"Jiang Beichen came out of the forest slowly.

"Ah, it's you!" The two leading men suddenly became nervous.

The name of human shadow tree, jiangbeichen, a foreigner, is now famous for the whole ancient witch family.

Whether it is to lift the Dragon King or expose Liu Dawu, Jiang Beichen's means are like magic skills.

Now they see Jiang Beichen again, how can they not be afraid.

"It's an envoy!"

At this time, the two men looked at each other and their attitude immediately changed. They didn't try to fight, because they knew that they were far from the opponent of Jiang Beichen.

Jiang Beichen didn't let Qinglin do it again.

Just asked faintly: "you rushed to the blood witch family all night. I don't know what's the matter? Lei long asked you to come?"

"Well, that's right! It's the patriarch who asked us to come here on behalf of xiaheyan to participate in the sacrifice to the witch God, pray for the blessing of xiaheyan and pray that the witch God can drop the rain as soon as possible!" One of the men said with flashing eyes.

"Really?" Jiang Beichen couldn't help but turn his mouth cold.

Before the two men spoke, Qinglin asked coldly, "what's the matter with the witches and ancestors you mentioned just now?"

The two men's faces became ugly for a moment. Unexpectedly, their previous words were overheard, which was a little bad.

"Go!"

The first man, who didn't want to talk nonsense, shot the three men directly at jiangbeichen and immediately ran up the mountain.

Others nodded.

But when they were about to shoot, Jiang Beichen waved his big hand, and suddenly all the shotguns in their hands flew out.

The green forest rushed up immediately and fought with the people with a bow as a sword. Tang Zhiruo immediately came forward to help.

Jiang Beichen's eyes narrowed towards the back of the man who ran away, and disappeared the next second.

Hoo! Hoo!

The man kept running on the mountain. After running for a long time, he finally stopped and leaned against a big stone to catch his breath.

"No running?"

At this time, a joking voice rang in my ear.

The man's face changed dramatically. Just about to move, he found a big hand on his shoulder and couldn't move.

"You!"

"I don't want to talk nonsense to you!" Jiang Beichen said coldly, "hand over the ancestral ware. In addition, tell me what happened to the ancient witch clan!"

"I..."

As soon as the man was about to speak, he felt a great fear rising from his heart. He pinched his neck hard and felt terrified.

"I, I said!"

Naturally, the man couldn't carry Jiang Beichen's means, so he had to untie the package on his back.

Jiang Beichen quickly opened the package and saw three stone tools in the shape of keys.

"Huh? Tianwai meteorite!" Jiang Beichen's eyes changed slightly. Recognize it right away.

This ancestor is obviously made of meteorite and contains a strange power.

Even in ancient times, this material was very precious and could be made into magic tools or some important organs and instruments.

These three ancestors are in the shape of keys, which are obviously important artifacts to open a certain yoke and seal.

"What is this thing for?" Jiang Beichen asked coldly.

The man shook his head again and again. "I, I don't know. It's the patriarch who asked me to send it to the high priest of the ancient witch family before tomorrow!"

"During the day, our clan leader has killed the servant and Thunder Dragon and controlled the whole ancient witch clan. In a few days, he will ascend the throne and become the Witch King!" The man didn't dare to hide and hurriedly told what had happened during the day.

What happened?

Jiang Beichen's eyes were slightly surprised. He looked down on Lei long. He was round and smooth. He was treacherous and smooth, but he didn't expect to have such courage?

Who gave him courage?

You don't have to think about it. It must be the blood witch family behind it!

In fact, he was right. Without Zhang Dawu's head sewing witchcraft, he could not cheat Yunlong stronghold and Shangdang.

But now it's useless to say anything.

Jiang Beichen is not interested in participating in these ethnic struggles and King hegemony. After all, this is a matter within the ancient witch family.

However, Lei long is obviously connected with the blood witch family, which makes him very unhappy, because the blood witch family wants to plot, which makes him uneasy.

"Go away! Go back and tell Lei long that since he has become the Witch King, he must think of the people wholeheartedly and must not do anything harmful to nature and justice, otherwise, I will never spare him!" Jiang Beichen coldly warned.

"You don't kill me? Yes, yes! The messenger!"

The man was so excited that he quickly turned his head and ran down the mountain.

At this time, there was a whirlwind in the distance, and red snowflakes fell down.

"Ah --"

The man was on the edge of the whirlwind and was directly sucked into the whirlwind. Then a scream came and the whirlwind stopped suddenly.

"Yes, it's red snow! It's really red snow!" At this time, Qinglin and Tang Zhiruo also rushed over and couldn't help staring at the red snowflakes. Qinglin was even more frightened.

Jiang Beichen's eyes narrowed slightly, but also showed an extremely cautious expression.

Because the whirlwind made him feel dangerous.

"It's coming!" Tang Zhiruo's beautiful eyes stared at the boss and suddenly exclaimed.

Jiang Beichen hurriedly grabbed her and immediately shouted to them, "go!"

The three quickly walked along the mountain road. There was no road on the mountain and there were rocks everywhere. Fortunately, they were very agile and kept climbing.

But the whirlwind seemed to have eyes and pursued the three people.

But fortunately, after running for some time, he finally came to the back slope. Behind a huge rock, there happened to be a cave. Jiang Beichen didn't want to think about it, so he hurriedly pulled them in.

"You go first and I'll block the hole!"

Jiang Beichen hurried to the front and blocked the boulder at the entrance.

Woo woo!

Suddenly there was a crane like wind outside, and it seemed as if there were ghosts crying and wolves howling, as if something had to drill in along the gap!