North of Jiyang city.
There is a special palace.
The palace was solemn and solemn.
It is square and shaped like a huge stone.
The material of the palace is the same as that of the altar.
It''s all made of volcanic rock.
And volcano stones are as like as two peas in size and size.
This is a great honor in Jiyang city.
Although there is no totem pattern on this palace.
But there is a word "witch".
The word "Wu" is very strange. It is neither regular script nor seal script.
But the unique characters of Southern Xinjiang.
Shaped like a mountain spirit, it looks like a ghost.
As if there were life.
This palace is called the little witch hall.
As for the great witch hall.
Nature is in Wushan.
This little witch hall is the landmark building of witch religion in Jiyang city.
Now I am a disciple of the witch sect.
All live here.
The son of witchcraft is also here.
"Holy Son, an interesting thing happened at the assembly place in the south of the city today."
An old voice smiled and opened his mouth.
The speaker was an old woman.
The old woman was not tall in her grey robe.
But a little short.
A white bone stick was in her hand.
It seems a little gloomy and strange.
The old woman''s face was very ugly, and there was a spider like pattern on her forehead.
She had no teeth in her mouth and her lips wriggled as she spoke.
It looks very penetrating.
But her breath is very strong.
Impressively, he is a strong man in the realm of great power.
In witchcraft.
There is a witch saint and four ancestors of the realm of great power.
And this old woman.
It is the ancestor of Beiwu.
The four powers of Da Neng Jing.
"Oh? What''s interesting?"
A slightly chilly voice sounded.
Echoed in the hall.
Like the collision of cold ice, people can''t help but feel awe.
I saw it opposite the ancestor of Beiwu.
Sitting cross legged was a teenager.
The boy is about fifteen or sixteen years old.
Wearing a dark suit.
A long dark green hair fell from his shoulders and hung behind his back.
Like a waterfall.
His skin is very white, very white.
Ordinary people''s skin is white, just like snow and jade.
But his white is like the purest white light in the world.
He was white to the skin.
Even through the skin, you can see the flesh and bones in it.
Very strange!
At this time, he sat cross legged and fingered the flowers.
Eyes slightly closed.
There is a faint aura around the mouth and nose.
But it was not inhaled into the body, but turned into two air snakes and swam between the nose.
He has good facial features, though not handsome.
But there is a perfect feeling.
Now he sat cross legged.
Behind him, there seemed to be two gods guarding him.
One left and one right.
This man is the son of witchcraft.
"I heard that a martial artist bought miraculous medicine wantonly, which attracted the attention of Huangyuan tribe. He was made a lot of money by jiaoxuan. Jiaoxuan wanted to include him in the tribe, but he refused."
"Now this matter is making a lot of noise, and the seven tribes are also ready to move. It seems that they want to fight this person."
"Tonight must be an interesting evening!"
The ancestor of the North witch Gaga smiled.
She likes such gossip best.
Every time there was such interesting news, she would inquire.
At this time, I will tell the news and hope to share it with the son.
"Warrior?"
The Holy Son of the witch sect frowned slightly and seemed to dislike the martial artist.
"The son of God is interested? Why don''t I go to see the excitement with you?"
The ancestor of Beiwu saw the son like this.
He immediately offered.
She has always liked to watch this kind of excitement.
"It''s just a small fight. It''s not worth seeing. Our task this time is to hold a good wizard conference. Don''t lose big for small!"
The son of the witch sect shook his head.
His vision had already crossed the southern border and looked at the whole xuanhuang world.
Just a martial artist, he doesn''t pay attention to it at all.
This time to hold the wizard conference.
Because of the Lord''s command.
Otherwise he wouldn''t be interested in the wizard conference.
Now he just wants to end the wizard conference safely.
Then go back and continue to practice.
Only becoming stronger is the king!
"What the holy son said is that this wizard conference is a millennium event. Now there are 100000 wizards and only one martial artist in Jiyang city. No matter how much money they have, they will just be robbed!"
The old master of Beiwu smacked his mouth and felt some regret in his heart.
But her mission this time is to accompany the son to hold the wizard conference.
Therefore, we can only restrain the heart of watching the excitement.
"Southern Xinjiang is too small. There are Tianjiao in all five regions and four seas. Middle Earth is even stronger. Tianjiao is like rain. If I want to become stronger, I need to fight with more powerful opponents."
The son of the witch sect raised his head slightly.
His eyes seemed to pass through the palace and come to the sky.
What he sees and feels are distributed in five regions and four seas.
"Among the five regions, our southern Xinjiang is a middle and upper posture, but Tianjiao is not enough, even if it is the saint of the demon country. On the other hand, although the eastern region is the weakest among the five regions, there is a Dan emperor."
The son of the witch sect suddenly brought the topic to Xiao Changfeng.
"Dan Huang!"
The northern witch old man pursed his lips and couldn''t help exclaiming.
Xiao Changfeng''s rise is too fast and too fierce.
Just two years.
From an unknown teenager.
He became the famous Dan emperor.
It ranks 10th in the list of hidden dragons.
Become an arrogant against the sky.
The most important thing is that his background is general.
And it was killed all the way.
The battle of Kyoto in the eastern region and various wars in China.
All show their strength and talent.
So when the latest list of hidden dragons is released.
The son of witchcraft firmly remembered the name.
An arrogant man who leaps above himself.
"If I have a chance, I want to fight him and see if he is powerful or I am stronger!"
The war spirit is burning in the eyes of the Holy Son of the witch sect.
Only this arrogance is worthy of being your opponent.
"The Dan emperor is in Middle Earth. He should not come to southern Xinjiang easily."
The ancestor of the northern witch giggled.
She did not feel wrong about the desire for the son of witchcraft.
But the Dan emperor is gifted. He is also an elder of the herbalist Association and the forge Association.
She doesn''t think Xiao Changfeng will give up the superior cultivation environment in Middle Earth.
And came to southern Xinjiang.
After all, although Southern Xinjiang is rich in natural resources.
However, compared with China, there are still some deficiencies.
Moreover, there are many powerful people in Middle Earth.
From Middle Earth to southern Xinjiang.
Isn''t it just returning from the city to the countryside?
Beiwu didn''t think Xiao Changfeng would make such an unwise decision.
"Sooner or later, I will go to Middle Earth. If I have a chance at that time, I will not miss this opportunity!"
The son of sorcery also knew that his wish could not be achieved for the time being.
But he didn''t give up.
Nanjiang is too small. He is eager to fight with his real opponent.
At this time, the Holy Son of the witch sect and the ancestor of the North witch did not know.
The people they are talking about.
Now in Jiyang city.
And this time, Xiao Changfeng took the initiative to come to the door!