Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 607 The ghost clan is coming

Su Fan helped the witch god Aji to complete more than a dozen witchcraft towers, and this bitch never appeared again.

He has contacted him several times in the past few days, but the wizard god Aji has not responded.

Although Su Fan was worried about the humans in Demon Camel Mountain, he had nothing to do now. How could he dare to go out and wander around at this time.

He could only send Yasha out for reconnaissance from time to time, and deployed many ghost soldiers in various parts of Magic Camel Mountain to report the situation outside in real time at any time.

In the blink of an eye, another few months passed, and everything was calm.

Even Su Fan was a little unsure. Could it be that the witch god Aji made a wrong judgment?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Even though he called himself daddy when he was fooling around with the witch god Aji in his dream, he knew in his heart that this girl was at a very high level.

Anyway, he couldn't be an old monster who transformed into gods, at least he was also a Void Refining Saint.

Huge ghost boats roared out from the gate of space, and Venerable Hulan and several other old monsters from the Ghost Tribe stepped off one of the ghost boats.

Seeing them coming, hundreds of Ghost Clan Nascent Soul monks who had been waiting for a long time quickly paid homage to them.

Seeing many Yuanying monks from the Ghost Tribe leaving one after another, Venerable Hulan showed a violent look on his face.

Venerable Hulan waved his hands at them and said: "Everyone, get up..."

"Sister, there are more than a dozen human race gathering places in the entire Demon Camel Mountain. What can a dozen shelters be used for..."

"When will Master Mangchai of the 'Charming Heart Clan' come over..."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the Nascent Soul cultivator below and asked in a deep voice.

Hearing what the witch god Aji said, Su Fan believed that these guys might have arrived a long time ago.

After listening to Venerable Hulan's words, hundreds of Yuanying monks from the Ghost Clan below bowed in response.

In order to surround and kill this kid, the Ghost Clan paid an unimaginable price.

After hearing what the witch god Aji said, Su Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

It took a deep breath, turned around and asked a respected member of the clan next to it.

"I have made arrangements and will be here tomorrow morning..."

"Reporting to Venerable Hulan, dozens of Venerables in the clan and more than a thousand Yuan Ying disciples are all in place..."

"I will obey His Majesty's instructions..."

"This place is too remote. There is no space gate hundreds of thousands of miles away. People from the ghost tribe may have already come over. They are probably afraid of surprising you..."

Not only that, the Ghost Clan also brought almost all of their descendants with divination powers to Demon Camel Mountain to cooperate with Master Mangchai in opening a divination forum.

"Are our people all arranged..."

While Su Fan was thinking wildly, the voice of the witch god Aji suddenly came to his ears.

At this moment, a hidden valley more than 100,000 miles away from Magic Camel Mountain has been enveloped by a large formation.

This kind of old witch who has lived for tens of thousands of years, even though she is extremely far away from here, she can't hide even the slightest movement from her.

"The blind guessing master has fully recovered. The altar and sacrifices have been prepared. It will be able to open the altar for us as soon as it arrives tomorrow..."

Venerable Hulan exchanged a few words with several clan elders around him, and then turned around.

After listening to the words of the two elders in the clan, Venerable Hulan nodded with satisfaction.

"Your feeling is not wrong, right? How long has it been and the Ghost Clan hasn't come yet..."

"I have established more than a dozen shelters deep in the Demon Camel Mountain. Anyone who enters my witchcraft gate can get my protection..."

After all, the humans in Motuo Mountain are dependent on the Mokui clan, and in the Mokui clan's own territory, they will definitely not let the Ghost clan run wild.

"How is the blind guessing master's recovery now? It won't delay tomorrow's divination..."

No matter what happens this time, we must turn that kid out.

In the flat place in the middle of the valley, a huge space gate has been erected.

"You all go and get ready. We will start closing the net tomorrow morning. I don't care what you do. I don't want to see a living human race in Magic Camel Mountain before dark..."

But it's been several months, and there's still no movement at all.

Su Fan became angry when he heard this. How many people can be saved by a dozen shelters?

"Will the Demon Kui Clan care about the life and death of the human race here..."

"This time the distance is closer, and the cost of the blind guessing master will not be as high as last time. It promises to do three divination for us..."

To be on the safe side, wait until the siege is over before letting it divine twice. If the kid's breath disappears, it means that the kid must have been buried here.

