Liu Ling's eyes fell on the seventh elder, and a faint voice came out.

After hearing this, the Seventh Elder fell silent, a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes, and he looked at Liu Ling without saying anything, obviously waiting for the latter's following.

Liu Ling didn't go around in circles. After pausing, she continued to speak, "Song Tong lurked in the ancestral land of the witch clan to make the seven-day soul-renewing grass. I guess this strange grass is very important to Zhang Yang, otherwise he wouldn't have let Song Tong reveal his identity so early."

After hearing Liu Ling's words, everyone's expressions became strange, as if they were thinking about why Zhang Yang wanted to take the Seven-Day Soul-Resuscitation Grass.

His eyes swept through everyone again, and then Liu Ling's voice came out again, "What is Zhang Yang's plan? It doesn't matter at all. What's important is that Zhang Yang will not be able to carry the seven-day soul-suspending grass with him."

Everyone was confused, obviously not understanding what Liu Ling meant.

Before others could ask, Liu Ling's voice came out again, "Now the Seven Days Soul-Restoring Grass must be still in the ancestral land of the Twelve Caves. Since it is so important to Zhang Yang, we can take it back and maybe we can threaten Zhang Yang."

After hearing this, everyone suddenly realized that they obviously understood what Liu Ling meant. Many people nodded and agreed with Liu Ling's opinion.

In fact, everyone also knew very well that if Song Tong had been staying in his ancestral land and then took action when the war broke out, it would be the best choice.

The fact is exactly the opposite, which is enough to show that Song Tong's purpose of lurking in his ancestral land was to renew the soul grass for the seven-day renewal.

"But Madam, there is a barrier outside the Twelve Caves Ancestral Land, so we may not be able to break it."

After hesitating for a moment, the voice of an elder came out.

"Don't worry about this. There are our people among the twelve caves. What we need to do now is to trouble you to take action yourself."

After saying that, Liu Ling stood up and bowed to everyone. She knew very well that only by controlling Zhang Yang could the situation of the witch clan improve, and this seven-day soul-suspending grass was the key.

"Madam, it doesn't have to be like this. Things are related to the witch clan, and we will never refuse."

Seeing this situation, these elders naturally did not dare to be arrogant. They quickly stood up and said such words.

"Then please, elders."

The Witch King said softly, his eyes swept across everyone.

"Mr. Witch King, don't know when we will set out?"

One of them quickly asked, with a hint of anxiety.

"It's not too late, let's set off tonight. It's hard for you to do this trip." Before the Witch King could speak, Liu Ling's voice came out first.

"Okay, since that's the case, then I'll go and prepare first."

After seeing the Witch King and others nodding, the elders then left the study.

"Madam, there should be no problem with this matter."

After the elders left, the Witch King's eyes fell on Liu Ling, with a little worried expression.

"Witch King, don't worry, the Seven-Day Soul-Restoring Grass is definitely the lifeblood of Zhang Yang. As long as we hold the Seven-Day Soul-Restoring Grass, we can easily control Zhang Yang."

Liu Ling nodded, exuding extremely strong confidence all over her body. She knew very well that with Zhang Yang's strength, she would definitely not be interested in a Miao general election.

However, Liu Ling had investigated Zhang Yang's various behaviors after coming to Miaojiang, and instantly understood that Zhang Yang's purpose might be to continue the soul.

Zhang Yang traveled thousands of miles to Miaojiang to get strange grass, and his importance naturally goes without saying.

It is precisely because Liu Ling dared to draw such a conclusion, and the facts were just as she guessed.

After hearing Liu Ling's words, the Witch King didn't say anything else, nodded slightly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. In his opinion, if everything was obtained as the former said, the seven-day soul-renewing grass could be controlled.

By then, with the strength of the witch clan, it will naturally not be difficult to deal with the Twelve Caves.

However, what Liu Ling and others didn't know was that Zhang Yang had already arrived at the ancestral land of the Wu clan and was even waiting for the opportunity near the Wu King's mansion.

On a big tree near the Witch King's Mansion, Zhang Yang was hiding his whereabouts, his eyes constantly sweeping around.

Suddenly, a group of people came out of the Witch King's mansion, which instantly attracted Zhang Yang's attention.

"It seems that the Witch King has already had a countermeasure."

After seeing this situation, Zhang Yang murmured in his mouth. Then, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Since the Witch King has a countermeasure, I might as well follow these people. If I have the opportunity, I can ask something from them and know the Witch King's next move, the situation will be more beneficial to the Twelve Tribes."

After thinking about this, Zhang Yang did not hesitate and immediately moved. He flashed his body and picked one of them and followed him.

With Zhang Yang's strength now, it is naturally not a problem to deal with these elders in the ancestral land of the witch clan. Before, more than a dozen elders siege Zhang Yang and were even killed. Now that they are facing each other alone, the outcome has been announced.

At this time, after leaving the Witch King's Mansion, the Seventh Elder walked towards his villa with a solemn expression. He could see that after knowing Liu Ling's plan, he was still a little worried.

"Oh, I hope Mrs.'s plan is useful. Otherwise, if you send such a force, and the battle will be even more dangerous in the ancestral land."

After a long time, the Seventh Elder sighed and said such words, his eyes full of helplessness.

The Seventh Elder knew very well that Zhang Yang's strength was too terrifying and could completely hold the Witch King. Now that the elders of the Witch Clan have been killed by Zhang Yang, many of them. If they were diverted at this time, the top power of the Witch Clan might not be the attack of the Twelve Tribes.

Besides, Meng Tianyun and others have escaped, and if they participate, the situation will only be even worse.

However, what the Seventh Elder didn't know was that danger was about to come to him at this time. He saw that Zhang Yang was following him far away. Seeing this, he was obviously going to attack him.

"Forget it, since the Witch King has already determined and the plan has been implemented, it will be useless to think about it anyway. Let's act according to the wife's instructions."

After breathing a sigh of relief, the Seventh Elder said something like this again.

But at this moment, the Seventh Elder suddenly felt a murderous intent coming towards him, and subconsciously the Seventh Elder turned around.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him.

"Senior, don't be fine."

Before the seventh elder could react, Zhang Yang's voice came out first.
Chapter completed!