The Heavenly Wind Tribe!

At this time, the two ancestors, led by Feng Qinglei and Feng Qingming, were leading all the capable clansmen in the tribe to fight frantically with the Red Moon Tribe.

Its shouting and killing sound shook the heavens and the earth!

At the same time.

Feng Changqing, who had returned to the ancestral shrine from the bank of the Lechuan River, was also secretly peeping at this big battle related to the life and death of the tribe, and his fists were clenched tightly.

His eyes were full of anxiety and worry......

Because!

With the passage of time, in the face of the frantic attack of the three Red Soul Sons, gradually, the two ancestors, Feng Qinglei and Feng Qingming, were already at a disadvantage.

Even, his body was covered with scars.

If this situation continues, I'm afraid that they won't last long, and they will be suppressed by Red Soul and others.

Once the ancestor dies, what awaits the Tianfeng tribe at that time will definitely be the fate of extermination.

"Hiss~"

Thinking of that terrible ending, Feng Changqing's heart suddenly plucked.

"Messenger of the East, come down quickly. If it drags on any longer, I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on for long......

He prayed frantically.

Bang!

Just when he was looking forward to the arrival of the undefeated East, suddenly, the aura on Feng Qinglei's body began to become messy.

No more ferocity and strength from before!

See this scenario.

Everyone was shocked!

"Not good!"

"The power of the Ancestor's forbidden art is about to disappear......

Distance.

Feng Zhentian, who was fighting frantically, suddenly became extremely solemn.

Even!

In his eyes, there was also a strong sense of panic.

Now.

Feng Qinglei is the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Tianfeng Tribe, and it is precisely because of his forbidden techniques such as the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa that he can temporarily resist the Red Moon Tribe.

[In view of the general environment,

Once the power of the forbidden technique fails, Feng Qinglei will inevitably lose!

When the time comes!

Not only will Fengqinglei die, but even the entire Tianfeng tribe will also be destroyed......

After all!

The Akatsuki tribe is notoriously fierce!

They will never tolerate the continued existence of the Tianfeng Tribe......

"Roar~"

"Damn it, you all deserve to die!"

……

The wind shook the sky and roared.

Between words.

He frantically danced the war halberd in his hand, and killed all the people of the Akatsuki tribe who rushed around him on the spot.

At this time!

He was ready to die!

Even if it is death, it must live and die with the Tianfeng Tribe......

The same.

The same is true for the wind abyss on the side!

Now that he was on the battlefield, he had no intention of returning alive.

It is glory to die for the tribe!

He died a well-deserved death!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

……

With this thought, Feng Yuan followed behind Feng Zhentian and fell into a frantic fight.

Swish~

Just as they were fighting to the death, Lin Wudao arrived at the Tianfeng Tribe in the form of a clone.

"It is worthy of a large tribe with 100,000 people, all the people are soldiers, all the people are fighting, this strength and determination are indeed admirable."

….

"It's a pity that no matter how brilliant or powerful the power is, there will be a day of decline, and the Tianfeng Tribe is no exception......

Looking at the people who were fighting, Lin Wudao secretly sighed.

The strength and heritage of the Tianfeng tribe are indeed powerful!

Even if it's a calendar

The Qingshan tribe, which has undergone two baptisms of gods, is much inferior in strength to the Tianfeng tribe in front of them.

After all, the Tianfeng Tribe is dominated by the powerhouses of the Divine Wheel Realm.

Besides!

There are also many people in the Shentai Realm under the Divine Wheel.

As for the Divine Vein Realm, there are even thousands of ......

Lin Wudao observed for a while and found that none of the clansmen of the Tianfeng tribe who participated in the war were lower in strength than those of the Divine Mansion realm.

This is the accumulation of tens of thousands of years!

But.

Although the Tianfeng tribe is strong, the Red Moon tribe is stronger, and the strength and heritage they show also impressed Lin Wudao.

"The Red Moon Tribe, there are actually three Divine Wheel Realm Ancestors? No wonder he dared to attack the Tianfeng Tribe at this time......

He shook his head.

Peng!

Just as he was secretly looking, the situation on the battlefield suddenly reversed.

Due to the failure of the power of the forbidden technique, Feng Qinglei could no longer resist the fierce attack of the Red Soul Son, and was finally stabbed by the opponent.

The entire chest was almost slashed by the blade.

