Chapter nine hundred and seventeen Tian Wu died(2/2)
Ye Tian's eyes flashed, and countless vines suddenly surged out from the ground, rushing towards Tianwu madly.
The latter struggled desperately, but no matter how strong the wind was, it could not blow the plants deeply rooted in the underground.
The nature of nature is incompatible.
Soon, Tian Wu's body was entangled layer by layer and could not move.
"Dijiang, Xuanming, but I feel ashamed for you for what purpose you have helped this human being to harm the other ancestor witches!"
Tian Wu shouted with his last strength.
"There are countless successes and defeats in this world. As long as I win in the end, then what I am talking about is the truth."
Di Jiangsheng responded coldly.
And the crystal blue snake just hissed and swept the letter.
Ye Tian was silent, and a glass fire rose in his hand.
The thick vine was lit, and the golden flames burned in the Valley of Chaoyang, as if at this moment, the entire Valley of Chaoyang became the Chaoyang...
The fire of glass is burned without anything.
When only a smear was left in the end, the folding fan among the ashes was particularly eye-catching.
"Now we have four natal Horcruxes."
Dijiang said coldly.
"This time it was not difficult, but I just used another trump card."
“Some things you can’t get without paying.”
Di Jiang said and asked again.
"So where are we going next? Which one do you want?"
"Listen to me this time."
The crystal blue snake suddenly spoke, but Xuan Ming's voice came from.
"Xuan Ming? What suggestions do you have?"
Ye Tian asked.
"I got a piece of news this time that Gonggong and Zhurong seem to be fighting again."
Xuanming Dao.
"What? Those two guys are going to fight again?"
Di Jiang was just a little curious, but was not particularly surprised, as if this was a habit.
"Isn't fighting between your ancestors and witches not allowed? How can you be between Gonggong and Zhurong..."
"The two of them are exceptions to the laws of heaven. As the saying goes, water and fire are hard tolerant. They are fire gods and water gods. Basically, every hundred years there will be a battle to decide who ranks fifth and sixth in the twelve ancestor witches. Therefore, the ranking changes of the twelve ancestor witches all depend on them."
Di Jiang smiled and looked like he was watching the fun.
“This time it’s different.”
Xuan Ming's tone was very solemn.
Chapter completed!