Chapter 5599

In the face of Gu Fenghua's unfathomable ancient witchcraft, he didn't even have the chance to open up the fate of the witchcraft.

"It's not you, the witch clan can still be..." as soon as Duanmu Linxiu opened her mouth, Ji Mingfeng's hatred immediately came back, and she asked in a sharp voice.

But before he finished, he realized that the holy wizard was still in front of him and could not tolerate his own arrogance. He quickly stopped talking and said to Gu Fenghua with a sad face: "it's not only my son Wei. Over the years, nine talented descendants of the Lingwu clan have been killed. I hope the holy wizard will be the master of our Lingwu clan."

Behind him, in addition to Jiang Liangshi and a few elders, the other Lingwu people looked at the opposite Mingwu people with hatred in their eyes.

"There's something strange about this matter. Don't worry, elder Ji. When we find out the truth, I will do justice for the Lingwu clan." Gu Fenghua said.

She didn't know nothing about what happened in the holy witch Valley before. She intuitively felt that Duanmu Linxiu didn't lie. Besides, with Duanmu Linxiu's strength, no one in the Lingwu clan is his opponent, and he really doesn't need to send someone to assassinate the descendants of the Lingwu clan.

However, old lady Ji is right. Who else can it be if it's not the witch clan?

Listening to Gu Fenghua's words, Ji Mingfeng's eyes showed some unwilling color, but she did not dare to attack.

Gu Fenghua saw through her heart and said nothing more. Guided by the scroll, she came to the holy witch Valley to find a way to resolve the doom of the world. As for the enmity between the Lingwu clan and the Mingwu clan, she will try to find out the truth later.

"Elder Duanmu, I heard that when the Lingwu clan left, they took part of the murals with them?" Gu Fenghua asked Duanmu Lin xiudao.

"It's true that when we return to the holy witch Valley this time, we are going to return the murals, promote our ancient witchcraft and deal with the disaster of the world together." Duanmu Linxiu bowed to answer.

"Did you bring the murals?" Gu Fenghua asked.

"If you bring it back, it will be sealed in this staff." Duanmu Linxiu replied.

Gu Fenghua secretly congratulated that he had just stopped them in time. Otherwise, when they died together, the staff would be destroyed, and most of the murals sealed would be doomed.

"That's good. Elder Duanmu, please follow me." Gu Fenghua said and walked towards the main hall.

Duanmu Linxiu knows that her intention is to re brand the murals in the main hall and follow her step by step.

Ji Mingfeng obviously can't believe him. He's afraid that the "old thief" will do something. On the other side of Gu Fenghua, a pair of hen's eyes are rolling and staring at Duanmu Linxiu for a moment.

At this time, Gu Fenghua's heart suddenly a palpitation, a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart, even the back hair are rooted.

In addition to the previous attempts to draw the sword with the power of blood, she felt such a strong crisis for the first time.

"Be careful!" Gu Fenghua didn't even think about it. He reached out and pushed Duanmu Linxiu and Ji Mingxiu out. At the same time, he quickly turned around, held the hilt of the sword and cut it out.

Her action is not unpleasant, but just as she turns around, a figure appears out of thin air, and the sword in her hand stabs her heart like lightning.

"Bang!" With the sound of gold and iron, Gu Fenghua cut his sword on the sharp point of the sword.

Although Gu Fenghua blocked the fatal blow when he couldn't make it, he was so hasty that he didn't even have time to lift his holy spirit. How could he exert his real strength. The other side's sword, however, is obviously well prepared and ready for a long time.