Tianfeng Tribe, Ancestral Temple!

Stop~

When Feng Yuan and Feng Changqing arrived in the spirit boat, they looked up and saw that the entire ancestral hall was already full of vegetarian people, and many clansmen gathered together, showing grief on their faces.

In the center of the hall of the ancestral hall, a coffin is placed......

This moment!

Everyone's expressions were extremely heavy!

Feng Zhentian, the leader of the Tianfeng tribe, led many clansmen to kneel respectfully in front of the mourning hall, and there was no noise at the scene.

There was silence!

Besides.

On both sides of the mourning hall, there was also an old man with a deep qi sitting on each side, they were the only two remaining Divine Wheel Realm Ancestors of the Heavenly Wind Tribe.

Merely!

At this time, the two ancestors became silent, they stared quietly at the coffin in the center of the ancestral hall, and their old eyes were flowing with helplessness and sighs.

But more than that, there are worries......

Although the Tianfeng Tribe is a large tribe with nearly 100,000 people, both in terms of strength and heritage, but as far as the Razor region is concerned, they are not the only powerful tribe.

In addition to the Tianfeng Tribe, Lei Ze also has the Red Moon Tribe, the Cangming Tribe, the Xuanniao Tribe, and other big tribes, and the strength of these tribes is not weaker than the Tianfeng Tribe.

And!

For a long time, the struggle between various tribes has been very fierce in order to compete for various resources of Razor.

Even.

To the point where fire and water are incompatible!

In particular, the Red Moon Tribe, which borders the Tianfeng Tribe, has already become enemies of life and death after tens of thousands of years of fighting, and both want to destroy each other.

It's just that because the strength of the Tianfeng Tribe and the Red Moon Tribe is not much different, even if the two sides have fought for tens of thousands of years, they still haven't wiped out each other.

However, this equilibrium is about to be broken......

Because!

In the past thousand years of the Tianfeng Tribe, the younger generations of the clan have not been able to accept each other, and when it comes to their own talent and strength, they are not as good as before, and even inferior to the Red Moon Tribe.

Gradually.

The Heavenly Wind Tribe is already showing a downward trend, and if this situation continues, sooner or later, the Heavenly Wind Tribe will be swallowed up by the Red Moon Tribe......

Now, with the death of Feng Qingyun, the survival pressure of the Tianfeng Tribe will become incomparably huge.

There are only two Divine Wheel Realm Ancestors left, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to support the tribe......

The more you think about it!

The two ancestors, Feng Qinglei and Feng Qingming, the more worried they had in their eyes.

……

"Zhentian, have all the clansmen arrived?"

There was a long silence.

Feng Qinglei, who was sitting on the left side of the mourning hall, opened his mouth and asked towards Feng Zhentian below.

Hear it!

Feng Zhentian turned around and swept his gaze over the descendants inside and outside the ancestral hall, and nodded.

"Ancestor, the people have basically arrived."

"Hmm~"

"In that case, let's hold a memorial ceremony for Qingyun Ancestor according to the tradition of our Tianfeng tribe and send him on his last journey......"

Feng Qing Lei commanded.

"Yes!"

"The ancestor has an order, the memorial ceremony begins, and the clansmen worship~"

Woo woo woo~

As the sound of Feng Zhentian fell, a low and solemn horn suddenly sounded outside the ancestral hall, and then all the clansmen in the ancestral hall began to kneel and worship according to the traditional rituals of the tribe.

Feng Changqing is also a descendant of the tribe!

But.

Since he didn't cultivate, he was placed at the back of the crowd.

At this time!

He is also following the people in the ancestral shrine and worshipping the Qingyun Ancestor with a pious attitude; It's just that, compared to others, he looked at the coffin in the ancestral hall, but a strange thought rose.

Inside, there is something ready to move......

"Now, I only need the last corpse of the Divine Wheel Realm, and I can invite the Heavenly Messenger Dongfang Undefeated to solve the crux of my body and embark on the path of cultivation."

"Right now, Qingyun Ancestor is unfortunately dead, he is also a powerhouse of the Divine Wheel Realm, if his body is ......"

Feng Changqing's eyes stared closely at the coffin in the mourning hall.

