"Haha, after hearing what you said about the power of ancestral witches, brother Zhuo, I am really moved. This time, I will join you in the Wu Song meeting, and then I will win two places to enter the Zuwu Qitan!" Ziwei Xingjun laughed heartily.

"With the strength of you and me, Brother Ziwei, it's no problem to win two places!" Zhuo Wen smiled lightly.

"Let's go now! The Witch Clan is still some distance away from here. Even if we move forward at full speed, it will probably take about a week!" Ziwei Xingjun said.

"However, before going to the Wu Song Club, I think we still have time to go to the Xuantian Auction House. The things I auctioned there have not been paid yet! It is time to ask for a reward!"

Speaking of this, Zhuo Wen waved his sleeve robe, and the snake-faced man was released from the big world by him.

The snake-faced man was a little confused at first, but when he saw that it was Zhuo Wen, he hurriedly saluted.

"The ceremony will be waived. You performed very well this time. The resources in this spirit ring are given to you. You can do it yourself in the future!"

After Zhuowen threw a spirit ring to the snake-faced man, he took out the time-space roulette, a flying artifact. After the two stepped into the time-space roulette, they turned into a streamer and disappeared in mid-air.

The snake-faced man stared blankly at Zhuo Wen who left. He knew that Zhuo Wen didn't intend to keep him by his side, which made him a little disappointed.

But soon, after he opened the spirit ring, he was attracted by the massive resources in the spirit ring, and could not help but knelt down in the direction where Zhuo Wen left and said, "Thank you, Lord Zhuo."

At the same time that Zhuo Wen left the valley, countless races in the entire Great Desolate Sky Territory also set off for the Wu Clan located in the center of the Great Desolate Sky Territory.

There are even some races that have already arrived at the territory where the Wu Clan is located, waiting for the start of the Wu Song Society.

At this moment, in a luxurious inn within the territory of Xuantian Auction House, Feng Liluo walked out with Feng Buming and three Vulcans.

Feng Manya followed Feng Liluo and Feng Buming silently, her face was buried deeply in her chest, and she couldn't see the expression on her face clearly.

"The three of you, bring Feng Manya back to the main city of the Phoenix Clan, gather the rest of the Phoenix Clan, and rebuild the main city!"

Feng Liluo's face was still a little pale, and he gave instructions to the three Vulcans who were following him.

These three fire gods arrived at the Xuantian Auction House ahead of schedule to auction off the Taixuan Good Fortune Spirit Pill, and thus escaped catastrophe.

Naturally, the three fire gods did not dare to defy Feng Liluo, and they left the boundary of Xuantian Auction House with Feng Manya, who was in a daze.

"Lord Phoenix, did Zhuo Wen really destroy the main city of our Phoenix Clan?" Feng Buming still couldn't believe what Feng Liluo had told him before.

He thought it was incredible, how could Zhuowen have the ability to destroy the main city of the Phoenix Clan.

"Hmph! Now this is not what you should be thinking about. Prepare well for the Wusong meeting. This time, you must win the spot! Now follow me to the Wu Clan!"

After Feng Liluo finished speaking angrily, she took Feng Buming to the Wu Clan.

After Feng Liluo and Feng Buming left the territory of Xuantian Auction House, Zhuo Wen and Ziwei Xingjun arrived at the Xuantian Auction House in the flying artifact.

When they landed in front of Xuantian Auction House, they found that the surrounding area of ??Xuantian Auction House was much deserted than when he came before.

He knew that the reason why it was so lively before was mainly because of the auction.

Now that the auction is over, it's natural to walk and disperse.

"This is the Xuantian Auction House! It looks very impressive, no wonder it dares to be called the No. 1 auction house in the Great Desolate Tianyu!" Ziwei Xingjun looked up and down at the magnificent auction house in front of him, and said in amazement.

Zhuowen looked at the magnificent auction house in front of him, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Zhuo Wen took out the communication jade talisman, sent a message to Xuan Hang, the president of the auction house, and waited at the door of the auction house.

After a while, Xuanhang walked out of the auction house with Gao Cen and a smile.

"Little friend Zhuo, you came so late! It's been half a month, and I thought you weren't coming!" Xuanhang said enthusiastically.

"Hehe, I was delayed by some troublesome things, so I was only half a month late!" Zhuo Wen smiled lightly.

Zhuo Wen looked at Xuan Hang, and he found that there was a hint of disdain and condescension in Xuan Hang's eyes, which made Zhuo Wen a little puzzled.

Didn't Xuanhang know that half a month ago, he made a big fuss about the Phoenix Clan.

He could clearly see that Xuan Hang looked down on him, which made Zhuo Wen very puzzled.

Logically speaking, if Xuanhang knew what happened to the Phoenix Clan, he wouldn't show such an expression, and he would definitely be very cautious towards him.

"By the way, is the person next to you your friend?" Xuan Hang pointed at Ziwei Xingjun and asked suspiciously.

Although Ziwei Xingjun's aura has completely subsided, standing there still has a strong sense of oppression.

Xuanhang could feel that Ziwei Xingjun was not easy to mess with, so his attitude was somewhat restrained.

"Yes, he is my friend, named Ziwei!" Zhuo Wen said lightly. JrNovels.com