At this time, Long Xiaoshan saw that there was an abyss in front of the gray fog flow.
"It's there?" Long Xiaoshan said lightly.
"Yes, it's there." Sheng Lan was sure.
Long Xiaoshan flew into it directly, and soon, it arrived in a bulging platform. There was a huge arch on the platform, ancient mysterious, and even Long Xiaoshan could not see through.
As soon as the three people fell, there were two skin blue and black, and the fierce and fierce man walked out of the door, and drank: "Who is the coming? This is the witch gate, the idle people can't enter."
The breath of these two people reminds Long Xiaoshan that it should be the so -called witch.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes are cold, and they are about to kill.
He did not visit here. He knew that the white witch religion would worship the butterfly to Nahazi's big witch, so he would not plan to be polite.
But at this moment, Shenglan said loudly: "Dear guardian of the Holy Land, I am the elder of the White Witch Tutor Saint Lan, I have something to find the leader."
Speaking of her throwing a ebony brand.
One of the men caught.
At a glance, he said faintly: "White witch is educated, go in, do not make a loud noise after you go in, now the ancestral witch ceremony is being born, and the big witch is about to be born."
"Yes." St. Lan even bent down respectfully.
Then pulled the Lauron hill.
Long Xiaoshan narrowed his eyes, holding his hands -on plan, and went to see the situation advanced. He followed Saint Lan into the arch, wow, a slight dizziness appeared.
Immediately afterwards, it was standing in a wild jungle, and the trees around were towering into the clouds. It took more than a dozen people, and even dozens of people could hold it together. It was scary.
Guru!
There was a loud noise in the air.
A giant eagle with a number of people flew over the forest.
Where is this?
This kind of giant trees, the 100,000 mountains are not without, but it is impossible to do this, and the giant eagle is so big that it seems that there is no such variety on the earth.
And Long Xiaoshan perceives that the breath here is not like a hundred thousand mountains, more ancient, rough, like an unknown world.
Small world?
From the dizziness that just passed through the arch, Long Xiaoshan's heart moved, and it has guess.
This so -called ancestral sacred place is actually a small world. For small worlds, Long Xiaoshan is no stranger, such as the Valley of Dead God, the Wilderness World, and the Changping Battlefield, all of which are small worlds.
Although the size is different.
But there is one point that these small worlds are no longer the earth, or they are split out of the earth.
No wonder Saint Lan said, the ancestral witch sacred place, mysterious abnormalities, even witch education could not be found.
Small world is an independent world.
How do you find.
If the entrance is not opened, you can't get in at all.
Rakshasa and Saint Lan shook their heads. Their reaction of their arches was more than Longshan. After all, this kind of spatial channel has high requirements for the body.
Especially Rakshasa, after more than ten seconds, it was sober.
"Where is this?"
Rakshasa is blank, obviously strange to the surrounding environment.
"This is our ancestral sacred place. Even I came in for the second time. Only the last time I came." Shenglan Road.
At this moment, the golden light in Long Xiaoshan's eyes flickered, Jin Yan beating, the eyes of the sky had penetrated the dense forest, and then saw a large number of crowds gathered in the center of the forest.
"Walk!"
Long Xiaoshan go there.
St. Lan and Rakshasa keep up.
Because not far from the distance, Long Xiaoshan did not bring two people. The three of them started. After a long time, they had come to the place where the crowd gathered. I saw a huge and ancient altar in the center of the forest with a ball on it.
The light, like a huge eyeball, suspended in the air
"That's the eyes of ancestors."
Shenglan introduced.
In the altar of the ancestor witch, surround the guardian of the Holy Land.
More peripherals, there is a circle of steps.
Like the Roman Fighting Field, it is full of people, wearing a variety of robes, beast clothes.
"Who are these? Is it the people of your denominations?" Long Xiaoshan's eyes swept through those who were standing on the steps.
"No," Saint Lan said: "These are the senior management of major witch factions in the Southwest and the tribes of the witch.
In the past, black witch religion, spiritual witch religion, blood witch education, snake or witch education ... and the chiefs and elders of those large witch tribes. "
"There are so many denominations in the southwest, I think only you have white witch and black witch education."
"Then how is it possible, our two teachings are the largest and the site is the widest, but there are some sects. Although the power is large, the strength is not weak." Sheng Lan said.
At this point, the three have set foot on the steps.
There is an elder Shenglan White Witch's identity, and the three of them have almost no obstruction, but they go up.
When Long Xiaoshan went up, people who had swept here with the eyes of the sky.
But after sweeping around, I didn't see Hua butterflies.
"Where is the flower butterfly?"
Long Xiaoshan turned his head and looked coldly at Shenglan.
Sheng Lan was also watching, and suddenly pointed at a word: "That's our denomination, Huadie should be with them."
On the steps in the direction of the southwest, there are a group of people who are similar to Shenglan. The number is also the most present, but when Long Xiaoshan looks, he still has not found Hua butterflies.
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Long Xiaoshan believes that his eyesight, as long as you are present, you must never miss it.
However, he had already swept four or five times just now.
I didn't find Hua Die.
St. Lan Lian said: "I don't, the flower butterfly is indeed brought here by the leader, I can swear."
"Do you vow?" Long Xiaoshan sneered, apparently meant that Saint Lan also vowed not to hurt the flower butterfly, but Hua Die was sent as a tribute.
Sheng Lan's face was red and red, and she said: "I really didn't lie to you. Yes, I remember the leader said that the dream butterfly of the flower butterfly has not been stimulated.
, Maybe where he is. "
Long Xiaoshan's eyes stayed indifferently on Saint Lan for a while, seeing that he should not lie. Long Xiaoshan was about to continue to expand the scope of search. Even if he turned the entire ancestral witch sacred place to the sky, he would find the butterfly.
Just then.
Suddenly, the trembling sound of the rumbling trembling, the eyes of the ancestral witch suspended in the air emitted the light, and those gray mist swept up.
The entire ancestral witch sacred land, the power of the mighty world began to gather, forming a large ripple arm, and in the middle there was a vortex connecting the eye of the ancestor.
Click, click!
Thunder and electric flash.
"The big witch is about to be born!"
Someone exclaimed on the steps, and then everyone stood up, her eyes were enthusiastic and excited, looking at the eyes of the ancestors in the sky.
The chaotic world of vitality made Long Xiaoshan squint.
Originally, he was looking for Huadie, but now the entire ancestral witch is in a vitality riots, affecting his eyes, and he also stared at the eyes of the ancestral witch in the air coldly.