As a Great Luo Xuan Immortal, Guangsu could see at a glance that the pile of minced meat under his feet was owned by the great witch of the same clan who had survived with him for countless thousands of years.

Qingyou stood aside, and there was no need to think about whose pile of minced meat it was.

"It's... Who did this? ”

His gaze moved from the pile of minced meat to Qing You's body, and Guangsu asked in an extremely shocked tone.

In his eyes, it could naturally be seen that Wu Shuang was killed in an instant without any resistance, and there was not the slightest breath fluctuation on the minced meat.

The true body of the Wu Clan was cut into countless pieces before it could be opened, I'm afraid that the Demon Emperor can't do it, right?!

Although the loss of a great witch was a pain in the bones for the Xuanming tribe, Guangsu not only did not want to avenge Wushuang at this time, but was full of fear.

It is not impossible to be able to kill Wushuang in seconds at will, and kill a self who is only one realm higher than Wushuang in seconds.

At this time, Qingyou has also fallen into a state of confusion.

Until now, she still hasn't come back to her senses.

For a long time, she thought that Qinghe was the mount of the Great Ancestor Xuanming.

Seeing Wushuang shoot at Qinghe before, she thought that Qinghe would definitely die, but who had ever wanted to be killed in seconds, it was actually Wushuang!

Looking at the pile of minced meat not far from his feet, Qingyou swallowed his saliva, and then slowly looked at Qinghe, his eyes full of indisposition.

Guangsu in the sky naturally noticed the quiet gaze, and the eyes filled with evil aura immediately followed.

When he saw Qing He standing in place with a bright smile on his face, Guangsu was slightly stunned.

Isn't this the Qingluan?

Could it be that Wushuang was killed by her?

How is this possible!

Not to mention that Qinghe is a Xuan Immortal, even if she is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, she can't kill the Great Witch of the Wu Clan in seconds!

You must know that Wushuang, as the purest Wu clan in blood, after opening the true Wu clan, even the ancestral witch can live with both hands.

What kind of ability does her little Qingluan have to be able to defeat Wushuang? Don't talk about instant killing!

But why did Qingyou look at that Qingluan with that kind of gaze?

At this time, Guangsu could be described as puzzled, and his eyes were full of doubts.

A wisp of sword intent from the Tongtian Sect Master made everyone on the scene fall into a deep shock, no one spoke, only Na Di Liao was still crying out.

"Be quiet!"

At that moment, a cold voice that seemed to suppress endless anger sounded from another part of the sky.

Di Liao shut up instantly, and everyone subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound.

I saw a void, and the figure of Xuan Ming slowly appeared.

"Great Ancestor!?"

Seeing Xuan Ming suddenly appear, Guang Su was stunned for a moment, and then quickly fell from the sky, stood with Na Qingyou, and waved his hand towards Xuan Ming.

The current atmosphere has become very strange now, although the human race is silent, but many people look at the pile of minced meat on the ground, only to feel hearty and relieved!

Whether it was the appearance of Guangsu or Xuanming, it did not cause panic among everyone.

Because the Wu clan has ancestral witches, and their human race also has the Lord of God!

On the other side, Xuan Ming looked at the pile of minced meat under his feet, and his eyes were extremely complicated.

Witnessing the whole process, there was hatred and regret in her eyes at this time.

"Great Ancestor, my master is dead, dead!"

"You want to avenge my master!"

At that moment, the annoying voice rang out again.

When Guangsu appeared before, Di Liao did not have the feeling of letting the other party avenge his master.

It wasn't until Xuan Ming appeared now that he suddenly remembered this incident.

At this time, he pointed at Qinghe with great resentment, and said sadly to Xuan Ming: "Great Ancestor, it is this Qingluan who killed my master!" ”

In the hearts of the entire Xuan Ming Clan, in the entire heaven and earth, except for the saints, the great ancestor of their Wu Clan is an omnipotent existence.

Since Qing Xuan himself admitted that he was not the mount of the Tongtian Sect Master, then no matter who the other party's master was, he would definitely be no match for the ancestor of their Xuanming clan!

However, what Di Liao didn't expect was that after he finished saying the last sentence, Xuan Ming not only did not make a move on Qing He as he thought, but looked at him with extremely cold eyes.

"Your name is Di Liao, aren't you?"

"Hehe, do you remember what I said before the retreat?"

Looking at Xuan Ming's gaze as if he was looking at a dead man, Di Liao's body trembled suddenly, and then he fell to his knees uncontrollably, as did the other two people beside him.

What did you say before the retreat?

How do I know what you're saying?

Raising his head with difficulty, Di Liao looked at Xuan Ming with some puzzlement, and said tremblingly: "Great Ancestor, what are you talking about!?" ”

Seeing that Di Liao still didn't know what she had done wrong, Xuan Ming's eyes became even colder, and she turned her head to look at Qingyou on the side, her tone no longer had the usual softness, "Qingyou, didn't you bring my words to them?" ”

Hearing this, Qingyou hurriedly lowered his head, "Great Ancestor, I have explained everything you said." ”

Confessed? What did you confess?

And Di Liao was even more puzzled at this time, and suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his eyes suddenly looked at the people of the Zhisheng clan in disbelief.

Qingyou once said that before the retreat, the Great Ancestor explained that he wanted the Wu Clan and the Terran to have a good relationship, and he could not slaughter the Terrans at will.

Is it because of this?

"Great Ancestor, I didn't slaughter the human race at will!"

Seeing Xuan Ming's gaze getting colder and colder, Di Liao only felt that his soul was trembling.

On the other side, Qingyou and Guangsu noticed the abnormality, and they all quickly lowered their heads, not daring to speak.

Ever since the Gonggong Great Ancestor crashed into Buzhou Mountain and died, they had never seen Xuan Ming have such a big mood swing.

"You didn't slaughter the Terrans, but don't you remember what you did?"

"I asked you to have a good relationship with the Terrans, and that's how you got along?"

Xuan Ming looked at Di Liao and the three of them, his tone was like ten thousand years of ice, and he couldn't hear any emotional ups and downs.

And when the Zhisheng clan not far away heard this, they were stunned for a moment.

What's going on with this Xuanming Ancestral Witch, and how does it look...... As if to support the Terrans?

In the eyes of Di Liao and the others, their human race is the object of random bullying, but in front of Xuan Ming, their human race is almost no different from ants.

Such an existence would still want to be friendly with the human race?

In an instant, Zhisheng suddenly seemed to understand something, and a bright figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Don't... Is it because of Lord God?!

"I said that I cared so much about the human race at the beginning, and it was impossible for Xuan Ming not to know."

"It turns out that these witches are making their own decisions."

Not far away, Tang Hao, who had been hiding his figure from the beginning, heard Xuan Ming's words, and the anger in his heart finally dissipated a lot.

Judging from Xuan Ming's attitude, her original intention was to make friends between the Wu Clan and the Human Race.

Now that this kind of result is a result, you don't have to think about it to know that it must be that the old guy before didn't listen to Xuan Ming's words, and he made his own claim that the human race was just an ant and was not worthy of the Wu clan's friendship.

"However, even if this is the case, the Wu Clan will have to beat it well."

Looking at the three Wu clans kneeling on the ground, a trace of coldness flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.

The humiliation suffered by the human race in the past three years cannot be solved by the death of a single witch!