Chapter 3325

At dawn, the sound of knocking on the door came.

Zhuo Wen slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of essence appeared in his eyes.

Last night, he spent all night refining the spirit sword idea. The sword idea in his spirit was finally honed from a simple sword shape to a sword embryo shape.

Zhuo Wen believes that if he is given time to continue to practice, the sword embryo of the spirit sword will eventually become a peerless sword.

Zhuo Wen got up and opened the door.

To his surprise, it was not Ziwei Xingjun who knocked on his door, but Jingshan.

"Taoist friend long, you're really careful. I'm almost at a loss for arranging so many array prohibitions outside!" Jingshan took a deep look at Zhuo Wen.

After Zhuo Wen put away the prohibition in the room, he said faintly: "when long practices, he doesn't like to be disturbed, so he habitually arranges the array prohibition every time he closes."

Jingshan didn't ask much, but said, "Shao Lei, the elder of the witch family, has sent someone to let us gather at the gate. Now let's go there! And this time to attend the witch song meeting. You and I'd better act separately."

Zhuo Wen nodded. Even if Jingshan didn't say it, he didn't intend to act with Jingshan.

"Jingshan Taoist friend, please gather first! I'll wait for my friend!" Zhuo Wendao.

Jingshan didn't say much, so she simply turned and left.

After Jingshan left, Ziwei Xingjun also came out of the room. They looked at each other and walked together.

At the gate of the bungalow area, there is a large open space. At the moment, there are many foreign nationalities.

These aliens are all small clan talents selected by the inner city Tianmen gate.

At the moment, in front of these alien races, a young witch with red complexion stands proudly in place, like a proud peacock, overlooking many small clan talents in front of him.

"Can you move quickly, mole ants from your small clan? I don't know why our great witch clan wants to give you a thousand places for garbage races? It's a waste of places. You're just cannon fodder. If you attend the witch song meeting, the whole army may be destroyed in the first stage!"

The young witch clan seemed very impatient. Seeing those late aliens, he couldn't help getting angry and was very impolite in his words.

The words of the young witch nationality immediately aroused the indignation of many foreign nationalities present.

But they can only break their teeth and swallow in their stomach. After all, the young witch family is a child of the witch family. Now they are in other people's territory, and they can't afford it.

Zhuo Wen and Ziwei Xingjun are late, which is the latest batch.

When the young witch saw Zhuo Wen and Ziwei Xingjun walking leisurely, the impatience of their eyes became more intense.

"You two came so late that you don't have to attend the witch song meeting. Just get out of here!" the young witch clan pointed to Zhuo Wen and Ziwei Xingjun and said coldly.

As soon as this remark came out, all the aliens in the team looked at Zhuo Wen and crape myrtle Xingjun, and their eyes were full of pity.

The arrogance and rudeness of the young witch clan was just expressed incisively and vividly.

They also know that the young witch clan did what they said, that is to say, these two late guys may really lose the place to attend the witch song meeting.

Zhuo Wen's face became gloomy when he heard this. He looked at the young witch clan and said coldly: "the quota of the witch song meeting is presided over by elder shaolei. Only elder shaolei can cancel this quota. Do you think you have more rights than elder shaolei and can completely ignore elder shaolei's rules?"

The young witch clan was stunned. He didn't expect that the alien was so kind that he directly contradicted him, which made him angry.

"Hehe, I'm just a disciple of elder shaolei, but the elder has given me full authority to take charge of your affairs. Your quota is naturally in my hands. If I say you're not qualified, you're not qualified. You won't get out of the inner city! Or do you want me to invite someone to throw you out?" the young witch family said coldly.

Zhuo Wen ignored the young witch clan at all. In his opinion, the young witch clan doesn't have so much power. He can cancel his quota.

Seeing that Zhuo Wen ignored him, the young witch family was angry.

"OK! You despicable mole ant, dare to ignore this seat! Today I'll show you how miserable it will be to ignore this seat!"

The young witch family explored the emptiness of his right hand and grabbed it at Zhuo Wen.

The terrible energy burst, and the young witch completely ignored the big army in front of him.

Most of the alien races hurriedly avoided, and some could not avoid. Affected by this energy, they all spit out a mouthful of blood and turned extremely white.

The strength of the young witch family is quite good. He is the mystery master of the second step of preaching. In addition, he is the blood of the witch family, and his strength is much stronger than most other races here.

Even if there are a small number of different races that are not weaker than the young witch race, they dare not compete with the young witch race. After all, this is someone else's territory. How dare they provoke the children of the witch race for Zhuo Wen.

Jingshan frowned slightly. She didn't expect such a thing to happen.

She knew very well that it was a big problem whether this guy could attend the Wu Song meeting because of Zhuo Wen's trouble.

This makes Jingshan complain that Zhuo Wen is too impulsive.

Of course, she didn't take the lead for Zhuo Wen. After all, she and Zhuo Wen are just partners in interests. In this kind of thing, she is mentally ill.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were gloomy. The young witch clan was so conceited that he shot him when he didn't agree.

And this is a ruthless and dead hand.

Zhuo Wen snorted coldly, his right hand became a claw, and the same claw exploded. The huge energy hand collapsed in an instant.

At the same time, the powerful energy came like electricity and hit the young witch's chest heavily.

The young witch family vomited blood, turned pale, and immediately hit the ground heavily.

"You..."

As soon as the young witch family said the word "you", they just felt that their throat was sweet and a mouthful of blood vomited on the ground, which was shocking.

Many of the foreign people present were shocked and looked at Zhuo Wen with shocked eyes.

When Zhuo Wen first broke into the inner city Tianmen gate, his performance has always been quite regular, so he didn't attract their attention.

Originally, when the young witch clan shot, the witch clan present subconsciously thought that Zhuo Wen was coming to an end.

But unexpectedly, Zhuo Wen broke out directly and defeated the witch children of the mystery master with one move. Among them, it can be regarded as the top level, which is comparable to that Jingshan.

"I've been merciful! If you don't appreciate it, I'll be like you killed Ge on the spot! And I've moved some hands and feet in your spirit. If you dare to be bad to me again, I don't mind letting your spirit collapse directly!"

The young witch clan originally got up and scolded Zhuo Wen, but after Zhuo Wen's voice sounded in his mind, the scolding words were swallowed into his stomach.

"How dare you threaten me? I'm a child of the witch clan. How dare you!" the young witch clan said in a deep voice.

"You can try my courage!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.

He was not afraid to offend the witch children. He believed that as long as he attended the witch song meeting, the little witch children could not control him.

As long as he can get the three ancestral witches and insects in the ancestral witch strange pool, even if he offends the witch family, he will not be afraid. At least at that time, he has the strength to get away and does not need to be afraid of hands and feet in the witch family.