After finishing speaking, Zhuo Wen walked out of the big formation and walked towards the sheep's tongue.

"There is still this big formation, why don't you put it away and hand it over?" Tongue Hebi looked at the Qingyuan Yusheng Imperial Formation around the inn, and said greedily.

"Hehe, I'm afraid some guys with ulterior motives will harm my friend in these three days! This big formation is his last protection, you can't take this formation away!" Zhuo Wen said lightly.

Sheep Tongue Hebi's face was gloomy, but he didn't say anything.

After all, this defensive formation belonged to Zhuowen. Without Zhuowen's permission, he really couldn't take back such a large formation. The only way was to destroy it.

"Let's go!" Zhuo Wen said.

Sheep Tongue Hebi nodded, and when he was about to take Zhuo Wen away, Shi Yinmao and the others couldn't sit still.

They planned together, sent many masters, and made such a big commotion tonight because of Zhuo Wen.

To be more precise, it was because of Zhuo Wen's secret.

But now, Sheep Tongue Hebi can easily take away Zhuo Wen with just a few words, how can they be reconciled.

"Brother Yangtong, this Longwen will kill our genius Shifu in Wusong. I will avenge this kind of blood feud. You can't just take him away like this!" Shiyinmarsh said.

"Brother Yinmao is right. This Long Wen is a traitor. Zeng also almost killed Feng Buming, the genius of our clan. We must explain this to us!" Feng Liluo came out of the dark at some time, and said road.

Zong Long, the patriarch of the Dragon Clan, Hu Sha, the patriarch of the Black Tiger Clan, and Yong Shi, the patriarch of the Yuren Clan, also spoke out, threatening to ask Long Wen to give them an explanation.

Of course, the reasons they gave were all nonsense and fabrications.

Goat Tongue is a bit hesitant, the strength of these five major races is too strong, united, even the witch clan will be afraid.

Although he is the leader of the Wu Clan's law enforcement president, he is not the real decision-maker of the Wu Clan. Under the oppression of the five chiefs, he is a little at a loss and panicked.

"Everyone, give me Wu Wuxian a face. This Longwen violated the rules in Wushen City, and we should be dealt with by our Wu clan! As for the grievances between you and this Longwen, I will give you an explanation afterwards! Wu will not let it go. You are at a loss!"

A distant and distant voice resounded in the ears of many alien races at the scene, like a big bell, rolling.

This is the voice of Wu Wuxian, the high priest of the Wu clan!

Shi Yinmarsh and the others fell silent, looked at each other, and finally nodded.

They heard Wu Wuxian's implication and were willing to share Zhuowen's secret with them.

Ziwei Xingjun watched Zhuo Wen being taken away by Sheep's Tongue, with calm eyes, and muttered to himself: "I really didn't expect that, in the end, I used the most helpless strategy! All of this is still too weak!"

Saying that, Ziwei Xingjun spread out his right hand, and on the palm of his right hand, an insignificant speck of dust lay quietly.

Putting away the dust, Ziwei Xingjun strode into the inn.

"Brother Yinmao, let's let this Zixing go like this? It's not easy for this Zixing to get one of the twelve places in the Wusong Society. It's not easy." Yongshi, the patriarch of the Merman Clan, said in a deep voice.

Shaking his head, Zombie Yinmao said: "We are still in the City of the Witch God, so it is not appropriate to do anything anymore! After all, the defensive formation left by Zhuo Wen is not easy, and we can't break it in a short time. The Witch Clan may have to take action at that time." Already!"

"Brother Yinmao is right, this purple star can't move now! After leaving Wushen City, the Wu Clan won't care anymore, let's move again!" Feng Liluo said.

"Well! Let's go to the inner city. Wu Wuxian will definitely come forward when Longwen is brought into the inner city. Let's talk about the distribution with that Wu Wuxian!" Corpse Yin Marsh looked towards the direction of the inner city and said coldly.

...

In the inner city, in the main hall of the Wu Clan, in a very spacious room, two figures sat facing each other.

The dome of this room is open to the air. People sitting in the room can see the stars in the night sky just by looking up.

Of these two figures, one of them is the Holy Master of the Witch Clan, and he is also one of the peak powerhouses in the entire Primordial Heaven Territory.

It is said that the cultivation of the holy lord of the witch clan has reached the peak of the master of heaven, and his strength is overwhelming, shocking the world, and his aura is like a rainbow.

In front of the holy lord of the witch clan, Shiyin Marsh and other strong men who were masters of the late stage are not enough to look at, like tiny ants.

But now, the holy lord of the witch clan standing at the peak of the prehistoric world, was sitting upright at the moment, looking at the figure sitting opposite him with fearful eyes.

This figure was sitting casually, his upper body was naked, and his skin was even shriveled, like a mummy, and on this mummy, there were clusters of green hairs, neither human nor ghost, extremely weird.

If Zhuowen was here, he would definitely recognize this figure, it was the green-haired mummy he released from the seal back then.

"Senior, you have been sitting here for several days, I don't know what you are doing?" The Holy Lord of the Wu Clan said cautiously.

Back then when the green-haired mummy appeared in his bedroom like a ghost, at that time he flew into a rage and attacked brazenly.

However, he was knocked to the ground by the green-haired mummy's move, and his combat strength was lost for a short time. JrNovels.com