"Hao" Qingying was frightened by Ji Hao's abrupt actions.
Thousands of warriors of rival tribes lay beneath the cliffs, miles wide across poisonous thorn bushes.
In the dense forests on the other side of the river, there are more and more powerful enemies on the lookout.
Ji Hao was alone and suddenly rushed into the enemy array, which was undoubtedly a death Cold sweat soaked all over the body, and a large cyan wind erupted behind the green shadow, and a pair of Dapeng wings were faintly visible in the green wind.
The figure shook slightly, and a large area of cyan wind patterns spread around the body, and dozens of afterimages could be faintly seen looming around the green shadow.
Qingying was about to rush out and grab Ji Hao back, when the fat bear lying motionless on the ground suddenly raised a bear paw.
The unlucky Qingying didn't pay attention to his feet, he tripped on the fat bear's paws, and slapped it firmly to the ground.
Qingying used his bloodline magic power to rush out, and the momentum was amazingly strong, and this time he fell to the ground, and the impact was terrifying.
The warriors of the Qingyi Department are not known for their physical strength and strength, and this face down is slapped on the ground, and Qingying fell straight to the point that his limbs and bones almost fell apart, and the ground was knocked out of a human-shaped pit by him, and there was a pool of blood in the pit, which was dazzling, and this was the nosebleed that Qingying knocked out.
"Damn, fat bear, I'm going to roast your bear paws" Qingying fell so that he had no strength to speak, twitched and easily raised his head, gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice towards the fat bear: "Hao is in danger" The fat bear blinked his little eyes and looked at Qingying like an idiot.
Qingying looked at the complicated look in the fat bear's small eyes, and suddenly the spirit shivered: "I'm like a fool" The fat bear grinned, yawned, and poked his head in, licking his long, fat tongue hard at Qingying's face.
Qingying's face was gloomy, and he squinted at the old dryad standing motionless among the poisonous thorns.
"Well, I almost forgot, where are the mountain spirits and water monsters that this kid recruited along the way?"
The blood shadow flickered in front of Ji Hao's eyes, and sharp chirps kept echoing in his head.
The voice kept calling his name, and with each call, an inexplicable force directly attacked his soul, as if countless knives were about to tear his soul to shreds.
In the Divine Soul Space, the vast white qi tumbled and gradually condensed into a disc.
The phantom sat on the disc, overlooking Ji Hao's purple Zifu Yuan Dan, and muttered angrily: "Little guy, what are you doing, well, someone is using the spell of soul summoning and curse, your soul power has formed the Zifu Yuan Dan, it won't be controlled so easily."
Ji Hao separated a trace of divine thought, and laughed a few times at the phantom.
The phantom clasped his hands in front of his chest and shook his head gently: "The little guy is bold enough, well, this close-fitting soft armor on your body" A large area of fire erupted from Ji Hao's back, the flames condensed into wings, and he brought up a large afterimage, quickly passing over the enemy who rushed towards him to capture him.
Countless warriors shouted loudly and hugged him with open hands, but Ji Hao was like an oiled loach, and these slow-moving warriors couldn't touch his side at all.
"A friend named Ah Bao sent it to me" Ji Hao turned into a long flame and swept past the station of the Fire Leopard Department, swept past the apricot, avoided the interception of the Red Horn and other soldiers of the Fierce Ghost Department, and rushed into the dense forest briskly: "I asked Abba to try it, this set of soft armor is very strong." ” "Sturdy," the phantom muttered with a hint of smuggling, "The soft armor is strong, but it is not as strong and reliable as itself."
Like me, I've never worn any armor. ” Red Horn waved his heavy stakes, his steps rumbling in hot pursuit.
He roared loudly behind Ji Hao, the stake danced like a tornado, countless plants and trees were torn apart by the strong wind brought by the stakes, and countless large and small pieces of wood roared towards Ji Hao, and they all crashed into the wings of the streamer and were burned to ashes.
Ji Hao ignored the red horn behind him, his face tightened, his eyes were blank and he put on a look of involuntary spirit, and he rushed towards the depths of the dense forest at an extremely fast speed.
While skimming through the dense woods extremely quickly, Ji Hao asked the phantom curiously: "Speaking of this, you have never used any armor, this is really remarkable, but you can refine armor or other witch weapons, witch treasures, and Ah Bao's refining techniques are very skillful, I am a little envious." ” Without waiting for the phantom to speak, Ji Hao said: "I used the Nine-Character Mantra Dan Sutra to exchange the secret of mending the heavens without leakage, and I don't take advantage of you, I have other cultivation methods here, you see if there is a suitable refining technique, let's exchange it again, even if you don't look down on these cultivation methods, I don't care if the grade of the refining technique is lower, anyway, I won't not."
There was silence for a long time, until Ji Hao came to the glade where the soul summoning altar was arranged, and the phantom said slowly: "The way of refining the weapon is Xiaoshuer, it's not worth mentioning that I can punch it with my hand, any armor can be broken, what does the refining weapon do?"
Ji Hao was stunned, standing still at the edge of the glade, and he asked with a little surprise: "You, no" The phantom continued to be silent, his hands clasped to his chest, and the disc under his body quickly disintegrated, turning into a trace of white mist and merging into the soul space.
Then silently, the phantom disappeared without a trace, and as usual, Ji Hao couldn't find out where he was hiding.
Ji Hao On the altar, the twisted faces screamed hoarsely.
Ji Hao's body twitched violently very cooperatively, like a walking corpse, wrapped in a faint firelight, and walked towards the altar step by step.
The thin old man standing in front of the altar smiled, knocked lightly on the altar with a black bone stick, and turned to look at Jiang Yuan: "Respected witch priest, this kid has completely controlled his soul by me, and he is already my puppet, you promised us the benefits of the dragon department, you see" With a bang, an ancient tree hugged by more than a dozen people was smashed by Chijiao's stick, and the wind blew countless sawdust across the glade, Chijiao rushed in panting, pointing at Ji Hao and shouting: "Black hey, don't you want to monopolize the benefits promised to us by Lord Wujiao, we will never let go" Stomping his feet hard, Chijiao looked at Jiang Yuan and shouted: "Woman, don't forget, even if you catch this kid, after his Abba is found, you still need our help to capture his Abba alive." ” Jiang Yuan glanced at the speechless Chijiao in disgust, held her head high arrogantly, slowly walked in front of Ji Hao, stretched out her hand to support Ji Hao's chin, and said impatiently: "Okay, okay, you fools I promised you, naturally I won't owe you anything at all." ” Fingers pinched Ji Hao's face hard, Jiang Yuan gritted her teeth and sneered: "Ji Hao, you damn dog-cub" Ji Hao's muddy eyes suddenly regained consciousness, and a golden red fire erupted from his eyes.
With a sword roar, Ji Hao pulled out the sword snatched from the hands of the Great Witch of the Black Water Snake Sect, and stabbed straight into Jiang Yuan's heart.
With a flick of his wrist, the sharp long sword stirred fiercely in Jiang Yuan's heart, and Ji Hao scolded in disgust: "Jiang Yuan, you cheap-woman will not kill you endlessly, you have been pestering my family, haven't you?"
Jiang Yuan looked at Ji Hao like a ghost.
The old witch priest in front of the altar screamed in fright.
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