After converging the warriors of the Qingyi Division, the speed of the team's progress increased considerably.
The warriors of the Qingyi tribe are extremely talented, and they are like fish in water in the jungle, and the most wild primeval jungle is a thoroughfare for them.
The witch priests of the Qingyi Department are better at communicating with the most common ghosts and ghosts in the jungle, mountain spirits and water monsters, and at the same time they are good at dissolving all kinds of miasma and toxins, which is even more effective in the jungle.
The two hundred warriors brought by Qingying were all elites of the Qingyi Tribe, and with them exploring the way forward, the team never encountered any trouble again.
With a long roar, the green shadow hung on a long vine, and quickly crossed the line in an arc, and a few ups and downs flew to a large tree a few miles ahead.
He delicately grabbed a few eggs from a bird's nest, cracked them, and poured the egg mixture into his mouth and swallowed them.
Rubbing his mouth with satisfaction, Qingying rushed back as lightly as an ape, and landed silently beside Ji Hao with a few volleys.
Throwing the two bird eggs in Ji Hao's arms, Qingying slapped Ji Hao's shoulder hard.
"Hey, Hao, don't be so lifeless, you don't look like a young man at all when you sit here all day, how can you walk around and play with your uncle like those elders in the tribe Hey, look at that nest of iron-billed parrots" Qingying suddenly shouted excitedly, and pointed hard at a towering ancient tree several miles away.
Ji Hao just turned his head to look over, and Qingying had already pulled out his longbow and shot out with an arrow.
With a sharp swish, a faint cyan wind shadow flashed behind the green shadow, and a pair of cyan wings could be faintly seen vibrating rapidly in the wind shadow.
The long arrow shot was wrapped in a thin cyan wind, and it shot several miles away in an instant.
At the top of the tall ancient tree, next to a huge bird's nest, a dozen iron-billed parrots with gorgeous plumage were circling and flying, constantly making crisp and pleasant chirps.
The long arrow shot fiercely, and the magic skill drew a perfect arc around the bird's nest, and more than a dozen iron-billed parrots screamed in unison, and were shot down by this arrow at the same time.
"Good arrow" Ji Hao was dumbfounded, his eyesight was not bad, and he clearly saw that all the iron-billed parrots were passed through the eyes by arrows, and the feathers on their bodies were not damaged in any way, and they fell from the air with a brush.
"Of course it's a good arrow" Qingying jumped up triumphantly in the air, and after a few rolls, he landed on a big tree a hundred zhang away, bringing up a large afterimage and swept towards the place where the iron-billed parrot fell: "Hao, your uncle and I are the first beautiful man in the Qingyi Department, the first archer, and the youngest great witch in the history of the Qingyi Department."
Boasting to himself, Qingying quickly rushed to the foot of the ancient tree and picked up the downed iron-billed parrot.
But soon, Qingying fled back crying, and behind him was densely packed with a large area of black-faced ghost-faced poisonous bees that were frantically chasing and killing.
"Help, Xia, big brother, brother-in-law, help me, damn ghost-faced poisonous bees, I hate to death this unruly bee that builds nests in the grass" Qingying hugged his head and cried loudly.
The ghost-faced poisonous bee is not very poisonous, but the wound after being stung is so itchy that you are forced to scratch constantly, and sometimes you will scratch your own flesh piece by piece.
Ji Xia greeted him with a smile and a smile, grabbed the green shadow and threw it into the team, opening his mouth and spewing out a mouthful of fire.
Tens of thousands of ghost-faced poisonous bees burned at the same time, and they were burned into large clouds of ashes in the blink of an eye.
The frightened Qingying sat next to Ji Hao, scolding and complaining: "It's really unlucky, how could you come across these damn things" Ji Hao looked at Qingying and couldn't help but smile and said, "Uncle, you are still the youngest witch in the Qingyi Department, how can you be scared like this by a group of poisonous bees?"
Qingying's face was not red, his heart was not beating, he raised his head, looked at the sky and said in a red sun: "Of course, I am the youngest great witch in the history of the Qingyi Clan, but I haven't opened up the witch's cave yet.
But it's only one step away, I'm already at the peak of the Little Witch Realm, okay?"
The unashamed and impatient Qingying brought a touch of color to the serious team, and he jumped around like a monkey all day long, causing all kinds of small troubles that made people cry and laugh.
Day after day, the team shuttled through the jungle, and with Qingying, a guy with amazing archery skills but restlessness, Ji Hao couldn't miss fresh prey every day.
Qingying sometimes has itchy hands at all, and when he sees the right prey, he shoots it with an arrow, and Ji Hao just cultivates to make up for the sky without leaking the trick, no matter how much prey you come, he can easily swallow it.
The perfect cooperation between the two made Ji Hao's body become stronger and stronger under the nourishment of the secret of mending the sky, the qi and blood in his body became more and more abundant, and the washing and refining of the blood veins became more and more intense.
Ji Hao's body has been transformed by dragon blood, and his physical potential is directly catching up with the pure dragon clan, which is far from being comparable to the body of the human race.
Constantly devouring countless prey, Ji Hao's physical strength has long exceeded the limit that a warrior in the Witch Realm should have, but under Ji Hao's own intentional control, he has been forcibly not breaking through the cultivation, and forcibly suppressed the cultivation at the level of the eleventh layer of the Witch Realm.
On this day, it had been fifty days since the departure from Jinwuling, and suddenly a few soldiers from the Qingyi tribe in front of them quickly stepped on the treetops and rushed back.
"Brother Ji Xia, Brother Shadow, fifty miles ahead is Cold Creek Valley" The green shadow, who was sitting impatiently on the tusks of the head elephant and plucking the bowstring, cheered with a series of cyan afterimages from his body, and ran away without a trace after a few ups and downs.
Ji Xia and Qingfu also stood up from the elephant's back and looked towards the mountains and forests in front of them.
It's only fifty miles, and at the speed of a four-toothed mammoth, it can arrive in an hour at most.
Ji Hao also stood up and looked ahead, Lengxi Valley, where Ji Shu specially sent their whole family over, no matter how many difficulties and dangers await them here, Ji Hao also wants to make Ji Shu regret them and let them taste the consequences.
Taking a deep breath, Ji Hao turned his head and smiled at Qingfu, and was about to say something, when suddenly a red light erupted between his chest and abdomen, and a large amount of hot gas gushed out from Ji Hao's internal organs, like a volcanic eruption, the violent heat flow frantically washed the meridians, muscles and bones of the limbs, Ji Hao opened his mouth and spewed out a burning hot blood, and reached out blankly to grab a handful of Qingfu, and fell down as soon as it was dark in front of him.
The animal skin soft armor on Ji Hao's body was burned clean by the high temperature, revealing his thin and straight body.
On the smooth and delicate skin, dozens of twisted blood-colored runes could be faintly seen beating rapidly, and then one rune after another was constantly disintegrating and dissipating.
Qingfu and Ji Xia exclaimed at the same time: "The seal under the cloth of the Ji Kui Witch Sacrifice has collapsed, doesn't the Ji Kui Witch Sacrifice say that Ji Hao must at least have the physical strength of the peak of the Little Witch Realm, and these sealing runes will be gradually lifted?"
Countless illusions flickered in front of Ji Hao's eyes, his ears buzzed, and he could no longer hear any sound from the outside world.
In the soul space, the voice of the phantom rumbled: "Well, the big witch spirit blood, little guy, the pair of men and women you call Abba and Eminem are really good to you, and they are enviable" sjgsf0916: