"Zhuang, my poor Sang boy" Poor Sang Sheng stroked his palms and laughed, and glanced at Ji Hao and Ji Wenming very deliberately and hard: "Two, go to the side to rest, these nine dragon gates, my poor Sang boy is responsible for opening up" More and more excessive things appeared, it seemed that the attitude of Ji Hao and Ji Wenming just now gave Poor Sang Sheng an illusion that they were easy to bully, and Poor Sang Sheng actually waved his hand, and seven or eight soldiers of the Poor Sang Clan swept over in the air.
Poor Sangsheng pointed at Ji Hao and Ji Wenming, and said lightly: "Escort the two adults back to rest."
Good students take care of them and don't let them have any accidents.
If two adults lose a hair, cut off your own heads." wants Ji Hao and Ji Wenming not to lose even a single hair, which means close surveillance, day and night surveillance Ji Wenming's face was expressionless, and his hands rubbed the big pottery bowl in his hand vigorously, and the thick cocoons in his palm made the pottery bowl rattle.
Ji Hao sneered again and again, squinted his eyes unceremoniously, and looked at Poor Sangsheng with big white eyes. really let the poor Sangsheng lead people to open up the Nine Dragon Gates, and when this word spreads in the future, what will people in the world say There is no doubt that the Gonggong clan will definitely send his generals and ministers, those famous and surnamed big people to the Nine Dragon Gates and the Human Race.
If the poor Sangsheng wants to open up the Nine Dragon Gates, he naturally has to kill or seal the celebrities under the command of the Gonggong clan one by one.
In the future, when they express their merits in front of Emperor Shun, the poor Sang Saints can boast triumphantly that they killed Xiangliu, beheaded Kunpeng, killed Wuzhiqi, and stripped off the skin of the Black Water Snake to make a cloud of clothes.
As for Ji Hao and Ji Wenming, they have worked hard for several years, fought countless battles in the wind and rain, and trillions of water demons died under their hands.
But in the end, when the credit is calculated, oh, oh, you killed the nameless demon as much as you wanted There are many people in the world, they only value those big people who are high and famous, how can they care about those nameless demons, they don't care how strong those nameless water demons are, how many people there are, and they don't care how difficult it is to eliminate them.
The dirtiest, most tiring, and most troublesome things were all done by Ji Wenming and Ji Hao, and in the end, the largest and most delicious fat meat of the Nine Great Dragon Gates, Poor Sangsheng wanted to swallow it in one bite Ji Hao's ten fingers jumped slightly, and wisps of sword intent suddenly burst out, and the sword intent volleyed into each other, and everyone suddenly saw a flower in front of them, as if they saw countless shiny and dazzling swords flying and colliding in the air.
As soon as the sword intent came out, Ji Wenming's face changed suddenly, and Yemo Kill raised his eyebrows, and his eyebrows suddenly turned into pitch black.
His form gradually became hazy and blurred, and a greedy aura that devoured everything and destroyed everything flowed faintly.
On the hillside behind, Feng Xing, Yu Mu, and Yuan Li, who were resting, jumped up at the same time, they had been paying attention to the movement here, and suddenly felt the murderous sword intent exuded by Ji Hao, and they hurriedly stepped on the clouds and swept over here.
There were still nearly a hundred miles away, and Feng Xing hid his figure in the wind, but an extremely sharp and domineering arrow intent had already locked on the poor Sangsheng from afar.
Yu Mu pulled out the plague god flag and shook it gently, and dozens of plague locusts with a body length of several zhang flew out with poisonous mist, slowly circling and flying around Yu Mu.
Yuan Li jumped to Ji Hao's side, holding a dragon stick, looking up and down at Poor Sangsheng: "What does this white-faced and hairless guy want to do, he wants to fight with our brother."
Poor Sangsheng's face changed slightly, he glanced at Yuan Li, it was obvious that he looked down on Yuan Li, who was covered in silver hair, but he was just a water monkey who became a sperm, and a lowly monster was not taken seriously by Poor Sangsheng at all.
Ji Hao looked at the still arrogant poor Sang Sheng, regardless of the look of Ji Wenming on the side, and said word by word: "Yes, this guy wants to die, he wants our brother to help him" Poor Sansheng was stunned.
The poor Sang warriors recruited by the Poor Sang Saint were also stunned.
Ji Wenming's face changed slightly, and he sighed silently.
He knew that the words and deeds of Poor Sangsheng for a while really provoked Ji Hao.
He couldn't help but glared at Poor Sangsheng fiercely with anger, he really thought that you were Shaohao's descendant, and no one dared to do anything to you "What did you just say" Poor Sangsheng was stunned for a while, still not daring, or unwilling to believe his ears, his eyes widened and looked at Ji Hao word by word and asked: "What did you just say, Yaohou Ji Hao, you tell me a little more clearly" "Do you want to die" Ji Hao took two steps forward, almost in front of the poor Sangsheng, and the same word by word with cold air sprayed out from between his teeth.
His eyebrows opened, and a terrifying wisp of Destruction Dao rhyme in the Dao of Destruction was released, and Ji Hao's eyebrows and eyes turned into pitch black like Yemo Kill, revealing a terrifying aura that made people desperate.
"If you want to die, if you want to drag the entire Poor Sang Clan to die together, I can help" Ji Hao raised his hand, his fingers were fiercely pointed on the nose of the Poor Sang Sheng, and he said coldly with a murderous intent in his eyes: "When you die, I will definitely let Di Shun issue an obituary to the world, just say that in order to break the Nine Dragon Gates, you were sprayed to death by the Gonggong Clan by a mouthful of saliva" "You" Poor Sangsheng was a little panicked, his eyes were confused, and he didn't dare to look at Ji Hao.
In the Decamema Kingdom, no one dared to talk to him like this, he looked young, but in fact he was very old, he was an old monster who had lived for thousands of years, he was known as a god and witch in the Decacao Kingdom, and he was the strongest person closest to the gods, and he could ascend to the sky at any time to become the strongest of the witch gods.
The status is lofty, the strength is strong, and he has developed the temper of the poor Sangsheng who is empty.
When someone doesn't take his status and strength seriously, and comes up with a domineering and barbaric aura, Poor Sangsheng doesn't know what to do.
According to his personality, he would now like to order Ji Hao to be hacked to death But whether it is Yemo Killing One and Fengxing, who have disappeared, or the plague god flag in Yu Mu's hand, or the dragon stick in Yuan Li's hand Even Ji Wenming, who was standing aside and not saying a word, had a terrifying power brewing in his body.
Poor Sang Sheng faintly felt that if he dared to attack Ji Hao, Ji Wenming would definitely not care about his identity and the Ten Days Kingdom behind him, and would definitely attack and kill him with all his might Poor Sangsheng was a little crazy Although they are also descendants of the Yellow Emperor, they are just a branch clan that separated from the backbone of the Youxiong clan and built their own foundation. is a small branch family, even if these generations have developed very well, but he is poor Sang Clan, but Shaohao is the main sect Poor Sang Clan, this is the Shao Hao descendant of the Eight Classics, and the strength of the clan is ten times or even a hundred or a thousand times that of the Chongbu How dare Ji Wenming kill himself, he can't go crazy Suddenly there was another roar in front of him, and half of Heishui's cheek was cut off by the bowstring of the poor mulberry frost.
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