Leaving the breakthrough place and on the way back to Pu Han, Zhu Ronglong and several witch emperors respected Ji Hao to the extreme.
Originally, they were just polite to Ji Hao, because Zhu Rong's family gave them to Ji Hao as wings, because of Zhu Rong's order, so they were polite to Ji Hao, although they were also willing to obey Ji Hao's orders, it was all because of Zhu Rong's family, and because the barbarian was destined to marry Ji Hao in the future.
But the four great Witch Emperors joined forces, and they were blown away by Ji Hao, a young man who had just broken through to the Witch King Realm, and even the top Sect Masters of the Zhurong God Clan on their bodies spent thousands of years of hard work, and the divine armor that had been tempered in the flames of the center of the earth was torn apart with one punch, which made them completely convinced.
Just broke through the Witch King has such strength, and when Ji Hao breaks through to become the Witch Emperor in the future, won't he be able to carry the Witch God So Zhu Ronglong's attitude towards Ji Hao has undergone a subversive change, the original politeness has become respect and obedience from the heart, when they follow Ji Hao, they seem to have followed Zhu Rong's side before, every move is cautious, and every action is full of caution.
In this regard, Ji Hao felt a little surprised, and at the same time, he suddenly felt that if he went back to Yaoshan City, he had to beat up the four Candle Longyan brothers Returning to Pusaka and living in Qiongxue Palace, Ji Hao was exposed to the sun every day, silently absorbing the power of the sun and stars to refine himself, and the mana and strength of the Dao were growing at an astonishing rate.
The sun and stars shine on the Zhou sky, the light is full of light, the star power is strong and mellow, and none of the stars in the Zhou sky can be compared with the sun star.
The other Witch Kings cultivated by working hard every night to continuously refine the star power of the Natal Witch Star from the star power of hundreds of millions of stars, refining it and purifying it before integrating it into themselves.
But Ji Hao is suspended above the clouds every day, and when the sun is at its brightest at noon, he absorbs the power of the sun for an hour, and the results are comparable to the hard work of ordinary witch kings for months.
The sun star power at noon is the purest, purest, most intense, and most mellow time, without the slightest impurity, and it does not need to be refined by Ji Hao at all.
Directly integrate it into the natal star power, and the strength will increase by leaps and bounds.
What made Ji Hao even more suspicious was that the nine clusters of colorful divine flames in his lower abdomen had now faintly fused into one.
In the multicolored flames, it seems that something is slowly awakening.
Every day, this thing will devour a trace of Ji Hao's essence and blood.
So Ji Hao and him gradually developed a subtle connection.
What made Ji Hao suspicious was that now he was taking a large amount of flesh and blood of fierce birds and beasts every day, and even swallowed a large number of rare elixirs, which were devoured by the mysterious objects in the colorful divine flames, and then fed back to Ji Hao.
It's actually a pure and blazing sun essence fire This mysterious thing can actually turn acquired mortal things into the power of the innate sun, this is the power of creation to reverse the world, Ji Hao is faintly a little uneasy, what grade of treasure does this have, only to have such an effect against the sky He asked about the phantom of the soul space, but the phantom didn't respond to him a word.
Helpless, Ji Hao could only keep the secret, absorb the power of the sun and stars every day, and silently lay a solid foundation.
Silently improve the strength.
After a few days of concentrating on recuperation in Qiongxue Palace, a melodious bell rang from the direction of the Emperor's political hall, and the continuous bell rang throughout Pu Han, and the huge Pu Han suddenly became commotion, and the honor guard of the brigade continued to come out from the palace pavilions and garden houses everywhere.
Ji Hao sat on the chariot presented by the Zhurong clan, twelve fire Jiao pulled the cart, and hundreds of personal guards under the command of the eight Wu Emperors accompanied him, and the team slowed down and walked in the direction of the main hall.
Ji Xia and a group of clansmen from the Golden Crow tribe were also mixed in the queue, looking left and right curiously.
Along the way, you can see countless honor guards with bright armor like a tide.
They all marched to the main hall of the council.
Uncles from all the tribes of the Middle Continent got off the bus outside the main entrance of the main hall, laughing and greeting each other.
Today is not only the first day of the 10-year Hajj, but also the last day of the year.
Acquaintances wished each other the New Year, and the square in front of the main hall was crowded with people, and there was a lot of noisy words everywhere.
In the crowd, Ji Xia's voice was the loudest, and he stood with a few friends and uncles, showing off triumphantly: "My family Ji Hao."
Now it's the Witch King.
Such a young witch king, among our young people in the Southern Wilderness, he is the first. ” Countless uncles around looked at Ji Hao curiously.
Sure enough, Ji Hao's breath became extraordinarily thick and powerful, far more powerful than when I saw him a few days ago, and his figure also grew more than two inches taller, and he naturally had a trace of fierce momentum when he walked.
After the refinement of the sun's essence fire, the golden crow flame robe has turned into pure gold, and the fierce golden robe is worn on Ji Hao's body, emitting a faint golden light in the dim light of the snowy day, and it is also the most eye-catching one among the many uncles.
The witch king, who was less than twenty years old, silently chanted Ji Hao's name in their hearts for a while.
For large clans like the Lieshan clan and the Huaxu clan, it is not uncommon for witch kings to be less than twenty years old, and there are often witch emperors in their thirties, but they are all piled up with resources.
And Ji Hao's situation is clear to everyone, he was born in a small tribe like the Golden Crow, and when he came to Pusaka, he was just a small witch, and it was only a few years, and he completely relied on his own strength to break through the Witch King Realm This talent and strength may be even better than those emperor-level geniuses of the top big clans.
The crowd suddenly separated left and right, and Gonggong Wuwu played with a flute made of black bamboo, and walked over to Ji Hao with a smile.
Wu Zhiqi and several other men in black robes followed behind Gonggong Wuwu, staring at Ji Hao up and down with blazing eyes.
"Congratulations to Uncle Yao, Uncle Yao, you have successfully broken through to become a witch king" Gonggong walked in front of Ji Hao without worry, and said with a flirtatious smile: "I don't know, which one of Yao Bo's natal witch stars is Yao Bo was born in the Southern Wilderness, and the natal witch star he chooses must be a fire star, a fire rat star, a fire finch star or a fire snake star."
The few fire stars mentioned by Gonggong Wuwu are recorded by the human race, and the weakest of the fire stars in the void with names and surnames can be known just by looking at the names given to them by the human race.
Ji Hao put his hands behind his back, looked at the co-workers with a smile, and said slowly: "You are my son" Gonggong's worry-free face suddenly stiffened, and he pointed at Ji Hao and shouted: "Uncle Yao Ji Hao, you dare to insult me" Ji Hao looked at Gonggong Worry-free coldly, and said coldly: "Since it's not my son, which one of my natal witch stars is your business" The surroundings were silent, and Ji Hao was so fierce and co-worker-free, it seemed that the two of them were really immortal Crisp applause came, and Zhu Rong Tianming walked over with a large group of followers separated from the crowd.
With a malicious smile, Zhu Rong Tianming chuckled: "Uncle Yao, who knows, maybe he is really your son" The surrounding Bohou was shocked, the fire god of the Southern Wilderness, the god of water in the Northern Wilderness, the two great gods are hard to carry the unfinished to be continued.
S: It's just three chapters today, it's the New Year, I can't lift my spirits, and I have a lot of things at home, and I'm depressed: