Chapter 1331： Conquer Lingxiao

On the top of the barren mountain, the mountain monarch looked at each other.

With the fierce temperament of this movie, it would not have been so easy to surrender and compromise.

However, the strength of Lorodal just now was really depressing, and he couldn't give birth to the slightest resistance.

What's more, as a tribe that once truly unified the barbarians, although the ancient Titans have not been born in the past 100,000 years, the background is recognized as the strongest barbarians.

Today is only a girl in the holy world. If the Shanjun tribe dared to break the oath, next time, it might be the real powerhouse of this tribe.

"Mom, is it possible that we really want to follow a little girl?"

"Yeah! This Lorodal is really arrogant, I think...I should wake up my tribe elder, and give a good lesson to this little girl who doesn't know the heights of the sky."

At this time, although everyone had horror on their faces, they could be forced to surrender, and there was some resistance in their hearts.

"Hey."

Hearing this, the head of the mountain monarch lowered his head and glanced at his broken arm, and sighed lightly.

"The strength of this girl is far less simple than on the surface."

"What? This..."

"Looking at the far north and even Qing Cang, those who can step into the holy realm at this age are all true enchanting people. The Titans have been silent for 100,000 years. This time they are born, they must be dependent on it."

The head of the mountain monarch bowed his head and looked towards the foot of the mountain, his eyes slightly pondered.

It is as strong as the ancient Xuanyuan tribe and the imperial lineage of the human race, and I have never heard of anyone who can enter the holy realm at the age of three hundred.

Obviously, this Lorodal already has the qualifications to stand tall in the contemporary era.

More importantly, the Barbarian God Tyrant Sword is rumored to be the inheritance sacred tool of the Titans, and it is beyond the control of the tribe.

And as soon as this knife appeared in the girl's hand, maybe... she was already approved by the gods.

"But...but..."

"It's nothing, if she can really lead the barbarians out of the far north and return to the blue sky, surrender... it may not be impossible."

In the end, the mountain monarch tribe said in a deep voice, turned and left, leaving a group of powerful tribes standing still, silent for a long time.

At this time, at the foot of the mountain.

Luo Luodar looked at a middle-aged man who was ten feet tall in front of him with a brilliant face, and his expression was quite triumphant.

This figure was as strong as a monster, and just standing there would give people endless oppression.

And in front of him, there was a slightly rickety and thin old man, his gray hair looked very old.

"The big clan is old, get another clan."

"Yes! Luo Luo deserves to be chosen by the Barbarian God. It seems that soon, this very northern land will usher in a new Barbarian King."

The old man's eyes were gentle, and he nodded and smiled at Lorodal.

His name is Tai Dami, and he is the elder of the Titan tribe, and he is also a prophet of this tribe, and he is known as a wise man.

"Big clan elders, why wouldn't the Xuanyuan clan allow my barbarians to be born?"

Lorodal's pretty face suddenly became solemn, and she had already conquered the seven tribes in accordance with what the big clan elder said.

Although there are many barbarians in the Far North, there are only a hundred really powerful.

According to the old man, she only needs to conquer 30 tribes, and the Titans can lead the tribe, sweep the far north, and truly unify the barbarians.

"My barbarians have been suppressed in this far north all the year round, and the enduring rhyme of heaven and earth is far from comparable to those of Qingcang's top clans, and the Xuanyuan clan has lost its luck now, and being born means...destroy."

Tydami shook his head, his eyes were extremely vicissitudes of life, "Lolo, you now carry all the hopes of my barbarians."

"Old Clan, you said...If I can be recognized by the Xuanyuan clan, will there be many tribes who will not surrender themselves?"

Luo Luodahl's expression suddenly became very serious, and she saw the attitude of the Shanjun clan just now.

What this tribe is really afraid of is not the slander of other tribes, but the anger of the Xuanyuan clan.

If she could crush the ancient Xuanyuan clan under the tyrant knife, then no one would dare to oppose her in this far north, right?

"The Xuanyuan clan is involved in a lot of things, and it is not an opportunity to turn their faces with them, especially...now the Xuanyuan clan lord is the mother of Ling Xiao, the young lord of the Ling clan. Once this matter involves the Ling clan, it is my Titan ancient clan. I'm afraid I will fall into a dead end."

Tai Dami sighed lightly. If the Titans really wanted to dominate the Far North, sooner or later they would oppose the Xuanyuan Clan.

At that time, there will be real turmoil in this far north.

"Ling Xiao? Is he strong?"

Lorodal's eyebrows tucked lightly, and a smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

With her current strength, she was invincible under the holy realm, and changed one above the holy realm.

What Ling Clan Ling Xiao, that didn't meet him.

"Very strong, it is known as invincible in contemporary times."

Taidami's face was never so solemn, and the foundation of the ancient Ling clan was destined to surpass the top of this blue sky.

As for the young master who can be recognized by this clan, the talent and strength can be imagined.

Although Luo Luo got the inheritance of the barbaric gods, he possessed the supreme divine power that was comparable to the supreme powers.

Moreover, once the brutal **** bloodline is opened, within three knives can be called random killing.

But even so, in Teldami's eyes, she still might not be Ling Xiao's opponent.

After all, it is said that the young master of the Ling clan has fought against the gods and defeated the existence of the gods of the aisles.

His holy name was not boasted by others, but was accumulated through killings and killings again and again.

"Contemporary invincible? How about his cultivation?"

Luo Luodal was stunned, obviously he had never thought that the old man would give Ling Xiao such a high evaluation.

"It is said that I haven't stepped into the holy realm, but...Swordsman is unparalleled, you can wave your hand to kill the holy."

"Waves to kill the saint?"

You know, with Luo Luodal's strength, even if the taboo bloodline is turned on, it is not necessarily able to kill the saint with a single blow.

It seems that Ling Xiao is really a bit strong.

"Then is he handsome?"

The far north is wild and endless.

But all the barbarians living here have rough skin and sturdy body, it is difficult to get along with handsomeness.

Of course, in the eyes of many barbarian women, being strong means being handsome, but on the contrary, this Lorodal is an outlier.

What she longed for in her heart was a gentleman like Renhuang Xuanyuan.

What she wants to conquer is also a man like Human Emperor Xuanyuan, who truly stands on top of the ten thousand races!

"Xianyan Wushuang, many descendants of Qingcang's ancient clan nowadays, the saints of Xianzong have been overwhelmed by the fascination of this son, and have forgotten to sleep and eat."

Taidami gave a bitter smile, but when Luo Luodaar suddenly laughed happily, "Xianyan Wushuang? If I dominate the far north, I will surely enter the blue sky, capture this young Ling clan master, and tell him to follow me back to the far north. Be my son-in-law of the Titans!"

"this…"

Tadami glanced at the strong middle-aged man, a smile flashed deep in his eyes.

If Young Master Ling Xiao was so easy to catch, 80% of it would have been squeezed into a corpse by now.

However, if Luo Luo could really establish some affection with this Ling clan young master, for the barbarian clan, it would be profitable and harmless.

"Let's go, the head of the Puppet Mountain Tribe is much more tyrannical than the Lord of the Mountain Lord, don't be careless."

In the end, Tedami put away his smile and turned to look at the distant mountains.

I saw there, a round of red sun crossed the hills and ancient forests, slowly rising, reflecting the sacred and tall and tall tens of thousands of miles of snow peaks.

At the same time, Lolo symbolizes hope and strength for the entire barbarian race.

One day, this northern ice and snow will be crushed by the iron hoof of his Titans!