Xuanming Tribe, in an antique attic.
Qingyou, who had just walked into the room, suddenly frowned and turned to look out the window.
Soon, a familiar figure came into view in the sky not far away.
"What is this guy Wu Shuang doing in the human race?"
Looking at that figure, Qingyou murmured in confusion.
There are three great shamans in the Xuanming tribe. Apart from Qingyou, the other two are named Wushuang and Guangsu.
And this Wu Shuang is also Di Liao's master, a person who has reached the level of Da Luo True Immortal.
Great witches are also divided into strong and weak ones. Among the three great witches in the Xuanming tribe, Guangsu is the strongest, Daluo Xuanxian, while Qingyou is second, Daluo True Immortal Perfection, and Wushuang only has the early cultivation level of Daluo True Immortal.
Looking at Wu Shuang, who was heading towards the human tribe, Qingyou's beautiful eyebrows knitted together tightly.
Her intuition told her that perhaps something beyond her expectation had happened.
Without any further hesitation, his body instantly appeared outside the attic, his quiet eyes looking towards Wu Shuang's feet.
"This is...Xiao Qing?"
"Why did she confront Wu Shuang?"
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Human town.
The moment Wu Shuang appeared, the Xuanxian pressure on Di Liao and the others disappeared instantly.
Seeing the backer coming, Di Liao returned to his previous unruly appearance.
First he looked at Qing He with disdain, then he bent down and said to Wu Shuang with a flattering look on his face: "Disciple has met Master!"
"I've seen the great witch!"
The other two men also bowed down and saluted respectfully.
"Um."
As if humming from his nose, the old man Wu Shuang glanced at the three of them and nodded lightly.
Then, he looked at Qing He opposite, his slightly cloudy eyes showing no emotion at all.
Qinghe's body trembled as he was watched by Wu Shuang, and the blue bird's shadow in the void behind him suddenly shattered.
"I remember your name is Qing He, right? For the sake of our great ancestor, I won't embarrass you, so you can go."
As if metal and stone were clashing together, Wu Shuang's voice was as uncomfortable as his appearance.
However, there was no disdain or threat in his tone.
It was as if he was talking about a very inconspicuous thing, extremely ordinary.
Even though Wu Shuang had done nothing since he appeared and simply stood there with his hands behind his hands, everyone felt an unprecedented sense of suffocation at this moment!
Qinghe's petite body began to tremble as Wu Shuang stared directly at him.
As if a rabbit had encountered a predator at the top of the food chain, a voice deep in his heart kept reminding Qinghe to leave here as quickly as possible. The further away, the better.
Daluo is separated from all living beings and stands high above.
Both Qinghe and Di Liao are nothing more than ants in Wu Yan's eyes.
Even Qiongqi, who once wreaked havoc on the entire human race, was nothing more than a bug that could be easily swatted to death in front of Da Luo.
Forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, Qing He looked at the arrogant Di Liao opposite, with a hint of stubbornness flashing in his eyes!
Wu Shuang naturally saw the stubbornness in Qinghe's eyes, and those cloudy eyes suddenly became darker.
"Haha, don't you think that the great ancestor would fall out with me because of you?"
"You take yourself too seriously."
Wu Shuang naturally saw the stubbornness in Qinghe's eyes and shook his head, his cloudy eyes suddenly became darker.
"I'll give you another chance. Leave within ten breaths. I won't embarrass you."
As if counting down to death, after Wu Shuang finished speaking, Qinghe felt a terrifying pressure suddenly descend on his body!
Moreover, as time goes by, this pressure is getting heavier and heavier!
What Wu Shuang said is true, if she doesn't leave after ten breaths, she will die!
Da Luo didn't even have to move his hands to deal with Xuan Xian.
Among the people present, only Tang Hao, who had been standing in the corner from the beginning, was not affected in any way.
Looking at Wu Shuang who suddenly appeared, Tang Hao also had no expression on his face.
He neither revealed his true identity nor spoke to stop the other party.
He wanted to see what the Witch Clan wanted to do!
