The strong winds that swirled around the old man seemed to feel the crisis, and the original dozen or so fine winds visible to the naked eye actually increased to more than 100 in just a moment.
The cyan wind was like the thinnest and sharpest steel wire, strangulating Ji Hao's fingers with a very slight, extremely harsh, and very small wind whistle.
If it weren't for Ji Hao, but anyone else on this island, these thin winds would be enough to wring him to pieces.
Ji Hao's palm hovered above the short sword, allowing these small strong winds to strangle up.
The sneering sound was endless, and hundreds of thin lines of wind wrapped around Ji Hao's fingers, making a subtle friction sound.
Ji Hao only felt that his fingers were itchy and crispy, and the power of these strong winds didn't even cut a single hair on his fingers.
The difference in strength is too great Shaking his head, his five fingers were closed, all the strong winds were shattered, Ji Hao grabbed the short sword, and his divine sense forcibly invaded inward, just like a tsunami transiting, and a weak divine thought hidden in the magic circle composed of dozens of crude runes in the short sword was shattered by him with one blow.
The short sword that struggled and jumped slightly suddenly stiffened, and was casually carried into the sleeve by Ji Hao.
The old man who was meditating and cultivating suddenly opened his eyes, he looked at Ji Hao in shock, and before he could shout loudly, a mouthful of green blood spurted out wildly, and then viscous plasma spurted out of his ears, nostrils, and eye sockets at the same time.
Falling into the deepest retreat and cultivation, he was suddenly wiped out a wisp of his divine soul, and was forced to wake up from the mysterious realm, and before the old man could figure out what was going on, his divine soul had been severely damaged.
Ji Hao stretched out his hand and pressed on the top of the old man's head, and a divine sense quickly invaded the old man's body, and in the blink of an eye, he analyzed all the subtle structures in his body clearly.
The old man, or the indigenous race to which he belonged, had exceptionally slender and delicate bones.
Unlike the skeletal structure of the Terrans, the Terrans are a large hollow bone, and the bone marrow is all concentrated in the space in the middle of the bone.
The bones of these natives are complex honeycomb-like structures with tiny holes filled with a dark green paste that resembles bone marrow.
This honeycomb-like structure of the bones.
Their bones are lightweight, but they are also strong enough to be lightweight.
In addition to the light bones, the nerves in the old man's body are extremely developed, and the muscle fibers are also extremely developed, and the number of nerves and muscles in his body is more than ten times more than that of the human race.
And they also have more than a hundred bones than the Terrans, and they have more joints and more precise structures on their bodies.
Complex neural networks, a larger number of muscles, and delicate and sensitive joint structures make it easy to imagine how dexterous these people can be.
"Very interesting," Ji Hao looked at the old man with fear on his face.
He smiled softly, and then a divine sense quickly invaded the old man's brain.
To Ji Hao's surprise, the old man's brain was extremely developed, and his mental fluctuations were extremely strong, this was a natural spell-casting race, and they had an extremely keen connection with the heaven and earth aura in the outside world.
And their souls are not divided into three souls and seven spirits like the human race, but a complete mass like jelly.
In Ji Hao's divine vision, the old man's soul was a lump of dark green jelly the size of a human head, and there were dozens of runes that were as unpredictable as the breeze in the crystal clear jelly, and Ji Hao was faintly aware of it.
These runes are constantly exchanging energy with the aura of heaven and earth in the outside world, and every breath of these runes will have a certain amount of spiritual wood aura integrated into the old man's soul, making his soul grow by such a little.
"It's an interesting cultivation method.
It's a bit crude, but it's worth learning from, and it's interesting and interesting to condense the Dao runes directly in the soul.
It's like using your soul as a material and refining it into some kind of magic weapon?"
Ji Hao carefully observed the old man's soul, the power of divine consciousness hovered around the old man's soul, but he didn't dare to easily invade the depths of his soul.
This old man is the most powerful being on the entire island.
As a rough estimate, this old man's strength should be comparable to that of the peak witch.
But Ji Hao believed that if there was a real head-on fight, the old man would definitely not be the opponent of the peak witch of the human race.
After all, the cultivation system of the human race far surpassed this old man's crude cultivation method.
The strong body of the Terran Great Witch also had an advantage in the battle, if it weren't for the suppression of this world, a Terran Peak Great Witch would probably be able to easily kill a dozen or so natives with the same strength as the old man.
Thinking about this, Ji Hao's heart suddenly lit up, and cold sweat flowed down involuntarily.
The difference in strength between the Terran Great Witch and this old man reminded him of the relationship between the alien race and the Terran race.
Ji Hao came to this small world.
They have all been suppressed and rejected by the power of the world, so those alien races that invaded the world where the human race is located, have they been suppressed and rejected by a much greater world, far greater than this small world?
The talent of the Yu tribe, the combat talent of the Jia tribe, and the skills and knowledge of the Yu tribe are not far superior to the human race If it weren't for the suppression of the big world, I'm afraid that the human race would have completely become a slave of the alien race, Ji Hao felt that the cultivation method of this indigenous old man was very crude and shallow, but he didn't know that when those aliens looked at the human race, they also had the same idea A feeling of sympathy arose, and Ji Hao looked at the old man who couldn't move and smiled bitterly.
"You don't understand me, it's going to be difficult."
Ji Hao sat helplessly in front of the old man, frowning and looking at him.
The old man looked at Ji Hao in horror, looking at Ji Hao, whose complexion, appearance, and demeanor were very different from his own people.
Obviously, Ji Hao and he are not intelligent creatures of the same race, with the experience and wisdom of the old man, he can easily find this.
Not to mention the golden crow flame robe on Ji Hao's body, such a gorgeous robe, it is not at all the natives on the island, or the natives of this jungle can make high-end goods.
The old man didn't dare to move, he felt from Ji Hao a terrifying power that was enough to easily destroy his entire clan.
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Although Ji Hao had withdrawn and his body had regained his freedom, the old man was still sitting in place, looking at Ji Hao with horror on his face.
Ji Hao looked at the old man and reached out to grab the book on the table in front of him.
"It's still early, maybe you're willing to teach me something" Ji Hao shook the book in his hand and said seriously: "I think that learning a foreign language will not be very difficult, especially for an existence like ours." ” The indigenous old man understood the meaning of Ji Hao's movements, he smiled stiffly and fearfully, stretched out his right hand, pointed his finger to his chest, and then issued a crisp and pleasant syllable.
At the same time, the old man's other hand carefully wrote a character on the ground.
"It's good, it's smart, Nishitani, that's what I mean by this character, that's me" Ji Hao looked at the old man with a smile, his huge divine sense enveloped him, and the two began to learn and communicate with each other word by word.
To be continued
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