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"Young Master, change your clothes." Yingying took a delicate robe and put it on Han Xu.

Qing'er usually does these trivial matters. Han Xu smiled happily. He found that since yesterday, Yingying's attitude towards him had made a 180-degree turn.

It seems that I have become much closer and more gentle.

Qing'er stood by the windowsill and smiled happily.

After some dressing up, Han Xu took Qing'er and Yingying to set off, and Wei Kuang had already been waiting outside.

Han Xu glanced at Wei Kuang, who was dressed in sloppy clothes, and expressed his dislike for him with his eyes.

Wei Kuang looked at Han Xu, then looked at himself, and then looked at Qing'er and Yingying behind Han Xu, thinking that they were both sons of the king of a different surname, so why is the gap so big?

"Single dog, stay away from me." Han Xu joked, and made a contemptuous expression, causing tons of damage to Wei Kuang's heart.

"Han Xu, you have to be more attentive today. I heard that several masters have come, but it seems that they are still coming for you."

"It's okay, isn't this you? You decide on your territory, and you are here, what am I afraid of?"

"That's true." Wei Kuang clenched his fists, feeling very helpful for Han Xu's obvious sarcasm, because in his opinion, Han Xu finally understood his position in the southern border.

On the top of the mountain, there is a huge altar, which is carved with mysterious and complex totems, releasing the power of ancient times.

There are eight stone pillars around the altar, according to the Bagua direction, and the flames burn at the top of the stone pillars. I don’t know what fuel it is. The wind cannot be blown away and the rain cannot be extinguished.

As soon as Han Xu arrived, he found several spiritual consciousnesses falling on him.

He walked to Changde and said, "Three offerings."

"You are really hiding it." Chang Dedao, not sure if he was mocking Han Xu.

Along the way, he, an extraordinary master, failed to see through Han Xu's strength. Even he himself felt incredible.

"I didn't expect that the two masters were also interested in this." Han Xu turned around and said to Ku Hui and Ku Zhi.

"Good, good, I just wanted to find someone, but I didn't expect that Donald Han was here too." Ku Hui said.

But Kuzhi said, "Han Shu, I think that your murder is too serious."

"Master Kuzhi is too much in charge." Han Xu said coldly.

"Monks are compassionate, but I really don't want to see innocent lives ruined by donor Zheng."

"It's ridiculous. I, Han Xu, acted with a clear conscience. If anyone didn't offend me, I wouldn't offend me. If they didn't want to kill me, how could they die at my hands?"

"This is a fallacy for the donor."

"What do the master thinks?"

"Of course, it is to save the donor." Kuzhi opened his eyes wide and looked at Han Xu. In Han Xu's mind, a Vajra Dharma image of subduing demons and eliminating demons appeared.

At this time, a majestic aura dropped.

"The King of Wei is here!"

The King of Wei appeared on the other side of the altar wearing a Vermillion Bird armor, but in the blink of an eye, he came to Han Xu to block Kuzhi's gaze.

"The monk named Ku in the Hangkong Temple only knows how to make things difficult for the younger generation?" The King of Wei said like a loud bell.

"I am a monk, and I have met His Highness the King of Wei."

"Han Xu is my nephew of Wei Zhan. If anyone dares to bully him, he will be unable to get along with me."

The King of Wei's voice came to everyone's ears very clearly, which surprised everyone. When did Han Xu and King of Wei get so close?

"Amitabha!" Kuzhi retreated to Kuhui and had nothing.

With the protection of King Wei, how can he still deal with Han Xu?

As one of the four kings of different surnames, the reputation of King Wei was forged with the blood of countless powerful men. Kuzhi asked himself that he was not sure of getting the benefits in his hands.

What's more, this is the southern border, and it is the base camp of the King of Wei.

"Uncle Wei, you are here too."

"It's rare to see the Witch God Cult in a century, so I naturally have to come and take a look, let's go and sit."

"Uncle Wei, I'll go there." Han Xu finished bowing to the King of Wei and walked towards the other side.

"General Yan, can you have a good journey?" Han Xu came to Yan Si and said to him.

Yan Si came alone, and the rest of the people he brought were arranged at the foot of the mountain.

Yan Si's eyes at Han Xu were a little complicated. He thought Han Xu was just a playboy, but along the way, he also heard about what happened to Han Xu on the way. Only then did he realize that his tiny little strength was not enough in front of Han Xu.

"General Han, Yan Si has seen you before."

"General Yan doesn't have to do this. I'm just lucky." Han Xu said, "Today we will watch it here and report to His Majesty when we go back."

"Okay!" Yan Si still didn't know what the purpose of coming to the southern border was. He had also inquired about many things about the Witch God Sect on the way. He probably guessed that the Martial Emperor was a little disliked by the Witch God Sect, so he sent the Knight Camp to explore the situation first.

The Holy Son, Tang Yan, and Ling Ran also arrived one after another. The Holy Son directly met with the Maned Dog and stood with the two monks from the Hanging Temple.

Of course, there were elders from the Tang Sect coming, but it was not Tang Liang, but another skinny old man. There was no place in his body that could make people feel threatened, but Han Xu found that he was just standing there and had an impeccable illusion.

This person must be a top killer and must be one of the Tang Sect Yan Luo.

An old woman came from Baituo Mountain, holding a snake-headed stick. Her skin on her face was bumpy and looked a little disgusting.

Apart from that, there is no one else on the top of the mountain.

Although this time it attracted the attention of many forces and countless believers from the southern border came to pilgrimage, not everyone is qualified to stand by the altar to watch.

The rest were all arranged outside the formation at the foot of the mountain, but the Witch God Sect specially used the technique of passing shadows, and even at the foot of the mountain, you could see the scene of calculation.

"Dong!Dong!Dong!"

After nine bells rang, the high priest walked towards the altar accompanied by Yang Xiu. His trembling appearance looked like an old man who was about to die.

He looked at everyone present, especially King Wei, and then said, "You are here from afar. I hope you can forgive me if you are not well received by the Witch God Cult."

"You are kind to the High Priest. Now I can tell you why you decided to open the altar." The old woman on Baituoshan was talking about.

Others also looked at the high priest. Obviously, everyone was curious about this issue. It was calculated that it would cost a huge price, but through calculation, the results obtained were indeed 100% accurate and could not be wrong.

Before this, the Witch God Sect had never disclosed to the outside world the reason for calculating, so there were various rumors in the world.

"At this point, there is nothing to hide from you." said the high priest. "I decided to make a calculation because a few days ago, through the great prophecy, I saw that the fortune of the Dawu Dynasty had changed. A person who responded to the disaster would appear, bringing endless wars and disasters to the Dawu Dynasty."

"I have limited abilities and can't see who this person who responds to the disaster is, so I want to use calculations to find him, so I try my best to avoid the disaster and prevent the people from falling into dire straits."
Chapter completed!