The prestige of the high priest was high. The leaders of the two largest tribes in the southwest fought each other, and the rest of the tribes watched from the sidelines. Because Dong Tuna took out the high priest's token in a timely manner. For a time, the war suddenly stopped.

The High Priest disappeared for a while and reappeared, not only the two tribes in the war, but also the leaders of the large and small tribes in the southwestern Tuyi.

It's just that the war between Samoko and Dong Tuuna was temporarily suppressed by the high priest, but the grudge will not dissipate so easily.

"Samoko, are you crazy? The Zhou army pushed the battle line to our side for two hundred miles, and you are still entangled with me. Could it be that you are happy to watch all of us being killed by Yang Xian? ”

The high priest's little hut was always closed, and no one dared to disturb it. Dong Tuna looked indignant and scolded loudly.

"You still have the face to say? Dong Tuna, you robbed my tribe of the tigers and leopards of the grain and grass, bullied my people, and even died in Bonan County. Even if I die, I will pull you into the water! ”

The more noisy the people on both sides became, the more fierce they became, and seeing that the war was about to break out again, the rest of the people on the side did not want to persuade and did not dare to persuade them. In a sense, Samoko and Dong Tuuna are fighting for their own place, in front of the owner of this wooden house.

The Zhou army attacked in a big way, and if Samoko really wanted to die with Dong Tuna, then he would not have come here today to accept the mediation of the high priest.

However, the owner of the wooden house summoned them here, but he did not show up for a long time.

Just as Samoko and Dong Tuna were arguing, the old door finally opened in anticipation.

The high priest today is very different. In the past, when he saw this southwestern Zhongyi, his face was always gentle and patient, as if everyone was his child. And now, the corners of his beast's face and mouth were slightly raised, and with that grim face, it seemed to be ridiculing.

"There are more people than I thought!"

Perhaps the high priest underestimated his prestige in the southwest, and as soon as his token appeared, tribal leaders from all over the southwest came here with their own tribesmen.

It seems to be a pilgrimage, it seems to be a pilgrimage!

It's just that what they didn't expect was that their spiritual leader prepared for them a ticket to get off the Huangquan Road.

"Since you're here, let's get started!"

A grim smile appeared, and Dong Tuna and Samoko did not understand the high priest's intentions in the slightest, and they were still arguing freely.

The noise was like a summer mosquito, and the high priest was angry.

"Shut up!"

No one could have imagined that the High Priest would be the same face now, his face full of anger and disgust. For a while, even Samoke and Dong Tuna, who were arguing, were stunned.

"You lowly ants, I've kept you for so long. Now, turn into flesh and let me go one step further!"

The High Priest's voice echoed like an echo of the Land of the Dead, and with him at its center, the ground began to glow with strange blood-colored lines.

The lines spread on the high ground, and as soon as Samoko and the others came into contact, their huge bodies seemed to be drained of strength, and they fell to the ground in an instant.

"What is this?"

The scent of blood began to evaporate like a mist, and the high priest sniffed it as if he were savoring a sweet wine.

The circle has limited coverage, and there are too many people gathered here. There were many people who didn't understand the situation at first, but when they saw that above the magic circle, the people who were originally good turned into shriveled corpses at that moment, they were extremely frightened and began to flee outward.

The High Priest didn't care, all his attention was focused on the circle and the boy who was gradually approaching the high ground step by step.

"The people of the Lu family, are they finally here? Unfortunately, it was too late! ”

The high priest took out the Baipi bead and let it go gently, but the bead did not fall, but was suspended in front of the high priest.

With the operation of the Baipi Bead, the range of the entire magic circle more than doubled in an instant, like a blood net, enveloping Lu Qingfei and the southwest Tuyi who had not escaped.

"With the blood qi support of these ants, my strength will be greatly improved. You, go die! ”

The sound of the curse sounded, and the blood qi floating in the circle began to condense, like ants and insects, flying in the air. Around Lu Qingfei, all the Tuyi who were contaminated with these blood plagues began to dissolve the flesh and blood on their bodies, as if they had been eaten by thousands of ants, revealing Sensen's white bones.

