Han Lang finally got the opportunity to land on Planet 13. He did not need to force a break, but took a starship to enter the witch clan holy land with the founding master Wu Dengfeng.

After getting off the warship, Wu Dengfeng was also curious because it was said that this was the first time that humans had come to the holy land of the witch clan.

Looking around, it was deserted, and Planet No. 13 seemed to have never been developed. It is rumored that the altars, ancestral tombs, and witch monuments of the rumor clan were all located.

In short, Wu Dengfeng and Han Lang were placed in a mountain forest, with only a bluestone path leading to the deep of the gloomy and terrifying jungle, where all the fields were filled with the roar of wild beasts and the buzzing of insects.

"What the hell is this? Where is your Fantasy Sea King?" Wu Dengfeng asked a little dissatisfied. Han Lang was mixed in his squad and didn't say anything.

"Please follow me."

Nanduo led the way in front and brought Han Lang and the others into the jungle. There were many mosquitoes in the jungle, which made Wu Dengfeng more and more irritable. The founder was not an explorer. He did not like such an environment in "No" and "Wrong".

Not long after walking, I saw a cliff with hanging stone steps on the cliff leading to a cave in the middle of the cliff.

Nando said: "Master, please let your people stay here for camping. Going further forward will be the restricted area."

Wu Dengfeng gave him a blank look and said, "Without these assistants, how can I work?"

Nando said: "Master, the Phantom Sea King is waiting for you. When you arrive at the holy land, the king will naturally explain to you."

Wu Dengfeng was helpless and had to instruct his men to camp under the cliff, followed Nanduo up the steep hanging stone steps and entered the interior of the mountain.

Some witch warriors quietly walked out of the woods, which were holy places and forbidden areas. The camp could only be built with the most original materials. They cut down branches, built simple and effective wooden sheds, dug a hole in the soil, built a bonfire brazier with stones, set up a pottery jar, and stewed some broth.

This is how the ancestors of the witch clan camped and lived. In the holy land, everything must follow the teachings of their ancestors.

Han Lang disagreed with the harsh environment, but Wu Dengfeng's apprentices and subordinates were in a miserable state. Without a sofa or a bed, he slept in the wet pile of leaves, drank unpalatable broth, and ate a big cake made of shrub seeds. This primitive life made Wu Dengfeng's subordinates complain.

When it was sunset, Wu Dengfeng finally returned to the camp, without saying a word, sitting in front of the bonfire with thoughtful thoughts.

Han Lang thought about it, approached Wu Dengfeng and asked, "Master. When will we go to mine the mining veins?"

Wu Dengfeng looked at Han Lang and breathed a sigh of relief, "Things are a bit tricky. I originally planned to use metal to let the Vision Sea King take the initiative to mine the ore veins when I was building weapons for the Vision Sea King."

"Now all the ideas have failed. It turns out that what the Fantasy Sea King wants is not a weapon."

"What is that?" Han Lang asked curiously.

Wu Dengfeng opened his mouth slightly, looked around vigilantly, and then closed his mouth again.

"I'm so tired today. Let's talk about anything tomorrow. We're afraid we can't leave for a while."

Seeing Wu Dengfeng say this, Han Lang no longer had anything to say. He returned to his wooden house, pillowed with leaves, closed his eyes to rest.

Just after midnight, Wu Dengfeng's disciples in the camp fell asleep early due to fatigue. The whole camp was silent, but Han Lang suddenly opened his eyes at this time.

"Dark system, pupil technique!"

Swish ~

Han Lang's pupil technique was observing around in the quiet night, and he could see clearly the witch warriors hiding around.

These guys are also a group of good players. On such a quiet and cold night, they hid in the swamp, on the branches of trees and in the grass, enduring the bites of mosquitoes, without saying a word, staring at every move in the camp.

What's strange is that Wu Dengfeng hasn't even slept yet.

Through his pupil technique, Han Lang could clearly see that he was sitting by the bonfire, holding a piece of branch, and constantly drawing something on the ground.

"No, it's still not possible."

"This is really embarrassing. How could the Fantasy Sea King want such a thing?"

While painting, Wu Dengfeng was also muttering to himself. It seemed that Wu Dengfeng had not created the things that Fantasy Sea wanted, so he was so worried.

After a while, Wu Dengfeng finally couldn't stand it and went to bed, while Han Lang quietly retreated from the tent.

Han Lang has two unique skills for this kind of surveillance situation.

One is the pupil technique, which allows Han Lang to understand the location of the secret whistle.

One is the annihilation method. The unconventional extreme method can allow Han Lang to move out quietly in an extremely strange but very effective posture without attracting anyone's attention.

