Collecting the corpse for the emperor, my cultivation base will skyrocket for ten thousand years!

Chapter 291 The Great Enemy Attacks, A Clan Battle!
Tianfeng tribe, ancestral temple!
huh~
When Feng Yuan and Feng Changqing arrived in the spirit boat, they raised their eyes and saw that the entire ancestral hall was already full of people, and many clansmen gathered together, each with a look of grief.

And in the center of the lobby of the ancestral hall, there is a coffin...

this moment!
Everyone looked extremely heavy!

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

Silence!
Besides.

On both sides of the mourning hall, there is also an old man with a deep aura sitting upright. They are the only two surviving ancestors of the Tianfeng tribe.

only!
At this time, the two ancestors became silent. They stared quietly at the coffin in the center of the ancestral temple, with helplessness and sighs flowing in their old eyes.

But more, still worried...

Although the Tianfeng tribe is a large tribe with nearly [-] people, both in terms of strength and background, but as far as the Lei Ze region is concerned, they are not the only powerful tribe.

In addition to the Tianfeng tribe, Lei Ze also has big tribes such as the Chiyue tribe, the Cangming tribe, and the Xuanniao tribe. The strength of these tribes is not weaker than the Tianfeng tribe.

and!

For a long time, in order to compete for various resources of Lei Ze, the struggle among various tribes has also been very fierce.

even.

To the point where fire and water are incompatible!
In particular, the Chiyue Tribe bordering the Tianfeng Tribe, after tens of thousands of years of fighting, the two sides have already become enemies of life and death, and they both want to destroy each other.

However, since the strength of the Tianfeng tribe and the Chiyue tribe are not much different, even though the two sides have struggled for tens of thousands of years, they still have not destroyed each other.

However, this balanced situation is about to be broken...

because!

For nearly a thousand years, the Tianfeng tribe has had a lack of younger generations. When it comes to their own talent and strength, they are not as good as before, and even inferior to the Chiyue tribe.

Gradually.

The Tianfeng Tribe has shown signs of weakness. According to this situation, sooner or later, the Tianfeng Tribe will be annexed by the Chiyue Tribe...

Now, with Feng Qingyun's death, the survival pressure of the Tianfeng tribe will become extremely huge.

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

Think more!

The worries in the eyes of the two patriarchs Feng Qinglei and Feng Qingming became more intense.

……

"Zhentian, are all the clansmen here?"

long silence.

Feng Qinglei, who was sitting on the left side of the mourning hall, asked Feng Zhentian below.

Hear it!

Feng Zhentian turned around and glanced at the direct clan members inside and outside the ancestral hall, and nodded.

"Old Ancestor, everyone has basically arrived."

"Hmm~"

"In that case, according to the tradition of our Tianfeng Tribe, hold a memorial ceremony for Patriarch Qingyun and send him off for the last time..."

Feng Qinglei ordered lightly.

"Yes!"

"The patriarch has an order, the sacrificial ceremony begins, and the clansmen pay respects~"

woohoo~
As the sound of Feng Zhentian fell, a low and solemn horn sounded outside the ancestral hall. Immediately afterwards, all the clansmen in the ancestral hall began to kneel down to worship in accordance with the traditional rituals of the tribe.

Feng Changqing is also a direct descendant of the tribe!
but.

Since he had no cultivation base, he was placed at the back of the crowd.

at this time!

He is also following the people in the ancestral hall, worshiping the ancestor Qingyun in a devout manner; but, compared to others, he looks at the coffin in the ancestral hall, but has a strange thought.

Inside, there is something about to move...

"Right now, I'm only short of the last corpse in the Divine Wheel Realm, and I can invite the envoy Dongfang Bubai to solve my physical problems and embark on the road of cultivation."

"Right now, Patriarch Qingyun unfortunately died. He is also a strong man in the Divine Wheel Realm. If his body..."

Feng Changqing's eyes were fixed on the coffin in the mourning hall.

Gradually.

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

"No, that is the ancestor who has made countless contributions to the tribe and defended the tribe all his life. Now that he is dead, if I take his body and dedicate it to others, it will be worse than a beast."

"I can't do this!"

"However, the ancestor is already dead. If I can use his corpse to change my life and destiny, it will be considered a blessing for future generations..."

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

……

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

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

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

Boom!

Just as he was struggling crazily in his heart, suddenly, two loud noises that shook the world suddenly came from the distant sky.

Subsequently.

Amidst the terrified and shrill screams of many tribesmen, one could see a fierce and terrifying big hand, wrapped in a monstrous force, and landed fiercely on the tribe.

Bang!
A punch fell, directly piercing through the entire Tianfeng City.

All the buildings and clansmen along the way were all destroyed...

See this scene!

Everyone in the ancestral hall was shocked!
"Old Ancestor, something is wrong, people from the Chiyue Tribe are calling..."

At this time.

Some clansmen came to the ancestral hall in panic and reported.

what?
The Chiyue tribe is coming?

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

Even the two patriarchs Feng Qinglei and Feng Qingming got up suddenly.

The cold and sharp eyes looked towards the void beyond the tribe...

Subsequently.

The two walked out of the ancestral hall hand in hand.

call out!
call out!
call out!
……

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

"Sigh~"

"That's... the three ancestors of the Chiyue tribe? Are they all dispatched?"

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

"Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight with the Chiyue tribe..."

"If the blood doesn't run dry, I swear I won't stop!"

……

While everyone was shocked, a shocking fighting spirit erupted from each of them.

"Everyone, follow me to meet the enemy!"

"Kill these bastards from the Chiyue tribe and drive them out..."

Feng Qinglei roared sharply.

Say it.

Immediately, he waved his hand and took out a simple blue battle sword, and rushed towards the ancestor of the Chiyue tribe aggressively.

"kill!"

"Boys, please strengthen my Tianfeng tribe!"

Feng Qingming also let out a roar.

Subsequently.

He also pulled out an ancient sword and headed towards the ancestors of the Chiyue tribe.

The Tianfeng tribe and the Chiyue tribe have long been enemies of life and death. They have experienced countless times like this.

therefore!

When the three ancestors of the Chiyue tribe came to kill with the tribe's strong men, they took up weapons and killed without any hesitation or fear.

Either kill the opponent, or be killed by the opponent!
To die for the Horde is the highest honor.

boom!
boom!
boom!
……

There is no nonsense between the two sides, it is directly a battle of the whole clan.

Following Feng Qinglei and Feng Qingming's two patriarchs, the leader Feng Zhentian also led the powerful members of the tribe, and joined the battle one after another.

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

"Changqing, you don't have cultivation, don't run around."

"You stay in the ancestral hall, guard the spirit of ancestor Qingyun well, and wait for us to return in victory..."

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

"Brother, be careful!"

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

The voice fell.

Feng Yuan took a step forward and left the ancestral hall, appeared outside the tribe, and started fighting frantically with the Chiyue tribe.

In a blink of an eye!
In the majestic and solemn ancestral hall, all the clansmen who were capable of fighting had already gone to battle to kill the enemy, leaving Feng Changqing alone, standing alone.

Accompanying him is only the dead ancestor Feng Qingyun...

(End of this chapter)