The warriors of the Heavenly Wind Tribe, who had lost their overall unity, were not as they thought that the foreign powerhouses would collapse. These days the warriors of the Tianfeng tribe, every few of them, form a battle formation, the battle array is united, and under each other's encirclement, even if they are strong enough to be strong in a few small classes, if they are not careful, they will fall.

As the battle gradually deepened, those foreign powerhouses found that their companions were decreasing one by one. Although the warriors of the Tianfeng tribe also suffered heavy casualties, the overall situation was developing in the direction of favoring the Tianfeng tribe.

Escape!

The rest of the people began to flee, the tide was gone, the greed in their eyes was gone, and all that was left was fear.

But it was too late, and both sides had already paid the price of blood. Even if the result was a defeat for both sides, the Heavenly Wind Tribe would not allow these people to retreat.

Blood dyed the blue sky purple red, and those wandering ghosts, under the rendering of blood, became more fierce and brutal. Even if Feng Hao and Qing Qi are both witch gods, they can't stop the crazy attack of these ghosts.

Zhang Baijian glanced at Sisi behind him, and had already looked at Sisi who were hungry for those wandering soul wild ghosts, and with a strange scream, he rushed towards the group of wandering soul wild ghosts.

As if sensing the advent of natural enemies, those wandering ghosts who had long lost most of their sanity in the long-term voidless drifting began to retreat one after another, making Feng Hao and Qing Qi breathe a long sigh of relief.

A strong wind blew, and the heavens and the earth were filled with a smell of blood, and the aura of the entire Tianfeng tribe was filled with a sense of tyranny.

Almost all the enemies in front of him were wiped out, but no one really relaxed the tense nerves.

Suddenly, a wide opening opened in the sky.

With the opening of the crack. What appeared in front of me was a mass grave that stretched for tens of thousands of miles. Dirt on the ground. It is dark red. There was a strong smell of blood, and there were stumps and broken arms everywhere. In the dim void, rotting vultures circled, sometimes falling down to tear at the carrion on the ground and devouring it, but the broken belly dripped extremely corrosive venom.

As this world gradually appeared, all the people of the Tianfeng Tribe, including Zhang Baijian and the others, became cautious.

"The two realms have shifted! It seems that the comer is not good!"

Such a small world stretching for tens of thousands of miles is shocking enough, let alone such a huge world. Performing the Great Shift of the Two Realms is in itself an extremely power-consuming thing. Being able to apply this method so lightly can be imagined that the strength of the caster can be imagined.

"This is a small inner world opened up by the seeds of the world!" Zhang Baijian looked at the small world that moved sideways, and suddenly said.

Maybe it's a kind of induction in the dark, Zhang Baijian has a sense of world fragments after initially cultivating the small world opening method, if he can capture the world in front of him, he can get the world seed.

In that weird little world, there were also gusts of wind. In the yin wind, small blue flames swayed in the yin wind. It seems to be extinguished at any moment.

When the line of sight got closer and closer, everyone realized. Those little blue flames turned out to be elemental people composed of flames.

Groups of blue flame elemental people flew out of the small world, and then lined up in front of the warriors of the Heavenly Wind Tribe, their faces clearly lacking nothing, but they gave people the feeling of staring at this place coldly.

The rich death qi, combined with the rich yin qi between heaven and earth, under the chill, many people shivered all over, their faces were pale, and they were obviously deeply poisoned by the cold and dead qi. Looking at the crowd around him, most of them were like this, and Zhang Baijian couldn't take care of it much, and the thunder and flames all over his body were displayed. The originally domineering thunder flame dispelled the cold and brought warmth to the world.

Zhang Baijian's true yuan was originally the purest and most domineering yang energy, and it was the nemesis of all cold and dead energy.

"You can't let that small world come! its dead qi will pollute the surrounding yin qi and affect the spirit of the conjuring!" the high priest shouted.

If Yang Qi is the opposite of Yin Qi, it will consume Yin Qi and affect the concentration of Yin Qi. Dead Qi is a dirt variant of Yin Qi, and its presence affects the purity of Yin Qi.

If it's just yang, it's like a scoop of water that extinguishes a fire, but if it's full of water, it doesn't matter. But dead air is like sewage, even if it is a small basin of sewage, if it is splashed into a lake, it will pollute the water quality.

Zhang Baijian looked at the exhausted Tianfeng Tribe warriors around him and stepped forward.

Take the lead and rush towards the fire elementals who are lined up.

With a punch that squeezed the two fire elemental people, Zhang Baijian unfolded the Flame Ring, and devoured these Fire Elemental People with the lava world of the Flame Ring.

