"Do you know I'm coming?" Zhu Hanwen looked at the two people opposite him in a playful way.

"I didn't know it, but you'll know it when you come. I wonder what kind of expensive things are there for the chosen ones coming?" said the witch.

It seems that they don’t know who they are, but there is a special way to sense whether the other party is a chosen person, otherwise they would not be so calm. Zhu Hanwen was also happy to inquire about some information and continued.

"Although I have been recognized by treasures, I have learned some combat skills and supernatural powers. I still have to ask Gods and ask Bu Bu for your fellow Taoists. I wonder if you can help me calculate the whereabouts of your parents?"

The Goddess exchanged colors, and the Goddess took out a palm-leaf fan tied with ribbons and a bronze bell with a skull engraved.

"Dingling ~" The ringtone remembered. The witch held two short tibia-shaped sticks in both hands and twisted her upper limbs, and put on one foot to the ground in a position that ordinary professional dancers could hardly do. It seems that these two are indeed a bit capable.

"Woo~~Hello~~~~~" The Goddess made a series of long sounds with his throat, and the bell in his hand made an urgent ringtone again. As the ringtone was remembered, the witch waved his two sticks and rotated quickly. The turn took more than ten minutes, no less than a thousand circles. Later, the Goddess also took a palm fan and rotated around the witch in a primitive and mysterious step.

"Hu~~Ka~~Yeah~~Gu~" The God of God turned around and danced, and his mouth occasionally emitted an obscure syllable. Each syllable exhalation gave people a desolate and quaint feeling.

Ten minutes later, the witch was still spinning, and she was emitting a slight radiance along her waist and hips until she raised her arms high. At the same time, Zhu Hanwen felt a whisper sound rising in his heart. He couldn't hear what he was saying, as if countless people were whispering in his heart. This feeling had happened when fighting Shi Gan and Ai Disheng. Zhu Hanwen was shocked and hurriedly turned around the Buddhist technique that could not be kept in his mind, which was the "2048 Methods to Practice to Become a Buddha" passed to him by Zhu Bajie, which suppressed this strange whisper.

"Ah!" At this time, the witch who was constantly rotating suddenly flew backwards and fell to the ground hard, with red blood flowing out of her eyes, ears, mouth and nose. The Goddess hurriedly ran over and helped the witch up, but the witch's eyes rolled up and said two words with difficulty.

"Quick...escape..."

The God of God could hear it, and Zhu Hanwen could naturally hear it. Seeing that the God of God turned around and was about to escape, the blue light flashed under his feet and held the God of God's neck, pressed his thumb on the Dazhui acupoint behind his neck, and the God of God fainted. The girl on the first floor heard the sound of the God of God falling and ran upstairs to see the situation. She happened to see Zhu Hanwen's scene of being fainted by the God of God, and then saw the God of God lying on the seven holes on the ground, and let out a harsh scream.

"ah!"

Hou Lie and Liu Yuehan, who were supporting the ground floor, heard the screams and quickly came to the house to see the situation. Hou Lie slapped the girl who was still screaming. Seeing the strength, the girl might have a concussion. Two people were arranged to escort the Goddess back to the outpost of the Central Army. From this moment on, the conquest of the Shamanism completely kicked off.

In the central army tent a hundred miles away, the patriarchs of the five major families were all wearing big cloaks and sitting cross-legged in front of a huge round table. A huge radio microphone was placed in the middle of the round table. Hu Hansan exchanged glances with the big families, nodded to each other, and first took out an antique leather drum from the big cloak and hit it rhythmically.

"Dongdongdongdong...Dongdongdong..."

Huang Zhongwu, the head of the Huang family, took out a erhu from the cloak when the rhythm of Hu Hansan hits a node. The sound of the erhu together, and the atmosphere of the whole room suddenly became primitive and tragic. As the rhythm changed, the old lady of the Bai family took out a string of handbells and entered the rhythm. Then Liu Mianchun, the head of the Liu family, played a whip. Finally, the head of the Hui family, played a big suona. As the last instrument of Hui Mancang entered the rhythm, the already grand and ancient song became even more high-pitched and exciting.

"The sun sets and the sky is dark, every household closes the door, magpies and crows run through the big trees, birds and turtles run through the eaves, the road is shorter and the galaxy is bright, and it is difficult to travel in the small house. Nine out of ten households have locked, and there are still one door that is not closed. Open the door and burn incense and drums, let's see me come to invite the gods, hey...

The sesame seeds bloom higher and higher, the millet is bent over, the character "eggie" blooms and the head is facing down, and the corn is blooming with hair. I see the old fairy making noises seem to be coming.

Old immortals, I know that you are coming, don’t make a fuss, don’t make a fuss, you have a lot of majestic spirit, there are few majestic spirits, there are many small corners in the house, and it’s not easy to hit a gentleman, but when you meet a villain, he said we are not good at making any noise. He said that we are not good at all. Why? You can invite gods and Buddhas to the second round.

The leader of Tongtian sat on the top, accompanied by the leader of Jinhua. One is invited to ask Hu, the second is asked Huang, the third is asked to ask Baixian, the fourth is asked to ask the long python, the fifth is asked to ask Lao Hui and the sixth is asked to ask the King of Hell. Let’s come to the lobby to discuss something, hey.

