The Wushen Clan, the Thousand Miles of Underground Palace, is vast and extensive, with a faint black luster, exuding a mysterious and powerful atmosphere.

And in the deep temple, an old man and a young man were talking about the past and the present, and they did not appear for a whole day.

Wu Qiu waited outside the hall until half a day later, when someone from the Wushen Clan summoned her to discuss important matters before leaving.

"Wu Sheng is beyond his strength, and he is innocent of death!"

In a hall, Wu Qiu's cold voice was heard.

Her green silk is like a waterfall, hanging down on her waist, a plump and full figure, slender and graceful, like ivory-like white skin, always exuding an alluring fragrance.

Especially the current Wu Qiu, who has already replaced the black robe and put on a beautiful purple robe, with a cold temperament, charming, and sexy, with this pair of different-colored eyes, it is quite a bit demonic.

It's not so much that she's a witch of the witch god clan, but that she's a witch who turns all beings upside down!

"After all, Wu Sheng is the witch son of Lord Wu Shen, and the power of Wu Sheng's line... Indeed better than us"

In the silent hall, a middle-aged man spoke, his expression complicated.

There are three major factions in the Witch God Clan, the Wu Ming clan behind Wu Qiu, the Wu Yu clan behind Wu Sheng, and the devout lineage who worship the witch god.

Of course, this line of piety is to worship and serve the witch god, and has always been neutral, not participating in the internal management of the witch god clan.

Therefore, there will naturally be disputes between the Wu Ming clan and the Wu Yu clan, which is unavoidable for all major clans, where there are people, there will be entanglements of interests, and there will be disputes.

"What are they going to do?

"It's not that I want to, but I've already done it" The middle-aged man sighed, and many of the high-ranking members of the Wu Ming clan in the hall also nodded slightly.

This shocked Wu Qiu, who was originally calm, and the waves rolled in his heart.

How dare they do it?!

You must know that the witch god of the witch sacrifice temple is still there, and the line of the pious is still there, this force is the most powerful and absolute power in the witch god clan, and it is also the peace that the witch god clan has always relied on.

The Wu Yu clan started a war against the Wu Ming clan, which was undoubtedly seeking death, and would be ruthlessly suppressed by the gods.

It's just that when Wu Qiu looked into the hall and saw the expressions of the high-ranking members of my Wu Ming clan, she couldn't help but chuckle in her heart.

"The Witch God's decision?" Wu Qiu's voice was cold.

Without the meaning of the witch god, this battle could not be fought, but why did the witch god do this, no matter how smart she was, she still couldn't guess the god's thoughts.

"The Wu Yu clan is at war, then accompany them to fight, how can I, the Wu Ming clan, be afraid of them?!"

Wu Qiu made a statement, and the senior executives of the Wu Ming clan present glanced at each other, and then nodded, and the original middle-aged man, after sighing lightly, his expression became firm.

That being the case, why is the Wu Ming clan afraid of the Wu Yu clan? Those who are also members of the Wu God Clan, it's time to correct their names!

The Witch God Clan, except for the underground palace here, has started a big chaos in other territories, the witch son of the Wu Yu clan died in the forbidden area, and the people of this vein will not give up, and they have been secretly doing it a few days ago.

In the western wasteland, many of the Wu Ming clan's strongholds were uprooted, and there were no less than several wars, large and small.

Today, however, the war has really begun!

The Witch God Clan has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, living in the wasteland in the west, this area is very vast, even if it is bad, but it still breeds tens of thousands of Wu people.

Among the ten tribes, the territory of the Wushen clan is the largest, and the clansmen are also the largest!

Therefore, the scale of the civil war between the Wu Yu clan and the Wu Ming clan has long surpassed the war between the tribes, just one day, the blood in various places, the shouts of killing shook the sky, and the number of fallen Wu people alone reached thousands.

This is only the first day.

And on the second day, the color of the yellow sand in the sky changed, mixed with the smell of blood, and everywhere you could see the hundred-man troops shuttling through the smoke and dust, fighting each other bloodily, until one side was killed and wounded.

Until the fifth day, even the dungeon of the Wu clan was not spared, and in the streets and alleys, people in black haunted and began to attack the high-level of each clan.

While the two clans were clashing, in the witch sacrifice temple, Ji Yi was stunned.

He learned part of the truth, and the old god emperor finally answered his initial question, the relationship between the Ming Yu Dynasty and the Wushen Clan.

The Wushen Clan was indeed created after the Ming Yu Dynasty fell into the wasteland, but the Wu God Clan was not the Ming Yu Dynasty.