Gradually.

There was a look of longing in his eyes......

"No, that's the ancestor who has made countless feats for the tribe and desperately guarded the tribe all his life, and now that he is dead, if I take his body and sacrifice it to others, it is not as good as an animal."

"I can't do that!"

"However, the ancestors are already dead, if I can use his corpse to change my life and destiny, it will also be considered for the benefit of future generations......"

"Just one corpse is needed to change fate, and there is a ready-made ...... in front of you"

……

In Feng Changqing's heart, heaven and man are at war!

He stared at Feng Qingyun's coffin tightly, and there seemed to be two voices in his ears that were constantly bothering him, making him fall into a deep entanglement.

On the one hand, there are moral constraints, and on the other hand, there is a cruel fate, and he feels that he cannot make a choice.

Bang!

Just as he was struggling frantically in his heart, suddenly, two loud noises shook the heavens and the earth came from the sky in the distance.

Subsequently.

In the frightened and terrible screams of many clansmen, I saw a terrifying hand, wrapped in a monstrous momentum, and fell fiercely in the tribe.

Peng!

A punch fell, directly piercing the entire Tianfeng City.

All the buildings and people along the way were destroyed......

See this scene!

Everyone in the ancestral hall was shocked!

"Ancestor, it's not good, the people from the Akatsuki tribe called......"

Then.

Some clansmen came to the ancestral shrine in a panic and reported it.

What?

The Akatsuki tribe called?

Zeng Zeng~

As soon as these words came out, the people in the mourning hall who were worshipping Feng Qingyun immediately stood up and took out their weapons as quickly as possible.

Even the two ancestors, Feng Qinglei and Feng Qingming, suddenly got up.

His cold and sharp eyes looked into the void outside the tribe......

Subsequently.

The two walked out of the ancestral shrine together.

Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

……

At this moment, with three bright rainbow lights descending, I saw three imposing old men appear in Tianfeng City.

"Hiss~"

"That's ...... The three Divine Wheel Realm Ancestors of the Red Moon Tribe? They all went out? ”

"Damn dog thief, take advantage of the fire!"

"Fight! War! War! Fought with the Akatsuki tribe ......"

"If the blood does not dry, I will not give up!"

……

While everyone was shocked, one by one they also erupted with earth-shattering battle intent.

"Everyone, come with me to meet the enemy!"

"Kill these bastards of the Akatsuki tribe and drive them out......"

Feng Qing roared loudly.

Let's talk about it.

He immediately waved his hand and pulled out a simple cyan battle sword, and rushed towards the ancestor of the Red Moon tribe with a fierce momentum.

"Kill!"

"Sons, please strengthen my Tianfeng tribe!"

Feng Qingming also roared.

Subsequently.

He also turned out an ancient battle and went to face the ancestor of the Akatsuki tribe.

The Tianfeng Tribe and the Red Moon Tribe have long been enemies of life and death, and they have already experienced countless scenes like this.

Therefore!

When the three ancestors of the Red Moon Tribe came with the tribe's powerhouses, they did not hesitate or fear, and directly picked up their weapons and killed them.

Kill each other or be killed by each other!

It is the highest honor to die for the tribe.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

……

There is no nonsense on both sides, it is directly a battle of the whole clan.

Following the two ancestors of Feng Qinglei and Feng Qingming, the leader Feng Zhentian also led the tribe's powerful clansmen and joined the war one after another.

This sudden scene made Defeng Changqing clench his fists......

"Changqing, you don't cultivate, don't run around."

"You just stay in the ancestral shrine, keep a good guard for the Qingyun Ancestor, and wait for us to return victoriously with peace of mind......"

Just when he was stunned, Feng Yuan came to him and said in a deep voice.

"Big brother, be careful!"

"Don't worry, I'll be fine~"

The voice fell.

Feng Yuan stepped out, and he had already left the ancestral shrine, appeared outside the tribe, and fought frantically with the Red Moon Tribe.

In the blink of an eye!

In the majestic ancestral shrine, all the clansmen who could fight had already gone into battle to kill the enemy, leaving Feng Changqing alone, standing alone in place.

Only the dead ancestor was with him......