The drum was about to beat the whip, so first, please invite the Hu family soldiers. Old Master Hu sat on top, and Old Master Hu was accompanied. Old Master Hu issued an order to adjust the Hu family soldiers. Hu Tianba Hu Tianqing, Hu Tianhei and Hu Tianhong, Hu Laoga's name is Hu Er, hey, hey.

The Hu family soldiers finished their invitations, and then asked the Huang family soldiers to sit on the top of Mr. Huang, and the old lady Huang was accompanied by Mr. Huang. Mr. Huang quickly issued an order to adjust the Huang family soldiers, Huang Tianba, Huang Tianqing, Huang Tianhei, Huang Tianhong.

Old Master Hu was sitting in the army, and he could not leave the way without Huang Xianfeng. He was injured and asked Grandma Bai, and the Liu family's investigation was the most obvious. Don't be proud of yourself, you can't live without the 80,000 soldiers of the Hui family. Oh, hey." The heads of the five major clans sang the divine lyrics, whether in the singing style or the soundtrack, almost all reached the highest level of the Mama Tang lineage. The singing was stored in the radio microphone, and it was immediately transmitted along the electronic signal to the earphones distributed uniformly to all the mama disciples who were acting. All mama disciples who were acting no longer need to meditate and sing the divine lyrics themselves. When their minds moved, the immortal family quickly took off their horses and their combat power soared. The originally anxious fighting techniques of various towns could end the battle quickly.

Above the heads of the five major clans, Mr. Hu San, Mr. Huang Er, Grandma Bai, Sister Liu, and Mr. Hui all appeared. While using divine thoughts to command their disciples to cooperate with the disciples to fight, they were also communicating.

"Third Master, I heard that you were trying to find the Jiuzi of the True Dragon a while ago?" asked Mr. Huang.

"Hu Hansan asked me to ask, do you have any news?" Mr. Hu San said lightly.

"No, Sister Liu, Zhenlong is your boss with the word "Scale". Do you have no news?" Mr. Huang turned around and asked.

"I need to know if it's our Scale-headed guy. Do you have any news? Tell me where is the Nine Color Deer?" Sister Liu asked with her eyebrows raised. "Why, I'm the five Northeastern families, and I have Scale-headed guys. You four of you want to join forces to bully people? Tell you, are you blind? Do you know if you know if you want to be blind!"

"Okay, I can't afford to offend me, but I can't afford to hide." Mr. Huang was disappointed and stopped talking.

"Sister Liu, please calm down. Huang Lao Er didn't mean that. Who dares to bully you and I am the first one to be unhappy? But why did you say that the shamanism has done so many things this time? We were the same roots and roots thousands of years ago. When will the revenge be revenge?" Grandma Bai came out to smooth things over.

"This time the detention and soul-absorbing of the soul are the children of the old wolf in Dugu family. They are willing to fight and the other are willing to be controlled by us. But if we let it go, can you guarantee that they will not put their ideas on your disciples?" Mr. Hu San said.

"That's it." Mr. Huang echoed.

"And the disciples of the Shamanism are not the same as us. They believe in a god who has never heard of before and have betrayed our teaching that we are born and raised and that all things have spirits."

"Yes, they are so weird that they are so tight. Bai Guirong has been searching for a long time but hasn't found any clues. She only knows that this time, the spirit-detained soul can produce werewolfs. We are so tight, I think their counterattack is coming soon." Grandma Bai said. The Bai Guirong she mentioned was naturally the name of the old lady of the Bai family.

With the blessing of the patriarchs of the five major clans, and the strong help of the five great immortals, the Pioneer Camp's offensive to fight against the shamanism was unstoppable. Overnight, shamans in six counties or county-level cities and hundreds of townships died overnight, disappeared out of thin air, or were abolished from scratch and became ordinary people, or fought with the disciples of the Desert Immortal in public and were defeated in shame and committed suicide. The entire Pioneer Camp was immersed in the joy of victory. As the commander of the Pioneer Camp, Huang Keqin also felt that the Shaman disciples were vulnerable and proudly arranged the attack plans of the following six counties and cities. If these six counties and cities can also be successfully won, then the remaining six counties and cities will be captured, and the entire sphere of influence of the Shamanism will be limited to the grassland and primeval forest, and this is only the result of three days of combat.

But reality always goes against my wishes. From the next day, the news of victory was reduced by half. After asking carefully, I realized that people from many places had already found that they had gone empty when they arrived. After asking around, the residents around were also surprised. They were still sitting here on the hall the day before, and they packed up their things that night, without even leaving a word. It seemed that the other party had reacted and began to shrink their power and gathered their strength.

On the third day, all the teams found nothing, and the retreat speed and degree of the Shaman disciples exceeded Huang Keqin's expectations. On the fourth day, all the Pioneer Battalion teams gathered to the last county-level city, namely Harembell, Haorante Province, and knew that there was a huge shaman stronghold here, just a single-family villa in the center of the city. Everyone came to the gate of the stronghold, and the building was empty, with only a piece of paper on the door with a line of words on it.
Chapter completed!