In this somewhat thin hand, when he grabbed the black crow in his hand, Duan Chen's body also fell backwards softly, and then, he felt that a hand was pressed on his back, and a rich breath of life poured into his body from this hand, repairing his body at a very fast speed!

Duan Chen felt that he was no longer so weak, and he also had some strength in his body, he turned his head, and saw that the one who was supporting his back with his hand to prevent him from falling was a thin old man in coarse linen clothes, the old man's face had no expression, but his eyes seemed to contain the entire starry sky!

This old man, Duan Chen is very familiar, if he is not a witch of the Chaishi tribe, who will it be?

"Wu, you...... How did you end up here? Although Duan Chen was still a little weak, when he saw that this person who suddenly appeared and saved his life turned out to be the old man Wu, he was shocked beyond words!

Wu didn't answer his words, he withdrew the hand from Duan Chen's back, and his eyes looked at the large black crow that he had grabbed in his hand and struggled to himself!

"Let it go...... Let go of my ghost crow! The old man's voice has become not calm, there is a sense of anger and corruption in it, the black crow is still struggling violently, and even because the struggle is too violent, some black feathers have fallen off, Duan Chen noticed that as soon as these feathers left the black crow's body, they turned into some black mist, these black mists seem to have life, gathered but not dispersed, and there are faint faces of some people, most of these faces are distorted, struggling, resentful, as if they have experienced endless torture.

A strong pale green brilliance suddenly appeared in Wu's hand, and these black mist that gathered but did not disperse were completely melted away like ice and snow at the moment when they were illuminated by these pale green brilliance, and as for the black crow that was caught in the palm of Wu's thin hand, it let out a terrible scream, and the black feathers on its body fell off in large swaths, and then it was purified into nothingness by that pale green brilliance in a very short period of time!

After being injected with some breath of life by Wu, although Duan Chen's body was still far from healing, it was not much of a problem just to stand aside and watch the play, when he saw that this black crow that had given him a taste of despair and death not long ago was so powerless to resist in Wu's hands, he felt very relieved!

"Wu, this black-haired flat-haired beast is an evil creature made by the witch drum of an evil tribe, if it weren't for your timely arrival, I guess I would have to explain under the claws of this evil thing, your old man has vast magical powers and boundless mana, but you must not let him go, you must kill him and avenge me!" Duan Chen stood aside and said to Wu through some gritted teeth.

Wu still didn't speak, a pair of eyes full of stars, just calmly stared at the black crow in his palm, in a short period of time, the size of this black crow has shrunk by more than half! Originally, it was significantly larger than the other black crows, but now it looks even smaller than ordinary black crows!

"Nope! Don't refine my ghost crows! This ghost crow was cultivated by me, you can't just refine it! The crow's struggle has become weaker and weaker, and the old voice coming from the crow's body is still yelling unwillingly, but this voice is obviously not as full of energy as before, and has become much weaker.

At this time, Duan Chen actually wanted to go forward and sneer at it fiercely, but he couldn't help it, he was a person who could distinguish the importance of the matter, and at the critical moment of refining this ghost crow, he felt that it was better not to go over and interrupt.

In this way, almost a minute passed, and this ghost crow that was refined in the hands of the witch was finally completely refined into nothingness by the witch in an extremely terrible scream! It was at this moment that in the distant canyon, the thatched and wooden houses of the small tribe had been completely burned into ashes, and the people who were tied to the sharp wood in the open space in front of the small tribe had been pecked by the crows, leaving only a pair of blood-stained bone shelves, which looked terrifying, but this cruel scene like purgatory on earth, for the people of the crow tribe, they had long been accustomed to it, and the three of them got together. Eating barbecue in a big gulp, he also pointed at those bone shelves from time to time, discussing where the polished bone ornaments would look better and more delicate.

The large flock of black crows still hovered and flew overhead, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they never knew that they were tired.

Suddenly, the black crow tribe witch sitting on the ghost sedan chair suddenly opened his eyes, and then let out a miserable scream, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth!

"Wu! What happened to you? ”

"Wu, are you alright?"

"Wu, is there something wrong?"

Feeling the strangeness of the witch, a large group of people from the crow tribe no longer ate meat and talked and laughed, and they all gathered around, looking at the witch of their tribe with a worried face.

"It's okay, it's just that I've lost a ghost crow and received some backlash, why, patriarch, do you want me, an old immortal, to die? Then, you'll be able to control the entire tribe? The Black Raven Witch stretched out his old age-spotted hand, wiped the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked coldly at the burly man in front of him covered in various bone ornaments.

"Wu, how could it be? You are the guardian of our crow tribe, if it weren't for you, our crow tribe would have been exterminated by the relict tribe I don't know how many times, how could I have such a rebellious idea? This burly and strong man who was stared at by the black crow witch, cold sweat came down directly, and he fell to his knees without hesitation, his head lying on the ground, and he didn't dare to raise it at all.

"It's good to know, patriarch, get up, set off immediately, look for another small tribe, the ghost crow is gone, just cultivate another one, the time should be enough, we must rush before the old Jiao of the Canglan tribe encounters the catastrophe, and re-cultivate a ghost crow, so that our black crow tribe can have a chance to become a big tribe, patriarch, you know what to do, right?" The black crow witch lay back on the ghost sedan chair a little weakly, and his eyes were still looking at the patriarch who was kneeling on the ground with a cold look.

As for why his ghost crow was lost, he wouldn't say, and his people didn't dare to ask.

It's just that, not to mention, it doesn't mean that he won't think about it, although that ghost crow has not been fully cultivated, but its strength, there is no doubt, at least it has more than thirty percent of his own strength! But he was caught by the old man in linen clothes with a wave of his hand, and he was extremely easy to refine, and he still clearly remembered that the old man came out of the body of the young man of the different tribe, which also means that he is not the body, just an incarnation!

Just being incarnated is so terrifying! When the black crow witch thought of this, his heart palpitated, and he could no longer have the slightest idea of going to revenge!