"I've seen it!" Ji Xi replied, "I took a look at it before I came to Houtu Village!"

"What do you think of Wu Dian? " Ruo Hong said strangely, "When the Witch King ordered me to come to Houtu Village, he didn't say that he was going to return to the arms of the Great God Houtu! How did you know that he would go to the Netherworld?"

"Oh, that's so popular!" Ji Xi sighed, "Jian Ji and the young Ji Man from Houtu Village had already been to Wushen Ridge decades ago. Moreover, as early as fourteen years ago, the young Ji Man lived alone in Wuwang Village. He had never walked out of Wushen Ridge in the past ten years!"

"Oh? Really?" Ruo Hong was stunned and said strangely, "If you say so, it's really possible!"

"What's really possible! The Witch King has returned to the arms of the Great God Houtu!" Ji sneered, "And I will tell you that the Witch King had sent wizards to Houtu Village a hundred years ago and had explored them nearly thousands of miles away from Houtu Village..."

"It's meaningless to say this!" Ruo Hong said impatiently, "You are all hindsights. The Witch King asked me to wait in Houtu Village. The Witch King has already gone to the Netherworld. What you said is naturally right! The question now is, why has the new Witch King not appeared yet! The Houtu God of Houtu Village only half recovered, and the other Eleventh Village masters must also be half recovered. What should I do now? I have been praying for a day and a night, why haven't the new Witch King appeared?"

"It's not necessary!" Ji said lightly, "It must be that the new witch king had a fault when it was born! Otherwise, it wouldn't be so long. The witch script records in my Rushou Village are very clear. The average prayer for gods and sacrifices is about one hour, and the longest time is only one hour!"

"Ah? What should I do?" Ruo Hong from Gonggong Village was shocked, and actually forgot to transmit the voice and shouted loudly.

Ji Su was stunned and glared at Ruo Hong fiercely, regretting that he shouldn't have spoken to this straight-minded Mr. Wu.

But it's okay, not to mention that it was strange, all the witches and elders, including Jianji, were a little confused, but there was no reason they did not dare to interrupt the sacrifice. Ruohong's screams were just right, everyone stopped singing, Jianji even coughed twice, and asked in a pretty good manner: "Cough cough... Ruohong, what are you doing? Is there anything?"

"Jianji, let me ask you, where is your Jiman?" Ruohong asked simply straightforwardly.

"Oh, Ziming is with the Witch King in Wuwang Village!" Jian Ji replied without hiding it.

"Then..." Ruohong seemed to be organizing his own language. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Why has the new Witch King not appeared yet? Is this related to Ziming?"

"This..." Jian Ji shook his head slightly and said with a wry smile, "I don't know either, I'm afraid I can only wait for Ziming to come back and ask Ziming!"

"Jiji..." Jiji asked, "Before I came, I looked through the witch script of my Rushou Village. The general prayer for gods only lasted half an hour. Today's prayer for gods... isn't it too long?"

"Yeah!" Jian Ji nodded, "I'm puzzled too! I guess you're the same as me! If nothing happens, something must have happened to Wuwang Village!"

Even if he was straightforward, he would not dare to say that the new Witch King was surprised in the Bone Hall of the ancestral temple of Houtu Village. However, Jian was different from Jian's jealousy. He knew a little about the new Witch King, and this was Houtu Village! However, as soon as Jian's jealousy came out, it was immediately like Mars igniting firecrackers, and the Bone Hall was full of whispers!

The doubts in everyone's hearts couldn't help but pour out!

The frugality and jealousy did not stop them, and they were allowed to whisper. Only after a meal could the hall be quiet!

"Fresh and jealous..." Wu Lao Panzhu from Zhurong Village said, "What's going on? Since the Witch King asked me to gather in Houtu Village, he must have made any arrangements. Tell me quickly!"

Jian Ji didn't hesitate, and he said, "I don't know what arrangements the Witch King has now, but I can tell you about his earlier arrangements!"

"Okay!" the old witches urged, "Tell me quickly! Maybe we can work together to find the new witch king..."

Then, Jian Ji talked about the arrangement of the Witch King and finally said: "Witch King knew that the new Witch King would be born in Houtu Village, so I asked you to come to Houtu Village! I even asked Ziming to go to Wuwang Village, but why the new Witch King has not appeared yet, I don't know!"

"Let's go..." Feng Wei from Zhulong Village said without hesitation, "At this point, it's no point for us to stay in Houtu Village. Let's hurry up and go to Wuwang Village!"

"But..." Jian Ji smiled bitterly, "There is no Witch King who prevents us from entering the Witch God Ridge!"

