Time passed to yesterday, that is, Xi Jiuye and situ Qingsong father and son just arrived at Wang Wu.

After choosing their own witches, the holy king of Shanyin also prepared more than 100 soldiers for Xi Jiuye and others.

Most of these soldiers are witches.

They didn't have witchcraft. They followed Xi Jiuye and others into the mountain. They had the mentality of being a martyr and never came back.

Xi Jiuye arrived at the periphery of Wangwu mountain with them.

"Is that Wang Wushan? It doesn't look like a big deal

Situ Mu stood outside Wangwu mountain, looking at the misty mountain, his face disapproved.

In the foreign land, there are more mountains than Wang Wu.

However, Sima Mu's voice was brilliant, and he heard a rumbling sound on Wangwu mountain, just like the roar of a tiger in the deep mountain or a raging dragon crossing the river.

Everyone's feet, suddenly felt a burst of vibration, situ Mu was scared.

"Shut up, you can't die, this is the holy mountain in legend."

Seeing this, situ Qingsong also changed his face and scolded him.

Wang Wushan, however, does not even dare to offend the elder. This mountain is not an ordinary mountain. Its color is spiritual.

I don't know what's hidden in the mountain. If the mountain really helps them to practice, it must have its magic power.

"Just a mountain..."

Situ Mu Du shouts a few words, dare not say again.

"You go first to the mountains."

Situ Qingsong looked at the group of witches behind him.

They were accompanied by hundreds of sorcerers, most of whom were between the age of one or two hundred years old. They were excellent sorcerers in Shanyin.

The sorcerers made a promise and went to Wangwu mountain.

Judging from his appearance, Wang Wushan doesn't look like he has any restrictions. Situ Qingsong is cautious, and only when he enters the mountain can he act.

Situ Qingsong looked like he was in charge of everything. Xi Jiuye didn't object. He went into the mountain with several people.

Ahead, the fog spread a little, revealing a small path.

Before and after, there is no fork in the road, there is only one way into the mountain.

Their route of advance is similar to that of Ye Lingyue emperor Shen earlier, all of which first passed through the ancient battlefield.

Naturally, they saw a lot of mummies and the depression of the ancient battlefield.

"It's just a dead man's grave. I don't feel the power of heaven at all."

Even if the father and son of situ Mu lived for a long time, they were afraid to see the ancient battlefield full of corpses.

"My Lord."

The sorcerers in front of them rushed to Xi Jiuye and others.

"It happened..."

Situ Qingsong was impatient.

But his face did not change when he saw the witch's face.

At present, the sorcerer, who was only 20 or 30 years old, was rapidly aging in his appearance and body shape in the mountain.

There are more than 100 sorcerers in front of them. They are over 40 years old.

When they reach their level of cultivation, it is reasonable to say that their appearance will not change, let alone in a quarter of an hour, unless they have experienced great changes or trauma.

"It seems that there is something special about Wang Wu mountain."

Xi Jiuye also noticed this.

Take a look at the father and son of situ and himself, but there is not much change in appearance.

After entering Wangwu mountain, the three of them have a look at the sorcerer in their hands. After entering Wangwu mountain, the original worn-out sorcerer looks very shabby, but it gives out a kind of lustrous luster.

"Thanks to these sorcerers."

Situ Mu took a breath of relief and waved the sorcerer spear in his hand.

Among the three, situ Mu's sorcerer looks the most amazing. After coming to the mountain, the effect of the sorcerer itself is also the greatest.

If it is not for the protection of witches, I'm afraid that they will also be as old as those witches.

"My Lord, brothers don't dare to go further. If we go on like this, we'll soon die here."

Although the hundred witches also knew that they would surely die on this trip to the mountain, they did not expect that they would encounter such an encounter as soon as they entered the mountain.

Not everyone can accept the process of seeing himself become a crane skin and white hair old man.

At this time, these sorcerers have already given birth to the idea of retreat.

"The king let you go into the mountain to help us. If we don't go out of the mountain, none of you will want to go out of the mountain."

Situ Mu's face was proud.

In his eyes, these so-called sorcerers of Shanyin world are just some subordinates. Their life and death have nothing to do with his father and son.

Even Xi Jiuye, if it was not his father who always said that he wanted to get along with the boy temporarily, situ Mu did not intend to put it in his eyes.

Hearing this, all the sorcerers looked angry.They are the hands of the holy king of Shanyin. Yes, they are not the sons of situ.

"Take it easy, gentlemen. Xi knows that you are worried. It's just that it's easy to get out of a mountain, so you can look back. "

Xi Jiuye scolded situ Mu a few words in the bottom of his heart. This kind of goods can even be the master of the heaven evil court?

A hundred witches looked back and saw where there was any way to enter the mountain.

There is only a way to enter the mountain, but no way out. What's the matter?

The faces of those sorcerers showed fear and caution.

"It seems that the rumor is true. It is said that Wang Wushan is the place under the command of the wizard king. When a wizard enters the mountain, he can only go out of the mountain only after he has met the king and obtained the permission of the king."

One of the witches was a little older, and he had heard more rumors about Wang Wu.

"There is a Witch King in the mountains?"

Hearing this, the witches all showed reverence.

"The rumor may be true. At that time, the great elder of Tianmo hall stayed in Wangwu mountain for a few days before he became a wizard."

Xi Jiuye took advantage of the situation to add fuel and vinegar.

Hearing this, the faces of those witches who had been in a state of panic earlier turned cloudy and clear.

For the sorcerer, becoming a wizard is the goal of his life.

But only those who combine the power of heaven and the power of sorcery can become a witch.

If we say that there is really a wizard king in Wangwu mountain, if we can get the Enlightenment of the wizard king and combine the power of the two to become a wizard of heaven, even if we are a little older, what are we afraid of.

"If that's the case, thank you, Lord Jiuye."

Those witches immediately changed their attitude and were willing to go to the mountain with Xi Jiuye and others.

Situ Mu saw a cold hum, the bottom of his heart secretly scolded.

"Xi Jiuye, this hypocrite."

"That boy, in a few words, can bewitch people, but he is a talent."

Somewhere in Wangwushan, Xi Jiuye and the words and deeds of a group of witches were all seen in the eyes of the Dark Wizard king.

The king of the sorcerer sensed the entrance of the sorcerer into the mountain, and expected that new sacrifices would enter the mountain. However, he didn't expect that the quantity and quality of the sacrifice would be much better than the previous times.

Especially the boy in charge The Witch King's eyes fell on Xi Jiuye in front of him.

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