Besides, Han Lang is now the cultivation level of a high-level quasi-god god of war, and his strength has long been among the top experts. How could those secret guards of the witch clan stare at Han Lang with a higher level than them?

It was not long since Han Lang left the wizards surrounded by the witch clan and was in the real jungle. On the left was the towering cliff.

Swish ~

Han Lang grabbed the rock wall like a lizard and began to climb, hoping to use the power of pupil technique to investigate at a high place and figure out where he was.

Soon, Han Lang reached the top of the cliff.

It turned out that the camping place was a mountain, a mountain neatly flattened from the middle.

On the mountain is a vast and flat ground, with countless tombstones erected, and a high altar in the center.

"The grave, the altar, it seems that this is the holy land of the witch clan." Han Lang thought to himself.

He lay on the edge and looked at the horizon in the distance.

"Dark system, pupil technique!"

Swish ~

The pupil technique was activated again, and Han Lang saw the scene in the jungle farther away. Suddenly, Han Lang was stunned because he found that in his sight, things with black light were falling down from a very high altitude like parachutes.

"Dark Apostle!" Han Lang's eyes immediately revealed their fierce light.

Han Lang had a deep hatred for the Dark Apostle. He thought that the expedition team was the only one who came back alive. Bai Wan'er died in battle, Ma Jingkong died in battle, and the Lessellil brothers, plus the Hellhound Arthur, were all in life and death. Of course, this account has to be settled!

But Han Lang quickly withdrew his angry gaze, because this was the territory of the Witch Clan. If Han Lang rushed forward and fought to the death with these ubiquitous apostles, it would not be a good thing. The best way is to let the Witch Clan deal with these damn guys.

Obviously, the Dark Apostle used a very advanced stealth technology this time. After approaching from the stealth spacecraft, it projected a landing cabin like a hot air balloon. This landing cabin carried the apostles and slowly floated down from low-Earth orbit, and the warriors of the Witch Clan had no way to discover it.

"It's a pity that I discovered you." Han Lang said with a sneer.

I saw his finger gently wiping the moon mark and letting out the little thing Silver Fox.

Speaking of which, the invisible space tool Yuezhihen really helped Han Lang a lot. Before entering Planet 13, everyone was taken away from the space ring, but Han Lang was not affected by the invisible necklace.

All those taken away were Han Lang's spare space rings, and they were loaded with only some unimportant supplies. Han Lang's weapons, Han Lang's sinister gadgets, and Han Lang's Gene Beast Legion all landed successfully with Han Lang.

Han Lang counted and sneered: "There are sixteen landing cabins, which means that there are sixteen apostles coming this time. Their ambitions must be quite large. Silver Fox, you know what to do."

The silver fox patted Han Lang's chest and then quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Time was not long, and I heard the sound of the silver fox deliberately coming from the jungle in the distance. The boy was really cunning. He grabbed a ferocious star-light white rhino and beat the fat guy with violence to scream. Then he used his claws to control the direction of the white rhino's movement, just at the line where the dark apostles landed.

Swish ~

The witch warriors in the jungle were indeed alarmed and divided into three people to see what happened.

Han Lang saw it very clearly using the dark eye technique. Sometimes, the little thing Silver Fox is bad, and even the owner Han Lang is inferior to him.

Han Lang and the Silver Fox have telepathy. Although the Silver Fox cannot see where the invisible apostles are, Han Lang can see clearly. One person and one squirrel cooperate with each other. Although it cannot immediately expose all the dark apostles, there is always no problem in disrupting their plans.

The silver fox hid in the ears of the white star-light rhino and controlled the big guy to hit the place where the landing cabin was. Before the dark apostle in the landing cabin could even take it back, the white rhino was hit like a hammer and made a loud noise.

Boom ~

Although the white rhino used his powerful strength to smash the landing cabin, he died on the spot because of his great power.

At that time, the witch warrior who had trained quickly discovered the place where the white rhino died. One had never seen it. After a specially designed landing cabin, it was slowly unsealed. It was so surprised that it was simply unattractive, and it emitted a unique alarm sound from the witch.

Seeing all this, Han Lang raised a sneer on his lips. As long as the witch warriors could find a landing cabin, they could find a second one. A war between the Dark Apostle and the witch tribe was probably inevitable.

Suddenly ~

Just when Han Lang was proud, the change broke out again!

The dense jungle in the distance suddenly disappeared, revealing a grassland!

This drastic terrain change unexpectedly made Han Lang unexpected.

"It's an illusion!" Han Lang said in shock. (To be continued.)

Chapter 278 Sixteen Apostles Arrived:
Chapter completed!