"Great witch, it seems that Di Liao and the other three have gone to the human tribe again."
At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, inside the Xuanming tribe.
A woman stood in front of a loft and bowed.
Crunch!
The glazed red door was pushed open by a delicate hand, and Qingyou walked out of the door.
"Those guys, have they forgotten what the Great Ancestor said before he went into seclusion?"
Looking at the human tribe not far away, a trace of irritation flashed in Qingyou's eyes.
The female witch lowered her head slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she spoke again: "Great witch, they did not kill humans at will, but..."
"Just what?" Qingyou rubbed her eyebrows and asked helplessly.
Although there are many women in the Xuanming Witch Clan, she is the only one among the three great witches.
This led to the fact that since Xuan Ming went into seclusion, most things within the tribe were arranged by the other two male wizards.
Although they are of the same clan, Qingyou and even the women of the entire Xuanming Witch Clan don't like the men in the clan very much.
Perhaps because Xuan Ming is also a woman, the personalities of those male witches are closer to those of the other two great witches.
Absolutely inhumane and cruel!
"Although they did not massacre the human race, they asked the human race to send them young and beautiful women every month."
The female witch lowered her head, with a hint of disgust in her tone.
"What?"
When Qingyou heard this, her expression suddenly turned cold.
Although she didn't know why Xuan Ming wanted to move the tribe back to Buzhou Mountain, Xuan Ming told her before retreating that the Wu Clan must have a good attitude towards the human race!
Qingyou has always followed Xuan Ming's instructions. Once anyone in the tribe has a conflict with the human race, she will ask the tribe to apologize to the human race unconditionally.
Unexpectedly, I have only been in seclusion for a year, and those guys can't help but cause trouble for the human race!
"Diliao..." A figure appeared in Qingyou's mind.
She knew Di Liao, who happened to be a disciple of another great witch in the Xuanming tribe.
Looking at the woman in front of her, Qingyou asked lightly: "How long have they been there?"
"It's been half an hour." The woman replied with her hands in hand.
"Okay, I get it."
Qingyou nodded, and instead of going directly to the human town to capture the other party, she turned around and headed towards the attic.
She was disgusted with Di Liao's actions.
However, what she hates is not that Di Liao insulted the human race, but that the other party did not take Xuan Ming's words seriously.
Di Liao was a disciple of another great witch in the clan, and Qingyou couldn't just go and capture him.
She could only wait for the other party to come back, then go find him and ask him to release all the women from the human race.
However, if Qingyou knew that just because of Di Liao and the other three people, a being that even the ancestral witches she admired most was afraid of, she had developed a dislike for the witch clan, I wonder if she would still be so calm.
...
At a road intersection in the human tribe, many people were gathering at this time.
Almost hundreds of human beings stood together, looking at the opposite side with indignant eyes.
Three men whose auras were completely different from those of the human race were crossing their chests with their hands, looking disdainful.
"Three adults, please show mercy."
Zhisheng passed through the crowd and walked directly to the three witch men.
The resolute and vicissitudes of face was now full of apology.
"Chief, why are you apologizing to them?"
After knowing that the Sheng family had arrived, the pressure that permeated the surrounding areas was immediately weakened a lot.
Wangshu, one of the Xiantian humans, gritted her teeth and straightened her body. When she saw the leader actually bowing to the three Wu clan men in front of her, she was stunned.
"Wang Shu, the Wu clan is kind to our human clan, so we must not be rude!"
Zhisheng turned his head and looked at the blood at the corner of Wangshu's mouth, a trace of anger flashed deep in his eyes.
It's just that the anger was well hidden, and no one present noticed it.
"Being kind to us? Don't you just want them to help plant the seeds?"
"What difficulty does this cause for the Witch Clan?"
"If we, the human race, are going to send our compatriots into the pit of fire every month just because of this, I would rather go hunting than let them help from the witch race!"
Faced with Zhisheng's scolding, Wangshu gritted his teeth and his tone was very angry, even a little aggrieved.
"Would you rather go hunting? Can you feed hundreds of thousands of clan members by yourself?"
"Can you reduce the casualties among the tribe and prevent them from being broken due to hunting?"
"Can you guarantee success every time you hunt?"
Looking at Wang Shu who looked aggrieved, Zhisheng asked.
"I......"
Hearing Zhisheng's words, Wangshu raised his head, but then lowered it unwillingly.