Lu Qingfei was silent, his eyes were still staring at the Baibi Pearl in front of the high priest, and he was moving forward in an orderly manner. Every time the blood plague floating in the air approached, it was dispersed by the more powerful sword qi around him.

The inheritance of the one vein in the mountain, cultivated to the depths, the person who cultivates the sword qi itself will become an incomparably sharp sword.

All evils do not invade!

The sword qi turned into a man, piercing the evils, like a stone thrown into the water. The magic circle that had made offerings of a lot of people's flesh and blood seemed to be stimulated, and they fought back with all their might.

If the magic circle has spirituality, it treats Lu Qingfei as a foreign body and tries its best to digest him. More and more blood clusters began to condense, towards Lu Qingfei.

"Evil filth also dares to run rampant!"

Lu Qingfei waved lightly, and a sword qi broke out of his body, smashing the blood mass in front of him into pieces. For a while, Lu Qingfei was within three feet of his body, and the wind was light.

The magic circle buzzed, the blood streaks on the ground flickered, and more and more turbulent blood qi penetrated towards the three-zhang empty realm.

Being in the middle of the battle is like purgatory. The sword aura is fierce, but it can only be a flash of lightning in the dark night of summer. lit up the sky, only to be replaced by darkness in an instant.

It's just that in this boundless dark blood array, Lu Qingfei is dressed in a long robe, but his face does not change.

"Silverfish thief!"

The high priest didn't expect that the surging blood mist was infiltrating little by little, but Lu Qingfei had no intention of waiting any longer.

A little green light flickered, and Lu Qingfei's figure had disappeared. The blood mist that had lost its target no longer gathered, and scattered in all directions, beginning to devour the blood of the surrounding people.

"Where?"

The high priest's eyes were there, looking for Lu Qingfei's figure in the blood mist. But in the blood array, the green mangs flickered from time to time, and Lu Qingfei's body style was extremely elegant.

"Here!"

The high priest's body trembled, and the brown hair on his body stood on top. At the moment of the crisis, his whole body was tense to the extreme.

The green mang flickered, and Lu Qingfei's entire body flipped in the air, and the sword qi slashed down. The high priest raised his hand to resist, and the sword qi that could cut gold and jade encountered the high priest's flesh and blood, but he couldn't get an inch.

Lu Qingfei frowned, and his strength scored another three points. The sword qi slashed into the flesh, and the high priest snorted, and a wave of blood erupted around him, and he fought back.

Lu Qingfei landed on the ground lightly, while the high priest trembled his hands, and the blood marks on his hands were all visible, which was shocking.

Blood began to surround the High Priest, and the wounds on his hands began to heal slowly.

It's just that Lu Qingfei didn't wait, his fingers were together, his sword qi was revealed, and he went straight to the Baipi Zhu in front of the high priest.

Lu Qingfei's goal was not to rescue the trapped Yi people here, nor did he want to kill the high priest, he had always been just a hundred pearls.

The high priest was shocked and used the blood and qi in the formation to resist Lu Qingfei's attack. It's not a battle of life and death, Lu Qingfei's body is weird, and the high priest is already a little slower. Seeing that he was about to approach, in a hurry, the high priest detonated the blood mass around the Baipi Pearl.

With a bang, the impact of the blood mass erupting hindered Lu Qingfei's offensive, and the high priest did not wait for his injuries to completely heal, so he bullied himself and fought Lu Qingfei head-on. And the Baipi Bead, which was originally wandering and running in the array, was rushed to the sky.

The Skyrim Eagle swooped down, its sharp beak pinpointing the orb, flapped its wings, and flew to the other side of the high ground.

"Hundred pearls?"

The kite fluttered its wings a few times and landed on the four-wheeled cart behind the forest. After that, 500 cavalry of the headquarters waited, and 3,000 Changce sergeants lined up. Yang Xian took out the bead from the kite's beak and murmured softly.