Ming Yu Beshen referred to the people of the Witch God Clan as witch servants.

They are just servants of the dynasty, a weapon made for the future!

"The people of the Wushen Clan have the blood of the Ming Yu Dynasty" Ji Yi's voice turned cold, and he didn't agree with this statement in his heart.

The Witch God Clan has evolved from the previous generations to its current scale, and the clansmen more or less contain a bit of royal blood, how can they be regarded as so-called witch servants and even weapons?

"How could the Emperor not be like this? How did the young monarch know the cruelty of this wasteland? After the thirty-first generation of cloud famine, the Ming Yu Dynasty was in my hands again, how can the process in the middle be explained in a word?"

The old god emperor shook his head, unwilling to mention the past, only to tell this.

Ji Yi was silent, noncommittal to the words of the old god emperor.

Indeed, the Ming Yu Dynasty has survived to this day, relying on the disguise of a witch god clan, it has survived for several epochs, and many things have long been different.

In the past, the Cloud Emperor, righteous and cloudy, bloody and dark, fought alone, and ended in blood and death.

He dedicated the most glorious scene of the Ming Yu Dynasty to the world, and it ended in the hands of this man, the greatness of the Cloud Emperor is nothing more than this.

But what Ji Yi saw at this moment was no longer the Ming Yu Dynasty of the year.

A dynasty that can sacrifice by any means in order to survive, even if it continues, it has already died back then, at least in Ji Yi's heart, he will not agree.

"The Divine Emperor asked me to come here to return to the Three Thousand Realms?" Ji Yi asked, straight to the point.

The old man's body trembled slightly, as if he was excited, but then he calmed down, and the death intent on his body became more and more intense.

"Everything of the Wushen Clan, since the old man knew that the young monarch had arrived, he began to arrange"

"The young monarch is burdened with blood feuds, but his strength is not enough, this wasteland is your best training place, and it is also a training place"

"The people of the Witch God Clan, all the witch servants, are the soldiers of the young king, the weapons of the young king!

"These witch servants, there is indeed the blood of the dynasty, but these meager bloodlines can no longer give birth to the next generation of god emperors..."

The old man mentioned the last spirit, and he turned around and looked at the young man, the young man of the old years, face to face for the first time.

This is an old man who is about to die, with a yellow face, skin and bones, a head full of white hair, a rickety back, unable to stand up, and it is a miracle to be able to live until now.

At this moment, he rubbed his hands, using the highest etiquette of the Ming Yu Dynasty, and bowed to the comer!

Ji Yi was moved and returned with imperial courtesy.

Although he didn't agree, he admired this old god emperor, admired this Ming Yu Dynasty, the old god emperor worshiped him with dynastic etiquette for such a young man, and he should return the same courtesy.

The old man nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and said, "Ming Yu Dynasty, the one hundred and fifty-sixth generation God Emperor Ming Yu Beishen, I beg Shaojun, if I can find the body of the Yun Emperor in my lifetime, please apologize for me!"

"In addition, the contemporary witch of the Wushen Clan, I hope that Shaojun will have mercy and protect her safety"

The witch sacrifice temple, the hall is silent, the old god emperor bows and thanks, and then, the twilight of the year dies.

This is the sixth day of civil strife in the Wushen Clan, and the old God Emperor can't hold on after all, but he walks very peacefully, but he is not worried.

"Entrusted"

Ji Yi sighed lightly and bowed.

Haohao Dynasty, it ended like this, he actually felt the same at this time, his heart was sour, and he didn't know what to say.

Is there anything wrong with the Ming Yu Dynasty, the thirty-first generation of the Cloud Emperor, pushed the Ming Yu Dynasty to the peak, but it also ended at the most glorious time, since then, the world thought that the Ming Yu Dynasty was no longer and disappeared in the Three Ancient Tribulations.

But who would have thought that this dynasty still exists, but with a changed face and a disguise.

The years have passed, this disguise has been worn for a long time, and it has also worn away the glory of the past, and the last generation of God Emperors, when they were dying, never asked him to revive them, nor did they mention who the next God Emperor was.

Why don't you know about this?

The old god emperor's wish may just be to let the roots of the Ming Yu Dynasty survive, not to revive the dynasty, he can use all means to use everything, and even use the people of the Wushen Clan, the people of the dynasty, as tools and weapons.

"Which is right and which is wrong, future generations can judge"

Ji Yi straightened the body of the old god emperor, this hall is also the tomb of this one, and it is the best place to rest.

Outside, it was already bloody, and the old god emperor left him a mess, but it also gave him a thick foundation!