Zhuo Wen and Ziwei Xingjun didn't care about the alienation of the surrounding aliens, they followed slowly at the end of the team.

"Fellow Daoist Long, what did you say in the voice transmission with that Wu Clan boy just now? He didn't bother you?" Jingshan's divine thoughts appeared in Zhuo Wen's mind.

"Maybe he thinks I'm not easy to mess with! That's why he didn't bother me!" Zhuo Wen said ambiguously.

To him, Jingshan is just a cooperative relationship of interests, not a trustworthy friend, and there are some things that he would not say foolishly.

Jingshan frowned slightly, she knew that Zhuo Wen was not telling the truth, but she didn't care too much.

As long as Zhuo Wen can participate in the Wusong meeting, after all, she still needs to rely on Zhuo Wen to enter the Zuwu Qitan, and jointly break through the mysterious teleportation array in it.

"Fellow Daoist Jingshan, I heard that the Wu Song Society has a limited number of places to enter Zuwu Qitan. I don't know how many places there are in total?" Zhuo Wen asked.

Speaking of it, he always knew that Wu Song would be selected to enter Zuwu Qitan, but he never knew how many places Wu Song would select to enter Nazu Wuqitan.

"You don't know?" Jingshan finds it inconceivable that this kind of common sense that all other races know, this Long Wen doesn't know.

"I've been in seclusion all year round, so I don't know much about it, so I ask Fellow Daoist Jingshan for advice!" Zhuo Wen explained.

Jingshan nodded, and said: "Every time the Wusong meeting, basically twelve places will be selected to enter the Zuwu Qitan! And these twelve places are basically occupied by the top ten races, especially the Wu tribe. , Twelve places, often can occupy three or four, and sometimes other geniuses from the top ten races will be squeezed out of the places."

Zhuo Wen stared blankly, this witch clan is really powerful.

Before Feng Buming broke through, he was not sure of getting a place in the Wu Songhui, but now the Wu Clan can occupy three or four places.

It has to be said that among the countless races in the prehistoric world, the Wu Clan is indeed the dominant one, and it is too powerful.

"Fellow Taoist Jingshan, I don't doubt that you can enter the top twelve places, but how can you be sure that I will definitely get one of the places?" Zhuo Wen asked in surprise.

"Hehe, since you have obtained a part of the Pangu inheritance, it means that you are definitely not an ordinary person. If you can't even win a spot, I don't think you deserve to get the Pangu inheritance. Why don't you just give the Pangu inheritance to me directly, so as to save money?" Wasting it on you!" Jingshan mocked.

Zhuo Wen didn't speak, he was thinking about Jing Shan's last words.

This woman is so confident that he can get a spot, which is her confidence in his Pangu inheritance.

And this Jingshan knew so much about Pangu's inheritance, which made Zhuo Wen think of a possibility that this woman might also have obtained a part of Pangu's inheritance, or something related to Pangu, otherwise it would be impossible for her to be so familiar with Pangu's inheritance.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen's gaze towards Jingshan became somewhat dignified and serious.

If this Jurchen also got a part of Pan Gu's inheritance, it would not be a good thing for Zhuo Wen.

Soon, the young Wu Clan led the crowd to the vicinity of the Wu Clan's main hall.

In front of the main hall of the Wu Clan, there is a huge open space paved with white jade.

In this open space, stood one after another tall white jade pillars that almost reached into the sky.

The surface of each pillar is engraved with grotesque beasts, lifelike, as if they will jump out of the pillars to attack you at any time.

And around this open space and the main hall of the Wu Clan, there are twelve larger and more powerful statues of Zu Wu.

These twelve ancestral witch statues are majestic, like gods standing upright, supporting the sky, which can't help but arouse a feeling of reverence in people's hearts.

When the young Wu Clan brought Zhuo Wen and a thousand geniuses from the small clan into the open space, many geniuses from the big clan had already gathered in front of the open space.

These geniuses of the big clan also noticed that the thousand geniuses of the small clan brought by the young Wu clan all showed arrogance. don't care.

Obviously, in their eyes, these thousand geniuses from the small tribe came here just to make soy sauce, and they were just going through the motions.

The real contenders for the 12 places in Zuwu Qitan are geniuses from the big clans like them.

"This is the place of protection, you wait here! The patriarchs of the top ten races and the geniuses they brought have not yet arrived. When they all arrive, our high priest will come out. At that time, she will announce Wu Song It will officially begin." The young Wu clan said indifferently.

After finishing speaking, the young Wu Clan looked at Zhuo Wen coldly, and secretly said: "I have already sent you here, you can unlock the means in my soul!"

"After the Wu Song Society officially starts, I will help you untie it. Why are you in such a hurry?" Zhuo Wen replied with a sneer.

The young Wuzu was furious, but still controlled his emotions, and said coldly: "Remember what you said!"

Zhuo Wen didn't pay attention to the young Wu Clan anymore. Speaking of which, he just left a soul imprint on the young Wu Clan's soul.

At most, this imprint of the soul would weaken the soul of the witch tribe for a period of time, and it would also cause a tingling sensation, so it would not have much impact on his soul.

Although Zhuowen's soul is powerful, it is not strong enough to annihilate other people's soul from a distance. He said this purely to threaten the young witch clan.

Suddenly, three beams of light came from afar, causing an uproar from everyone...

The three beams of light were very fast, arriving at the square in the blink of an eye, and landed on the open space in front of the square. JrNovels.com