Quick Time Travel Plane Development 2

"You can't kill the holy witch." Ji Luyan was also in a dilemma. When he saw Feng Dinghe attacking Yuhua, he tried his best to stop it. Seeing that Feng Dinghe was the loser, he was afraid that Yuhua would kill Feng Dinghe.

The holy witch is the commander of all witches and has a high status in the hearts of everyone in Heifeng Mountain.

The Holy Witch is the spokesperson of the Ancestral Witch in the human world, and disrespecting the Holy Witch is disrespectful to the Ancestral Witch.

Juhua is a shaman from Heifeng Mountain. Killing the holy witch means becoming an enemy to all the shamans in Heifeng Mountain.

At that time, he would no longer be able to stand in Yuhua's position.

Zihua did not kill Feng Dinghe because she still had something to ask Feng Dinghe.

So Feng Dinghe was asked to sit down.

Under her heavy pressure, Feng Dinghe was restrained there, unable to mobilize any of his witchcraft power.

When he discovered that Zihua was also a witch, and that his witchcraft power far surpassed hers, Feng Dinghe stared straight at Zihua, more surprised than angry, with a hint of joy flashing through him.

"You are a shaman from the Hui tribe with the surname Ji." But thinking that he, a holy witch, was being suppressed by the opponent, Feng Dinghe's face turned frosty and he scolded Si Luyan, "Si Luyan, you let the tribe To act like this on the Holy Ancestor Mountain is disrespectful to the ancestral witches.”

Feng Dinghe's life was no longer in danger, and Ji Luyan's position returned to Zihua's side. He refuted Feng Dinghe and said, "You don't argue and attack Mu Jun first. What's wrong with her fighting back?"

We in Heifeng Mountain do not have a rule against fighting back. The clan motto left by the ancestral witches is tooth for tooth, eye for eye. I think you have forgotten this clan motto. Over the years, you have made compromises with outsiders, causing your clan members to be suppressed everywhere. "

"If it weren't for me, Heifeng Mountain would have ceased to exist." Feng Dinghe didn't want to argue with Ji Luyan about these ongoing issues, "Tell her to let me go."

She took it for granted that Yuhua was under the instigation of Ji Luyan.

Ji Luyan had always only treated her as a holy witch in a general way, and he often went against her.

She had no grudge against this newly returned shaman. How could she and how dare she attack the Crown Prince of Nanchu and her if it wasn't under Ji Luyan's instigation.

Ji Luyan simply said, "She is not from my clan with the surname Ji. I have no right to ask her to do anything."

He would like to see Feng Dinghe suffer a little.

Jiang Lan suffered from soul-losing syndrome in the Holy Ancestor Mountain, which made him have to wonder whether Jiang Lan was man-made.

If it's man-made, Feng Dinghe can't escape his involvement.

This is the Holy Ancestral Mountain. Someone is doing something strange on the Holy Ancestor Mountain, but they can't hide it from the Holy Witch.

Moreover, Feng Dinghe only allowed people to visit Jiang Lan at the beginning. In the following ten years, she refused to let people visit her on the grounds that it would be detrimental to Jiang Lan's recovery.

"You!" Feng Dinghe was choked by Ji Luyan. She turned to Zihua, "No matter what tribe you are from, let me go."

"You are so old and confused. You have forgotten who you are. I can let the Holy Witch Feng Ding He go, but I can't let you go."

Both Ji Luyan and Jiang Chimu were confused as to why Zihua said these words.

Feng Dinghe has been their holy shaman for sixty years, and everyone in Heifeng Mountain knows him.

Jiang Chimu helps the Holy Witch take care of the sacrificial hall, and he can usually see Feng Dinghe. Feng Dinghe has not changed at all from more than ten years ago.

Ji Luyan thought a little more, although he felt that the Feng Dinghe he had seen in the past thirty or forty years was the same person.

He looked at Feng Dinghe inquiringly, trying to get some clues from it.

Unfortunately, he only saw anger on Feng Dinghe's face, not any panic.

He turned to Yuhua and asked, "What do you mean?"