Before closing the net, let Master Mangchai perform a divination. If the kid's aura is still in Demon Camel Mountain, the thousands of clan elites deployed here will immediately launch an indiscriminate attack.

"Welcome to Venerable Hulan..."

After hearing this, the Yuanying monk from the Ghost Tribe quickly stepped forward to report.

"I heard that several Yuanying monks from the Mokui tribe have arrived at Motuo Mountain..."

"I have spread the news of the impending catastrophe throughout Motuo Mountain and attracted the attention of various gathering places. They have already asked the Mokui tribe for help..."

Just inviting Master Mangchai from the "Charming Heart Clan" would cost an astronomical amount of resources.

In addition, a separate space gate was built, and almost all the Lord Transformation Gods and Yuanying monks in the clan came out.

Such a large battle is almost as large as launching a star war.

If they can't kill that kid, they won't be able to explain to the higher-ups in the clan when they go back.

But Venerable Hulan was still confident about this operation. The elites of the Ghost Clan came out in full force. The Mokui Clan had not noticed such a big move until now.

Now they have figured out all the human gathering places in Motuo Mountain, as well as the surrounding villages.

Under the indiscriminate attacks of dozens of god-forming lords and thousands of Yuanying monks in the clan, it is estimated that no one can survive.

Even though that kid was extremely cunning, he never expected that the Ghost Clan would put up such a big showdown in order to deal with him, a human race.

Even if he sensed the crisis at this moment, it was too late. He could never escape from the trap set by the Ghost Clan.

To be honest, without the witch god Aji, Su Fan might have died.

Such a large-scale siege and killing operation did not reveal even a single sign. The determination of the Ghost Clan to kill him is evident.

In the evening, Su Fan sat cross-legged in the cave in his secret realm to practice the "Hunyuan Qi Sutra".

He didn't know why, but he felt a little irritated in his heart, and something went wrong several times during his practice.

Su Fan simply stopped practicing. He slowly opened his eyes and took a deep breath.

"The Ghost Clan is coming..."

Although the ghost soldiers deployed throughout Magic Camel Mountain have not yet issued a warning, Su Fan, who has been walking on the edge of a knife all year round, is extremely sensitive to the coming crisis.

You don't need to guess to know that the Ghost Clan must have arrived.

They should have arrived a long time ago, but they didn't start closing the net until today.

Maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow, the ghost clan will definitely launch an attack. Su Fan waved to Sister Zhen who was busy in front of the stove.

"Master, are you hungry? Food will be served soon..."

At this point, Sister Zhen saw the solemn expression on Su Fan's face and immediately couldn't speak any more.

"What's going on? Master, please don't scare me..."

Su Fan smiled and said: "Go and find Yaksha and ask him to collect all the ghost soldiers deployed throughout the Demon Camel Mountain..."

Sister Zhen didn't even think about it after hearing this. She disappeared with a "whoosh" sound.

Su Fan sighed, what was supposed to come had come.

"Have people been evacuated from the gathering places in Magic Camel Mountain..."

After a while, the witch god Aji replied.

"I have sent a group of believers to various gathering places to inform the higher-ups of the gathering place about the upcoming arrival of the Ghost Clan, but they don't believe anything they say..."

Su Fan was furious when he heard this. How long has this been going on and he still hasn't made preparations yet.

"The Ghost Tribe is here and will definitely launch an indiscriminate attack on Devil Camel Mountain. How many people will survive then..."

"The higher-ups at the gathering place still place their hopes on the Mo Kui tribe. They have already asked for help from the nearby Mo Kui tribe..."

"Are the people from the Mo Kui tribe here..."

"Dozens of Nascent Soul monks from the Mokui tribe have been here for more than a month and are guarding various gathering places..."

Although there are not many people sent by the Mokui clan, this is the territory of the Mokui clan, so it shouldn't be too much for the Ghost clan to throw a rat weapon at them.

Despite this, the human race in Motuo Mountain will still encounter a catastrophe, but at least fewer people will die.

"Don't worry, I have established more than a dozen shelters. Even if the human race in various gathering places in Demon Camel Mountain dies, tens of thousands of seeds will be left behind..."

What the hell...

The Wumen mission is really amazing. In just a short time, this bitch has gained tens of thousands of followers.

