Chapter 541 Siege

The rolling black smoke rose, dispersing the white fog and permeating the whole magic fog altar.

Without getting the King Kong Circle, Wang Wujian always felt that there were some shortcomings in this trip, but there was nothing he could do. Even if he burned the Fantasy Fog Sect, he could not let the person who owned it appear, so he could only return with regret.

However, the other fighters of the Flame Sect were all smiling, holding bags and backpacks in front of them, and everyone returned with a full load.

However, the appearance of the victory team surprised everyone. There was no honor guard, no patriarch in power, and Huo Xiong, who was the suzerain, was also absent.

"Is it that Flame Sect has suffered extremely heavy losses, and everyone is too busy?"

Wang Wujian was curious, but looking around, the castle was almost intact.

Obviously, before the Hanzui Sect and the Huanwu Sect had time to break through the protective layer, they had received the news that the general altar was attacked, so they had to withdraw their troops in time.

"Well, the Flame Sect must have suffered a lot of losses, otherwise it would not be so quiet."

Wang Wujian understood this painful mood and did not care much. It was also a good advice to scold them for being rude to the second suzerain. What's more, he didn't help Flame Sect in the first place to make people worship gratefully.

Under the leadership of a team of six warriors, Wang Wujian and the second patriarch Huo Lie and several other warriors with status went to the main hall.

It was still unusually quiet along the way. There was no one, as if everyone hid and waited for the powerful opponent to get into the trap, and then rushed out and surrounded him.

There was a trace of indescribable surprise in Wang Wujian's heart. He glanced at it, as if the Flame Sect was empty, and there was only vegetation full of vitality. However, the vast land seemed to be full of murderous atmosphere, but he released his soul power to explore hard but did not feel anyone's existence.

"It's strange. I've already sent someone to inform the patriarch. No matter how busy he is, he can't come to the door to receive him, can he? Is there something extremely important?"

He said to himself with a confused face.

In the blink of an eye, several people fell together. The flame was impatient. He couldn't help grabbing a guard and shouted recklessly, "What happened in Zongli? Why is it so quiet? The suzerain, ah, is there something wrong with the suzerain?

"If you go back to the words of the second suzerain, the suzerain is safe and sound, waiting for you inside!"

The warrior replied neither humble nor arrogant. On weekdays, he would have been scared and shudled for a long time, but now his face has changed slightly. Obviously, there is a strong belief that motivates him to support him.

"Humph!" Huo Lie shook off the warrior, turned his head to Wang Wujian and smiled, "No wonder, it must be a very important thing. Otherwise, the suzerain will not ignore the etiquette. Please come in first."

Get out of the way. Wang Wujian nodded with a smile and did not give in. He walked in with his head held high.

At the moment when he had just stepped into the threshold, he suddenly felt that there were countless very powerful breaths in the hall, and this breath was purposefully gathering towards the door.

Attack yourself?

Wang Wujian's heart was awe-inspiring, but he still didn't believe that Huo Xiong had no reason to do so, unless he was controlled by other sects, but this possibility was negligible.

Even so, he still increased his caution, adjusted the activity of the martial soul to the strongest state, and mobilized the two powerful killing tools, the spiritual jade tree and the death tower, were eager to try.

Through the spacious hall, he finally came to the cabinet.

At this time, even the careless fire frowned, as if he had gone to the wrong place, and looked around.

"Fire, can you guess who will be waiting for us?"

Wang Wujian suddenly slowed down and laughed.

The fire glanced at Wang Wujian, who was smiling but very meaningful, was stunned for a moment and said with a dry smile, "Of course, are the elders and suzerains of the Flame Sect? Is it possible that there will be people from the Hanshu sect and the Fantasy Fog sect?

"Do you dare to bet with me?"

Wang Wujian smiled.

"Oh? What to bet on?"

The fire raised his eyebrows curiously and asked.

"There are two other people in the bet."

Wang Wujian said firmly.

"It's impossible. The Holy Lord is joking. No matter how bad the Flame Sect is, there is a magic trick of the Holy Master. How can they have the spare strength to attack the Flame Sect without destroying a grass and a tree? Fan Shengzun laughed, hahaha!"

He waved his hand fiercely and smiled cheerfully.

"Hmm, I hope you can win!"

Wang Wujian sneered and accelerated his pace.

Some breaths that he could not collect, but the son of darkness could turn around against the wall through the son of darkness. The feedback message secretly surprised Wang Wujian. There were hundreds of warriors inside and outside the altar, and the periphery of the hall gathered strong men who were not as strong as the god of war.

From the threshold of entering the inner hall, you can feel that the strength of the 20 or 30 fighters in the hall is above the level of war saint, and they undisguisedly release the spirit of war, as if they are provoking against a big enemy.

