Di Jiang was also furious, and the big stone in his heart fell. He had no more baggage.

At this moment, he was also filled with murderous intent and was about to go crazy.

Without the intervention of saints, their Wu clan would be invincible.

The little demon tribe just bulldozed it at will.

"I think we need to be cautious. It is still unknown whether this news is true or false."

When the ancestral witches screamed, Hou Tu sang the opposite tune as always.

"Haha, I think this news must be true. If you think about it carefully, if there was really a saint behind you, the demon clan would have attacked you long ago. Will they keep pretending?"

Obviously this is a sign of guilty conscience, and he wants us to think that Saint Nuwa is still supporting the demon clan." Di Jiang laughed and became completely stunned. At this moment, he found himself again, and he was still the one who dominated the world.

The leader of ancestral witches.

"Yes, brother is right. Sister, please stop messing around here. If you don't want to go, then you can stay at home and take charge." Gonggong said with a smile, extremely cheerful.

After hearing this, Hou Tu spread his hands helplessly and said nothing.

"By the way, let's fight again. Let's make an agreement this time and never provoke those two from Sun Star."

"I also heard a piece of news. I went to listen to the words of the mighty Sheng Dao Dao." Tian Wu said in a familiar voice, so mysteriously that all the ancestral witches became nervous.

"What news?"

Tian Wu looked around and said word by word: "Ling Xiao... is still alive and appeared when the saints were preaching!"

As soon as these words came out, the ancestral witches were immediately stunned, their pupils shrank unconsciously, their hearts were extremely agitated, and they even couldn't help but look at the Weihan corpses piled in the corner.

"Really? This is no joke!" Di Jiang asked with a solemn expression. The shock brought by this news was no less than the previous one.

Originally, he was preparing to attack with his entire army and kill indiscriminately, but when he heard the news again, he was in heaven one moment and hell the next. It was so exciting!

"Of course it is true, but I heard that something taboo happened between Ling Xiao and the saints, and it cannot be mentioned."

"In short, the final result is that Ling Xiao was beaten away and seriously injured. After all, it is not easy to escape against six saints." Tian Wu said with a serious face.

His ability is the Law of Wind, which allows him to control the wind between heaven and earth. He is very good at obtaining intelligence and news.

He learned this news from some powerful people, but it was very vague. What happened in the middle was unknown, as if this memory had been erased.

As soon as these words came out, Di Jiang and the other ancestral wizards immediately relaxed again and felt much more comfortable.

Just now, I was worried that Ling Xiao would return and kill the Witch Clan until not even a blade of grass could grow.

But now it seems that they are worrying too much. With Sanqing and other saints blocking their way, they are still safe.

"Tian Wu is right. Regardless of whether the news is true or false, Ling Xiao will come back or not. In short, Sun Star must not move again."

"It has been passed down from now on that no one from the tribe will be allowed to go near that place!"

Di Jiang gave the order and solemnly announced that the last time it was because he made a wrong step and provoked the Sun Star, and as a result, the Wu clan was almost wiped out.

Learn the lesson from last time, this time you must not go to Sun Star to look for trouble again.

"Yes, big brother!" All the ancestor witches responded in unison, which was exactly what they wanted.

"All troops attack!"

Di Jiang no longer thought about Ling Xiao's matter, waved his hand, and shouted in a thunderous voice, this time he was going to do it for real, not just for fun like before.

During the period when saints did not appear, their witch clan had the ability to dominate the world, and they were unstoppable and invincible.

At this moment, Di Jiang was under pressure, and his ambitions began to grow. He wanted to collect luck, reach a higher realm, and get rid of the situation of being constrained by the saint.

"Rumble..."

The warriors of the Wu clan were howling and roaring. They had not been able to fight in these years, and there was not enough flesh and blood to replenish them. They were almost sick from holding back their blood, and their vitality was even weakening.

A hearty battle is urgently needed to save the situation.

Suddenly, the army of the Witch Clan was huge and marched towards the Demon Clan. They did not hide their presence and spread their evil aura throughout the galaxy.

This attracted the attention of many powerful people.

"Hey! The Witch Clan has started again? Who are you pretending to scare all day long?"

"It's just like the real thing. The ancestral shaman with thunder wrapped around his body is so good at acting. Looking at his eagerness, it seems as if he has never had a fight in his life!"

Da Neng, who was familiar with the situation of the Wu Clan, was immediately laughed at. He felt that the Wu Clan was just like before, only thundering but no rain. After all, they had seen it too many times over the years and it was no longer new.

But soon they stopped laughing, and their expressions gradually became stiff and solemn.

Witnessed with my own eyes, an ancestral witch tore apart a large demon with his own hands, bathed in blood and went crazy.

Only then did I realize that this time it seemed that it was no joke, the Witch Clan was really planning to take action against the Monster Clan.

Some of the powerful people watching the fun couldn't laugh anymore, remembering the fear of being dominated by the witch clan.

Although the witch clan has been defeated now and three ancestral witches have died, they are still invincible.

We can't think that the ancestral witches are no longer good because they were beaten violently. Among the saints, the ancestral witches are still the strongest.

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In the middle of the prehistoric period, the armies stationed by the demon clan and the witch clan have started fighting. The shouts of killing are shaking the sky and shaking the vast land for hundreds of millions of miles.

The black armies collided together like tides, and blood flowed across the oars, dyeing the sky red.

"It's too much to bully witches! It's too arrogant. It's so arrogant to strike first. I'll kill these beasts today. Kill as many as they can!"

There was a great shaman who was ten thousand feet tall, raising his arms and shouting loudly. The evil energy on his body was like wolf smoke, rolling up the endless galaxy.

"Assholes! It was obviously you who started the attack, a group of unintelligent barbarians, fight with them!" On the demon clan's side, a big demon also sternly retorted, shocked and angry, and feeling unspeakably aggrieved.

"Kill! Kill me hard and avenge your dead comrades!"

"Fight them!"

"Ouch!"

The battle was shocking and out of control.

In the clouds above the battlefield, two figures stood quietly, holding a round light, smiling at the battle below.

"Brother, what's this plan like? Isn't this going to start a fight?"

Zhunti asked with a smile on his face. The truth is simple. He just turned into a member of the two tribes of lich and witch, used a little trick to provoke a dispute.

Moreover, in order to allow them to let go of their hands and fight thoroughly, they also deliberately spread rumors and told the Witch Clan that the saint would not be punished.

Based on the performance of the Wu Clan over the years, it is not difficult for Zhunti to deduce that the reason why the Ancestral Wus have not taken action is because of the intimidation of Saint Nuwa, which prevents them from taking any rash action.

"Good!" He nodded and said the word softly, very satisfied with his junior brother's performance.

at the same time.
Chapter completed!