At this time, Long Xiaoshan saw an abyss in front of him, with gray fog surging on it.
"That's there?" Long Xiaoshan said lightly.
"Yes, that's there." Shenglan affirmed.
Long Xiaoshan flew directly into it, and soon arrived at a raised platform. There was a huge arch on the platform, which was ancient and mysterious, and even Long Xiaoshan could not see through it.
As soon as the three men fell, two men with blue-black skin and fierce aura walked out of the door and shouted: "Who is the visitor? This is the important place of the witch gate, so no one can enter."
The aura of these two people made Long Xiaoshan think of Mengye, which should be the so-called witch.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes were cold and he was about to fight in.
He was not here to visit. He knew that the White Witch Sect was going to worship the flower butterfly to the Great Witch, so he didn't intend to be polite.
But at this moment, Shenglan shouted: "Dear guardian of the holy land, I am Shenglan, the elder of the White Witch Sect. If you have something to do, please look for the leader."
As she said that, she threw out an ebony sign.
One of the men caught it.
He glanced at it and said lightly: "Bai Wu Cult, go in. After getting inside, don't make a loud noise. Now the ancestral witch ritual is being held inside, and the great witch is about to be born."
"Yes." Sheng Lanlian bent down respectfully.
Then he pulled Lalong Hill.
Long Xiaoshan narrowed his eyes and suppressed his plan to take action. He went in and checked the situation first. He followed Shenglan into the arch, and a slight dizziness came.
Then he stood in a wild jungle, with all the trees around him towering into the clouds, and it took more than a dozen or even dozens of people to hug him, which was so big that it was scary.
Gugu!
A loud bang came from the air.
A giant eagle, the size of a few people, flew through the forest.
Where is this?
There are such giant trees in the sky, and hundreds of thousands of mountains, but it is impossible for every tree to be like this. There is also the giant eagle, which is ridiculously large. There seems to be no such breed on the earth.
Moreover, Long Xiaoshan sensed that the aura here was no longer like a hundred thousand mountains, it was even more ancient, wilderness, like an uncivilized world.
Small world?
From the dizziness that had passed through the arch just now, Long Xiaoshan's heart moved and had already guessed it.
This so-called ancestral witch holy land is actually a small world. It is not unfamiliar with the small world and Long Xiaoshan, like the valley of the Death God, the wasteland world, and the battlefield of Changping, all are small worlds.
Although the size is different.
But one thing is that these small worlds no longer belong to the earth, or they have split from the earth.
No wonder Shenglan said that the ancestor witch holy land is mysterious and extremely mysterious, and even the Witch Cult cannot be found.
The small world is an independent world.
How do you find it?
The entrance is not opened and you can't enter at all.
Rakshasa and Shenglan shook their heads. Their reactions through the arch were much larger than those of Longshan. After all, this kind of space channel was very demanding on the body.
Especially Rakshasa, it took more than ten seconds to wake up.
“Where is this?”
Rakshasa was confused and obviously full of strangers to the surrounding environment.
"This is our ancestral witch holy land. Even I came in the second time, and I only came once last time." Shenglan said.
At this moment, golden light flashed in Long Xiaoshan's eyes, golden flames pounded, and the sky eyes had penetrated the dense forest, and then they saw a large number of people gathering in the middle of the forest.
"Walk!"
Long Xiaoshan went there.
Saint Lan and Rakshasa follow.
Because the distance was not far, Long Xiaoshan did not take two more. The three of them spread their steps. Soon, they arrived at the place where the crowd gathered. There was a huge ancient altar in the middle of the forest, with a ball on it, shrouded in the gray light, like a huge eyeball, floating in the air.
"That's the Eye of the Ancestral Witch."
Shenglan introduced.
The altar under the Eye of the Ancestral Witch is surrounded by a circle of guardians of the Holy Land.
More outside, there are circles of steps.
Like the Colosseum, people were standing on it, wearing all kinds of robes and animal clothes.
"Who are these? Are they from your sect?" Long Xiaoshan's eyes swept across the people standing on the steps.
"No," said Shenglan: "These are all senior leaders of the major witch sects and witch tribes in the southwest. The opening of the ancestral witch holy land is a major event in the witch clan. Not only is it my White Witch Church, but there are also many sects that believe in witch gods, including the Black Witch Cult, the Spirit Witch Cult, the Blood Witch Cult, the Snake Witch Cult... and the chiefs and elders of those large witch tribes."
"There are so many sects in the southwest, and I thought it was only you, White Witch Cult and Black Witch Cult."
"How is that possible? Our two sects have the largest strength and the widest territory, but there are still some sects. Although they are not very powerful, their strength is not weak." Shenglan said.
At this time, the three of them had already stepped onto the steps.
With the identity of the elder of the Holy Lan Baiwu Sect, the three of them were almost completely blocked and went up.
When Long Xiaoshan went up, he had already swept the people here with his eyes.
But after scanning the circle, I didn’t see the butterfly.
"Where are the butterflies?"
Long Xiaoshan turned his head and looked at Shenglan coldly.
Shenglan was also looking at it, and suddenly pointed at a place and said, "That's the people of our sect, Hua Die should be with them."
On the steps in the southwest direction, there were a group of people with similar clothes as Shenglan, and the number of people was the most present. However, when Long Xiaoshan looked, he still found no flower butterflies. He said coldly: "Where are people? Do you dare to lie to me?"
Long Xiaoshan believes in his eyesight and will never miss it as long as he is present.
However, he had scanned it four or five times just now.
No flowers and butterflies were found.
Shenglan Lian said: "I don't have it. Huadian was indeed brought here by the leader, and I can swear."
"You swear it's useful?" Long Xiaoshan sneered, obviously meaning that Shenglan also vowed not to let Huadian be hurt, but Huadian was sent as a tribute.
Shenglan's face turned red and red, and she said, "I really didn't lie to you, by the way, I remember the leader said that Hua Die's dream butterfly physique had not yet been stimulated. He wanted to use the power of the ancestor witch to help Hua Die stimulate her physique, maybe he was there."
Long Xiaoshan stayed on Shenglan with cold eyes for a while, and saw that he should not be lying. Long Xiaoshan was about to continue to expand the search range. Even if he turned the entire ancestor witch holy land towards the sky, he would still find Huadian.
Just then.
Rumble!
There was a tremor sound from the altar, and the eyes of the ancestor witch floating in the air emitted a misty light, and the gray mist swept across.
Above the entire ancestor witch holy land, the vast power of heaven and earth began to gather, forming thick spiral arms, and a vortex in the middle connected the eyes of the ancestor witch.
Crack, Crack!
Thunder and lightning.
"The great witch is about to be born!"
Someone exclaimed on the steps, and then everyone stood up, their eyes furious and excited, looking at the Eye of the Ancestral Witch in the sky.
The chaotic energy of heaven and earth made Long Xiaoshan squint his eyes.
Originally he was looking for Hua Die, but now the entire ancestor witch land was in turmoil, affecting his heavenly eyes. He also stared coldly at the luminous eyes of the ancestor witch that was shining and twisted in the air. He wanted to see what the so-called innate witch is?