Everyone in the hall took a long breath and smiled, and then saluted and took their leave.

This lecture frightened them nervously, and if they stayed a little longer, maybe their witch master would burst out with some amazing words.

"Out of the blue"

Wu Cheng of the Wu Yu clan sighed lightly, his heart was weak, his back was bent, and his figure looked a little gloomy.

He was invited out by the people of the Wu Yu clan, and he couldn't have come to suppress the young witch master.

As a result, a god of the Rain Clan came out in the middle of the road.

But what surprised him was that the god of the Rain Clan was actually requited by this young man, and resolved a crisis for the Witch God Clan.

This new witch lord is indeed very talented, and it is precisely because of this that he has more face?

Everyone in the Wushen clan knows that the new witch master was invited by Wu Qiu, and he is naturally close to the Wu Ming clan, and there are rumors that most of the witch queens will be Wu Qiu in the future.

However, just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by the young man in his seat.

Ji Yi's face was calm, there was no arrogance, and he said bluntly, "If the Wushen Clan wants to rise, Elder Wucheng is indispensable."

Using the mark of the witch slave and the power of a hundred half-step great witches to deter the witch god clan is not a long-term solution, and even for the witch seal, the entire witch god clan only Wu Qiu knows.

But Wu Qiu will never tell others.

If the clansmen of the Wushen clan know about the witch seal, they will face endless chaos, and the blood will flow thousands of miles, this woman has always been wise, and she has been a witch god clan all her life, and she has always disdained the Mingyu Dynasty.

The old god emperor didn't let them admit it, he just wanted to keep his bloodline, so everything he did was extremely tough and ruthless.

Now, Ji Yi has no intention of continuing the old god emperor's approach, to achieve the goal, iron-blooded means are indispensable, but this is not the best means.

The emperor's mind is skillful, and he has been exposed to it since he was a child, and he has already understood it.

"The witch lord is talented, he has a clever tongue to retreat from the enemy, why do you need an old man?" Wu Cheng shook his head, unwilling to stay longer, planning to retire for the rest of his life.

"In the western barren sandy land, it is difficult to grow an inch of grass, and the people are tired, as the head of the Wu Yu clan, how can he be willing to live in this remote place of the Wu God Clan?"

Ji Yi could see that this old man of the Wu Yu clan would never be inferior to Wu He in terms of qualifications and talents.

Just looking at this person who appeared today, Ji Yi knew that Wu Cheng's heart was more than that!

"What does the witch lord mean by this? As the people of the witch god clan, it is naturally like going to a fertile land, but what can we do that even the witch god can't do?"

Wu Cheng's eyes moved slightly, and then he sighed leisurely.

In the Wushen clan, the Wu Ming clan presides over large and small affairs, while the Wu Yu clan is in charge of diplomatic wars, they want war, and believe that the development of the Wushen clan needs to be expanded.

Why do other tribes have fertile land and abundant resources, while they can only face this long yellow sand, and even the most majestic underground palace is buried in the ground, and they do not see the light of day?

However, Wu Ming believes that war will hurt the muscles and bones, so it has always been important to maintain stability.

The differences of opinion between the two sides naturally give rise to many contradictions, which will eventually erupt one day, just like the civil strife of the previous days.

"Now that I'm the Witch Master, it's up to me whether I go to war or not!" Ji Yi said with a smile.

The two talked for a long time, and finally he reached an agreement with the Wu Yu clan, Wu Cheng went out of the mountain and really took charge of the Wu Yu clan, and Ji Yi promised that the Wu God Clan would one day step out of this wild place.

Even in a few days, a big battle awaits them!

In the next few days, he needs the joint efforts of the Witch God Clan to arrange a god-level array, covering thousands of miles, and the project is vast, and he can complete it alone.

But just as the construction was about to start, there was a lot of noise in the hall where Ji Yi was located.

Wu Yu's clan was reused, and Wu Ming's clan, who had always had a suspicion, of course would not give up, no, Wu Cheng had just left on his front foot, and before he had a cup of tea, this Wu He came to complain.

"Witch Lord, this western wasteland is the ancestral land of the Witch God Clan, and it took the ancestors to support a large clan step by step, although it is barren, but the territory of my Witch God Clan is the largest in the entire Mang Mountain, and the population is also the largest!"

Wu He said proudly, and in the blink of an eye, he had a bitter face, because this young witch master was not a worry-free person.

Not to mention going out without permission, they almost led to the invasion of the Rain Clan, and now they plan to enter the main land of Mangshan and give up their Witch God Clan's fortune.

What's the matter?

They Wu Ming were the first to disagree!

"The western wasteland, there is no daylight, the witch god clan can rise here, but it can't develop here, as the ten tribes, what about the so-called glory and faith?"

