In the human town at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Qinghe's crisp voice echoed in everyone's ears.

Di Liao was stunned for a moment, and then his gaze suddenly looked at the giant hand totem on the mountain wall not far away.

Before, the object of his insulting remarks was the so-called protector of the human race, and now Qing He said that he had insulted his master, doesn't that mean that the owner of Qing He and the protector of the human race are the same person?

Terran ...... Is there really a patron?

Thinking of this, Di Liao and the three of them suddenly felt that their breathing was a little tight.

The meaning of the totem above the flood is too great, any race born in heaven and earth is a unique existence, can shelter a race, and enjoy the totem incense, is by no means an ordinary creature!

But Qing He is not the mount of the Tongtian Sect Master, so what happened to the sword intent before?

In the entire flood wilderness, who else has such a killing aura with sword intent?

For a moment, Di Liao and the three of them stood in place in a daze, their thoughts in confusion.

On the side of the human race, the Zhisheng clan suddenly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and his face was also full of shock.

Dayi's sharp eyes had just opened at this time, and just now he wanted to forcibly observe the sword intent of the Tongtian Sect Master, but he would have almost blinded his eyes.

The previous wisp of sword intent was too terrifying, even if the sword intent was only aimed at Wu Shuang alone, everyone present felt like a knife cut, and they only dared to stand still and remain motionless.

"The Tongtian Sect Master is worthy of being a saint, and this kind of method is simply appalling."

Zhisheng looked at the pile of minced meat on the ground, and the shock in his heart began to slowly dissipate, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Qing He, as the mount of Lord Shangcang, it is normal for him to have something to do with the existence of the Tongtian Sect Master, and what shocked him was that a great witch died in front of him so quietly.

As one of the three ancestors of the human race, the Zhisheng clan knows best how terrifying the great witch of the Wu clan is.

The gap in each realm above the flood famine can be described as an abyss, and it is almost impossible to fight beyond the level in the flood famine.

However, there are still some unique creatures who can rely on their own bloodline and feet, showing combat power that does not match their own cultivation.

The Wicans are one of them!

At the beginning, the demon clan not only had hundreds of millions of people, but also the ten demon saints, plus many top powerhouses such as the Demon Emperor and the Lord of Heavenly Court, Di Jun, each of them was the existence of the Great Luo Golden Immortal or even the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal.

The Wu clan can compete with it, relying on its own powerful bloodline.

The Zhisheng clan once saw three great witches of the Wu clan besieging the demon clan, and one of them reached the realm of the existence of the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal!

The scene of the three Wu clan's true bodies tens of thousands of meters tall tearing apart the mixed yuan has been indelible in the minds of the Zhisheng clan until now!

It can be said that as long as Wushuang shows his true body, not to mention that he can be compared with Buzhou Mountain, but the entire town of the human race is estimated to be flattened with only one foot!

But it was such a terrifying existence, and he died so lightly at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

While lamenting the strength of the Tongtian Sect Master, the Zhisheng clan suddenly thought of Tang Hao.

Tang Hao was able to talk and laugh with an existence like the Tongtian Sect Master, and that was definitely an existence that was not weaker than the other party.

In other words, a creature like Wushuang who has already set foot in Da Luo is not much different from an ant in Tang Hao's eyes!

After intuitively feeling how powerful Tang Hao was who protected the human race, the Zhisheng clan respected Tang Hao more and more!

It is a great blessing for all the people of the human race to be protected by the Lord of the Heavens!

"How awesome do you think it is, that's it?"

On the other side, Tang Hao hid his figure, looking at the shattered flesh and blood on the ground not far away, not only did he not feel uncomfortable in his heart, but shook his head with some disdain.

Although I know that the other party is indeed better than myself, but so what?

Your friends are 10,000 times better than you!

Wushuang's previous approach was too deceitful, first acquiescing to the sitting disciple forcibly capturing the woman from the human race, and then after Di Liao and the three were stopped by Qing He, another awesome and roaring appearance appeared, and without saying a word, he wanted Qing He to get out.

