Chapter 617: It must be Jun Muhan.

But the Wu people did not give up, they endured for thousands of years, waiting for the day when they raised their eyebrows.

It's just that they didn't expect that the saintess they were looking forward to didn't bring them any substantial changes, and if there were, it was getting worse and worse.

"Patriarch, the Holy Maiden is said to be able to drive all beasts, why is the Saint Maiden unable to do anything when the beast tide comes?" In the end, the three elders of the witch clan still couldn't hold back, and their eyes fell on the tall and majestic man on the main seat, "It can't be that the wizard's foreshadowing is wrong, right?" ”

The man leaning on the main seat, dressed in a blue robe, with handsome eyebrows and starry eyes, although there was not much expression on his face, his momentum was amazing.

Although he only glanced at the third elder lightly, he didn't need too many words to put great pressure on the other party.

The three elders' hearts trembled violently, and they couldn't say half a word for a while, and their shirts were soaked with cold sweat.

Even if the Wu patriarch Garan has been imprisoned for thousands of years, he is still a sleeping lion waiting to wake up, a terrifying and terrifying existence. Once, his power was even feared by the Heavenly Dao.

The atmosphere in the council hall suddenly became a little stiff, and the Great Elder on the side hurriedly came out to play a round.

"Patriarch, the three elders are not questioning the wizard, the main thing is that the aftermath of this beast tide is too heavy and the casualties are too heavy, if the holy woman can't suppress it, I'm afraid that our witch clan will be uneasy?"

This beast tide was indeed much more serious than before, making many people begin to doubt Uda's prophecy.

It's just that all the people also know in their hearts that in order to get out of this cage, their patriarch will definitely do whatever it takes, and he will definitely not give up.

"As long as the Holy Maiden's strength is restored, why do you need to pay attention to the beast tide?"

As a hoarse voice sounded, a man in a black cloak walked in from outside the hall.

It's a night glass disguised as the wizard Uda.

And Yeli was followed by Leng Xianhua, who was dressed in white.

It seems that he has been a little exhausted in the past few days because of the beast tide, and Leng Xianhua's face is a little ugly.

Jia Lan's gaze swept over Leng Xianhua lightly, there was still not much emotion in his eyes, and in the end, he focused his attention on Yeli.

"If you want to regain your strength, why don't you go and get people back? Don't tell me, for so many days, you haven't been able to catch even a single human race who has lost its spiritual power after closing the entrance to the space. ”

Jia Lan's words made Leng Xianhua's complexion change slightly, but then he was relieved.

As the patriarch of the Wu Clan, what happened to the Wu Clan could escape his eyes?

"Patriarch, although Jun Muhan has lost all his spiritual power, he is the best in the human race after all, not to mention ...... There is also an unfathomable Moyan ...... beside him" Yeli looked at Garan, but her eyes hidden under the cloak were calm, "Moyan is scheming, and the means are endless, which should not be underestimated. ”

"I didn't expect a woman to be so jealous of us wizards?" Garan looked straight into Uda's eyes, "This time the wizard came with the Holy Maiden, did he want the patriarch to come out in person?" ”

"It really needs the Patriarch's Soul Searching Technique." Yeli replied lightly.

Garan glanced at Yeli and didn't speak.

Leng Xianhua suddenly knelt down towards Jia Lan and said in a deep voice: "Patriarch, Jun Muhan's time to unravel the spell has come, if you don't find him again, I'm afraid it will be too late." If Jun Muhan dies, I'm afraid that things will change in the future. ”

Jia Lan twisted her eyebrows and looked at Yeli, "Do you have to be Jun Muhan?" ”

"Yes. It has to be Jun Muhan. "Nightglass lowered her eyes.

Jia Lan's gaze, which seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, fell on Leng Xianhua again, and said word by word: "I only hope that the holy woman will not disappoint me." ”