Wang Wujian was shocked but did not flinch. He had guessed something in his heart, and at that moment, it was also his ultimate goal to come here. Sooner or later, it would happen.

"Suzerain, we are back. This time, thanks to the mortal saint drive, and when we were attacked later, thanks to the mortal saint drive, we can feel help in time. Otherwise, I'm afraid that most of our brothers will die in the Magic Fog Sect..."

Before Huo Lie entered the door, he shouted impatiently and loudly. The high-pitched voice made the whole lobby tremble slightly, but before he finished his words, he stopped abruptly. It seemed that he didn't come up. The words behind him were stuck in his throat. He couldn't go up and down. He purred a few mouthfuls of saliva and glanced at the lobby in shock. The "guest" sitting in the side welcome seat.

Huo Lie was stunned for a moment and turned his head to stare at Wang Wujian at a loss, trying to get a reasonable answer from his mouth, because the people on both sides were the leaders of the Huanwu Sect and the Hansui Sect.

Wang Wujian smiled, came over without distraction, and said with a soft smile, "Can you believe it?"

He was speechless, and the stunned tiger's eyes suddenly shouted to Huo Xiong, the suzerain who was sitting upright, "Songzhu, what do you mean? In order to protect the Flame Sect, the brothers sacrificed their lives to fight outside. They finally came back with the help of the Holy Lord, but you are so good that you invited these defeated soldiers and generals into the Flame Sect. Are they convinced?

The thunderous roar echoed in everyone's ears, and the wine on the table shook, overflowing the mouth of the cup and wetting a small area around.

"Don't be angry with the second patriarch. You are still in the dark. If you know the true identity of the people around you, you will definitely retreat immediately."

On the top of the left, a ferocious, bloody and unkempt old man said. His voice seemed to be emitted by a dying old man. He was weak but gloomy and very horrible. There was a ferocious light in his pair of blood-red eyes, which shot directly at Wang Wu's sword.

"What a familiar figure!"

Wang Wujian said silently, but the man's appearance was too horrible. He seemed to have been splashed by hot oil several times. He was burnt and disgusting. What's more strange was that although he was a warrior, he did not have armor.

The fire glanced at Wang Wujian carelessly, and then focused on the man fiercely.

Along the way, the magnity, wisdom and mystery reflected by Wang Wujian have deeply hibern the fire. He didn't believe that Wang Wujian's identity could make him retreat.

"He is the son of the heavenly spirit that everyone is chasing!"

The treacherous voice slowly came out.

"What? Is he the son of the heavenly spirit?

He was stunned and stared at Wang Wujian incredulously.

"Yes, he claimed to be the holy king of the former holy continent, but after coming to the former holy continent, he did make a lot of earth-shaking events. It is said that the seven-star king vein has been under his control, and the Chongtian River that no one can pass is also inexplicably sucked and dried up by him. The high star king died at his hands, the most precious treasure of the high star king vein. The treasure gold soul map also fell into his hands, and he even heard that he killed the barbarian king who was immortal ten thousand years ago. Am I right?

The man's vicious eyes looked directly at Wang Wujian, as if he knew everything with an arrogant look. Everything was under his control, including what would happen next.

Wang Wujian smiled and looked at him calmly, quietly waiting for his next sentence.

"What the Holy Master, what he said, is it true?"

The fire asked in disbelief.

"Will I lie to you? Of course, a person who wants to rule the overall situation will start from an early age, especially when a person comes to a strange world. Of course, he wants to find a soft bone to adapt, and our three sea basins have become his target.

The man said.

"..."

The fire was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously took a step back, looking directly at Wang Wujian.

The son of the spirit is not only an intruder in the mind of the former holy land warrior. In theory, he should be the king, because he has a heavenly mirror, but he has been free for thousands of years. Who wants to be convinced of a human being? Moreover, more and more rumors have vilified the son of the heavenly spirit to the extreme, doing all kinds of evil, killing people, almost the public enemy of the former holy continent. Of course, the purpose of trying to chase and kill him is to reprimand the heavenly mirror.

"You cunning guy actually took advantage of the contradiction between the three sects to privately let the Hanshu sect and the Fantasy Fog sect unite to attack the Flame Sect, and then you take people to attack the two general altars separately, so as to defeat them separately. On the surface, you do relieve the two big troubles for the Flame Sect, but in fact, what benefits the most is You!"

The head said honestly.

Wang Wujian smiled faintly and asked himself. These words really told his heart, because he thought so early in the morning and did it, but what can they do now? The strength of the three sects is greatly damaged, and even if they gather, they can't blow big waves because of the disarronged hearts of the people.