Wushan, with its surging clouds, shows charming colors in this wonderful dusk. After a quarter of an hour's journey, Fate finally set foot on the land of the altar.

If the realm of the peach source under the mountain is the paradise of the world, then this altar can be called the real land of immortals, where the rich immortal qi is centered on the central treasure hall, spraying in all directions, so that cultivators, between ordinary breaths, can swallow the mountain aura, in order to reach the realm of heaven.

Compared with the Palace of Despair, the scale here is much larger, the leyline, at a glance, there is no margin at all, around the central treasure hall, planted countless famous ingots medicine, golden branches and jade leaves. There, a path stretches out, leading to various important places, and it is clear that this place is not just a simple meeting place, it is extremely complicated, and many savage and capable people in high positions are stationed.

Yuan Xuan mixed in the crowd, step by step towards the temple of the sacrifice god, although his heart was like a storm, but he was very calm, in the face of such a Taoist system that has been inherited for at least a thousand years, he is still very awe-inspiring.

In the center of the main hall, two rows of neat seats are split on both sides, and the throne in the middle should be slightly backward and higher than the other seats, which is the honor of the god Simon, and perhaps only he is qualified to sit on that seat.

"Sure enough, as Gu Lao said, there is another one here!" Yuan Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the huge Tongyun God Statue behind the throne, compared to Shifang City, this God Statue was even larger, and the aura it exuded was even more amazing. Facing it is like facing a beast with a thousand feet, and that strong sense of oppression can make people unconsciously have an urge to worship.

"It's amazing here!" he whispered, recalling his previous battles with Seven Kills and the North Wind, both of whom could exert that power beyond their realm at a critical moment, and that mysterious totem, perhaps its roots, had something to do with this stone statue.

"Please, master!" the leader-like wizard saluted to the empty seat, and at the same time, Yuan Xuan sensed six breaths wafting in, forming six figures, sitting on the seats on both sides, and in the center of the position, a faint witch aura condensed, and it was rapidly expanding, forming Simon's body.

Strictly speaking, this is the first time I've seen Simon for the first time, and I have to admit that some people are born leaders, this wild overlord, gives people a strong attraction, his eyebrows are like dragon lines, his face is like a knife, and his black hair is casually draped on his shoulders, not only does it show that wild atmosphere, but it adds a bit of freedom to that mature face. The white robe can hardly hide the perfection of his posture, every movement, every detail, you can see the relaxation of his muscles, it is conceivable that once the real fight, what will be shown will be an explosive force.

And the other six people, all of them are masters, and their status must not be low.

"Get up!" Simon said lightly, his majestic gaze glancing over each woman, and nodding in satisfaction.

"Master, these are the newcomers recruited this year!" the sorcerer leader stretched out his hand to signal, "The disciples have investigated, and each of them has a clear background, and they are all born with Huigen!

Simon didn't respond, looking at the women's gaze, as if distracted, not knowing what to think. There was silence in the hall, and everyone sensed that the atmosphere was wrong, and they didn't dare to breathe, until a woman couldn't help but sigh because she was too sleepy, and then she was faced with Simon's direct gaze.

"Master, do you want me to take them to the Spirit Void Pavilion first!" the sorcerer glared at the woman fiercely, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Tomorrow, you are here to personally teach the Ghost Blood Seal!"

"No need, you're doing a good job this time!" Simon finally came back to his senses, but his gaze became a little cold, "Take them all to the Witch's Mansion!"

As soon as the words "Wufu" came out, everyone who knew the meaning looked at Simon in shock, and in the first position on Simon's lower left was a burly old man, who stood up and said, "Lord Sacrifice God, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Then may I ask Elder Tuobu what is his opinion?" Simon asked rhetorically, and then he added, "I would like to advise you, the Great Elder is the first seat of this altar, and the stakes are very high, so the Elder's words should be cautious!"

"Then since that's the case, I won't dare to disobey again!" Mob's face changed slightly, and he saluted slowly, "Please forgive me for ordering important matters in the lower clan, and I will leave first!"

"That's good, then this ......," Simon nodded and asked faintly.

"Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely bring people from the clan to the memorial meeting in seven days!" Mop looked up, glanced at Simon, and turned to leave.

However, when passing by the women, Yuan Xuan noticed a detail, this mop elder hid a kind of regret and regret in his eyes looking at this group of newcomers, why is this so, is this so-called witch mansion a road of no return.

