At the moment Ziwei Xingjun plundered, a series of divine thoughts swept from every corner of Wushen City, and these spiritual thoughts were extremely unkind.

Ziwei Xingjun naturally sensed the blatant divine thoughts, and sneered at the corners of his mouth, but he didn't pay attention to them.

He knew that now that he was still in the City of the Witch God, those races who were eyeing him did not dare to attack him blatantly.

However, after he came out of Zuwu Qitan and left Wushen City, it might be different. At that time, many experts from different races would definitely follow him, just because they guessed that he had a secret.

After all, Ziwei Xingjun's identity is just a child of a small clan, without a strong backer and background.

Such soft persimmons are what others like to pinch most.

Soon, Ziwei Xingjun entered the inner city and arrived at the guardian place where the witch clan hall was located.

At this moment, on the land of protection, the other ten geniuses who entered the Zuwu Qitan quota have all arrived.

These ten places are Wu Xingyuan, Wu Xiuran, and Wu Wenbin from the Witch Clan, Wu Qiutong from the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, Tu Qian from the Moon Wolf Clan, Xiukong from the Time-Space Beast Clan, Xianggui from the Giant Turtle Clan, Huteng from the Black Tiger Clan, and Hu Teng from the Dragon Clan. Long Hui and Jing Shan.

Jingshan's face was not very good-looking, she had already learned that Long Wen had been captured in the main hall of the Wu Clan, and her life and death might be unpredictable.

She originally wanted to cooperate with Longwen and go to the place where Pangu fell together, but she didn't expect that such a change happened, which made Jingshan sigh in her heart, and some complained that Longwen was so careless.

In addition, Ziwei Xingjun also saw another person who should not have appeared, that is Feng Buming from the Phoenix Clan.

At this moment, Feng Buming was arrogant, with excitement in his eyes.

His quota is like falling from the sky.

"Haha, Long Wen, Long Wen, it's really a cycle of karma, and the retribution is not good! You cheated me of a quota, and now the quota has finally fallen into my hands?" Feng Buming laughed happily in his heart, and said It's so refreshing.

Thinking of this, Feng Buming gave Ziwei Xingjun a sideways glance. After entering Zuwu Qitan, if he had a chance, he planned to get rid of Zixing, Longwen's accomplice, to vent his hatred.

Ziwei Xingjun's performance in the Wu Songhui has always been quite satisfactory.

Therefore, the other monks here think that although Zixing's strength is good, there is still a gap compared to them, and they don't think highly of Ziwei Xingjun.

At this moment, Wu Wuxian walked out from the Wu clan hall.

Behind Wu Wuxian, followed by the four chiefs of the corpse Yinmao and Husha.

These four patriarchs all voluntarily stayed three days ago to watch Wu Wuxian crack Zhuo Wen's spirit ring.

It's just that the restrictions in the spirit ring are very complicated, one layer wrapped in another, as if endless, in three days, Wu Wuxian only cracked one-third of it.

And now it is the day when the Zuwu Qitan is opened, Wu Wuxian can only give up cracking the restriction of the spirit ring, and open the Zuwu Qitan first.

She planned to wait until the end of Zuwu Qitan, and then continue to crack the spirit ring restriction.

The four patriarchs, including Shiyinmarsh, also knew that the prohibition on the surface of the spirit ring was difficult, and even Wu Wuxian, a master of formations, could break it so difficult. They knew that even if they won the spirit ring, they couldn't break it. Use it, now they can only rely on Wu Wuxian.

"Everyone, congratulations, you have finally stood out in the Wu Song Club. Now I will open the entrance of Zuwu Qitan! After you enter inside, you can accept the baptism of Zuwu's power! But there is a time limit, you can only Stay inside for ten days, and after ten days, Zuwu Qitan will naturally send you out."

As Wu Wuxian said, he took out a token from his body and sacrificed it.

Immediately, the twelve ancestral witch statues around the guardian place all burst out with white light, turned into a parabola, and swept towards the center.

In the end, the white light gathered together in the center of the sky above the Guardian Land, forming a white spiral vortex.

This spiral vortex rotated extremely fast, and then spread rapidly, forming a large circular cavity.

"You twelve go in!" Wu Wuxian said lightly.

Just as Wu Wuxian finished speaking, Wu Xingyuan kicked his right foot and rushed into the circular hollow.

Afterwards, Wu Xiuran and Wu Wenbin followed closely behind.

Seeing that the three great geniuses of the Wu clan entered the hole without hesitation, Wu Qiutong and other geniuses of other races also rushed into the hole without hesitation.

Jingshan glanced at Ziwei Xingjun indifferently, didn't bother to say anything, and followed closely behind the crowd.

Ziwei Xingjun shrugged indifferently, and was the last one to rush into the hole.

"High Priest, did you really let this purple star enter the Zuwu Qitan?" Corpse Yinmao looked at the last Ziwei Xingjun who disappeared into the void, and said a little unhappily.

Wu Wuxian glanced at Corpse Yin Marsh indifferently, and said: "Don't worry, I'm not interested in this purple star. I won't care what you want to do to him after the Zuwu Qitan is over this time, as long as you don't brazenly appear in Wushen City." You can do it with your hands!"

"However, correspondingly, I must take the majority of the things in the Longwen Lingling Ring!"

Shi Yinmarsh and the others looked at each other, but nodded in agreement. JrNovels.com