"Ancestor!"

"Ancestor!"

"Boss!"

……

Everything happens in an instant.

Seeing that Feng Qinglei was slashed by the Red Soul Son, and the aura on his body was extremely weak, Feng Qingming, Feng Zhentian and the others were suddenly full of panic.

Their Tianfeng Tribe's Dinghai Divine Needle fell at this moment......

"Feng Qinglei, using the forbidden technique is only a moment of brilliance after all, with your state, even if you don't die today, you won't live long."

"In that case, why not give up resistance?"

"If you Tianfeng tribe are willing to surrender to my Akatsuki tribe and become our vassal, this seat may save you from death."

The Red Soul said condescendingly.

Hear it!

Feng Qinglei's eyes were indifferent.

"If you want to kill, you will kill, where is there so much nonsense!"

"Tens of thousands of years ago, your Red Moon Tribe was just a dog of my Heavenly Wind Tribe, how dare you ask us to surrender?"

"My son of the Heavenly Wind Tribe, I never fear death!"

"Besides, you think I'm going to believe your nonsense? Even if we really surrender, I'm afraid that you will still not let go, and eventually the butcher's knife will fall on us."

"In that case, why should my Tianfeng tribe wag its tail and beg for mercy?"

"Since ancient times, kings have been defeated!"

"Today, the defeat of my Tianfeng tribe is really due to the will of heaven, and it is a fool's dream to want us to surrender to your crotch......

Feng Qinglei sneered coldly.

The two tribes have been fighting for tens of thousands of years, how can he believe the ghost words of the Red Soul?

What the Red Soul said just now was just trying to humiliate them.

Afterwards!

Or will kill them!

Therefore.

Feng Qinglei did not choose to surrender, but planned to live and die with the tribesmen......

"Hmph, stubborn!"

"Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you~"

Rumble!

….

After that, the red soul zi's eyes rippled with wisps of fierce light, and when he raised the ancient long knife in his hand, he slashed it fiercely.

"Ancestor be careful!"

"Ancestor~"

Seeing that the Red Soul Son was ruthless, everyone in the tribe was shocked.

A look in his eyes was full of anger and hatred......

Especially Feng Changqing.

A heart even mentions the throat and eyes!

"Messenger of the East, where are you, my ancestor is about to ......."

Bang!

Just when Feng Changqing was in despair, suddenly, an ancient Da Ding, wrapped in monstrous power, broke through the sky in an instant.

The terrifying power that erupted directly wiped out the sword light of the Red Soul Son......

"Extreme Ancient Spirit Soldier!"

The sudden change made the red soul child shrink.

Now!

His eyes were staring closely at the ancient black tripod in mid-air, and there was a hint of jealousy floating in his fierce eyes.

Because, he clearly felt that the big tripod in front of him was blessed with divine might.

It's not something that ordinary people can control at all!

At the same time!

The people of the Tianfeng tribe, including Feng Qinglei, Feng Qingming, Feng Yuan, Feng Changqing and others, also unanimously set their eyes on the Great Wilderness.

"Emissary of the East?"

Compared with the suspicions of others, Feng Changqing was in great spirits.

In the deep eyes, a boundless light of hope rose......

The messenger of heaven to whom he prayed has finally appeared!

……

"Who are you, and why do you want to get involved in my tribe's war?"

There was a little silence.

With a fierce gaze, the Red Soul Zi kept scanning the ten directions of space; On the other hand, he asked loudly in a cold tone.

Between the words, there is not only dissatisfaction, but also a trace of inexplicable jealousy.

To this!

Lin Wudao, who was hidden in the dark, had a calm face.

"This seat is entrusted by someone!"

"Today, with this seat here, your Red Moon Tribe can't destroy the Tianfeng Tribe, where did you come from, where do you go back......

The voice of the desert came from all directions.

Hear it!

Red Soul couldn't help but narrow her eyes.

He tried his best to track down the mysterious man, but to no avail.

That's it!

It's like the man doesn't exist in this world......

Looked at.

Although the Red Soul Son was not angry in his heart, he did not dare to confront the unknown existence.

"Since Your Excellency has an old relationship with the Heavenly Wind Tribe, then today's battle will be over."

"Let's go!"

After speaking.

With a wave of his hand, the Red Soul Son immediately led the tribesmen of the tribe and rushed away......

Aoyama Sword Demon