When Demon Camel Mountain survives this catastrophe, the Wumen will have taken root in the Nether Bone Star Territory.

"You can hide here with peace of mind. You must remember that you must not leave the secret realm. If you go out, I can't guarantee that I can cover your aura..."

"I know, I won't go out to find death at this time..."

After hearing Su Fan's words, the witch god Aji breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but curl his lips.

Before dark, Yasha returned to Su Fan's secret realm from outside.

"Master, just before I entered the secret realm, I felt a crisis spreading here..."

After listening to Yasha's words, Su Fan nodded.

"Well... you did a good job, go back and rest..."

Even Yasha, who is in the realm of the ghost king, has already sensed the approaching crisis. He does not believe that the Nascent Soul monks of the Mokui tribe guarding various human gathering places in Motuo Mountain cannot sense it.

They will definitely report the situation here to the higher-ups of the Demon Kui Clan.

Human gathering places in various parts of Motuo Mountain will also be on full alert under the leadership of the Nascent Soul monks of the Mokui tribe.

The night was very long, and Su Fan stayed up all night.

He had been sitting cross-legged in the courtyard outside the cave, feeling extremely nervous.

Although the Witch God Aji has given him reassurance, as long as he does not leave the portable secret realm, the Ghost Clan will not discover his specific location.

But in the face of the Ghost Clan soldiers pressing down on the situation, I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous.

In order to kill him, the Ghost Clan will definitely send a large number of old monsters and Yuanying Masters. Once he is discovered, he will definitely die without a burial place.

How can you let him sleep at this time?

In the early morning, the pale golden morning light from the east shines through the still gray clouds, dyeing the sky and the earth a golden color.

In the valley more than 100,000 miles away from Devil Camel Mountain, a ghost boat slowly flew out from the gate of space.

The ghost boat landed on the ground, and Venerable Hulan and others, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly greeted it.

The huge hatch slowly opened, and a skinny monk who was more than ten feet tall stepped out of the ghost boat.

Although it was wrapped in a loose black robe, as the breeze blew, its skinny figure instantly appeared, like clothes hanging to dry outside.

The wide hood covered most of Master Mangchai's face, but you can still see that its face is covered with runes, like blood-threaded veins, densely packed like worms, giving it a weird and scary look. Feel.

Although the "Charming Heart Tribe" is not very powerful in combat, they have inherited magical powers such as the ancestral soul path and divination in their blood.

Although the entire race is also attached to the wings of a powerful race, their status is extremely high and they are not as careless as the weak races.

So despite the fact that the Ghost Clan is usually arrogant and domineering, Venerable Hulan and others are still very respectful in front of Master Mangchai.

"Master Mangchai, you have worked hard all the way..."

Master Mangchai nodded slightly and said, "Is the altar ready..."

Its voice is obscure and hoarse, as if it is tearing a piece of stiff kraft paper, and there is a horrifying feeling in the voice.

After hearing this, Venerable Hulan quickly stretched out his hand and pointed at the huge altar not far from the door of space.

"Master Mangchai, everything is ready..."

"Then let's open an altar for divination..."

After Master Mangchai finished speaking, he walked towards the altar not far away.

This huge altar is very rough and simple. It is covered with dense runes and all kinds of strange animal bones and stones are placed everywhere.

In the open space around the altar, a large number of trembling humans and alien beasts gathered. They were all today's sacrifices.

Master Mangchai came to the center of the altar and nodded to the ghost fortune tellers next to him.

The ghost monks around the altar began to kill the human beings and strange beasts, and then threw their corpses on the altar.

The blood of humans and alien beasts slowly flowed on the altar, and the blood slowly covered the altar completely.

Master Mangchai closed his eyes, then opened his hands and murmured strange and strange spells in his mouth.

As the strange and strange spell was muttered, a ray of light suddenly rose into the sky.

"puff……"

Master Mangchai suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood on the pile of skeletons in the center of the altar.

The dense runes on the altar began to flicker, constantly emitting dazzling light.

In the witch world, in a glorious palace, the witch god Aji suddenly opened his eyes.

She smiled strangely, and then made a gesture with her right hand.

Several Wumen formations that originally enveloped Su Fan slightly leaked out a trace of his aura.

The witch god Aji smiled, and then changed the finger gestures on his right hand. Several witch gate formations once again completely covered Su Fan.

(End of this chapter)