This is a gluttonous feast, a celebratory banquet between kings, a win-win situation for each other!

The second generation of witch gods raised their glasses in celebration and smiled.

Everyone raised their glasses one after another, showing a victorious smile, but the demon couldn't laugh, the second generation of the witch god is worthy of being an old fox, if they don't come to the Demon God Mountain today, wouldn't this victory banquet exclude the Demon God Mountain?

"Today's witch god is just a puppet, the real ruler is the second generation of witch god, Wu Yi will be given up at any time, it seems that within these ten thousand years, he must be sure to cultivate a stronger witch god. Mo Li whispered to himself, and the pressure was getting bigger and bigger.

Ye Qinghan didn't reveal anything on the surface, but he knew that the second-generation witch god was not easy to serve, and he was not easy to fool, and now he didn't understand why the second-generation witch god held himself so high, but he understood that he could even give up the witch and praise himself for his own reasons, not because he was his disciple.

The meal lasted for more than an hour, and everyone had their own thoughts, but none of them showed their true thoughts.

Before the end, the second-generation witch god spoke again, "Although our clan Wu Yi was born as the inheritor of the witch god, it is a pity that he made a big mistake and attacked his allies, this is a big taboo for my clan, and tomorrow I will show his origin in public!"

The corners of Ye Qinghan's mouth twitched, although Wu Ye was not decisive enough, it was because he was not strong enough, he was controlled by Wu Ye and attacked the Mad Sect, that was because of Wu Ye! And the second generation of Wu God did this, obviously to attract allies, show that they value their feelings, and the friendship of allies cannot be destroyed.

Mo Li's heart was bright, and he understood that the second generation of witch gods was trying to win over allies, so he couldn't help but snort, and said with disdain, "Don't show off this kind of little trick, seniors are seniors, but don't take us for fools, everyone is the supreme god, who can believe it, there is a scale in their hearts." ”

The second-generation witch god smiled indifferently and said generously, "The old man only does himself, not for everyone to see, but just to give Ye Qinghan an explanation, and also to the dead people of the Mad Sect." ”

Ye Qinghan snorted coldly in his heart, the Mad Sect has died so many people, Wu Ye's head is not enough to compensate, and he can't explain it, Wu Ye must die, but now is not a good time to take revenge.

"Wu Yi is guilty, since the seniors feel that they need to give an explanation to the Mad Sect, then hand over Wu Yi to me to deal with, of course, you can cut off the supreme origin, and the other juniors want to hand it over to me intact. Ye Qinghan said in a condensed voice.

The second generation of the witch god nodded and agreed without hesitation, which surprised everyone, Wu Yi is also the inheritor of the witch god, so don't you feel blasphemous to an outsider like this?

At this time, Wu Ye's face changed, obviously unwilling to hand over Wu Ye alive, but he didn't dare to go against the will of the second generation of Wu God, so he could only bow his head and remain silent.

At the end of the meal, everyone came to the martial arts arena, and Wu Yi was still kneeling on the ground, stained with blood and staining a large area of the floor red.

The second-generation witch god looked down at Wu Yi and asked in a deep voice, "Wu Yi, are you guilty?"

Wu Yi raised his head slightly, still full of awe, knelt down and said, "Unfilial descendants are guilty of their crimes, and they are willing to be punished by the ancestors." ”

"Then this seat will invite out the tablet of the father god, cut off your supreme origin inheritance, and re-establish the six generations of witch gods in three days, and you will be handed over to Ye Qinghan to deal with. The second-generation witch god said in a deep voice.

"Unfilial descendants have no complaints!" Wu Yi accepted the most cruel punishment, cut off the supreme inheritance origin, and basically abolished, unable to reach the top again.

There is not only one witch of the witch clan, there are many more, all of them are hidden in the holy realm for penance, sacrificing a witch is nothing, as long as the supreme origin of the witch god is not lost.