As Yan Ring absorbed these blue flames, Zhang Baijian suddenly had a very wonderful feeling, as Yan Ring absorbed these fire elemental people, it seemed to be activating, and the power of some artifacts that truly belonged to Yan Emperor was being gradually stimulated. At least with the blessing of this ring, Zhang Baijian felt that his speed was being improved.

As the blue flames sucked in more and more, Zhang Baizhi's speed became faster and faster.

In the end, only a purple-red ray of light was left to fly among the fire elementals.

However, in just a few breaths of the world, the dense army of fire elementals was actually wiped out by Zhang Baijian alone.

The warriors of the Heavenly Wind Tribe, who were originally struggling to fly over to support, looked at Zhang Baijian with shocked eyes.

Under the shroud of the flame ring, Zhang Baijian, who was burning with blue flames, rushed into the small world full of graves in a flash.

With Zhang Baijian entering, the scenery of the entire small world seemed to have changed, and what Zhang Baijian saw outside was not what he saw in front of him.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhang Baijian was stunned, and then his pupils shrank suddenly.

Head!

Densely packed with human heads.

This extremely vast plain is full of human heads, and when you look up, you can't seem to see the border.

And under the human head, there are endless white bones, and the forest exudes a cold chill.

Everything in front of him seems to be a sea of heads.

With Zhang Baijian's concentration, he also felt his scalp tingle at this moment, and his body unconsciously took two steps back, and the expression on his face finally turned into shock. The calamity in his body is crazy breeding, and Zhang Baijian feels that only by surviving this tribulation can he give birth to a lot of golden tribulation, that is, merit.

There are so many people here that it's too many to count, so many that it's impossible to count. There are so many that even if you take a look at it more, you will feel that your heart is trembling, and the death air that is so thick that it turns into a storm here, and in this sea of limelight, a crazy roar is permeated.

Under the impact of this storm of dead air, Zhang Baijian suddenly had an urge to turn around and flee, and the suffocating feeling suppressed in the dead air made the horror in Zhang Baijian's eyes reach its peak.

And in the center of the sea of human heads, under the storm of dead air, on top of a huge tower built by a human head, a throne formed by the accumulation of white bones was placed. On the throne was an old man covered in black bone armor, and the old man seemed to be sleeping with his cheeks on his cheeks, but a crazy will emanated from his body.

"It's spectacular, isn't it?" the voice of vicissitudes of life came from above the throne.

"I just know that this requires killing a lot of people!" Zhang Baijian calmed himself down, and there was a coldness in his voice.

The voice of vicissitudes of life said: "The evolution and expansion of the world requires a lot of resources, those who cultivate fire need fire, those who repair ice need ice, and those who cultivate gold need a lot of metals. My cultivation is death qi, so naturally I need a lot of dead people. What's more, when it comes to resources, what is more abundant in this world than people?

The Mo Ran and chilling coldness revealed in his voice made Zhang Baijian shudder.

"Crazy!" was Zhang Baijian's answer.

"Madman, hehe, little one, it's just because you haven't lived long enough to know one day, when you're old enough for me. All good and evil in this world are false, and only the strength in hand is true. Those small mortals, whose lifespan is no more than a hundred years, are no different from ants in my eyes. It would be a privilege for some of the ants if they could provide me with some help on my path to enlightenment. ”

"Of course, since you have met me, you will not be able to live even if you think about it, so turn into the dead air and nutrients of my world, and make sacrifices for my enlightenment!"

The old man's voice is not only vicissitudes, but also very domineering and evil. But all the heroes and strong people often like to use the titles of this seat, the emperor, the lonely, the widow, etc., to improve their majesty. But this old man is just a simple 'I' word, but he is extraordinary and domineering. His self is obviously not the 'me' that all beings in the world have, but the 'me' that is the only one in the world.

For the sake of his only 'me', he can sacrifice anyone in the world, without exception.

"If you want to kill me, I'm afraid you don't have the ability!" Zhang Baijian was experienced in a hundred battles after all, quickly stabilized his mind, took out the dead branch and the flame ring, and held them in both hands.

"Oh, it looks like you still want to do it! Yes, but a little Yang Soul dares to take out a weapon in front of me. You are qualified to let me know your name. The old man raised his head slightly, but still did not open his eyes.

Sou!

In the next moment, Zhang Baidao's body turned into a ray of light, and the flame ring in his hand magnified and smashed towards the old man with the weight of a world.

The old man stretched out his index finger slightly, and flicked his fingers at the Yan Ring in Zhang Baijian's hand.

Clang!

In the next moment, Zhang Baijian flew out upside down with the Yan Ring at a faster speed. Yan Jie's face was still vibrating at an extremely high frequency, sending out a continuous concussive force, shattering Zhang Baidao's body bones and injuring his internal organs. (To be continued.) )