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Chapter 977: Reaping the Consequences


The father and son of the White Dragon River God controlled the Xuanyin Gathering Banner to form a large array, and it actually had the effect of distorting time and space and chaotic primordial gods Ji Hao was faintly shocked in his heart, and when he saw those ghost heads actually daring to open their mouths to devour the Sun Essence Fire, he couldn't help but be even more moved.

But soon, Ji Hao realized the truth.

If the representative of the power of the extreme yang between heaven and earth is the essence of the sun, then the six yin silk represents the qi of the yin.

Taiyin and the sun are not superior to each other, the yin and yang are born, the yang is yin, and the way of Tai Chi is transformed into each other, which is the most basic principle of yin and yang.

The divine power of the White Dragon River God is stronger than Ji Hao, and the Xuanyin Gathering Banner dares to devour the sun essence fire to refine itself and improve its own level, which is simply a matter of heaven and earth "Good, good, good" Ji Hao laughed again and again, using the sun essence fire to help others refine the treasure, this kind of stupid thing can't be done.

Putting away the Jiuyang Demon Sword, the Jiuyang Innocent Clothes were also completely devoid of fireworks, the Panxi Divine Mirror was suspended above his head, and a dull and gloomy divine light wrapped his whole body, Ji Hao took out the throat magic staff that he snatched from the hands of the Throat Rubbing Clan.

Those ghost heads that rushed up with a strange roar slightly touched the divine light released by the Panxi Divine Mirror, and suddenly disappeared without a trace, and then Bailongjiang God and his sons exclaimed at the same time.

Countless ghost heads suddenly appeared in front of them, opening their mouths to spew out terrifying extremely cold qi at them, catching them off guard and embarrassed.

Hearing a few miserable howls, the six sons of the Bailongjiang God couldn't dodge, and were hit by the cold air spewed out by the ghost head, and their bodies were wrapped in black ice chips, and it was visible to the naked eye that their souls turned into wisps of ghost light and spewed out from the seven orifices, and those ghost heads opened their mouths happily to devour their souls.

Don't think that it was the White Dragon River God who personally created these Xuanyin Gathering Evil Flags, and it was he and his son who personally collected tens of billions of Yin Souls to sacrifice to the Supreme Treasure, so they were not afraid of the power of the Xuanyin Gathering Evil Flags.

It's like a clever blacksmith who has mined iron ore and forged a steel knife himself, thinking that the steel knife will not cause him any harm.

No matter how clever a blacksmith dares to slash at himself with a steel knife forged by himself, his skin will be broken and his body will bleed all over.

Bailongjiang God never dreamed that Ji Hao had such a divine object as the Panxi Divine Mirror on his body, and if he didn't watch out, his six sons would be hit hard, and his soul would be pulled out of his body by these terrifying demons refined by the Xuanyin Gathering Banner.

The group shouted and screamed, and the white dragon river god roared angrily and waved three Xuanyin gathering flags, and the black qi and yin wind swept away, and he tried his best to disperse the greedy ghosts who surrounded him, and carefully protected the souls of his six sons.

"Bastard, you, you, what evil method did you use to hurt this king's beloved son" Bai Longjiang looked at the six sons who were stiff and wrapped in black ice chips, and six hot tears rolled out, almost crying.

Without waiting for Ji Hao to speak, the White Dragon River God muttered to himself: "What Daddy said is really right, refining the Xuanyin Gathering Banner is a big taboo, and there must be a catastrophe when refining."

Pity my children, you have suffered."

The surrounding black fog was filled, and Ji Hao couldn't see what happened to the son of the White Dragon River God, but he listened attentively and could clearly hear the click sound of Xuan Bing's frozen body.

In the cold winter, when the trees in the mountains and forests are frozen by the cold, the trunks of those frozen and cracked trees burst open, and they will make the same sound.

The six sons of the White Dragon River God were injured by the cold breath spewed out by the ghost head in the Xuanyin Gathering Evil Banner, their bodies were frozen solidly, and the extreme yin qi continued to invade their bodies, their skin did not break and opened a series of tiny cracks, and their muscles, bones, and internal organs were frozen into ice bumps.

Bai Longjiang Shen and the remaining six sons watched as their sons and brothers cracked under the wrapping of ice chips, and their bodies were frozen into extremely fine minced meat by the terrible cold in a few breaths, and they didn't even give them a chance to be treated.

"My child," Bai Longjiang screamed hoarsely.

Six clusters of green light around him swirled and flew rapidly, and the six dragons whose bodies had been frozen to death cried and wailed, but without their bodies, their wails turned into chirping ghosts, adding a bit of chill to the hall where the black mist rose out of thin air.

"Bailongjiang God, don't you tell me the effect of your big array" Ji Hao waved his heavy throat rubbing staff vigorously.

The water element power around the body suddenly froze, and no longer moved with the black mist released by the Xuanyin Gathering Evil Flag, and there was a low sound of water flowing in all directions, and the water power above and below Bai Longjiang's eyes was controlled by the throat rubbing staff at the same time, and the extremely pure water element power continued to gather towards the throat rubbing staff.

With a flick of his fingers, a white glow the size of a water tank condensed on the throat rubbing staff.

This water light is not large in size, but it instantly emptied tens of thousands of miles of water essence up and down the Bailong River, Ji Hao silently recited the spell, and the Qingwei thunder method taught by Guangcheng Daoist was unfolded, and the subtle thunder runes in this water light quickly condensed, and Ji Hao silently transported the Yuan Shen and turned it into a very powerful Qingwei water mine.

The thunder method of the Qingwei Dao people is not as fast as the thunder method taught by the Yu Yu Dao people, and it needs to be transformed before it can be issued.

However, the Qingwei Thunder Method is subtle and profound, magnificent and huge, although it takes a little longer, but with the same power, the power of the Qingwei Thunder Method is one level stronger than the Yuyu Thunder Method.

Ji Hao was not proficient in the control of the Qingwei Thunder Method, and it took him three breaths to turn the condensed power of the water element into a thunder.

Bai Longjiang God cried and looked at his frozen child's body, he has lived for so many years, there are a total of twelve blood descendants, and Ji Hao was easily relieved, and six were killed in an instant, although the soul Ling'er was rescued by him urgently, but there is no body, only the soul is left, he let his child go to the ghost cultivation, or what is he doing The strength of the three black dragons is not under the pure-blooded dragon clan, the three Jiao heads have their own powerful talents, and the white dragon river god is quite proud of his own bloodline and body on weekdays, and the six children have lost their bodies, it is like the sky is falling apart for him, and he doesn't know what to do.

Ji Hao didn't give the Bailongjiang God more time, with a slight wave of the throat rubbing staff in his hand, a white thunder light roared out, and instantly disappeared into the vast black fog, the Panxi Divine Mirror protected the whole body, and as soon as Ji Hao's left hand thunder was released, a low muffled sound came, and all the buildings in the Water Mansion of the Bailongjiang God turned into ashes at the same time.

There was a buzzing sound, and where the white thunder passed, everything turned into powder.

To be continued

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