Chapter 747 Prophecy and Heaven

"You..." Wu Di coughed up a mouthful of blood and didn't look at Qi Ziyu, but stared viciously at Qi Ziqi, "You are so despicable..."

The son sighed faintly, but did not speak.

Mi Ziyu smiled: "Witch, sneak attack and fight between witches, how despicable is it?"

"What are you?" Wu Lu said coldly, "It's just a greedy person. Only when a woman is a witch, a man is a witch, and sacrifices to heaven at the same time can balance yin and yang and blend heaven and earth. I thought that the son was a man of great wisdom, unlike the old man of the young man, who had already understood the truth. Over the years, I have only cooperated with him in Nanjiao City to make the two witches live in harmony. The tribes are no longer divided by theocracy. Unexpectedly, they are also short-sighted!"

The son said helplessly, "Wu, although you and I are all avoiders and are far away from the two gates of the imperial hill, we have been working hard for the harmony of the witch for more than ten years, and now we have achieved a little? On the contrary, the disputes are fierce and the contradictions are deeper. If it's only about your and my own fate, Zichu dares not break the oath. However, at present, in Diqiu, the two gates of Wu Yu have already been divided. Di Yao and Wu Xian are not such ideas. If Di Yao returns to Di Qiu with the opportunity of great victory, he will definitely sweep the door. My whole door is about to perish. It's about the fate of the life and death of tens of thousands of the same door, and Ziqi is also helpless.

"Hahaha, it's so helpless!" Wu Li smiled harshly, and suddenly looked at Ziyu with a smile. Qi Ziyu received a brain wave from her and was stunned.

When he saw the witch, he shouted and jumped at the dragonfly.

The son of Qifei retreated quickly, and a brain wave bombarded him, colliding with Wu's spiritual power. The two were dizzy at the same time, and Wu's body flew out backwards, and blood sprayed wildly in mid-air, falling far down the cliff...

He stabilized his figure and hurriedly reached out and pressed his eyebrows. Before his fingers touched it, suddenly a sense of awe-inness swept from behind. In terrration, he couldn't think and flew back. He only felt a pain in his waist in mid-air. His upper body folded strangely and fell to the ground.

He slowly raised his arm and struggled with his upper body, only to find that his waist was almost cut into two sections by a knife, leaving only the palm-wide minced meat connected together. A pair of white deerkin boots in front of him slowly approached, and Mi Ziyu stood in front of him with a black Wu knife with a blank face.

"Hehe..." Ziqi reluctantly raised his head, and a smile gushed out of his face. "Is it... Did Wushi let you sneak up on me?"

"Yes, it's not." Mi Ziyu's face was expressionless, "Before she died, she gave me a ray of brain wave and said, "I'll help you kill him." However, even without this sentence, I will kill you. I will never allow unfathomable changes when I compete with Ziyin for the position of the young clan.

"Are you sure that I will definitely help Ziyin?"

Ziyu shook his head: "I don't care who you help. As long as you exist, I must kill you. Because you are someone I can't control. Even if you promise to help me, I won't give my fate to you."

"Good! OK! OK!" He smiled bitterly, "It's really tough enough, enough to be decisive! The master didn't see the wrong person, but he saw the situation wrong.

"What do you say?" Mi Ziyu frowned and said.

"Zi Ziyin is not your opponent, and Wumen is not your opponent, but you are not the opponent of the people." The son said lightly, "You are too fierce and ruthless, and the people will not worship the spokesperson of a ruthless god. No one in the world can beat you, but you will definitely lose to yourself.

"Thank you." Mi Ziyu said indifferently.

He closed his eyes and muttered, "Wu, I'm here to repay your life--"

The words are still endless. With a knife, the head rolls down.

Although Qi Ziqi and Wu was dead, Qi Ziyu was not happy at all, but he was worried. Looking at the corpses all over the ground, a trace of chills couldn't help but appear in the spine: Why did Dashun Qianli send me to kill Ziqi and Wudi? It is in his interests to kill the witch, but why do he even want to kill him? Although he supports the door, what is really in his interests should be to leave the lack of the door and restrain me and the door! In addition, why don't the thirty three-miao witches exert their spiritual power without guards?

