Within the witch tribe.

After the prosperous age ended, the Wu Clan sent away the uninvited guests, leaving only good friends with the Wu Clan.

Di Jiang said slowly:

"Our Witch Clan will start a war with the Monster Clan in the near future. Will you all come with me?"

Di Jiang directly invited this group of people.

However, everyone knows the consequences of this lich war.

Not only will they die, but nine out of ten will die.

Now they have killed the ninth prince of the Golden Crow of the demon clan, almost two races. Undying hatred!

"Di Jiang, I have something else to do, so I’ll take my leave for now."

Everyone bowed and turned to leave.

In the blink of an eye, there were only less than twenty people left in the huge crowd.

Hou Tu also persuaded him immediately:

"Brother, haven't you seen it yet?"

"Our Wu Clan’s spirit keeps falling!"

"If the fight continues, I'm afraid the race will be wiped out."

Hou Tu tried to persuade Di Jiang, trying to awaken a glimmer of understanding in Di Jiang.

However, Di Jiang obviously would not listen to Hou Tu's words.

There are now four of the twelve ancestral witches left.

Did the brothers who died die in vain?

At least they should. The only thing is to take back Heaven!

Di Jiang bowed his hands:

"Little sister, let’s go"

"Don't go back to the Wu Clan. You will have nothing to do with the Wu Clan's affairs from now on."

Di Jiang directly issued an eviction order.

Hou Tu's eyes froze.

She didn't expect that Di Jiang would suddenly drive her away!

Di Jiang had never driven her away before.

This was the first time!

Hou Tu looked at Di Jiang. With an angry face, he refused to admit defeat at all.

Even though in front of him was his brother, the boss of the Wu clan, Houtu's expression remained indifferent.

Houtu asked coldly:

"Are you chasing me?"

"Yes, did you just hear it? Leave my witch clan."

Di Jiang said a word, we, the Wu Clan, directly cut Hou Tu out of the Wu Clan.

Obviously we were serious about it.

Some of the Wu Clan didn't care about Di Jiang's decision, and they all shouted loudly. Hou

Tu was carried away When they reached a position,

Hou Tu nodded repeatedly and laughed angrily:

"OK OK"

"I'll just leave."

Houtu thought that she was dedicated to the Wu clan and had never done anything to disgrace the Wu clan.

Now her brother is chasing her away.

Houtu felt aggrieved, but without saying a word, he turned around and left.

Di Jiang looked at Houtu's figure Slowly disappeared.

Then I breathed a sigh of relief.

I hope you don’t blame my brother!

The Wu clan wants to fight, and only Hou Tu is gone can the bloodline be preserved!

Hou Tu is the youngest and most talented of the twelve ancestral witches.

Di Jiang naturally I want her to live well

"Who else wants to leave? Leave quickly too!"

"Don't make me ask again."

However, no one from the Wu clan stood up.

After all, many people had seen Di Jiang's good intentions.

This was not to drive away Hou Tu, but to let Hou Tu protect himself.

Everyone dispersed.

Hou Yi Holding the bow and polishing it, he came to Di Jiang.

"Do you want to leave too?"

Di Jiang asked.

Hou Yi nodded. He really wanted to leave.

He wanted to find Chang'e and ask her questions face to face.

Otherwise, this would be a thorn in his heart.

He wouldn't be able to hold his bow unless he pulled it out.

"let's go."

Di Jiang waved his hand, and naturally he knew in his heart what Hou Yi was doing, and he did not stop him.

He could just go as he should.

The Wu Clan can fight against heaven and earth alone!...

Monster clan.

Only the last one of the ten golden crows is left.

With fearful eyes, Lu Ya returned to the Demon Court and reported everything one by one.

Di Jun's face was gloomy, as if he could drip water.

"Are you saying that a great witch named Hou Yi from the Wu tribe shot nine of my sons to death!"

If the ancestral witch takes action against Thaksin.

But what kind of incredible ability does a great witch have?

Are all his emperor Jun's sons really idiots?

Lu Ya's voice was a little softer.

"Yes, his name is Hou Yi"

"Who allowed you to go to the Wu Clan?"

Di Jun asked again in a cold voice.

"My brother said we should go together to see the grand event of the Wu clan."

Di Jun laughed angrily and said nothing.

In a short period of time, he lost nine sons.

Who can feel the pain of losing a son?

Only Xi He.

Xi He's eyes glowed red, With tears in his eyes, he said:

"Di Jun, you must avenge our son!"

Di Jun held Xi He's hand tightly. His son was killed. How could he not want to take revenge.

But now is not the time.

Di Jun comforted him:

"Xihe, please wait a little longer. It will take some time to refine the Witch-Slaying Sword."

"Soon, I will be able to avenge my demon clan."

In an instant, Xi He's eyes flashed with coldness, and he pushed Di Jun away.

Xi He looked at Di Jun, as if he couldn't understand him.

His own son could bear hatred, as if the current Di Jun was just the Emperor of Heaven. Not the human father.

Xihe said in a cold and ruthless voice:

"If you don’t want to avenge your son, I will avenge you personally. I will let Hou Yi also experience the pain of losing a loved one!"

Xihe flicked his sleeves and left.

Di Jun reminded him coldly:

"Xihe, don’t try to ruin my demon clan’s plan!"...........

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