She can't even do what Zhisheng said!
"You are no longer a child. Whatever you do, you must consider the entire ethnic group."
Looking at Wang Shu who lowered his head and said nothing, Zhisheng sighed and softened his tone again.
No one knows that Zhisheng wants to kill the three witch men in front of him more than anyone else!
However, as he just said, when doing anything, you must consider the entire ethnic group.
The gap between the human race and the witch race is so huge. It is no exaggeration to say that the three people in front of them can directly wipe out the human race!
Those who fall behind will be beaten, and those who are weak will be humiliated.
This sentence is the same everywhere.
In order to continue the tribe, Zhisheng could only choose to sacrifice a small number of tribesmen.
"But leader, they insulted God before!"
"That's right, they said that Lord God was made up by us, and they also said that Lord God is...that's bullshit!"
Seeing Wang Shu actually being reprimanded by the leader, the humans standing behind Wang Shu couldn't stand it.
Even though their bodies were trembling and it was difficult to even open their mouths to speak, many people still shouted despite the pressure of the gods.
"What?!"
Hearing this, Zhisheng was stunned.
And the eyes of Dayi, who had been standing silently behind the crowd, turned cold.
"Are these Wu clansmen out of their minds? How dare they insult Sir?"
Qinghe stood beside Dayi and did not step forward with Zhisheng.
When he heard that the three witch clansmen who were only in the realm of immortals dared to call Tang Hao bullshit, anger suddenly appeared on their delicate faces.
Regardless of the situation, the small body immediately rose into the air and landed directly at the front of the crowd.
Facing the disdainful expressions of the human race, the three Wu clansmen had a trace of fear in their eyes after seeing Qing He.
The man with the silver snake earrings in his ears looked at the angry Qing He and subconsciously took two steps back.
He was only in the realm of Heavenly Immortal, but Qinghe had already reached Xuanxian three years ago.
The higher one's cultivation level is, the more difficult it will be to advance one's cultivation level.
Although there is only one true immortal between Qinghe and the man, the gap between the two is no less than the gap between the human race and the man.
"It's you Qingluan again, what are you doing here?"
"I'm telling you, you'd better stay out of your own business."
"I came here today under the instructions of my master!"
The man with silver snake earrings hanging from his ears is none other than Di Liao.
His master is also one of the three great witches in the Xuanming tribe.
"I don't care who your master is?"
Looking at Di Liao who looked fearful, Qinghe's cheeks swelled and his big eyes were full of anger.
Not to mention that the other master is just a great wizard, even the disciple of that saint cannot insult you!
"Did you say bad things about my husband before?"
Stretching out his little hand, Qing He pointed at Di Liao and the others and said coldly.
Before, the three of them used their realm to suppress Wangshu, but now Qinghe used his own way to retaliate, and the pressure belonging to the realm of Xuanxian went straight towards the three of them!
Di Liao groaned and almost fell to his knees!
"Sir? What sir?"
Di Liao, who almost manifested his true form from the witch clan because he could not withstand the pressure of the Xuanxian, was stunned when he heard Qinghe's words.
Unlike the human race, only Xuan Ming in the Wu clan knew Qinghe's identity.
Most people in the Xuanming tribe thought Qinghe was their ancestor's mount, and Di Liao and the other three were no exception.
"My husband is what humans call God!"
His anger did not diminish at all. Looking at the three people in front of him, a magnificent and mysterious bird appeared behind Qinghe.
"Even Sister Xuanming doesn't dare to speak ill of my husband. Don't you three want to live?"
No one expected that Qing He, who usually behaved like a little girl, would be so terrifying when he got angry!
Xuanxian is already the ceiling that ordinary creatures can reach in the ancient world. It can be said that except for some special beings, Qinghe has now surpassed 99% of the creatures in the ancient world.
Di Liao and the other three, whose cultivation level was no higher than the realm of immortals, had their legs trembling uncontrollably under Qing He's gaze.
Looking at the angry Qing He, Di Liao no longer hesitated and suddenly shouted with difficulty not far away: "Master!"
Buzz!
The moment Di Liao shouted those words, "Master," the whole world seemed to fall into silence.
And Tang Hao, who had been using the Qingxin method to hide his body since the appearance of the Zhisheng family, suddenly looked towards the sky.
I saw an old figure in the sky not far away, stepping on the void and heading towards everyone!
