burned to ashes.
This is also the reason why Sanzhu Dongtian circled him in, because he was afraid that he could not be cruel and detonated the giant wood clan to transport a super luck curse.
Given that the giant tree now controls several surrounding uncles, once he triggers the curse of clan movement at all costs, Sanzhu might be in danger of subversion.
Of course, the cause of this incident is also thanks to Xia Tuo's words in Qingteng Ancient City a few years ago, which made Sanzhu Dongtian also scared.
Xia Tuo didn’t care at all about Mu Qingyun’s cursing. He really did it if he was anxious, and the worst result of causing the riots was to plunge the Northwest Terran into a low ebb again. When the big deal came, he started over. Just let the people farm.
Based on this, he thought of such a method of drawing wages from the bottom of the tank. The Holy Land of the Cave is not omnipotent, and they also have a lot of scruples. The reason why the gods are not strong now is because they are afraid of the backlash of the clan.
Divine Passage Realm and Didi Realm are not the power of the same rank. The will of the race has its own rules of operation. If you want to make opportunistic tricks, you must be cautious. danger.
Of course, it does not mean that Dongtian Holy Land will definitely be stuck in the realm below the Didi Realm. Once things happen beyond their control, Didi God will inevitably appear.
Xia Tuo had no doubt about this.
But he won’t really retreat because of this. The battle of luck is irresistible. No matter whether Daxia is willing to join, now the borderline is in the depths of the desert, and he has no choice. .
Since they are all contestants anyway, why do they have to play according to the rules of Dongtian Holy Land, play according to their rules, Daxia can still end up well?
Family luck is a good thing, Daxia wants it too!
According to the normal means of contention, Daxia did not have the opportunity to compete with Dongtian Holy Land, so he broke the rules and competed.
Although the sky is strong, it is indirectly separated from the clan movement by a layer.
Daxia is weak, but he is a native of the country.
Without a fight, who knows who will die in the end.
To accomplish this, it is necessary to unite Giant Wood and Zidian, and he also builds a united front on the wasteland of the Northwest.
"How is it, what do you think of Clan Master Mu?"
At this moment, Xia Tuo looked at Mu Qingyun quietly.
"If you drag on, there is really no chance to resist. You don't really think that the Sanzhudong naive will continue to be the lord of the giant wood clan after the clan battle.
That's right, the successor to the clan leader is also your blood. "
Seeing the light that overflowed in Xia Tuo's eyes, Mu Qingyun's eyes suddenly frightened.
How could he forget the hatred of murdering his son and his wife? Human hearts are all grown in flesh.
Just as Xia Tuo said, once the Qi Luck War, if he died in the Qi Luck War, it would be okay, if he were to survive, the Giant Wood Clan Master would not be him, but Mu Chuanling.
For a while, Mu Qingyun fell into silence. Mu Chuanling was his child. No matter how outsiders guessed, he, the father, knew clearly that the child was his blood.
However, the blood bone is his, but the soul is not.
The old guy in Sanzhudongtian thought that he had concealed it deeply, and even Qing Ling had concealed it, but he had not concealed it.
Mu Chuanling's body is a reincarnated soul. As for the ignorant soul that was born in the beginning has been swallowed, he does not know who this new soul is, but it can be inferred that it is from the Three Pearl Caverns, which is probably a strength. A powerful warrior.
"Make a totem oath to resist the Holy Cave of Heaven and Earth together, and then discuss the ownership of the northwestern barren land. Before that, we need to work together. If you are timid and inconsistent, your blood will be cut off, and the whole family will be wiped out. You and I will be robbed of reincarnation. Never live forever."
After a long time, Mu Qingyun returned to his senses and said every word.
"it is good."
Xia Tuo agreed with this point. To deal with Dongtian Holy Land, we must cooperate sincerely. With the guarantee of totem contract, it is naturally a manifestation of the sincerity of both parties.
"Pay attention to the Black Dragon."
After the two signed a totem contract, Mu Qingyun said aloud: "Listen to the people in the Three Pearl Caverns that the blood of the Black Dragon tribe is descended from the blood of the Six Flood Dragon Sacred Land."
With the totem contract as a guarantee, communication is naturally open.
"Someone will come into contact with you~EbookFREE.me~ and leave a word, Xia Tuo will go, and it is not suitable to stay here for long.
Seeing Xia Tuo's figure disappear, Mu Qingyun's mental thoughts spread outwards, especially in the Sanzhudong Heavenly Martial Artist, and the position of the sleeping hall behind him, and he noticed that the surroundings were calm, and he was relieved.
After a long time, he suppressed the fluctuations in his heart and calmed down. There is no doubt that this time the Daxia clan leader appeared, his decision was a little impulsive, but he did not regret making this decision.
When the battle of luck ended, it was his death. Knowing that it was death, it would be vain if he left it to his descendants.
However, Sanzhu Dongtian was still secretly tricking him. He wanted to completely take over the giant Mu Bo's tribe. He had reached such a situation. What reason did he not fight for? Anyway, he died, so he would naturally do something useful and try his best to keep Liu Qi. The bottom of the huge wood.
Mu Liuzhen, the youngest son born in one of his concubine, Sanzhu Dongtian thought that all his heirs were dead and clean, but he did not expect that there was still one alive. This was something that the entire Jumu clan didn't know.