"I don't care what method you use, I will definitely kill her today!"
Feng Lingling glared at Zhiyou fiercely while screaming crazily.
"As I said, her luck is extremely strong, and there are some things that I can't even understand."
An old voice said slowly: "When you take away her luck, you can do whatever you want to deal with her."
"I don't care about what she has on her. I want her dead!"
"Ling'er, don't be willful! Do you still remember what your goal is?"
The old voice suddenly became stern,
Feng Lingling was unwilling to make any noise, but she did not dare to continue making noise, and said with a sigh of relief: "Remember, becoming the most powerful witch god of the witch clan will make all the witch clan bow their heads."
"Just remember."
The old voice regained its kindness, and said earnestly: "Everything you are going through now is just the experience before becoming a god. Your status is precious, why should you care about it like an ant."
"I understand, ancestor."
Feng Lingling responded bitterly in her heart, but her face was full of disapproval, and her eyes still looked at Zhiyou as if they were quenched with poison.
"After all, this is not a world of cultivating immortals. You and I are restricted in everything. If it weren't for the Same Fate Curse, Heaven would have already taken action against you and me..."
"Just wait for me!"
After saying harsh words, under the murmuring sounds of her ancestor, Lingling left behind her bodyguards who were still alive and dead, and rushed away with the remaining people.
After the person disappeared, Tangbaozi told Zhiyou what he had heard before in a confusing manner. This time he did not avoid it deliberately, so Zhiyuanjian also heard it.
Zhi Yuanjian said: "No wonder I always felt something was wrong with her."
Feng Lingling's strength was so low that he had no interest in taking action, but on the other hand, he felt like he was facing a formidable enemy, which made him have a lot of troubles before.
Only by moving his hands could he discover that something was wrong and that it came from another soul.
"Witch Clan? Witch God? Ancestor?"
Zhiyou is trying to piece together a reasonable story using a few key words.
She has heard about the witch clan. It is said that witches existed in ancient times and were among the top ten witches.
But she didn't know much more.
So Feng Lingling is a descendant of the ancient witch clan?
The so-called divine bloodline is actually the bloodline of the Witch God?
Is there another ancestor?
Feng Lingling is really a magical person. Not only does he have all kinds of care from heaven, but even his ancestors can come back to life to help...
It’s true that people are more likely to die than others.
But having said that, even if Feng Lingling had the right time, place, and people, she could be beaten back to her original shape by this miscellaneous fish, and this happened more than once.
This shows what?
It shows that she is not worthy!
With her villainous demeanor, vicious ignorance, shamelessness, little success but more than failure, I'm afraid ten of her ancestors would have to come back to help her in order to elevate her to the throne of God...
Forget it, don't think about it anymore, Feng Lingling is not worth her waste of time.
Zhiyou forgot about Feng Lingling in the blink of an eye. What was more worth her trouble now was Zhiyuan Sword.
The chaos caused by Zhiyuanjian's previous battle with Zhulong must have been considerable, and Gou Tiandao would definitely not let it go...
Just as he was thinking this, Zhiyuan Sword disappeared from his eyes with a whoosh.
Zhiyou subconsciously stretched out his little hand, only to catch a handful of cool wind.
Sugar Bun raised his little head, stared at a certain point in the sky and said, "Uncle Jian has gone to heaven."
"Well."
Zhiyou also raised his little head, but saw nothing.
I'm really afraid of what will happen. It seems that Gou Tiandao has already attacked Yuan Jian.
But Zhiyou, whose strength is only in the foundation building stage, can only look at the sky in vain, unable to do anything to help.
Zhiyou was so upset that she was spinning around in circles like a headless chicken. She wanted to say some cruel words to Tiandao, but that would have no effect at all except making her even more incompetent.
"How to do how to do?"
Zhiyuan Sword and Tiandao are not at the same level at all. If the two confront each other, Zhiyuan Sword will definitely lose, and he may be killed directly...
Just when she was thinking wildly, getting more worried and irritable the more she thought about it, the Zhiyuan Sword appeared in front of her again with a whoosh.
"..."
Zhiyou was dumbfounded.
"Gout Tiandao asked me to clean up the mess."
The light on Zhiyuanjian's body dimmed, and he didn't know what kind of torture he had suffered in the short period of time before. Even the sound transmission became weak.
As long as you're still alive, that's fine!
Zhiyou breathed a sigh of relief and sent a message: "Clean it up as soon as you can, leaving the green hills intact so you don't have to worry about running out of firewood."
"I know it well, otherwise I will have to fight him to the death."
That's what he said, but Zhiyuan Sword showed a deep sense of unwillingness from the tip to the end of the sword.
Zhiyou sighed and said, "It's better to look at the present first."
Zhi Yuanjian believed that it was probably Heaven that killed his master Feng Zhiyuan, but in her opinion, the possibility was not very high.
However, Gou Tiandao had no rules or bottom line for his actions, and there was no telling what he could do. Therefore, she did not dare to say anything and could only silently follow Zhi Yuanjian on the road to clean up the mess.
The so-called mess refers to all kinds of disasters in the world and the monsters and monsters that take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble.
Zhiyuan Sword must single-handedly quell disasters, slay demons, and restore peace to the world.
Zhiyuanjian did not want to waste his spiritual power in flying, so he was carried on his shoulders by Zhiyou. After walking a short distance, he carefully muttered: "The way of heaven is really blind."
"right."
Although I don’t know what aspect he is referring to, as long as he agrees, he is definitely right.
Zhi Yuanjian said disdainfully: "He couldn't see that Zhulong was just a remnant soul, and he asked me what was going on."
Zhiyou nodded and said, "He has always been blind and stupid."
Tiandao: You two think that I am dead? If you want to say bad things about me, you can’t communicate in private?
Tiandao, who was already in a bad mood, was struck by thunder and decided to let them understand what the dignity of Tiandao is.
The thunder from the sky fell in front of Zhiyou, creating a huge deep pit.
The edge of the pit was only a finger away from her toes. If she hadn't reacted quickly, she would have missed and fallen into the pit.
Zhiyou: "..."
Zhiyuan Sword: "..."
No, God heard what they said, this is a warning to them!
Sugar Bun was startled. He looked up at the sky with his big watery eyes and pointed at a certain place and said, "There is something strange there."
He accurately pointed out the location of the way of heaven.
"Idiot who can't tell the difference between inside and outside!"
Tiandao cursed and left angrily.
Both the Spirit of Heaven and Earth and Ze Cang should get closer to him. What is the result?
If he and Zhiyou fight now, those two insane fools will definitely help that dead girl deal with him.
Thinking of this, Tiandao felt sad for himself.
For the sake of this world, he was really living a miserable life.
Not only must your mind be as broad as the world, but you must also pretend to be blind and deaf from time to time.
Do they really think he can't see what's going on with Zhulong?
Well, I really didn’t notice it because I was too panicked at first, but then I thought about it and checked everything and everything became clear.
He just doesn't want to argue with them! This chapter has been completed!