"The Witch King has returned to the Netherworld. There is no old Witch King Order in this world. If we follow this ancestral order, we will never be able to find the trace of the new Witch King now!" Ji Xi also said, "And if the new Witch King cannot be born, we will never be able to wait for the new Witch King Order. In this way, we will never be able to enter the Witch God Ridge in the future. Everything that happened in the Witch King Village has become a mystery!"

"Yes, even if we violate the Ancestral Order, we will go to Wuwang Village!" Wu Lao Jianfeng from Shuhai Village said without hesitation, "Otherwise, the new Wuwang King would not appear!"

"But I don't follow the order of the Witch King to break into the Witch King's Village..." Jian Ji hesitated and said, "This is a serious crime! When I die, I am afraid that I can't even return the arms of the Great God Houtu..."

For a moment, everyone stopped talking!

"Everyone..." Jian Ji thought for a while and said, "Since the Witch King asked you to gather in Houtu Village, I should take responsibility for this matter. You are waiting here, I will go to Wushen Ridge now..."

"How can that happen?" Gonggong Village Ruohong said without waiting for Jian Ji to finish his sentence, and immediately shouted, "If you want to go, I will accompany you too! You are the son of the Great God Houtu, am I not the son of the Great God Gonggong? If you can't go back to the arms of the Great God Houtu, I will accompany you!"

"Haha, I'm going to go, of course!" Rushou Village Ji said with a smile, "The Lord Rushou is the most kind. If the Lord Houtu doesn't accept us, we will go to find the Lord Rushou!"

"Tsk..." The other old Wushou also sneered and shouted, "As the same sons of the twelve great gods, why can't we go?"

Jian Ji saw that the eleven witches were spoken, and his heart was warm. Although there were many frictions between the villages and even some wars, at the most critical moment, everyone remembered that they were the descendants of the twelve great gods and kept the blood of the witch gods in their bodies. With such unity, what difficulties could they not overcome?

"We will accompany you all Wu Wangzhai to Wuwangzhai!" Wu Lao, hundreds of other large and small villages, said in unison, "I guess the old master Houtu will not let me wait and not go back, right?"

"Haha..." Jian Ji smiled and said, "Since that's the case, I'll go all the time! However, I don't have to enter Wushen Ridge. I'll send Ziming a message and find out the situation first before telling me what?"

"Okay!" The old witches nodded, "That's it!"

Since the witches and elders decided, they all flew out of the Bone Hall without delay and set off in the pouring rain.

At this time, "Woooo..." The coldness that was raging like the ghost wind suddenly came from a distance, covering the entire Houtu Village in an instant. The bone phoenix under Jian Ji was about to spread its wings, but at this time, the whole body shivered and closed the bone wings. The entire skeleton trembled and tightened into a ball!

Not to mention the bone phoenix, even the other Wu Lao's mount soul beasts were all made into groups, and they shrank their heads into their wings and dared not to stick them out.

"Who..." Jian Ji and others were shocked. An incredible feeling arose from their hearts. Jian Ji couldn't help but shout.

"Brush..." As the sound of savage and jealousy fell, a scent of overwhelming aura surged fiercely than the tsunami of mountains and seas. As the breath passed, the clouds were rolling around, and the mountain rain between the sky was swept away. As if it was like the rain, the mountains and fields were filled with freshness! When the breath fell and drowned the witches, the witches of Gonggong Village could not help but screamed: "This... is the will of the witch god?? This... what's going on?"

Jian Ji was also shocked. He resisted the fear that arose involuntarily, rushed into the sky and shouted: "The will of this witch god is twice as strong as that of the witch king. How is this possible?"

"Wuwu..." Without waiting for Jianji to fly several feet, at the source of the breath, countless huge green seal scripts rushed into the sky. When the green seal script disappeared, waves of sounds of gods and ghosts sounded, and the clouds that had been covered by millions of Mengshan were now like a pair of big hands brushing past, erasing all the clouds, revealing the blue sky. In the middle of the sky, a red sun appeared, sprinkling the warm sunshine all over the dampness. The dark Million Mengshan, the gloom of the Witch King passing away, instantly swept away.

In this sunshine, a witch god hundreds of feet in size flew over on the thunder!

Although I can't see the appearance of this witch god clearly, the pure witch body of the witch god and the green seal script that is as narrow as a dragon, all of them show the identity of the visitor!

"Witch King!!" Not to mention frugality, even hundreds of Wu Laos all had the same voice in their hearts, "This is the new Witch King!"

Jian Ji and others did not dare to neglect them, so they hurriedly fell into the air and shouted, "I'll wait to see the Witch King!"

As he said that, everyone crossed their hands in front of their chests and knelt down.

However, beyond their expectations, a force that everyone could not resist was born like a tide. While blocking them, a thunderous voice sounded: "I am not your new witch king! Your new witch king has not been born..."

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