The high priest looked at those strong men of the Pluto God Sect with a squint, and said coldly: "Go back and tell you the head of the Pluto God Sect, the Yin is undefeated and disrespectful to the Holy Maiden of our clan, and even led troops to attack my Tianfeng Tribe." This time, he will be sealed by me with a dragon pattern demon sword for five hundred years, and someone will naturally release him after five hundred years. Get out!"

The previous move of the supreme supernatural power to call the wind, as well as the seal being undefeated, had already scared the courage of these people. As soon as the high priest spoke, these powerhouses of the Hades God Sect hurriedly fled away towards the Tianfeng Tribe. One of them wanted to let go of two cruel words, but was pulled by his companions and quickly walked away.

When all the powerhouses of the Pluto God Sect disappeared, the high priest's entire red face suddenly turned pale. Then the high priest fell to the ground, still holding the dragon-patterned demon sword in his hand.

"High Priest!"

Several elders of the Heavenly Wind Tribe and Long Bixun rushed towards the High Priest one after another.

The high priest raised his head weakly, looked at Long Bijun and said, "Quick! Arrange the Qianyuan Heaven Sealing Array, which will seal the altar within a radius of a hundred miles, and you can't leak the slightest spiritual energy into it." ”

"High Priest, you don't talk a little and rest for a while!" Long Bixun said eagerly, holding the High Priest.

And the surrounding elders and powerhouses had already obeyed the instructions of the high priest and began to arrange the Qianyuan Heaven Sealing Array.

As everyone evacuated the altar a hundred miles away, the entire altar was completely sealed. And as the aura and the power of the leylines within a hundred miles were all blocked and emptied, the cyan long sword that was constantly humming and trembling gradually quieted down. Eventually, the color also becomes dull and dull.

"High Priest, how are you?" Long Bijun took out the best elixir of the Heavenly Wind Tribe and gave it to the High Priest. He asked anxiously.

The high priest swallowed the elixir in one gulp. coughed violently, coughed up four or five mouthfuls of blood in succession, and then said: "I'm afraid I won't be able to stand up this time!"

"How come?" Feng Hao's eyes were full of anxiety, and Qing Qi on the side had tears in his eyes.

The high priest smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand strugglingly, and touched Qing Qi's head: "With the supreme supernatural power, my world has all burned and collapsed, and the origin has been consumed. This time it really won't work!"

Long Bijun hurriedly took a few more secret elixirs from the Tianfeng tribe, these elixirs had already condensed into the shape of beasts, birds and beasts, each with its own form. Among them, there is one of the most precious elixirs, which has the shape of a dragon and exudes bursts of dragon power.

Long Bijun grabbed the dragon-shaped elixir and was about to stuff it into the high priest's mouth. But it was gently blocked by the high priest with his hand.

"No! I know my own situation. This Hundred Turns Dragon Yuan Pill is better to keep for the people who really need it!" The High Priest's voice became more and more urgent. A few more mouthfuls of blood came out. The High Priest's face had turned paler than paper.

"Master, eat it, you'll be fine! You'll be fine!" Qing Qi took the elixir from Long Bijun's hand. He insisted on putting it in the mouth of the high priest.

A trace of kindness flashed on the high priest's face, but he never opened his mouth: "It's useless! Master's origin has been burned clean, and if you eat it, you can't digest it, you can only die faster." Let me say a few more words!"

"Master!" Qing Qi screamed sadly, and the tears the size of beans finally collapsed from his eyes like a flood.

"Girl, you don't blame Master, do you?" the High Priest seemed to be talking about the previous plea of the Hades God Sect.

Qing Qi shook his head desperately, but he whimpered and couldn't make a sound.

Remember that the guardian tribe is our root and the place of our soul. The high priest looked at the people around him with his last look, and at this moment, no matter who they were, and what kind of unpredictable thoughts they usually had, they all lowered their heads.

"We will obey the High Priest's command and guard the clan until the soul is exhausted. A loud voice rose from the people around the high priest and gradually spread to the entire tribe.

In the midst of the mighty oath, the high priest closed his eyes and spoke, but there was a hint of a relaxed smile on his face.

An invisible wind arose, and the remains of the High Priest dissipated in the wind, and the invisibility seemed to merge with the ubiquitous wind of heaven and earth, continuing to guard the tribe to which he had devoted his life.

Qing Qi couldn't help but cry out in pain, and the entire Tianfeng tribe was also in a depression.

Saving an ancestor saintess, but sacrificing a high priest, whether it is worth it is only known to the people of the Tianfeng tribe themselves.

In any case, Zhang Baijian's affairs in the Tianfeng Tribe are over.

After attending the funeral of the high priest, Zhang Baijian also decided to leave the Tianfeng Tribe, taking advantage of the fact that the dead-eyed girl in Qingqi did not come back to his senses.

Riding the Changfeng airship sponsored by Feng Hao, sitting leisurely on the string of the boat, looking at the flowing clouds floating under his feet, Zhang Baijian summed up his harvest in the Tianfeng Tribe.

First of all, he finally solved the secret of the robbery, and then he got the small world opening method, and finally succeeded in planting the seeds of the world in his heart.

"By that time, can I kill you?" Zhang Baidao's gaze revealed Sen Ran.

"I'm afraid it's not easy, according to the description of that Ji Jiao in your memory, he obviously took the path of going straight to the Black Emperor, and now he may be about to preach the Black Emperor, even if you become a witch god, you may not be his opponent. Now it's best for you to put down other cultivation methods first, specialize in cultivating the fire lineage, and with the help of the Yan Emperor inheritance in the Yan Ring, become an existence close to the Yan Emperor, so that there is a slight possibility to fight against him. The old ghost reminded in Zhang Baijian's mind.

Zhang Baijian shook his head: "This is not advisable! At the end of the Yan Emperor inheritance, it is at most comparable to that Xijiao, not to mention that Xijiao is a lot ahead of me, and it is not easy for me to catch up with him." ”

"Then what can you do? Self-preaching? For hundreds of millions of years, I don't know how many people have fallen on this road one after another, but there is still a glimmer of life on the road of the Five Emperors. The old ghost sighed.

Zhang Baijian said: "Maybe there are still some things that can be confirmed." I happen to know that there is another place that has the inheritance of the ancient Qingdi. ”

The airship sped away, cutting through the open sea, and flew towards the Eastern Wasteland.

The longwind airship is extremely fast, and can even travel through dimensional space.

With the intelligent puppet control, there is no need for Zhang Baijian to worry about it, he only needs to retreat in the cabin, constantly adjust his body to grasp the changes brought about by the recent great progress.

Three months later, Zhang Baijian returned to Donglaiguo.

Revisiting the homeland is full of emotion.

It's just that the country in front of him is very different from before Zhang Baijian left, a scorched earth, full of ruins, and no roosters crow for thousands of miles on the red land. (To be continued.) )