Ji Yi's face was pale, and he said righteously, "What's more, this Wu God Clan is not the head of the Wu Ming clan."

Wu He, the old man, has too much foresight, but you must know that the prosperity of a clan is not in hesitation, but in plunder!

Especially in Mangshan, the weak eat the strong, this is nature, even the beasts understand, as a tribe person, it should be even more clear.

"Let's go down"

Ji Yi is too lazy to talk nonsense, this Wu He should also be a little bitter, there is Wu Cheng of the Wu Yu clan out of the horse, and this Wu He does not dare to rely on the old and sell the old, it is too arrogant.

In Wu Ming's clan, all the high-level leaders gathered together, Wu He had a sad face, and a few gray hairs had fallen out.

"Granddaughter, you're a restless lord here."

Wu He sighed again and again, feeling haggard.

"Why don't you go and talk about it?" after all, the two of you have been through hardships together, and most of the future positions of the witch queen will not be able to escape."

Wu Qiu stood aside, with black and crystal green silk, a slender and graceful body, her muscles shining like mutton fat and white jade, her bright teeth and red lips, and her face was overwhelming, she was a witch at the level of calamity.

But at this moment, her face was frosty, her teeth were biting, and her forehead was full of black lines.

Is this still his own grandfather?

Let her go at every turn, do you know that the last thing she wants to see now is that guy.

If it were possible, she would love to tell everything, what kind of faith did her children die for, what did it have to do with her?

However, Wu Qiu gave up, she was reluctant to give up the Wushen Clan, this was her home, she was destined from birth, born for the Wushen Clan, and fought for it.

As for the Ming Yu Dynasty, she didn't care about it before, and now she won't admit it, her name has always been only one, and that is Wu Qiu, not Ming Yu Qiu.

Half a day later, Wu Qiu couldn't stand his grandfather's nagging, looked at the Wu Ming clan executives, and finally chose to compromise, try to communicate, and persuade him to give up.

As a result, when she just came out of the palace and came to the vicinity of the underground palace, she saw many people from the witch god clan running back and forth, holding various divine materials and divine materials, shuttling around, looking very busy.

"A god-level array, encompassing thousands of miles?" she was taken aback, feeling like a fantasy.

"Sister Witch, Brother Witch Lord said that with this great array of gods, we don't need to be afraid every day, even if the monsters in the great wilderness and sand come, we can't break in."

A little girl is holding flowers and plants, her little face is immature, round, playful and cute.

She blinked her big eyes, took out a flower, and gave it to the woman in front of her, saying, "Sister Witch, this is from the elder brother of the witch lord."

"This guy, will he send flowers?"

Wu Qiu was stunned for a moment, and a red glow appeared on her delicate cheeks, but then she saw the little girl's wicked smile, and realized that she had been put on a show.

"Wu Ling'er!"

Wu Qiu shouted viciously and stomped his feet, but this little naughty ran too fast, and disappeared as soon as he slipped away.

"My clan's family is about to be used up, bastard Shaojun, most of them are filling their own pockets!"

Wu Qiu was angry and hurried to find Ji Yi.

"The witch lord has gone to supervise the construction of the big array," said a witch guard, indicating that he was not in the temple.

"Really?" Wu Qiu was slightly suspicious.

"Above the dungeon," the Wu warrior nodded, explaining in passing.

When Wu Qiu heard this, she walked out of the underground palace and looked outside, but as soon as she got up, she felt that she was dreaming, whether she was in the wrong place.

The yellow sand in the sky is gone, the wind and the sun are beautiful, the sun is shining, and even the original sandy land is paved with a layer of glazed bluestone, which is shining and gorgeous.

"This is a green glazed stone, which my witch god clan has spent an unknown amount of years to accumulate."

"Hey, three-spice wood, red shirt, strange material divine wood!"

She came all the way, her beautiful eyes were shocked, and she looked at the past, this is the historical heritage of the Wushen Clan, and the treasures obtained through hard work.

There are some things in it, which were bought by the warriors of the Witch God Clan, who shed blood and exchanged their lives!

"What about your Witch Master?" Wu Qiu asked a member of the Witch God Clan who was carrying materials.

"Over there," someone pointed out.

On the white jade platform in the distance, a young man was sitting there drinking tea, leisurely and relaxed, looking at everyone happily.

This is what Wu Qiu saw at this time, a pair of beautiful eyes immediately burst into flames, and she was angry, she held her double blades, bit her red lips, and killed them directly.

What a bullshit young monarch, what the first person in the Three Thousand Realms, after all, he is not a prince of a declining dynasty.

This is a wasteland, and this is the territory of the Witch God Clan, she can't watch the Witch God Clan be destroyed in one fell swoop!