On the other side, Zhisheng fell into silence after hearing that Di Liao and the others insulted God.
The big hands covered with traces of wind and frost were clenched tightly, and even the nails were embedded in the flesh.
Looking at the disdainful Di Liao and the others in front of them, Zhisheng's lowered eyes were extremely cold.
However, these abnormalities immediately disappeared without a trace after Wu Shuang's figure appeared.
His eyes became lifeless. Zhisheng looked at Qing He who was standing in front of him and his body was trembling. He couldn't help but laugh at himself.
He cupped his hands and bent down again, "Zhi Sheng, the leader of the human race, has seen the great witch!"
Wangshu looked at the leader's back in front of him. There was no trace of anger or grievance in his eyes, only deep sadness.
Not far away, Dayi, who used to be extremely calm no matter what he encountered, also flashed a trace of sadness and anger in the depths of his eyes.
In a daze, the two seemed to see the past.
One hundred thousand years ago, facing the slaughter of the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan, the Zhisheng clan was just like now, kneeling down for the sake of the continuation of the human race.
Dayi lowered his head suddenly, no longer looking ahead, and there was no expression on his face.
Only the right arm that usually pulls up the bowstring is trembling slightly, proving that his heart is not as calm as it appears.
"Who do you think you are? Has my master spoken to you?"
A sarcastic voice sounded in everyone's ears. Di Liao, who was standing behind Wu Shuang, looked at Zhisheng who was bending down and said with disdain: "You don't even kneel down when you see my master, do you want to be exterminated? "
The word "genocide" hit the hearts of everyone present, and also hit Zhisheng's backbone that had gone through countless hardships.
Raising his head and looking at the expressionless Wu Shuang who didn't even look at him, Zhisheng was silent for a moment, then bent down again and said: "Please forgive me, great witch, my clan does not kneel to the sky or the ground, only to the totem of our clan. ."
"Why do you only kneel down to your clan's totem? I think you humans are really crazy!"
Hearing Zhisheng's words, Di Liao was stunned, and then a trace of anger suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Having lived for hundreds of thousands of years, his impression of the human race is still stuck in the past.
However, the ants that could be easily slaughtered actually dared to hit him in the face one after another. This was really outrageous!
Just as he was about to take action, Wu Shuang's emotionless voice suddenly sounded again the next moment.
"Three breaths left."
Regardless of whether it was Zhisheng or Di Liao, Wu Shuang paid no attention to them except for a brief glance when they first appeared.
His eyes were always looking at Qinghe.
Among the people present, only the identity of the other party concerned him a little.
But he only cared a little bit about it. As he said before, Xuan Ming would not fall out with the great witch who was the mainstay of the clan for a mere mount.
Hearing Wu Shuang's suffocating voice, Qing He's eyes remained firm even though his body was about to reach its limit.
Di Liao and the other three have insulted their husband, and she will not leave under any circumstances before she gets the lesson she deserves!
All the people present looked at the petite figure in front of them, and a strange emotion suddenly rose in their hearts.
After such a long time, the human race also knew that Qinghe's behavior of pointing at the totem was unintentional.
Lord God's weight in Qinghe's heart is no less important than theirs.
Looking at Qinghe who was still indifferent, Zhisheng finally couldn't bear it and gently pulled the other party's little hand.
At this time, Zhisheng had already figured everything out.
Lord God doesn't like to be high-profile, and there are many people who don't know him. Is it possible that as long as someone speaks ill of Lord God, they will have to ask for an explanation?
As long as the human race respects God from the bottom of their hearts, that will be fine.
They can't control other people, and they can't control them.
Because living is the most important thing.
But no matter how Zhisheng tried to pull Qinghe's arm, she still stood motionless.
Looking at Wu Shuang's eyes that regarded him as an ant, the stubbornness in Qinghe's eyes did not diminish at all.
She couldn't beat him, but so what?
Qiongqi himself couldn't beat him at the beginning, but in the end, it wasn't his opponent who died?
I will never take a step back!
