It happened too fast, and none of Ji Hao and the others reacted.
Candle Jiuyin, that is, the first candle dragon in heaven and earth, the ancestor of all candle dragons, is the totem ancestor spirit enshrined by the Candle Dragon Department of the Terran Tribal Alliance.
Heaven and earth have just opened up, chaos is there, even before the sun, moon and stars have appeared, Candle Jiuyin was born in the heaven and earth, and a ball of innate fire essence shines on Zhou Tian.
The so-called innate fire essence, the innate flame essence is pure to the extreme.
The temperature is extremely high, the flame is extremely bright, it is the extreme flame of heaven and earth, so it can illuminate the desolate world with a little firelight.
Therefore, Candle Jiuyin spat flames, burning dozens of Kunpeng descendants and dozens of giant demons of the Flood Desolation howling miserably, Ji Hao was not surprised at all.
Candle Jiuyin is too old, and the innate fire essence in his mouth is too powerful.
If you just talk about the temperature and destructive power of the flame, the innate fire essence in Candle Jiuyin's mouth is even more terrifying than the sun essence fire controlled by Ji Hao.
In the primeval flood era, Candle Jiuyin was a terrifying existence at the top of the food chain, he slept on weekdays, and once he woke up, he hunted and ate in all directions, what demons and monsters such as the Flood Giant Demon were all food in his mouth.
Whether it is the descendants of Kunpeng, or those famous Flood Monsters, they were just a side dish for Candle Jiuyin to drink in the Flood World back then, and Candle Jiuyin's flame burned so much that they didn't know whether they were alive or dead, it was simply a matter of course.
What shocked Ji Hao was that the person standing on top of Candle Jiuyin's head actually cut off half of Kunpeng's head with a stone knife that looked extremely crude.
Poor Kunpeng's body is a million miles in circumference, like a skyscraper cloud floating in the sky, and his head is more than 100,000 miles in size.
The stone knife that the man threw out was only a foot long, and it was obviously sharpened from an ordinary piece of bluestone, and the craftsmanship of the person who sharpened the stone knife was obviously not very good, and the stone knife was full of potholes, and even if such a shoddy stone knife was thrown on the road, no one would be willing to waste their strength to bend down and pick it up.
But in Ji Hao's eyes, this stone knife changed its appearance.
It was simply a brilliant purple-golden sun falling from the sky, and the boundless Xuanhuang merit qi was constantly gushing out from the stone knife, and all the laws of heaven and earth in the millions of miles of void were rejected by the power of merit, and all the heaven and earth vitality was suppressed by the endless power of merit and could not move.
Even Ji Hao, his Great Yen God was suppressed by the terrifying aura of merit, and he couldn't mobilize a trace of mana.
The millions of natal witch stars in his body are like coals of fire that linger in the ashes, and he is lifeless and has lost his usual luster.
In addition to the beating of his heart, in addition to his own strength, Ji Hao completely lost all his mana.
The stone knife, which was rough on the outside and terrifying on the inside, fell from the sky, like a huge knife wheel that slashed diagonally through Kunpeng's body.
Ji Hao saw it so clearly, Kunpeng didn't even have time to dodge, and he didn't even have time to sacrifice the talisman treasure, and half of his head was cut off by a stone knife like a knife cutting tofu.
A huge amount of blood and water mixed with muddy brains fell from the sky, and Kunpeng's miserable howl tore through the void, and a sharp sound wave spread out in all directions, surging within a radius of thousands of miles, and the black clouds in the sky were shattered by Kunpeng's miserable howl.
Half of Kunpeng's head, which was more than 100,000 miles long, was cut off by a knife, and half of Kunpeng's head fell from the sky, and a huge wound appeared on his body that was seventy or eighty thousand miles long and thirty or fifty thousand miles wide.
Kunpeng's body was too big, Ji Hao stood in the distance, turning his neck vigorously, and his vision was full of the tragic wound on the top of Kunpeng's head.
Such a large wound was as if someone had chopped it in the sky, and the entire sky was stained with the blood spurted out by Kunpeng.
There was a loud bang, and half of Kunpeng's head fell to the water.
The essence and blood containing infinite energy spread out in the turbid waves and rolling water, and countless water tribes who did not know whether they were alive or dead roared from all directions, frantically scrambling to devour Kunpeng's essence blood and flesh.
"Ahhh Kunpeng cracked open and only half of his mouth was left with a hoarse howl, and only one eye was left on his huge head, and he stared at the water tribes on the water that were frantically competing for his flesh, and roared an inexplicable spell in annoyance.
With a snap, within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, all the water tribes in the water exploded with the sound of Kunpeng's spell and died.
Kunpeng moved his eyes with difficulty, and looked obliquely at the figure standing on Candle Jiuyin's head, he glanced at the stone knife that had just cut off half of his head, and screamed hoarsely: "Shennong's family, you junior, how can you hurt me" As the first generation of creatures in the Pangu world, Kunpeng has his pride.
His roots are certainly not as strong as Candle Jiuyin, but he is only lacking compared to Candle Jiuyin.
Especially for countless years, Kunpeng has devoted himself to cultivation in Beiming, and once sacrificed the two innate treasures of Hetuluoshu, he realized that he was diligent in his Taoism and soared in mana, and he was already a first-class figure in heaven and earth.
Although the Shennong clan is the Holy Emperor of the Human Race, compared to Kunpeng, it is really a descendant How many years has the Shennong clan cultivated, how many years has he Kunpeng cultivated, and the Shennong clan here is just a clone, but he Kunpeng is the Shennong clan whose cultivation time is less than one percent or even one thousandth of Kunpeng, and one of his clones can actually hit Kunpeng in an instant "No reason" Kunpeng howled angrily, half of his head was cut off, his brain was severely damaged, and Kunpeng's mind was a little blurred.
He stared at Kunpeng for a long time, and finally shouted out the three words "no reason".
"Tianli" Shennong, who was standing on top of Candle Jiuyin's head, shouted: "You dare to say the word Tianli in front of me" Shennong's hand was raised, and just now the bluestone knife flew back into his hand, he pointed at Kunpeng and roared: "For your own selfishness, you have raised a great flood, and it is not only my human race that has harmed countless creatures, look at how many birds and beasts in the mountains and forests have been poisoned by you."
"If you want to talk about Heavenly Principles, who will those creatures who were drowned by the flood ask for a Heavenly Principle?"
"Tianli, you have to ask me Tianli, who are the people of the human race who are crying and struggling in the flood to ask for Tianli?"
"Look, see, this radius is thousands of miles full of water, how many Terran corpses are there on the water, can you see it?"
"Listen, do you hear this Middle-earth world full of mourning, countless people of the human race are crying and pleading, cursing in despair" "Do you feel the infinite resentment between heaven and earth, the endless resentment exuded by the countless Li people of my human race, the endless people of the human race want you to die" Shennong's voice shouted hoarsely: "I gathered the infinite Li people's mental power, and used the stone knife I used to dig herbs to cut you, under my knife, it is the heavenly principle" Under my sword, it is the principle of heaven Ji Hao almost applauded, but saw that Shennong's clan had slashed down with a knife.
To be continued
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