Chapter 5591

Although the holy witch Valley is secluded outside the world, it is almost impossible for outsiders to break into it, but it is not difficult for them to go out. Therefore, they are not ignorant of the external situation, and they also know that the situation of Wuji holy heaven is extremely bad.

"Elder, he has some truth. Today, Wuji holy heaven is in a lot of crisis. It's the same vein of ancient witches. It's meaningless for us to fight like this. Since they are willing to admit defeat, let's just forget it. " Jiang Liang pondered for a moment and said to Ji Mingfeng.

"Forget it? How many descendants of our Lingwu clan have he secretly harmed over the years? That's all? " Ji Mingfeng is not moved at all, pointing to Duanmu Linxiu and scolding.

"Elder Ji, I have said that these things have nothing to do with my family of witches." Duanmu Linxiu frowned.

"It has nothing to do with the witch clan. Then tell me, who is it to do with?" Ji Mingfeng asked in a shrill voice.

Without waiting for Duanmu Linxiu to reply, she said with hate: "you can give up the ghost clan and return to the holy witch Valley, but you must hand over the real murderer, and you, Duanmu old thief, you must end it by yourself to comfort the spirit of the Lingwu clan."

Because of anger and hatred, her sour face was slightly distorted.

"Ji Mingfeng, don't deceive others too much. I can't be afraid of you!" Mud Bodhisattva has three points of anger, see Ji Mingfeng so reluctant, Duanmu Linxiu face that faint smile quietly disappeared, generation one face angry.

"If you're not afraid of it, you can tell me the difference. Today, I will not avenge my son. I, Ji Mingfeng, swear not to be a human being!" Ji Mingfeng said with gnashing teeth.

"Good, good!" Duanmu Linxiu, angry and smiling, strode forward.

Seeing the two elders fighting, the crowd retreated again.

Looking at each other, both of them didn't say much and raised their wooden sticks.

As the elders of the two ethnic groups, their strength is obviously much stronger than those who appeared before. Almost when the wooden staff was raised, they saw a flash of divine light, and their invisible power was like the flood of breaking the dike, rushing around.

"Roar!" In the roar of the beast, a shadow of the beast appears in front of Duanmu Linxiu.

"The spirit of the beast!" Not only the people outside the hall, but also song Yu'an and Luo en, who are in the hall of the holy witch, exclaim.

From the beginning of the first competition, Luo en and others were awakened, finished their cultivation and exited from Kongming.

Seeing all kinds of means of Lingwu and Mingwu, they all opened their eyes and marveled. Unlike the holy masters who rely on their own potential to cultivate and thus have far more fighting power than ordinary people, the ancient witches can greatly enhance their fighting power with the help of the spirits of monsters and demons, and even with the help of mountains and rivers.

In this scene, Duanmu Linxiu, the elder of the witch clan, summoned the spirit of the beast.

It's true that the animal soul in front of us is like a jackal, but it has a dragon horn. It glares and its horns are close to its back. It's one of the nine sons of the Dragon God.

It's said that many monsters have dragon blood, but it's either thin blood or hard to tell the true from the false. For example, the lobster Sima batian found painstakingly. Although the name also carries the word "dragon", God knows if it really has dragon blood.

Jaicanthus is totally different. This is one of the nine lineal descendants recognized by the Dragon God, and different from the "fraternity" of their parents. Jaicanthus only intermarry in their own family, so each jaicanthus keeps the purest blood of the Dragon God.