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"Master Witch God?" Ling Fan's forward body froze immediately, and he stared blankly at the strangely dressed humans surrounded by monks in the distance, not knowing what they were singing. 【】

"Master Sorcerer God! That's right, it's the aura of Lord Sorcerer God, do you feel it? That monk has the aura of Lord Sorcerer God on him!" Suddenly another person from the group of strangely dressed humans yelled out in surprise, and after this person Reminder, the other people seemed to feel something at once. They were in a critical situation for a while, but they no longer cared about their own danger. They all boiled up and respectfully paid homage to Ling Fan: "See Lord Sorcerer God!"

The dozen or so monks who besieged this group of strangely dressed people couldn't help being stunned. They all stopped their hands and looked at this group of humans suspiciously. At the same time, they couldn't help but cast their puzzled eyes on Ling Fan.They couldn't figure it out, at such a critical moment, these witches would still have the leisure to pay homage to a monk who looked like a monk, and even called him a witch god!

The monks who have dealt with this group of witches for a long time have never seen the monks so respectful to a monk, and he looks like a strange monk passing by.So the more they thought about it, the more puzzled they became, and they all temporarily stopped attacking, thinking, what kind of tricks are these witches going to play.

These strangely dressed humans who were besieged by the monks were exactly the witch clan that Ling Fan couldn't wait to see.Perhaps Ling Fan would never have imagined in his dreams that the Wu clan would call him a witch god, and even treat him with such respect for a strange monk.

The Wu clan, who looked like the leader of the Wu clan, frowned slightly. This man was tall and burly, with dark skin, and he looked like a strong man.At this time, he was much calmer than other Wu Clan members. He also felt that Ling Fan had the aura of the Witch God that the Witch Clan had always respected, but what he didn't understand was how a monk could have the aura of the Witch God.

Therefore, he kept frowning, thinking about something quickly, and was not in a hurry to express his opinion.

Although this tall and burly man was relatively calm, his subordinates were not so calm. They just had a higher status than the ordinary Wu people.Seeing that the big man was still frowning and kept silent, several members of the Wu clan suddenly reminded him in a low voice, "Master Liu Wu, this man has the aura of a witch god, he must be a witch god. our."

"Yes, yes, Master Liu Wu, as members of the Wu tribe, we must not disrespect Lord Wu Shen." Several other Wu tribe also echoed in a low voice.

The big man remained silent, still looking at Ling Fan.

Seeing the big man staring at him without flickering, Ling Fan frowned slightly. He didn't like other people staring at him nakedly, so he immediately looked at the big man angrily.

That big man's mind wasn't very good at all, and with the reminders from a group of his subordinates, he was already under a little pressure, but when he saw Ling Fan's slightly sullen eyes, he immediately screamed in shock. Get up: "My lord, the Witch God, I am the Six Witch Zhan of the Twelve Great Witches of the Witch Clan. If you are so disrespectful, please punish me, my lord Witch God!"

You must know that Ling Fan's current strength is already comparable to that of a spirit fairy, and he already has the aura and coercion of a superior person. In addition, this big man is preconceived first, so he was immediately defeated by Ling Fan's slightly sullen gaze. Down.

Ling Fan was stunned when he heard the big man's words. He didn't expect that he would meet the witch tribe before he arrived in northern Xinjiang, and he didn't expect that this unattractive big man was actually one of the twelve great witches that Zhou Yuantian and Dan Zhen had reminded One, not to mention that he was revered as a witch god by the witch clan!

For a while, Rao Yi could not turn the corner with his shrewd brain. You must know that when he came to Northern Xinjiang to find the entrance of Tianfu this time, he had already unconsciously regarded the Wu Clan as enemies in his heart. In his subconscious, He always thought that the Wu Clan would be the hindrance to his search for the entrance to the Tianfu in Northern Xinjiang, but the reality turned out to be a 180-degree turn from his imagination. He was honored as a witch god by the Wu Clan before he even arrived in Northern Xinjiang!

Although Ling Fan was surprised, he hid it very well and didn't show it. He glanced at the big man who called himself a witch war with interest, and said with a strange smile: "You said you are the twelve great witches of the witch clan?"

At the same time, Ling Fan couldn't help scrutinizing this witch war who claimed to be the Twelve Great Witches. After all, Dan Zhen once reminded him that the Twelve Great Witches should be the most important thing to pay attention to when he arrives in northern Xinjiang.

I saw Wu Zhan, who was tall, at least nine feet tall according to preliminary estimates, and his skin was as black as coal, his eyes were black, and he looked energetic. In stark contrast to his body, Wu Zhan's teeth were very sharp. Pure white, not stained with a trace of dirt.Wu Zhan also had three black and white feathers (inserted) next to his ears. In fact, other Wu people also had black and white feathers (inserted) next to their ears, but the number was not as large as that of the big man.

