It is deplorable that Blue Fluttershy was brutally punished by inhuman punishment and died on the execution ground.

For half a month, the dust ginseng was immersed in mourning. He killed the Hall of Elders, but he couldn't make a splash at all.

"The patriarch is back!"

Half a month later, a man in an ink robe returned with a woman in a green shirt.

The dust and ancient wind are tired, but the waist is still straight and straight. It's just that the brow is tightly locked, and it looks like it has aged a lot.

Ji Ci also lost a little weight, and his face also had a tired look that could not be concealed, and he completely lost the charm of the past.

Dust Gufeng rushed to the Pill Valley to seek the Nine Turns back to Yuan Dan, but the Pill Valley was a group of snobs, so he returned in vain.

As for Ji Ci's family, three steps and one kowtow, 9,000 stone steps, even if you climb the highest peak, you can't see Our Lady of Lishan.

"Dad!"

Dust Ginseng heard the report, and immediately came out with Dust Ling'er to greet him. When the dust and ancient wind saw the two of them, he couldn't help but be stunned,

"Ginseng, you ...... The injuries are healed?!"

He looked at the dust ginseng in shock, and trembled with excitement. With such a serious injury, even a person with a strong physique will not recover overnight.

However, Dust Ginseng lowered his head and told the changes in the clan one by one.

"What?!These old things actually lynched?!"

The dust and ancient wind were angry and trembling with anger. Hachibu has been dormant for a long time, is it finally time to open its fangs?

"Knock! knock!"

Suddenly, a loud bell suddenly sounded above the Spirit Peak.

"Hmm, who's going to ring the clan bell again?"

Dusty Gufeng frowned, as if he sensed a hint of something wrong, it seemed that the conspiracy of the eight departments was about to surface......

"Hmph, I'm going to see what these old things are up to!"

With a wave of his dusty robe, and the soles of his feet were volleyed, he rushed towards the main hall.

In the meeting hall, people from the eight departments sat in attendance, staggering. The second elder was in the first seat, his face full of red light.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you can deprive the Dust Ancient Wind Patriarch of the Clan this time, the resources obtained by your eight tribes will all be doubled, so ......"

The second elder smiled slyly and said lightly, which immediately caused a stirring of the people below.

"Over the years, in order to weaken our eight tribes, this dusty ancient wind has collected resources and rushed into the clan treasury. Now, it's time for us to turn around!"

Dusty shook the jade cup in his hand slightly, took a sip of wine, and the corner of his slightly small eyes looked at the second elder imperceptibly for a moment.

For a while, the people of the eight departments were also ready to move.

"Yes, wealth is in danger, if you don't want to share this resource, then leave as soon as possible. ”

Dust Batian added a fire, and looked at the people below with a playful gaze. Although these eight parts are in unison, they all have their own ideas.

"If we can get double the resources, my Huang Department will take the opportunity to develop secretly, and I can't say that he will be able to break away from the family and become a hegemon one day!"

The old man of Huang Bu thought so, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he was a little out of shape.

"The ancient wind is afraid that our local separatist power will increase, and in recent years, it has continuously compressed resources to suppress us. Now, it's really an opportunity to turn around......"

The leader of the Yang tribe was shining brightly, and he was secretly calculating in his heart.

Over the years, with the growth of the Chen clan, the disadvantages of the eight divisions of the clan have been increasingly revealed.

The reason why the clan is divided into eight divisions is only to expand the power of the family, and the second is to clamp each other.

Unexpectedly, with the growth of these eight departments, there is a faint uncontrollable trend.

It's hard to collect the water......

With his iron and bloody hand, Dust Gufeng plundered resources and weakened the forces of the Eight Divisions, which made them complain.

The greatest foundation of a family is cohesion, but now the situation of the dust clan seems to be slightly bad.

But even so, there were still people who hesitated, and the second elder added fuel and vinegar, and said coldly,

"Everyone, you have to think about it carefully, if you are on the wrong team......

"If this matter doesn't work out, our eight departments will be condensed into a rope, and we won't dare to make a move on us. And if it happens, the day of turning over is just around the corner!"

The leaders of the eight tribes thought left and right, and their faces changed for a while. But after thinking about it carefully, as soon as I gritted my teeth, I resolutely agreed to this matter.

"So good, so good!"

The second elder and the three of them smiled slyly, and their wrinkled old faces showed a look of satisfaction.

"What's going on in my Dust Clan?"

There was a strange atmosphere in the main hall, and a deep voice sounded. Suddenly, the eyes of the two elders stared at the temple gate like lightning.

Dust Gufeng took a big step with the dust ginseng, and his figure stepped into the main hall of the council upright.

"I don't know what happened to my Chen clan, why did you ring the clan bell without permission?"

Dusty Gufeng looked coldly at the Second Elder who was located in the first seat, and asked in a deep voice.