Thinking of this, Ziyu couldn't help but be shocked: Is today's assassination simply a game? Thirty witches are just a bait, and what they catch is the lack of witches and witches?

The three witches, two of them died, and the whole Yanhuang allied army was shocked.

Di Yao ordered the soldiers to retreat ten miles, and the whole army was sober, and the god and witch saint returned to heaven. The senior management of Yanhuang was depressed and dignified. It was obvious that the three witches attacked 30 ordinary witches, and two people would die?

It's so funny.

And the other person was unharmed, and the matter was obvious - the internal battle of the two gates!

Everyone could not imagine that it was a task that killed two great witches. Even if he held a Wu knife and wanted to kill a divine witch and a saint, it seemed impossible to complete the task. They speculated that the two great saints besieged the witch, and in the end, both the witch died.

In the face of this situation, Di Yao almost collapsed. The Southern Expedition has been smooth, but he didn't expect that at the last moment, he broke two great witches! In fact, it's nothing to break the witch, but the death of the witch is an unbearable loss for him. Now that the witch family is declining, the witch is abolished. The witch is suppressing the north in the Tang tribe. Only Wu Xian and Wu Zhen maintain the overall situation in the imperial hill. This witch is resistant to death, and the witch force in the whole south is afraid of earth-shaking changes.

The Xia tribe has long been rifugal with themselves. If there is a witch, they still have some scruples, but now...

Di Yao sighed, but there was nothing he could do. The thing about Wu Yu is that he, the emperor, can't get involved. Even if Yu Zi Yu brazenly told him that I killed Wu, he could do nothing about it.

The whole coalition was dejected, and even Zhonggu was too lazy to besiege.

On a hill more than ten miles away from the coalition camp, two women in ink robes stared at the camp motionless. Standing and sitting, the figure is like being integrated into the eternal mountains, infinitely mysterious.

The girl with bright eyes and teeth looked at the sitting middle-aged woman and said slowly, "Senior sister, can you believe in my prophecy now?"

The middle-aged woman looked down at the terrible wound on her chest and abdomen and smiled bitterly: "Who would have thought that the senior sister had reached such a level. I'm afraid that the master can't match you with the prophecy alone. Alas, if I had listened to my sister's words earlier and knew that the son lacked the intention to kill me, how could I have fallen to this point?

"The time is also, the life is also. Prophecy can predict the future, but it can't change the future. Even if the senior sister believes that what should happen will happen. The girl said indifferently.

"It seems that the master has chosen you as the heir, which is really a piercing point." The middle-aged woman sighed, "But since my sister can predict the future, she must have a chance to avoid it. Why don't you tell him the result of Di Yao's final defeat as soon as possible? Let him take precautions early? You should know that the victory or defeat of Di Yao's Southern Expedition is directly related to the survival of our witch sect.

The girl stared at the undulating camp under her feet and said slowly, "Look at the camp, there is a sign of defeat, but is there any possibility of reversal? Even if I tell him the news that the Shaoqiu Legion appeared behind him, can I reverse the outcome of this battle?

"If you don't do it, how do you know the result?" The middle-aged woman said harshly.

The girl's face showed sadness and muttered, "Sister, you don't understand that when the future scenes appear in front of you, you will be afraid, but the final result has already been reflected in your heart. It makes you dare not move or interfere, for fear that with a gentle wave of your hand, there will be earth-shaking changes in the future, lose your control, and develop in a direction you can't predict. Sister, you are kind and have treated me well since I was a child. I went deep into the southern wilderness this time, but I just saw this result and hoped to save your life. This itself has become involved in the sky. I dare not touch anything else.

The middle-aged woman sighed faintly: "That's it, that's it. If you practice it into a prophecy, you are no longer a human being on earth. Maybe you're doing it right. You're right. There is no change in the future. Even if you are a person who sees through the sky, you can't save my life, let alone others.