Apart from this, there are only three other restricted areas left.

But in the land of demons, the lunatics have spoken out, and even the dragons have to evacuate.

The Death Glacier is the territory of the Qilin Clan.

There is no one in the remaining God Burial Place, but who dares to go?

The place where gods are buried is now the battlefield between the Kingdom of God and the Tianyun Realm.

Not to mention the tribesmen below, even the white-haired old woman herself couldn't help but feel desperate.

The Feng Clan, which used to be in a restricted area and enjoyed great prosperity, now can't even find a place to stay. How sad!

Is the Phoenix Clan...really going to die?

"Fire flood!"

suddenly.

A shout sounded.

Everyone followed the sound and saw an old man with white hair, clenching his hands tightly, and a trace of determination in his eyes.

"how?"

Huo Dahong looked at the white-haired old man and asked.

The hefa old man said: "You are Huo Wenchang's father and Huo Wu's grandfather. If you go to them, you must ask them to lend a helping hand."

"Do you really want to find them?"

Some old antiques suddenly looked unhappy.

"how?"

"Do you have a way to solve the current problem?"

"If you really have a way, fine, I'll listen to you and do whatever you want."

The white-haired old man said angrily.

A group of people fell silent.

The crane-haired old man sighed: "Look at the tribesmen around you!"

A group of people looked up at the tribesmen around them, and their eyes suddenly trembled slightly.

At this moment, the eyes of the tribesmen around them were filled with disappointment when they looked at them.

"Even the clan's land cannot be saved. As the elders of the Phoenix clan and as the hope in the eyes of the clan, don't you feel that you have failed?"

"Three days ago, I suggested to find Huo Wenchang and Huo Wu, but did you listen?"

"Not only did you not listen, what did you say to lure the wolf into the house?"

"Now think about it again, isn't this ridiculous?"

"Do you still remember what I said to you before I left? If we don't invite their father and daughter back, our Phoenix Clan will be doomed sooner or later. Do you believe it? You don't believe it either."

"But what now?"

"Tell me, how close are we, the Phoenix Clan, to the end?"

"Look at you people, you are all selfish and only for yourself. You don't think about the future of the Phoenix clan or the safety of the clan members. How dare you claim to be virtuous and respectable?"

"yes."

"I admit that I was also selfish. When Queen Feng snatched the inheritance, I didn't say anything for Huo Wu, but now I know I was wrong."

"But what about you? You are still stubborn until now."

"Is it true that you have to wait until the day when the Phoenix Clan is destroyed before you can wake up? Aren't you afraid of becoming the Phoenix Clan's eternal sinner?"

The white-haired old man shouted angrily, heartbroken.

It's really ridiculous that such a powerful Phoenix clan has been reduced to what it is now.

Everyone lowered their heads, with pain on their faces.

"Actually, when I look back, this incident was originally Feng Hou's fault."

"This child Huo Wu has always been silently suffering grievances."

"If Queen Feng hadn't given the Hanque Sword to Bing Changtian and his daughter, which touched her bottom line, I'm afraid this child wouldn't have done anything rebellious even now."

"Yes."

"She never did anything wrong. It was us who were wrong!"

"So all this now is our own fault and no one else is to blame."

The white-haired old woman sighed deeply.

"That's right."

"It's just that we are too selfish."

"But now, it's still too late to make up for it."

"As long as we sincerely repent, I believe the child will forgive us."

"Huo Dahong, you must go find her and bring them back at any cost, because they are our Phoenix Clan's only hope now."

The white-haired old man looked at Huo Dahong and said in a deep voice.

Huo Dahong struggled for a moment, sighed, and nodded: "Okay, I'll go, but I can't guarantee it. After all, what we did this time really hurt Wu'er's heart."

"Do your best."

"But we also have to prepare for the worst."

"Looking at Long Qin's attitude, the Dragon Clan definitely has no room for negotiation. It is imperative to occupy our clan land."

"So, we still have to shamelessly go to the Yu Huang, Blood Ancestor, Little Rabbit, and the Qilin Clan to see if we can ask them to give up a place for us to stay temporarily."

The gray-haired old man said.

"I agree."

The white-haired old woman nodded.

Because as of now, there is no better way.

Although this is a very embarrassing thing, I don't care about it anymore.

Besides, now, the Feng Clan is just like a bereaved dog, do they still have any face to speak of?

"You don't have any objections!"

The white-haired old man swept towards a group of old antiques.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and in the end they all shook their heads.

"Then let's split up!"

As the crane-haired old man waved his hand, a group of old antiques either opened time and space channels or activated time and space teleportation artifacts, and quickly left.

"Why!"

"I hope our Phoenix clan can survive this disaster successfully!"

After a group of people left, the white-haired old man turned to look at the white-haired old woman, shook his head and sighed deeply.

"Will do."

The white-haired old woman smiled comfortingly.

But will it really happen?

She herself had no confidence, and this was just a word to appease the tribesmen around her.
Chapter completed!