Zihua's eyes penetrated Feng Dinghe's body and saw her soul, "Her soul does not match her body. According to her soul, she is one hundred and thirty years old."

Ji Luyan didn't want to believe it, but what Zihua said was so true.

If Feng Dinghe's soul does not match his body, there is only one explanation: Feng Dinghe was taken away.

"Ji Luyan, you haven't seen it yet. She doesn't want to return to her clan at all. She is a traitor. She wants us in Heifeng Mountain to be in chaos. You have fallen into her trap." Feng Dinghe looked at Zihua and wished he could kill her. Cut to pieces by a thousand cuts, "Who sent you?"

Feng Dinghe's frame-up had no influence on Zihua, "I should call you Feng Wanyun, right." Feng Wanyun was the former Holy Wizard. If he lived to this day, he would be almost more than 130 years old.

"Wanyun Holy Wizard?" Feng Wanyun had already passed away when Ji Luyan was born, and the Holy Wizard was already Feng Dinghe.

He has no clairvoyance and cannot see what the soul in Feng Dinghe's body looks like.

Who is the soul in Feng Dinghe's body? But by drawing the soul out of the body and leaving the protection of the body, his magic weapon staff can make it visible.

But if the soul is separated from the body, if the operation is not done well, you will really die.

Feng Dinghe is a holy witch. If she lets her soul leave her body, it will cause less harm to her.

But it seemed that Feng Dinghe would not follow suit.

If you think about it from his perspective, he won't let his soul leave his body easily.

Jiang Chimu let go of his hand in shock, and Xie Jing, who had just helped him up, almost fell to the ground.

Xie Jing cursed in his heart, but did not make a sound. Cao Jing, the two martial arts masters he looked up to, were stomped on as if they were chopping up melons and vegetables. Feng Dinghe, whose magical skills were difficult to guard against, was also defeated in front of him. Don't dare to anger the other person.

"There is a king Gu in Feng Wanyun's body." Zihua said another shocking news.

The witch clan in Heifeng Mountain follows the path of witchcraft cultivation and believes that the way of Gu is not the correct path of witchcraft.

The voodoo is connected to the blood, essence and spirit of the owner. The owner can control the voodoo with his thoughts, and the voodoo will in turn affect the owner.

Gu Dao can easily change a witch's mind.

The shamans in Heifeng Mountain are prohibited from raising voodoo.

As a holy witch, he cannot raise Gu.

Yuhua said and started to fight.

Her method of grabbing the King Gu was rough, and she used her mind to transform her hands to grab the Gu worm that stayed in Feng Wanyun's heart.

"Ah!"

The Gu worm was connected to Feng Wanyun's internal organs, and Feng Wanyun screamed in pain.

She was tied up, which was good. No matter how painful it was, she couldn't fall to the ground or roll over.

In the eyes of others, it was the witch power surging in Yuhua's body. She grabbed Feng Wanyun with her hand, and a golden worm broke through the skin on Feng Wanyun's chest and flew into Yuhua's hand.

Yuhua got the Gu worm and received the information from the Gu worm, "It's the Fortune-stealing Gu." As the name suggests, the Fortune-stealing Gu takes away a person's fate. Luck, life span, etc. are all included in the fate.

Ji Luyan and Jiang Chimu saw it with their own eyes. Regardless of whether the other party was Feng Wanyun or not, she violated the family precepts left by the ancestors that Gu should not be raised.

"Look at the Holy Witch!" Jiang Chimu didn't need to remind everyone, everyone saw it.

Feng Wanyun's face changed, wrinkles appeared, his skin loosened a little bit, the corners of his mouth pulled down, and he aged more than ten years in a blink of an eye, and he was still getting older.

"You took away Jiang Lan's life span." When Yun Hua released her thoughts before, she saw Jiang Lan sitting in a room. Jiang Lan, who was less than 40 years old, looked like he was more than 60 years old.

Seeing this poisonous insect, she knew what had happened to Jiang Lan, and that his life span had been taken away. (End of this chapter)