"Today, the eight departments gathered, and naturally there was a discussion. ”

The second elder held the clan seat and laughed, but his smile was a little weird. His gaze suddenly sharpened, like a dagger, and he muttered again,

"My dust clan is under your control, and it is already in decline. We have passed a resolution to strip you of your position as patriarch. ”

"Oh, the position of patriarch can only be deprived of by the elder group, I don't know where the elder group is?"

The ancient wind laughed angrily, and secretly said that these two elders were really shameless. He looked at everyone at eye level, and his lips sneered at each other.

On the side, Dust Batian glanced at the people around him and said angrily,

"Hmph! The elders are still in retreat, and we will tell them when they get out. However, you are an ancient man, and you really don't have the ability to take charge of my dust clan!"

"Yes, Dusty Ancient Wind, sooner or later my clan will be destroyed in your hands!"

"And now that my clan has removed the name of the four major tyrants, isn't it all thanks to you?"

"Just ask, what kind of face do you have to face your ancestors and ancestors!"

The people of the Eight Divisions fought one after another, and suddenly the two sides were at loggerheads, and the atmosphere was tense.

"The group of elders is not out of the customs, who dares to deprive me of my position?!"

With a wave of his dusty robe, he stood with his hands in his hands, and his face was stern.

"It's up to you!"

Dust Batian's rugged body straightened up, and he stepped in, and the tiger's palm shattered the sandalwood table.

"You dare?!"

The ancient wind glared angrily, and the firelight swept out from all around him.

"Boom!"

The leaders of the eight divisions glanced at each other, and they all stood up, their spiritual power surging and their momentum surging.

"Dusty and ancient, don't toast and don't eat and drink!"

The second elder sarcastically said coldly, he still sat upright on the first seat with a calm face.

"Punbi is a traitor, and they are complicit!"

The fire in the palm of the dust ancient wind surged, and in a fit of anger, he directly lifted a fire palm to face the second elder and suppressed it.

"Boom!"

The leaders of the eight tribes shot out in unison, and their figures moved, surrounding the dust and ancient wind. Dust Ginseng was also very angry, he took advantage of the situation to kill, but he was directly shocked back by the staggered spiritual power, and he couldn't get close at all.

In the main hall, the nine figures shook the ancient wind. And in this way, the dust and ancient wind could not avoid it, and it was injured again and again.

"Dusty and ancient, is that what you can do?"

The second elder looked up to the sky and laughed, getting carried away. However, after a few moves, the dust and ancient wind were already out of breath, and his spiritual power was not continued. It seems that the dark illness left behind that day did make his strength explode.

"Bang!"

Dust Ming sneaked up from behind, and a force shook the dust back and slammed it to the stone slab.

"Hmph!

The leader of the Yellow Department took advantage of the gap between the dust and ancient wind to land, and condensed the dark power to shake down.

"Bone Palm!"

"Poof!"

The dust and ancient wind burst back in embarrassment, spurting a mouthful of blood. At this time, he had already accumulated secret injuries, but he was afraid that even the powerhouses of the Yin Instrument Realm would be difficult to deal with, so how could he deal with several people joining forces?

"Daddy!"

The dust ginseng urged the body protection inscription, and the figure burst out.

"Don't come here!

Under the palm of the old man of Xuanbu, the dust ancient wind smashed the stone pillar.

"Hmph! No wonder our clan has decayed so far, and we still don't stop!"

Suddenly, a majestic old voice sounded, and three figures stepped into the main hall.

"Intra-clan strife, what kind of system!"

I saw an old man holding the golden thunder scepter stepping into the hall with a deep step, he frowned coldly, and he was not angry and arrogant.

"If we hadn't gone out in advance, I really don't know what the clan would have been messed up with by you!"

The three elders also scolded, and suddenly the eight departments retreated stupidly, silent.

"As the head of a clan, the dust and ancient wind have let the Dewu clan decline, and my eight tribes request to remove him from the position of patriarch. ”

Seeing that everyone was silent, Dust Ming bowed down to the Great Elder and asked.

Several elders all sighed, and they also felt that this matter was a little tricky.

"Great Elder, now that my Dust Clan has fallen to this point, it's all because of Dust Ginseng. If you don't dismiss the ancient style, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public. ”

"We all ask to be removed from the position of patriarch!"

The leaders of the other seven tribes paused, bowed down, and spoke in unison.

Although it is difficult to escape the blame for Gu Feng's crimes, he does not all shift the blame to him. ”

The Great Elder, who has always been fair and strict, said quite pertinently, and did not completely deny it.

"Dick, what do you think?"

The Great Elder groaned and frustrated, and he didn't know what to do. Now that the eight parts are all above, this matter is difficult to deal with.

The second elder's eyes were small, and after thinking about it, he said solemnly,

"In two months, the clan festival will be held, so it is better to make a decision then. ”

The eyes of several elders lit up, and they also thought that the idea was good. So, the Great Elder shook his head and said again,

"The clan sacrifice meeting is a meeting to elect a young patriarch, and then it will be decided by our elder group. ”

However, everyone knows that Dust Ginseng is now a waste person without spiritual power.

This game, in their opinion, is already a mortal game!