It can only be said that there is reincarnation in the way of heaven, and in the eyes of the black shuang, the human race is just an ant that can be pinched to death, but he may not have thought that in the eyes of others, he is not an ant?

Retracting his gaze from the pile of minced meat, Tang Hao raised his head slightly and looked at the sky.

The moment Xuan Ming appeared, he had actually noticed it.

However, judging by the other party's reaction, he should not have been discovered, so Tang Hao planned not to show his true identity first.

Needless to say, the importance of the Great Witch to the Wu Clan was just like this, Tang Hao wanted to see what Xuan Ming would do with this matter.

At this time, Di Liao and the three of them had already been frightened by the previous scene.

Wushuang is even more important to the three of them than Dazu to some extent.

Most of the sources of power in their bodies came from Wu Shuang, and now that Wu Shuang was dead, at this time, Di Liao and the three of them had already felt that their realm was beginning to be a little unstable, and there were even signs of falling!

On the other side, in the Xuanming tribe, at the moment when Wushuang died, a man sitting cross-legged in the stone room suddenly opened his eyes.

The man's long blood-colored hair was scattered around his waist, his expression was like ten thousand years of ice, and the whole person looked like a Shura who had come out of the Nine Shadows.

The man's name is Guangsu, and he is the strongest of the three great witches of the Xuanming tribe.

At this time, Guangsu seemed to have not recovered from the retreat, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes.

After a moment, he stood up abruptly, a flash of horror flashing across his face painted with strange runes.

"The demon clan called?"

There is a subtle connection between the great witches, and Guangsu can clearly feel that Wushuang, who is also a great witch with him... He's dead!

"What's going on?!"

"Could it be that the Demon Emperor killed him?"

Don't think too much about it, he subconsciously wants to manifest his true body.

Not to mention the Great Wilderness, there are not many people in the entire Flood Wilderness who can kill the Great Witch.

Now the only thing Guangsu can think of is that the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who has been chasing and killing their witch clan, is here!

But soon, Guangsu calmed down again.

Just now, he had already sensed the entire Buzhou Mountain for millions of miles, and he didn't notice anything unusual.

Within a million miles of Zhou Mountain, not to mention the demon clan, there are not even a few creatures with slightly higher strength.

How did that Wushuang die?!

The evil Qi Ling Ran's eyes flickered for a few minutes, and the next moment Guangsu's body disappeared instantly, and when he reappeared, he was already suspended above the heads of the Zhisheng clan and the others.

"Great Witch!"

The evil aura on Guangsu's body was too prominent, and the moment he appeared, everyone present raised their heads.

Di Liao looked at Guangsu who suddenly appeared, and without thinking about it, he directly exclaimed, "Great Wu, my master was killed!" ”

A wave of unsettled waves rose again and again, and Zhisheng looked at the body above his head that was more oppressive than Wushuang, and a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

The Zhisheng clan had secretly made up his mind in his heart that once this great witch who exuded a thick evil aura had any abnormal behavior, he would immediately call for help to Lord Shangcang!

The previous forbearance was because the Wu clan had not harmed the foundation of the human race, but now it is different.

Although the death of the Great Witch had nothing to do with the Terrans, the Zhisheng Clan was not sure if the Witch Clan would pour out their anger on the Terrans.

Qing He is the mount of Lord Cang, and he has his own means to save his life, but the immortal fight will affect the pond fish, and their human race will not be able to withstand the aftermath of any battle!

Not to mention Guangsu and Qingyou, even Qinghe and Di Liao are not something that the human race can deal with.

High in the air, Guangsu ignored Di Liao's call.

Ever since he appeared, his gaze had been on a certain place at his feet.

A piece of minced meat with smooth and neat incisions came into view, and the next moment the pupils shrank, and Guangsu only felt a tingling of his scalp!

Who the hell did this?!