Chapter 4484 (1/2)

Time passed to yesterday, that is, Xi Jiuye and situ Qingsong father and son just arrived at Wang Wu.

After choosing their own witches, the holy king of Shanyin also prepared more than 100 soldiers for Xi Jiuye and others.

Most of these soldiers are witches.

They didn't have witchcraft. They followed Xi Jiuye and others into the mountain. They had the mentality of being a martyr and never came back.

Xi Jiuye arrived at the periphery of Wangwu mountain with them.

”Is that Wang Wushan? It doesn't look like a big deal

Situ Mu stood outside Wangwu mountain, looking at the misty mountain, his face disapproved.

In the foreign land, there are more mountains than Wang Wu.

However, Sima Mu's voice was brilliant, and he heard a rumbling sound on Wangwu mountain, just like the roar of a tiger in the deep mountain or a raging dragon crossing the river.

Everyone's feet, suddenly felt a burst of vibration, situ Mu was scared.

”Shut up, you can't die, this is the holy mountain in legend.”

Seeing this, situ Qingsong also changed his face and scolded him.

Wang Wushan, however, does not even dare to offend the elder. This mountain is not an ordinary mountain. Its color is spiritual.

I don't know what's hidden in the mountain. If the mountain really helps them to practice, it must have its magic power.

”Just a mountain...”

Situ Mu Du shouts a few words, dare not say again.

”You go first to the mountains.”

Situ Qingsong looked at the group of witches behind him.

They were accompanied by hundreds of sorcerers, most of whom were between the age of one or two hundred years old. They were excellent sorcerers in Shanyin.

The sorcerers made a promise and went to Wangwu mountain.

Judging from his appearance, Wang Wushan doesn't look like he has any restrictions. Situ Qingsong is cautious, and only when he enters the mountain can he act.

Situ Qingsong looked like he was in charge of everything. Xi Jiuye didn't object. He went into the mountain with several people.

Ahead, the fog spread a little, revealing a small path.

Before and after, there is no fork in the road, there is only one way into the mountain.

Their route of advance is similar to that of Ye Lingyue emperor Shen earlier, all of which first passed through the ancient battlefield.

Naturally, they saw a lot of mummies and the depression of the ancient battlefield.

”It's just a dead man's grave. I don't feel the power of heaven at all.”

Even if the father and son of situ Mu lived for a long time, they were afraid to see the ancient battlefield full of corpses.

”My Lord.”

The sorcerers in front of them rushed to Xi Jiuye and others.

”It happened...”

Situ Qingsong was impatient.

But his face did not change when he saw the witch's face.

At present, the sorcerer, who was only 20 or 30 years old, was rapidly aging in his appearance and body shape in the mountain.

There are more than 100 sorcerers in front of them. They are over 40 years old.

When they reach their level of cultivation, it is reasonable to say that their appearance will not change, let alone in a quarter of an hour, unless they have experienced great changes or trauma.

”It seems that there is something special about Wang Wu mountain.”

Xi Jiuye also noticed this.