It is especially worth noting that Wu Zhan Mopan's huge left arm is holding a green snake about the size of Zhang Xu, while his right hand is holding a huge red dragon about Zhang Xu.What is even more surprising is that the green snake and the red dragon are both living creatures, but their eyes are closed at this time, like a coiled giant dragon, full of power.

Seeing Wu Zhan holding the green snake with his left hand and the red dragon with his right hand, even Ling Fan couldn't help being a little horrified. He never thought that a human being could so flexibly control the legendary spiritual (sex) animal.

"Well, to report back to Lord Wu Zhan, it is the sixth Wu Zhan of the twelve great witches of the Wu Clan!" Wu Zhan replied sonorously again.With this body of muscles (muscles) and the ability to control the two great spirits so freely, this person deserves the word "war"!

"I've never met the Wu Clan. Why do you call me a Witch God when you see me?" Ling Fan asked in puzzlement. He didn't see the Snake People respecting him as a messenger of God like he did in the Takla Desert. So he climbed up the pole. At that time, he was a magic stick because he wanted to survive.Now he doesn't worry about these things, so he still has to ask clearly.

In addition, the dozen or so monks also came to their spirits, wondering and curious about Wu Zhan, and they wondered what Wu Zhan would answer. For them who knew the Wu Clan very well, he had never seen it before. Among the twelve great witches, the most warlike witch, known for his strength, was so respectful to a monk.

"Our Wu Clan has enshrined a statue of the Witch God since ancient times. The Witch God has always protected our clan, and we have felt the aura of the Witch God in your body, so we respectfully address you as the Witch God." To be honest, put your fists in your hands, be respectful, and tell the truth.

"It's like this again." Hearing Wu Zhan's answer, Ling Fan couldn't help recalling what happened in the Takla Desert back then. He and Shen Linger were in a desperate situation and were forced to enter the pyramid. After having an adventure in the pyramid, Ling Fan Fan then went out of the pyramid with Shen Ling'er, but those snake men who were screaming at him all paid homage to him as if they had seen a god. That's when Ling Fan became a god's stick, pretending to be a god's messenger, That's why the snake-human clan moved to the mysterious land.

But I didn't expect that now in northern Xinjiang, the Wu Clan who thought he would be his enemy actually regarded him as a witch god when they met for the first time, and there were also twelve very powerful witches of the Wu Clan!

The development of the matter was somewhat beyond his expectation.

But if it comes, let it go, Ling Fan's attitude has always been very good, since the witch clan wants to regard him as a witch god, then he should be a witch god again.It would be the best thing not to be an enemy of the Wu Clan. He originally wanted to rush to Tianfu to rescue Fu Mo as soon as possible. Now this situation is in his favor, and it happens that he can inquire about the entrance of Tianfu from the Wu Clan. It's better than his blind man (touching) an elephant, bumping into him like a fly.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Fan's thoughts turned all over the place. Thinking of this, he already had a calculation in his heart. If he didn't eat the pie that fell from the sky, he would have no choice but to continue doing it for this "Sorcerer God".

"It turned out to be like this. Although I don't know why I have the aura of the witch god statue you enshrined, there must be a reason for everything. Whether it is your witch god or not, since you are so respectful to me, then I can't do nothing. Do it." Ling Fan stared at Wu Zhan with a slight smile in his eyes, and murmured slightly, "Tell me, why do these monks want to trouble you?" Since he is regarded as a witch god by the Wu clan, he must not do anything If you don't do anything, there really is no such thing as a free lunch, so he has to (intervene) in this matter.

"What's the matter? Boy, are you still planning to (intervene) in this matter?" Before Wu Zhan could reply, the monk stared at Ling Fan with unkind eyes and snorted coldly, acting like an old man with white hair. .

"So what?" Ling Fan narrowed his eyes, gently rubbing the back of his hand with his right palm, and the corner of his mouth curled into a strange arc.Although this old man looked like a late old man, the power spreading from his body was far inferior to that of ordinary Lingdi powerhouses. It was obvious that this old man was the leader of this group of monks.

"Don't overestimate yourself, don't think that those witches respect you as a witch god, and you really become a witch god. In my eyes, you are just a little six-star spirit emperor. Don't slap your face swollen to make you fat, otherwise what will happen then? Those who died didn’t even know it!” The white-haired old man stared at Ling Fan with contempt.

"Oh? Is that so? How would I die?" Ling Fan smiled with interest, and said indifferently.He has already come out, this old man is a genuine nine-star spirit emperor, and among the dozen or so monks, there are two or three eight-star spirit emperors, it is obvious that the monks besieged Wu Zhan and his party this time was not accidental