readx;? The Chiyan clan at the foot of the volcano, who lived here in the era, has been passed down through a long period of time, and the number of people has grown from a few thousand at the beginning to more than two million today, which is barely a small regional clan in the vast immortal world. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info//

Don't underestimate the so-called regional clans, those who are eligible for this title are at least one party who is strong and dominates tens of thousands of miles.

However, the loss of too many inheritance classics, and the fact that the clan has never given birth to a peerless powerhouse have greatly reduced the strength of the Chiyan clan compared to the surface, and in this radius of tens of thousands of miles, it has never straightened its back.

Not long ago, having just found a backer to rely on, the High Priest once said that the sleeping Lord of Faith was extremely powerful.

As long as He wakes up and gives him a little kindness, he can help the Chiyan Clan restore the supreme glory of the ancient years.

This made all the people of the Chiyan tribe ecstatic, and they prayed sincerely day after day, so that they could help the Lord of Faith awaken in the shortest possible time.

But what frightened them was that before the Lord of Faith had awakened, the survival of the Red Flame Clan had become difficult.

"Great Sacrifice, the battlefield between the Fire Clan and the Snow Clan, I am thinking that my clan's position is close, if you don't leave immediately, I'm afraid it will be too late!"

Under the altar, a Red Yan Clan monk spoke anxiously, his face unconcealed with horror.

The high-level leaders of the Chiyan clan who attended the meeting suddenly had a commotion.

"Silence!" the high priest shouted, "Failure to honor in front of the altar is a blasphemy against the Lord of Faith, do you want to arouse the anger of the Lord!"

The altar suddenly fell silent, and many people hurriedly bowed their heads and prayed with uneasy faces.

"The Great Sacrifice is angry, and now it involves the life and death of our clan, and it is understandable that the clansmen are anxious. The patriarch said, and couldn't help but sigh softly, "Now that the situation is so dangerous, and the Lord of Faith has come without any instructions, we may have to rely on ourselves. ”

The Great Priest was silent, he had to admit that what the patriarch said was very right, and it fit the hearts of many clansmen, and it was the best choice.

But he had to object.

With a bitter smile, the High Priest raised his head, "You may scold me in your hearts for being old and stubborn, and I would rather die than be flexible, but the truth is that my clan can't leave this volcano at all. ”

"Great Priest, what do you mean by that?"

"Why can't my clan leave, please ask the great priest to say it!"

"Could it be that the Great Priest knows something?"

As soon as the patriarch raised his hand, the chaos suddenly calmed down, showing his strong control, and said in a deep voice: "Great priest, tell the reason, if you can't convince the people, I put the survival of the clan first, and I can only lead the clan to leave, even if it offends the majesty of the Lord of Faith, I am willing to bear it!"

The bitterness at the corner of the Great Priest's mouth became heavier, "Patriarch, you are in charge of the daily affairs of the clan, haven't you noticed that among the newborn babies of my clan, there are fewer and fewer people who are qualified to cultivate, and the qualifications are getting lower and lower?"

"When you first ascended to the position of patriarch, our clan had about 20,000 newborns a year, but after 400 years, there will be only more than 18,000, and after 700 years, 16,000 will be owed, and at present, there will be less than 15,000 newborns per year. Among them, the proportion of newborns who are qualified to practice has dropped from 40% to less than 30% today, and the average qualification has also decreased by one level. ”

The patriarch's face changed slightly, his eyebrows were contemplating, and his face became more and more ugly.

Obviously, things are exactly as they have been said above.

The Great Priest coughed, "I have been the Great Priest for far longer than you have been on the position of Patriarch, so the gradual decline of our clan is even more shocking, since more than four thousand years ago, I have begun to secretly investigate the cause, in order to find a way to rejuvenate the Chiyan Clan." Not long ago, I finally found the reason, but it made me despair. ”

His cloudy eyes swept through the crowd, and his old face was lonely and sad, "I found that the reason for the decline of the Chiyan Clan is not caused by the outside world, but the blood flowing in our bodies, which is constantly thinning and disappearing, like a puddle without a source, which can only gradually dry up in despair, and the speed of drying up is getting faster and faster." ”

The patriarch's eyes flashed, "No, if the blood is really thin and dissipated, it is impossible for us to be unaware, the Great Sacrifice is wrong for you!"

The frightened people of the Chiyan clan seemed to have been injected with a heart booster, and their pale faces regained a trace of blood.

The High Priest sighed, "I also hope that the reason I found is wrong, but in fact, none of you are aware of this because of the volcano in front of you and me. Perhaps some of the ancestors had already expected this day in the future, so they chose to settle here, and strictly ordered our people not to relocate. ”

"With the help of the power of this volcano, the bloodline of the Red Yan Clan has been able to maintain to this day, but because of this, we have become inseparable from it. Because, once out of the power range of the volcano, the bloodline of the Red Yan Clan will completely disappear in a very short period of time. At that time, even if it is you, your cultivation will plummet, and it will be difficult to find a person with cultivation qualifications among newborns...... The race will be completely decayed. ”

The Great Priest's voice was sad, "Do you think you can still escape now? Even if you escape, you can avoid this catastrophe for the time being, and what will happen to those who are waiting for the Chiyan Clan?"

Under the altar, there was silence.

The patriarch clenched his fists hard, his nails digging deep into the flesh, and the pain was not as painful as in his heart. Is the Red Flame Clan really going to perish or completely sink in his hands?

"Tribesmen!" the High Priest suddenly spoke, breaking the dead silence, "Now, I hope that you will be able to go back at once, gather all your people, and pray to our Lord of Faith, that he will wake up and descend with supreme power to protect my people through this calamity. ”

Maybe you feel negative and hopeless, but that's the only thing we can do!"

The patriarch was the first to turn around and walk out, this tough man who has always had a tough personality, sharp methods, and desperately defended the interests of the clan, his back became rickety, as if he was carrying a mountain, and every step was extremely heavy.

More high-ranking members of the Chiyan clan left full of sadness.

The high priest turned around, knelt down under the altar, bowed his head and kissed the ground, and whispered reverently, "My lord, you exist above billions, your status is revered, and you are the most noble existence in this heaven and earth. Thy power is unstoppable, thy majesty brooks no offense, and thy brilliance will illuminate the world. ”

"I beg you to wake up and shelter your most devout believers from the whirlpool of despair and fear and to suffer no more. ”

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Just when the Chiyan Clan Great Sacrifice was praying, somewhere in the fairy world, the sky suddenly shattered, lightning flashed, thunder, and the wind roared, and in a blink of an eye, it seemed to be a scene of annihilation!

That loud bang silenced all the creatures in the mountains below.

A figure appeared between the cracks, struggling, squeezing out of it little by little.