Time passed to yesterday, when Xi Jiuye, Situ Qingsong and his son had just arrived in Wang Wu.
After choosing their respective witch weapons, the Holy King of Shanyin also prepared to come over a hundred soldiers for Xi Jiuye and others.
Most of these soldiers are witches.
They didn't have witch weapons, so they followed Xi Jiuye and others into the mountain, and they had the mentality of a dead warrior, and they never returned.
Xi Jiuye arrived at the outskirts of Wangwu Mountain with them.
"That's Wang Wushan? It doesn't look like much."
Situ Mu stood outside Wangwu Mountain, looking at the misty mountain with disapproval.
In the foreign land, there are many mountains that are more majestic than Wang Wu's.
Unexpectedly, Situ Mu's voice was brilliant, and he heard a rumbling sound on Wangwu Mountain, like a roaring tiger in a deep mountain, or like an angry dragon leaping over a river.
There was a sudden vibration under everyone's feet, and Situ Mu was startled.
"Shut up, you kid can't die, this is the legendary holy mountain."
When Situ Qingsong saw it, his expression changed, and he scolded Situ Mu.
Wang Wushan is an existence that even the Great Elder dare not offend. This mountain is not an ordinary mountain, and its color has spiritual consciousness.
I don't know what is hidden in the mountain. If this mountain is really helpful for their cultivation, it must have its supernatural powers.
"It's just a mountain..."
Situ Mu muttered a few words, but didn't dare to continue.
"You go up the mountain first."
Situ Qingsong looked at the group of witches behind him.
There were as many as a hundred shamans accompanying them, most of them were between one and two hundred years old, and they were well-cultivated shamans in the Shanyin Realm.
The wizards made a promise and walked towards Wang Wushan.
From the outside, Wang Wushan doesn't look like there is any restriction. Situ Qingsong is a cautious person, and he will only act after making sure that entering the mountain is not dangerous.
Situ Qingsong acted as if he was in charge, Xi Jiuye didn't object, and followed them into the mountain together.
Ahead, the mist parted, revealing a narrow path.
Back and forth, there is no fork in the road, there is only one way into the mountain.
Their advancing route was somewhat similar to Emperor Ye Lingyue's earlier, they all passed through the ancient battlefield first.
Naturally, they also saw a large number of mummified corpses and the depression of the ancient battlefield.
"This place is simply a tomb of the dead. I don't feel any kind of heavenly power."
Even if Situ Mu and his son had lived so long, seeing such an ancient battlefield full of corpses, they would inevitably tremble with fear.
"grown ups."
The wizards in front hurried to Xi Jiuye and the others.
"happened… "
Situ Qingsong said impatiently.
But when he saw the appearance of the witch, his face couldn't help but change.
The sorcerer, who looked only in his twenties and thirties in front of him, was rapidly aging in appearance and body in the short time since he entered the mountain.
The more than one hundred wizards in front of them already looked to be in their forties.
With their cultivation base reaching their level, it stands to reason that their appearance will not change unless they experience a major change or trauma, let alone within a short quarter of an hour.
"It seems that Wang Wushan does have something special."
Xi Jiuye also noticed this.
Looking at Situ and his son and himself, there was not much change in appearance.
The three of them looked at the witchcraft in their hands again. After entering Wangwu Mountain, the originally dilapidated and worn-out witchcraft gave off a lustrous luster.
"Fortunately, there are these few witch weapons."
Situ Mu breathed a sigh of relief, and waved the witch spear in his hand quite proudly.
Among the three, Situ Mu's witch weapon looked the most remarkable, and after entering the mountain, the witch weapon itself was also the most useful.
If it weren't for the body protection of witches, I'm afraid they would also be aging rapidly like those witches.
"My lord, brothers dare not go any further. If this continues, we may die of old age here soon."
Although the hundred wizards also knew that this trip into the mountain would undoubtedly lead to death, they never expected that they would encounter such an encounter as soon as they entered the mountain.
Watching myself transform from a prime of life into a white-haired old man, this kind of process is not acceptable to everyone.
These sorcerers already had the intention of retreating at this time.
"The holy king let you enter the mountain to help us. If we don't go out of the mountain, none of you can think of going out of the mountain."
Situ Mu had a proud face.
In his eyes, these so-called wizards of the Shanyin Realm are nothing more than subordinates, and their life and death have nothing to do with his father and son.
Even Xi Jiuye, if his father hadn't kept saying that he wanted to have a good relationship with that kid for the time being, Situ Mu didn't intend to take him seriously.
After hearing this, the wizards all showed annoyed expressions.
It's true that they are subordinates of the Holy King of Shanyin, but they are not Situ and his son.
"Everyone, stay safe and don't be impatient. Xi knows that you are worried in your heart, but it's easy to get out of the mountain, so everyone look back."
Xi Jiuye scolded Situ Mu secretly in his heart, this kind of bastard can be the master of the Heavenly Demon Court
Hundreds of wizards turned their heads to see if there was any way to enter the mountain.
There is only a way into the mountain, but no way out of the mountain. What's going on
Those sorcerers showed fear and caution on their faces.
"It seems that the rumors are true. It is rumored that King Wu Mountain is the place under the command of the Witch King. When a shaman enters the mountain, he can only leave the mountain after meeting the Witch King and obtaining the permission of the Witch King."
One of the witches was older and had heard more rumors about the witch king.
"Is there a witch king in the mountains?"
Those sorcerers listened, all showing reverence on their faces.
"The rumors may be true. The Great Elder of the Heavenly Demon Court also stayed in Wangwu Mountain for a few days before becoming a Heavenly Wu."
Xi Jiuye took advantage of the situation to add fuel and vinegar.
Those sorcerers who were panicked earlier heard this, and their complexions suddenly turned cloudy.
For a shaman, becoming a celestial shaman is a lifetime goal.
But only those who have integrated the power of heaven and magic can become a sky witch.
If it is said that there is really a witch king in Wangwu Mountain, if he can get enlightened by the witch king and combine the power of the two to become a sky witch, then even if he is a little old, there is nothing to be afraid of.
"Since that's the case, then there will be Master Lao Jiuye."
Those sorcerers immediately changed their attitude and were willing to accompany Xi Jiuye and others into the mountain to explore.
Situ Mu snorted coldly when he saw it, and cursed secretly in his heart.
"Xi Jiuye is a hypocrite."
"That kid, he can seduce people's hearts with just a few words, he is quite talented."
Somewhere in Wang Wushan, every word and deed of Xi Jiuye and a group of witches were all seen by the witch king in the dark.
The Witch King sensed that the Witch Artifact entered the mountain, and expected that new sacrifices must be brought into the mountain, but he did not expect that the quantity and quality of the stimulating sacrifices would be much better than the previous few times.
Especially the kid in the lead... The Witch King's eyes fell on Xi Jiuye who was in front of him.