The corners of E Taihe's mouth turned up slightly, but the smile he showed was full of mockery.

"Hehe, you really are country bumpkins. It seems that you are from an unknown tribe, and you haven't even received an invitation! To tell you the truth, Wu Wuxian, the high priest of the Wu tribe, sent out ten thousand invitation letters and handed them over to the top ten. Races and famous clans!"

"As long as the geniuses who hold these invitation letters are qualified to enter the inner city of Wushen City! They will also be able to participate in the official Wusong meeting!"

"As for those trash clans who haven't received the invitation letter, they can only stay in the outer city. If they want to enter the inner city and obtain the qualification to formally participate in the Wu Song Society, they can only compete with the trash of countless trash clans. A small number of places! Hehe, when you enter the outer city, you can compete with those garbage like you for the pitifully small number of places!" Qian Ping sneered.

"Qianping, let's go! Don't gossip!" E Taihe pulled Qianping down, without saying hello to Zhuo Wen and Ziwei Xingjun, and entered the city of Wushen.

Zhuo Wen didn't care about E Taihe's sudden change of face, he was thinking about Qianping's words now.

"Brother Zhuo, it seems that the Wushen City is divided into an inner city and an outer city. We don't have the background of a big clan, so we can only compete with those geniuses of the small clan for a place!" Ziwei Xingjun said.

"En! Let's go in now and find out the conditions for entering the inner city! Anyway, there are still ten days before the official opening of the Wusong Society..."

Before Zhuowen finished speaking, his body suddenly froze in place, and he looked at the sky with his back to the city gate.

Ziwei Xingjun noticed something strange, followed Zhuo Wen's gaze, and found a huge flying artifact burning with flames.

The flying artifact landed at the gate of the city, and four figures descended from it.

And among these four figures, there are two figures Ziwei Xingjun is very familiar with.

These two figures turned out to be Feng Liluo and Feng Buming, the lords of the Phoenix Clan. The other two figures were a man and a woman. Judging by their attire, they should also be members of the Phoenix Clan.

"That Feng Liluo is not dead! Brother Zhuo, are you okay!"

Ziwei Xingjun soon found that Zhuo Wen's body was trembling, he seemed extremely excited, and there was a very strong murderous intent in his eyes, he quickly reminded.

Zhuo Wen took a deep breath and restrained the murderous intent in his eyes.

The killing intent in his eyes was not aimed at Feng Liluo and Feng Buming. Although he really wanted to kill these two, it wasn't enough to make him lose his temper.

The main reason is the man and woman next to Feng Liluo and Feng Buming, because this man and woman are Lao Muyu of the Phoenix clan and Lao Anyan of the third clan.

He had already heard in the Phoenix Clan that the elders of the big clan and the three clans left the Phoenix Clan with Mu Chenxue.

Now that the two of them have returned, but Mu Chenxue is nowhere to be seen, this makes Zhuo Wen have the urge to go up to grab the elders of the big clan and the elders of the three clans and question them carefully.

But reason suppressed his impulse, even though he was eager to know Mu Chenxue's whereabouts.

But he knew very well that not only might he not be able to take down the elders of the big clan and the elders of the three clans by rushing up now, but it would also attract the attention of the Wu clan.

What's more, he still needs to go to the Wu Song meeting to get the ancestral witch Gu worms that exist in the three ancestral witch corpses in the ancestral witch Qitan.

As long as he gets these three Ancestral Witch Gu worms, Zhuo Wen is confident that the level of his Pan Gu Holy Body will be raised to eight stars.

At that time, Zhuo Wen's strength will increase greatly.

Even if he was in the city of the witch god, the old nest of the witch clan, he would no longer be intimidated.

As for the members of the Phoenix clan, he would be exterminated directly in the Wushen City, and he would question the elder of the big clan about Mu Chenxue's whereabouts.

"I'm fine! Brother Ziwei, let's enter the Wushen City first!" Zhuo Wen shook his head.

Ziwei Xingjun heard the words, but did not ask any further questions, and followed Zhuo Wen into the City of the Witch God.

The Wushen City is indeed spacious and prosperous, and it is many times more advanced than the main city of the Phoenix Clan.

After Zhuo Wen and Ziwei Xingjun entered the Wushen City, they found an inn at random.

This inn is not big, and its location is quite remote.

The choice of this humble inn was deliberately done by Zhuo Wen and his wife.

After all, the two of them had quarreled with the Phoenix Clan, and even destroyed the Xuantian Auction House.

Although the two of them had already changed their looks and even their auras, for the sake of caution, they didn't intend to make too much publicity.

The inn naturally chose a relatively remote place.

After entering the inn, Zhuo Wen found that there were many foreigners on the wine table on the first floor of the inn.

What surprised him was that most of the foreign races on the wine table were of low cultivation level, and there were even some foreign races who had not yet attained enlightenment.

Even the most powerful alien race among them has only just been proving the Dao not long ago.

Because Zhuo Wen and Ziwei Xingjun restrained their aura in advance, when they entered the inn, they didn't attract the attention of these aliens. They just thought they were just ordinary aliens. JrNovels.com