Seeing this guy called the high priest reaching out to him, Zhou Zhi was panicked. It would be fine if it were someone else, but he would have to fight. But this man's strength was too profound and even the rust sword was subdued by him, and the Five-Side Flag might be even more useless. If the Five-Side Flag was gone, how could he fight against this group of witch clans like bulls?

Immediately urged the oiling technique of the soles of the feet, and ran desperately with the Yaoyan Drunken Immortal Step, and shouted loudly: "You took my weapon and now you have taken my magic weapon again. How do you ask me to fight? Is this the spirit of the warrior of the witch clan?"

There is nothing to do, just to stimulate success and let the other party stop.

But the high priest was unmoved at all and smiled faintly: "It would be fine if it were other treasures. The Five-Term Flag was the treasure of the Nine-Headed Emperor to prove the truth. Even if you don't know how to use it, you can resist the attack of the Daluo Golden Immortal. Although my witch disciples are extraordinary, they are not as strong as that, so this treasure is better."

"This is the Five-State Flag!"

After hearing what the high priest said, someone immediately said in great surprise that it was Bai Tan, and the other leaders around him were also shocked. They were old, even more than the Nine-headed Emperor.

But after the Battle of the Immortal Witches, the high priest issued an order, and without his permission, he prohibited any witch clan from leaving the island. After that, although he learned about the situation on the prehistoric continent through various channels and the names of the Nine-headed Emperor and the Five Mountains Immortal King, he did not know much about it, but he only knew about the two methods.

And the five-sided flag used by Emperor Nine-headed to sweep the world naturally had heard of the name, but he had never seen it.

At this moment, many leaders were shocked. They wanted to know the true origin of Zhou Cheng. What kind of person was this, who had the Daoyan sword left by the great god Pangu and obtained the five-sided flag of the Nine-headed Emperor.

Is it really what the so-called destiny belongs to?

At this time, the high priest's big hand that had turned into the sky and earth had reached into the protective barrier. Zhou Cheng tried hard to dodge, but it was useless and was covered by the big hand in a moment.

The five-sided flag seemed to know the danger and ran on its own without Zhou Cheng's activation. The five elements were intertwined and formed into one, wanting to fight against the big hand.

The big hand trembled slightly, and a black vortex appeared in the palm of his palm, hovering rapidly. A strange force was revealed in the black vortex, and black light shone everywhere, covering Zhou Cheng and the five-sided flags.

"Oh, no!" Zhou Cheng shouted, but there was nothing he could do.

Only a sound of whistling sound was heard, Wuji Xinghuang Banner was the first to be blasted, and was forced out of the interweaving formation by those black lights and sucked into the vortex. Once the formation was broken, Wuji Xinghuang Banner was taken away, and its defense was immediately reduced.

Soon, the Flame Flag Flag and the Green Lotus Flag were also collected one after another and disappeared in the whirlpool.

"I'm raising a rabbit, I'll fight with you!" Zhou Cheng was furious and activated the remaining two big flags to kill the vortex. Unfortunately, he had no effect. Instead, he accelerated the other party's premeditation. He saw black light flashing, and the plain cloud realm flag and Xuanyuan water control flag were also taken in by the vortex in the middle of his big hands.

This is a problem. Zhou Cheng wants to cry without tears. This man named High Priest is simply despicable, shameless, despicable, lewd and sloppy... so bad that he can't be broken any more.

Snatch your weapon. If you let yourself duel with so many witch tribes, you will still fight a group of people alone. This is already bad enough. Now you have even taken away your final guarantee. Isn’t this just trying to kill yourself?

When Yu Guang saw the young witch clan who was about to kill him, Zhou Cheng suddenly felt his legs weak. These were not thousands of monks, but they were just thousands of tyrannosauruses. He could not even have treasures on his body, and he really didn't know how to deal with it.

"You are unfair. I heard that all the witch clans are heroes, but now it seems that they are just like that. They say they are a battle of me, take my weapons, take my magic weapons, and let me fight so many of them at one time. Is this the style of your witch clan? It makes people laugh, no wonder they can only hide here forever and dare not go out."

I don’t know what to do, but I can only use a provocation strategy. Although the effect of this method is minimal, it is better than waiting for death without hope.

The high priest shook his head slightly: "You are wrong. I never said a fair fight. And if my witch tribe is a hero, you don't need to judge whether he is a hero. You are not an opponent of my witch tribe's children at this moment, but the prey of my witch tribe's children. When it comes to prey, my witch tribe has never had the habit of fighting alone. I can only fight for it, and whoever grabs it will be his."

"You old turtle!" Zhou Cheng was furious and suddenly thought of the scene when he was in the Heavenly Palace of the God of the World. The method of breaking the formation was not just the rust sword, but also the small swords of mental power, which seemed to be called Lingxi sword.

On that day, I used this Lingxi Sword to break the guardian formation of the Battle Platform of the Panshen Heavenly Palace, and it may be useful here.

My heart moved, remembering the way the exercises of the day, five small spiritual swords appeared and killed them directly above.

Zhou Cheng, who was ready to escape when he saw the opportunity, immediately realized that he was thinking too much. Five Lingxi swords directly hit the formation here, but it was useless and even a ripple did not appear.

Seeing this, the high priest immediately laughed: "The Lingxi Sword is indeed almost the strongest mental power, and it has the effect of breaking the formation. Unfortunately, your cultivation is too low and your mental power is too poor, and you can't break the formation here. It's better to honestly think about how to struggle from me, the witch warriors!"

This damn old man, Zhou Cheng was angry and cursed in his heart but had no choice but to curse, because the remaining witch disciples had already begun to approach him slowly and were ready to take action.

"High Priest, is it really good to do this?" The female leader named Liuli flew to the high priest and asked with some concern. After all, no witch clan does not want to fight to the prehistoric continent, but the high priest's so-called opportunity seemed completely different from what he said before. Naturally, he was puzzled and asked.

No matter how angry you are, no matter how scolding you are, but if Zhou Cheng loses something, will the future major events become bubbles of light and shadow?

The high priest shook his head: "If you let him go like this, others would think that my witch tribe can pinch whatever he wants. Since he can hold the Daoyan Sword, he should be a different person. If he stops here, I can only say that some people have misread the person."

"What?" Liuli asked in confusion. At this time, Zhou Cheng was screaming again, which made her distracted and could not hear clearly enough.

The high priest smiled slightly: "Nothing, anyway, that's it."

Just as he was about to say something, his face suddenly stopped and he returned to his serious state and ordered: "Look at me at any situation here, don't come forward rashly. It seems that a terrible guy is coming to the island, I have to go and see him."

As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body disappeared from the spot.
Chapter completed!