Chapter 960: Tracking the Witch Spirit Clan. Born with the ability to attack the souls of other people's magical power, any race fighting against it, will suffer in this regard, if any situation is equal, can suppress the witch spirit race, there are really not many, so, although the witch spirit race has a small population, but it is also one of the extraordinary races in the world, standing above many races, it is the pinnacle of existence, not many races dare to touch its tiger whiskers.

And, it is precisely because the population of the Wuling Race is small, but the resources obtained are not lower than those of any race, so their individual strength is far beyond that of other races, if you talk about average strength, not to mention the top three, it is at least the top ten!

However, in terms of overall strength, the Wuling Clan can't enter the top ten, the reason is also because their population is too small and their reproductive ability is too poor, and he can't afford to consume it at all!

"If the Witch Spirit Clan starts a war against our Terrans, he is just asking for his own suffering!"

Along the way, Haotian explained the situation of the Wuling Clan to Feng Hao, which let go of the last trace of worry in Feng Hao's heart.

Indeed, the Terrans, which are known as the most numerous races in the world, can wipe out the Witch Spirit Race if they really start a war, even if they use heaps.

However, then the human race will not be pleased, all races are because of this trade-off, so they have maintained the status quo today, even if there is a conflict, they will definitely not be promoted to the level of the race, that is just to create opportunities for other races.

"Yes. ”

Feng Hao nodded and said, "You guys are right here, and I will crush Ziyu when the time comes." ”

"Brother Hao, don't worry!"

"Brother Feng, rest assured. ”

Qiong Ling'er and Wan Xin were both well-behaved, and Haotian was also serious, and Samsara nodded slightly.

"I'm leaving!"

Feng Hao took a deep look at the two women, and as soon as their bodies moved, they disappeared in place, without a trace, without a trace

The source of the Wuling clan is located on a flat ground, there is no obstacle within a range of dozens of miles, and everything around them can be seen at a glance, even if there is an attack from other clans, they can quickly find it, and prepare to give the attacker a head-on attack.

However, according to legend, this was also a land of undulating mountains before, but after the Wuling clan obtained this source vein, they flattened everything around it to prevent a sneak attack by foreign tribes.

However, all this was not an obstacle for Feng Hao, who had spatial talent, according to the map given by Haotian, at this time, he had already infiltrated the source vein.

"Huh!"

A slight sound of breaking the air resounded, Feng Hao appeared in a deserted corner, his eyes were purple, as if there was a purple flame burning, he glanced around, and only slightly relieved.

"It seems that these places have been mined"

Looking at the pit marks on the surrounding walls, Feng Hao stretched out his hand and put it on it to sense it a little before he withdrew his palm.

"Whew!"

"Huh!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, from the depths of the cavern came a violent beast roar, and some noisy sounds, and the surrounding ground was slightly shaken.

"It's the Source Beast!"

Listening to these voices, Feng Hao was slightly stunned in his heart, and then his figure flashed towards the depths of the cave.

When he came to the place where the sound came from, the fighting had stopped, and he hid in the shadows, his breath restrained, watching the situation not far away.

The source beast was already lying in a pool of blood, blood was flowing all over the ground, and there were four or five witch spirit clansmen standing around its corpse, all of them had strong breaths, and it was obvious that the realm was not low.

"Bang!"

A witch spirit man stepped forward, and smashed the head of the source beast with a punch, bursting like a watermelon, he reached out and stirred in the pile of red and white mixture, a little, his face was happy, and he took out a crystal clear, shining bright source stone from it!

"Hehe, the source beasts in the source vein are just different, basically five out of ten have source stones!"

His pimple-covered face showed an almost hideous smile, and he smiled, and respectfully handed the source stone to another person, "Chief, give!"

"Yes. ”

The witch spirit clan nodded slightly, "You four continue to tour, don't let the source beast make trouble, I will go and hand in today's source stone, and I will come back to you." ”

"Don't worry, the boss is, with us, there will be absolutely no problems!"

The men patted their chests and assured.

Seeing that the Wuling clan known as the leader walked towards his direction, Feng Hao's heart moved, and he disappeared in place, not even bringing up the dust, and when he walked by, he didn't even look at this corner, he walked over directly.

"Huh!"

Feng Hao reappeared in place, a pair of eyes ignited purple flames again, and he cautiously followed behind this witch spirit clansman, like a ghost, without making the slightest sound.

Maybe he didn't think that someone would be able to come to the source vein silently, so he didn't deliberately pay attention to whether anyone was following him at all, but walked towards his familiar place as usual.

I don't know how many turns he turned, he walked into an inconspicuous crevice in this source vein, and after walking for nearly a kilometer, he stopped.

"Knock knock!"

He stretched out his hand and tapped it on the stone wall, making a hollow sound that made Feng Hao's heart move.

Obviously, this stone wall must have been hollowed out afterwards!

"Rumble!"

With a roar, the stone wall moved slowly, opening a two-person wide passage, and some laughter came from it, and the face of the witch spirit changed slightly, and he immediately glanced at both sides casually, and then walked in with his head down.

"Huh!"

A little, a slight sound of breaking the air resounded, Feng Hao flashed to the depths of this slit, and after finding a hidden foothold, the purple light in his eyes flowed, looking directly at the stone wall that had been closed, as if he had broken through the void and saw the situation inside.

Behind the stone wall, there is a large stone room, which is full of yin obscenities, two bewitching women, are trying to please a man who looks like a witch spirit sitting behind the table, they are like two water snakes, wrapped around the burly man, even if the witch spirit person he saw came in, he regarded it as if he had not seen it, and the three of them still went their own way, as if he was air.

"Lord Wu Yi, this is all the harvest today!"

After walking in, he kept his head down and did not squint, and when he came to the table, he took a ring from his hand, handed it to the table, and exclaimed respectfully.