Chapter 5588

This battle will determine the final fate of the two tribes, and even determine the future of ancient witchcraft. Everyone is nervous about looking at the direction of the valley entrance, and no one notices the difference in the hall.

"Here they are. Here they are." Finally, the crowd sounded excited and some uneasy voice.

Hundreds of men and women in strange robes walked across the narrow valley towards the hall of the holy witch.

"Duanmu Linxiu, the elder of Lingwu family, has met elder Ji and all the relatives. I haven't seen you for many years. I'm very glad to see you back then. " To the front, a tall face of the Hale old man arched said.

"Well, you wish I were dead." Ji Mingfeng sneered and said strangely.

"Elder Ji's words are not so good. Although there are some disputes between the underworld witches and the spirit witches, they are of the same origin. How can I have such a mind?" Duanmu Linxiu is not angry either. She still smiles and says to Ji Mingfeng.

"Wretch, dare you say my son didn't die in the hands of your witches?" See the smile on his face, Ji Ming wind pressure in the heart of hate suddenly burst out, gnashing his teeth curse.

"What, Ziwei is dead?" Duanmu Linxiu was stunned, and then solemnly asked, "I know nothing about this matter. Is it because Ziwei is traveling? What's the accident? Or, what's the misunderstanding? "

"Don't you even have this responsibility? These years, I sent people to sneak back to the holy witch Valley and assassinate our talented descendants. Isn't it the work of your witches? " Hearing what he said, Ji Mingfeng's eyes flashed with tears, and his eyes were splitting with hatred.

Her only son, Ji Ziwei, who is regarded as the first Wizard of the Lingwu clan for thousands of years, died in an assassination 20 years ago.

"Misunderstanding, it must be misunderstanding! Elder Ji, listen to me. This is not the work of my family Duanmu Linxiu has a strong voice and firmly denies it.

"No, who else can you be? In addition to you witches, who else can sneak back to the holy witch Valley quietly and plot against our descendants? " Ji Mingfeng asked harshly.

Duanmu Linxiu was speechless when she asked. After thinking for a moment, she pondered and said, "it's a bit strange. Why don't we postpone the contest for a while and wait until we find out the truth."

"Ha ha, didn't you see the person you sent? Do you want to delay?" Ji Mingfeng looked at him contemptuously and said with a sneer.

He identified Gu Fenghua and others as spies sent by the witches. He only thought Duanmu Linxiu didn't see them. He guessed that something had changed and wanted to delay.

When she finally poisons Jiang Liang, she secretly confines Gu Fenghua and others to the holy witch hall. How can she give them another chance to stab them in the back.

"I don't know why elder Ji said that?" Duanmu Linxiu frowned and looked more puzzled.

"Elder, isn't it really the work of the witches?" Seeing that Duanmu Lin Xiu didn't look fake, Jiang Liang moved in his heart and whispered to Ji Mingfeng.

"If you do that, will you admit it yourself? If there's no proof of death, just pretend to be crazy, who won't? " Ji Mingfeng glances at him, but he despises Jiang Liangshi.

When Jiang liang thought about it, it seemed that it was the same reason, so he didn't say much.

"Duanmu, I don't have time to talk to you. If you want to compete, you can compete. If you don't compete, you can go away! " Ji Mingfeng turns his head and screams at Duanmu Linxiu.

"What do you say, old witch? How dare you be so rude to my elder?" After Duanmu Linxiu, the witch people are all furious.