Chapter 317: Speculating on the real murderer, a thunderbolt from the sky
"Yes!"
The expression was solemn, punishment, Hou Yi, and the sentence spirit god immediately nodded in agreement.
Especially the punishment, although I don't know what happened, but Di Jiang gave the order, which shows that this matter is not simple.
Without any hesitation, the three of them walked quickly to Xingtian's side, grabbed it, and then used the technique of flying clouds and fog, and got up with three flies and left quickly.
At the same time, Xingtian's teasing voice also resounded again: "No, brother, slow down!"
"I'm so dizzy, brother, I'm your own brother, you can't do this to me!"
“......”
Listening to Xingtian's roar, the corners of the Wu Clan's mouths twitched.
If all the people present are people from the Wu clan, it would be fine, but Di Jun is also there, as a top witch, Xingtian's shouting and teasing posture is really embarrassing to throw home!
Even the corners of the mouth of the Four Ancestors of Dijiang were a little twitching at the moment, and they were indeed a little helpless about Xingtian's reaction.
"Ahem!"
Coughing lightly, Di Jun didn't expect that the God of War Xingtian in this later life was actually a tease, but he quickly came back to his senses and looked at Di Jiang Sidao: "Four, there is still one more thing that you need to give the emperor an answer to!"
Answer?
What's the answer?
Glancing at each other, the four of Di Jiang's eyes were full of doubts and incomprehension, and they subconsciously looked at Di Jun and said, "If the Demon Emperor has anything to say, please say it directly, my brother and sister will never hide it!"
"Good!"
Nodding, Di Jun's gaze glanced at the big witches in the field, and then said with a solemn expression: "Is there a existence of the Thirteen Ancestral Witches in your clan?"
"Don't be in a hurry to deny it, although there is no news about this matter, but according to your transaction with Sanqing, Emperor Ben has also guessed something!"
"This emperor is not to inquire about the backhand and background of your witch clan, but because Jumu may be the one who started it, but he is definitely not the owner of the devouring power, and he can order a great witch to make such a betrayal move, this emperor does not think that ordinary top witches can do it, the only possibility is the ancestral witch!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the four people in Dijiang changed greatly.
Not for anything else, because Di Jun's words are indeed true, they did create a thirteen ancestor witch, although there has been no news and fluctuations, but ......
"Not good!"
Suddenly, Candle Jiuyin seemed to think of something, and suddenly turned around and ran towards the Pangu Palace.
At the same time, Di Jiang, Hou Tu and Xuan Ming's faces were also hidden, and they also thought of a certain possibility, although they didn't want to admit it, they had to say that Di Jun's words were very reasonable.
On the contrary, the big witches in the field were at a loss.
Thirteen Ancestral Witches?
Is there a thirteenth ancestor in the Wu Clan?
Why don't they have any news about all this?
Under such circumstances, the atmosphere in the venue could not help but be silent.
About a quarter of an hour later, Candle Jiuyin, who had just hurried in, walked out of the Pangu Hall again, but at this moment, his expression was not very good, his face was gloomy, his body was violent and restless, and he looked extremely violent.
"Second brother, how!"
"Second brother, how is it!"
Seeing the appearance of Candle Jiuyin coming out, the three of Di Jiang all felt a trace of uneasiness in their hearts, and subconsciously asked, and there was even a hint of pleading in their eyes.
If nothing else, if it is really as Di Jun said before, then this matter is really unacceptable to them.
After all, the Thirteen Ancestors and Witches were created by them together, in order to let the Wu Clan go to the next level, but what about now? Obviously, this is not the case!
Hearing this, Candle Jiuyin subconsciously glanced at Di Jun, and then looked at Di Jiang and the three of them sighed: "It's gone!"
"There is only one blood shell still in it, and Thirteen is gone, this matter is likely to be as Emperor Jun Daoyou said, it is likely that Thirteen did it!"
As soon as these words came out, Dijiang, Houtu and Xuanming were like being struck by lightning, and their bodies shook, and they almost didn't fall to the ground.
Immediately afterward, their eyes turned scarlet.
It's really Wu Thirteen!
It was really him who plotted against the Eight Great Ancestors!
The cruel reality is difficult for them to accept, but under the facts, if you don't want to admit it, you have to admit it, and this is indeed the case.
"Bastard!"
"I'm going to kill him!"
An angry roar came from the mouth of the Emperor River.
Wu Thirteen was created by each of the twelve ancestors and witches sacrificing a drop of essence blood, in order to promote the future of the Wu clan, and even has always been cultivated as a killer weapon.
But now?
This knife was created, but before it hurt the enemy, it was against the eight great ancestors, if it wasn't for the appearance of Emperor Jun to break all this, they were afraid that they would still be stupid to think that the reason why the eight ancestors fainted was because of the Pan King.
After being angry, the eyes of Di Jiang and the other ancestors also showed despair and helplessness.
Not for anything else, because it was Wu Thirteen who shot it, the latter was born, and his strength may not be as good as the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but it is also absolutely weak, plus this calculation of the Eight Great Ancestral Witches, the latter disappeared in the wilderness, even if the Wu clan occupies the land, but trying to find him is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
But how long can the Eight Great Ancestors last?
When they came out before, they already knew that the vitality of the ancestral witch was passing rapidly, if they couldn't find Wu Thirteen as soon as possible to recover the devouring power, then what was waiting for them would definitely be the fall of the eight ancestral witches, and they would die to heaven and earth.
As soon as they thought of this, the hearts of the four ancestors of Dijiang were filled with despair and helplessness.
Once the Eight Great Ancestral Witches die, the Wu Clan will really be finished!
At least the Wu Clan can no longer become the overlord of the earth and dominate the entire Flood Desolate Continent, and even many gods will come to take revenge, without the Twelve Heavenly Arrays, Di Jiang and the others really don't have much confidence to resist the revenge of the gods.
It's my turn!
This is really a chance to be delivered to your door!
Seeing this scene in his eyes, Di Jun was overjoyed, and immediately did not hesitate to do anything, and stepped out: "Everyone, this emperor can help you find Wu Thirteen in a short time, and even kill him!"
As soon as these words came out, the four ancestors of Dijiang were suddenly overjoyed.
Although Di Jun's demon clan dominates the heavenly vault, they don't think that the latter has no horses in the flood wilderness, if the army of the two lich clans is dispatched to find it, then it is really possible to find Wu Thirteen in a short time, or even ......
"Whew~"
Exhaling heavily, Di Jiang forcibly endured the excitement in his heart, looked at Di Jun and said, "Demon Emperor, Ming people don't say dark words, you help us so much, what do you want?"