"Master, then I will bring them all into the witch's mansion!" The leader of the wizards did not dare to say more, buried his head, bowed to Simon, turned around and led everyone out of the palace!

"Wait!" Simon's indifferent voice came again, like a yin wind drifting in, and people couldn't help but shudder, "What's wrong with this trip?"

It's not good to scream secretly, this Simon's alertness is really sensitive, and it must be the movement he made at the bottom of the mountain that he noticed it, so he would make such an inference.

"No!" the wizard shook his head, then thought about it carefully, and said uncertainly, "But when I passed by the monument, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and my subordinates didn't care much when they saw that there were no missing or casualties!"

"Wind?" Simon stood up, pondered for a moment, and suddenly a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, everyone didn't know what he meant, and they all sighed in their hearts, the master's mood has fluctuated too much recently, could it be that something went wrong in the practice? Of course, these words can only be thought about in the heart, and no one dares to say it.

"Stand down!" Simon said lightly.

"Was it discovered?" said to himself, suddenly, he was shocked, and looked at a secret passage on the side of the hall in amazement, where a faint aura floated around, surrounding the entire hall, as if he was patrolling, and after a long time, he naturally disappeared.

"People in the Ghost Dao!" Yuan Xuan frowned, this aura was very weak, so weak that no one present noticed it, but he had been in contact with it many times, and he naturally sensed the unique soul light and phantom aura of the ghost path.

"Men retire!" the wizard saluted again, turned and walked out of the main hall.

"It seems that this altar is not ruled by Simon alone!" Yuan Xuan took one last look at Simon, and found that his brows were also a little trembling, and he glanced coldly at the passage of the side hall, obviously very dissatisfied with this.

Walking out of the hall, Yuan Xuan lowered his head and hid himself, because there was a team of witch blades coming on, and the person who was the leader was the Ding Chu that Yuan Xuan was familiar with.

"Good Commander!" the sorcerer saluted, and it could be seen that Ding Chu's status here was very unusual.

"Hmm!" Ding Chu glanced at each woman, and finally nodded, "Go!"

"Yes!" the wizard replied, leading the group down a path.

Behind the main hall, there is a dense forest, with the night sky at night, it seems a little terrifying, those tall pavilions and mansions, hidden in it, this is very different from Qingcheng Mountain, each place is independent, between the two, planted a lot of strange grass and trees, used to cut off, in addition, near one of the passing golden houses, Yuan Xuan also found a hidden formation, as if deliberately separated, let yourself be independent, want to come here, the owners of each temple, there is very little communication!

"My lord, may I ask where is Wufu?" The calm all the way, finally, Ling'er disrupted the peace here under the signal of Yuan's eyes, and she asked the doubts in everyone's hearts.

"The so-called Witch Mansion is the place where the Lord of the Gods is worshipped!" The sorcerer looked at her a little and said, "This time you are really lucky, you must know that the people who came out of the Witch Mansion are all leaders of all races, but it is really strange to say that this year, in previous years, there were very few people who could enter there, and now the Lord of the Gods actually directly allows you to enter the Witch Mansion!"

"Huh!" Ling'er nodded.

"My lord, then we will practice with Savindin!" a woman's eyes lit up, and it was obvious that she had admired Saventin for a long time.

"That's Nature!" said the wizard, "but Young Master Wending, he has always been busy with the affairs of the altar, and although you can see it, there are not many such opportunities!"

As he spoke, he came to a house with golden rubble, and on a big plaque in front of the door, there were two big characters of Wufu, which was extremely dazzling.

Although it is called Wufu, it is full of immortal atmosphere, the center is a main room, and there are several exquisite courtyards on display around it, the only strange thing is that it is very empty, and there is no one to see for the time being.

"Dare to ask Miss, if you are inside!" the wizard shouted loudly, "I am ordered by my master to bring this new person into the witch's mansion!"

There was still silence, and it wasn't until a long time later that a man's voice came from the void, "It's getting late, Miss has already rested, arrange all these people to go to another courtyard!"

"What a familiar voice!" Ling'er muttered, he always felt that this man's voice was very familiar.

"Yes!" the leader of the wizards replied, and without saying anything more, he led everyone to the courtyard and arranged a place to stay.

Yuan Xuan took a deep look at the courtyard behind the main room, the deepest courtyard, he felt the source of the voice, and also recognized the owner of this voice, it was the Seven Killings who had been entangled with him several times. At the same time, he also thought that since the Seven Killings were here, would Wan Ting also be nearby?