"Ancestor, I have objections, how can Wu Yi say that he is also the sixth generation of witch gods chosen by the ancestral god, and now he has made a big mistake and beheaded the supreme origin, but it is really insulting to the majesty of my Wu clan to hand him over to an outsider!" Wu Ye thought again and again, and knelt down and pleaded.

"Please think twice, the glory of the Wu clan cannot be blasphemed! According to the ancestral teachings, Wu Yi has lost its supreme origin and must be executed in public!"

Swish!

The powerhouses of the twelve major branches of the Wu clan knelt on the ground one after another, unwilling to hand over the Wu Yi to Ye Qinghan.

Ye Qinghan's face was emotionless, he just looked at Wu Yi quietly, waiting for the second generation of Wu God to deal with it.

"Ancestral teachings, which of your ancestors gave you a testament? The old man is still here, is it the turn of future generations to set up ancestral teachings for me?" the second-generation witch god asked with a cold snort.

Regarding ancestral training, only the legacy of a generation of witch gods can manage the second generation of witch gods, what are the others?

The second-generation witch god snorted coldly, making everyone in the witch clan dare not say more.

Subsequently, the second-generation witch god took up his hand, turned his blade and slashed it off from the witch's head, and a divine light directly slashed into the sea of Wu Ye's knowledge.

Poof——————

Wu Yi spurted out a mouthful of essence blood and fell to the ground and passed out on the spot.

Wow!

A ray of divine light wrapped the supreme origin and returned to the hands of the second-generation witch god, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

This supreme origin has been passed from the first generation of witch gods to the second generation, the second generation has been buried in the supreme origin, passed on to the third generation, passed down to the present, and continued to the hands of the six generations of witches, and the current second generation of witch gods has no supreme origin at all, otherwise his strength is by no means something that the python god can provoke, and he can be suppressed with a wave of his hand.

But the current second-generation witch god can no longer re-accommodate the supreme origin, otherwise the demon god mountain will not have a chance to spread again.

"He is now at your disposal, you can kill, but you can't humiliate. The second-generation witch god stared at Ye Qinghan and said in a deep voice.

Ye Qinghan took a deep breath, nodded, wasted a healing elixir again, injected it into Wu Yi's body, and said, "Thank you senior, I didn't say I wanted to kill him, and I won't kill him, please arrange six rooms for me, I've been on the road these days, and I'm really tired, so I won't accompany my senior." ”

The second-generation witch god was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that Ye Qinghan was not to torture and kill Wu Yi, but to save him, a son of a ruined witch god no longer has much use value, and it is not even worth the healing elixir.

"Wu Ye, arrange a yard for Qinghan, don't slack off. The second-generation witch god said in a deep voice.

Wu Ye's face changed completely, and he said secretly, "Ye Qinghan is definitely not kind to save Wu Ye, the ultimate goal must be me, Wu Ye can't live!"

However, Wu Ye remained silent, and stretched out his hand to signal Ye Qinghan to follow him.

Ye Qinghan slowly squatted down, picked up the faint Wu Yi and followed, Li Feng and the others followed behind, and the powerful aura forced Zhu Xiong back.

Knock knock!

Stepping on the mountain rock, the aggressive melody sounded, hitting the hearts of everyone.

The invincible king also had a dignified face, and they all understood that even if Ye Qing's Cammartial origin was abolished, but these few people around him were not easy to mess with, aside from the background, the combat power of individual soldiers was definitely not inferior to the Divine Son, and the key was that there were still a lot of people in this group, except for the people of the Inner Sect, the four people in front of him, plus the ethereal body used for him, and an unfathomable Shura King, who could already be compared to the Divine Son of half of the Holy Land.

Cohesion, this is Ye Qinghan's personality charm.

The second-generation witch god looked at the back of Ye Qinghan leaving, his eyes were heroic, as if he wanted to see through Ye Qinghan's essence, but he couldn't see through it at all, he didn't have any divine power, and he was thoughtful in his heart.