"People are stupid, and there should be a limit."
Standing on the chariot of Kowloon, overlooking the clansmen of dozens of wandering tribes, Ji Hao shook his head helplessly.
These wandering tribes used to be wandering, without food and clothing, and lacked a systematic witchcraft inheritance, and there could be three or five great witch-level masters in the clan, even if they were relatively strong tribes.
Among the dozens of wandering tribes at the moment, Ji Hao's divine sense searched for a long time, and only found thirteen warriors at the level of the Witch King, and only about three hundred warriors at the Great Witch level.
With such a weak combat force, they actually dared to gather together and attack and kill the water control army commanded by Ji Wenming There are thousands of Wu Emperors under the command of Ji Wenming, the Wu King is like a cloud, the Great Witch is like rain, and the slightly weaker Great Witch can only serve in the baggage camp.
Even if the weakest firehead army randomly draws a group of men and horses, it can easily slaughter the rabble gathered by these wandering tribes.
Ji Hao didn't make a move at all, but just used the Nine Dragons chariot to concentrate a ray of sun real fire to burn the armor and weapons of these tribal warriors, and they cried and shouted and threw away their armor and gave up all their weapons.
Are these people here to die, or are they here to be funny "It's a little weak, so weak that the brute is too lazy to beat them" The brute carried two lotus hammers in a daze, and looked at these wandering tribal warriors who were burned by the red-hot armor and weapons from a distance, yawning lazily.
"Uh, they're hungry, are they here to eat" Taiji woke up suddenly, and looked at these wandering clan warriors with wide eyes in curiosity.
He shook his head kindly and sighed: "The taste of hunger is not pleasant, we have a lot of big fish and meat here that we didn't eat yesterday, give them a little."
As soon as Taisi's words fell, the bodies of tens of millions of warriors of the wandering tribe twitched at the same time, their faces distorted and raised their heads, and the only thirteen witch king-level leaders let out hysterical cries of pain at the same time, and stretched out their hands to Ji Hao in panic to call for help.
As soon as he screamed in pain, all the warriors of the wandering tribe fell to the ground in anger at the same time, and even the thirteen witch kings just screamed more and fell to death on the spot.
Sticky black blood spurted out from their seven orifices, black blood with a trace of yin and evil aura gushing like a spring, and their bodies were rapidly shriveled and withered.
In just a few breaths, all the people of the wandering tribe turned into a pool of viscous black poisonous blood.
The sound of pop explosions was endless, and there was a large explosion of black blood, countless black blood sprayed everywhere, where the black blood was covered, the mountain stones were dissolved, the soil was melted, and when the sand and gravel soil melted, there was a sharp snort, and the ground was quickly corroded out of a deep pit several feet deep.
Ji Hao was stunned and looked at the terrible scene below like a blood pool hell, what a ruthless method, if it wasn't for Ji Hao, they were the first to discover these wandering clan warriors who were desperately charging, and they really let them break into the camp of the water control army, how many people would be killed and injured by this poisonous blood outbreak With a muffled buzzing sound, the entire body of the ten floating battle forts emitted a dazzling bright light, spitting out long tails of light and rushing towards the camp.
Terrifying devastating forces were brewing inside the Floating Battle Fort, and it was clear that if they broke into the camp of the Flood Control Army, it would be an earth-shattering explosion.
Ji Hao roared angrily, and the Pangu Bell gushed out, releasing a stream of chaotic qi that rolled down, enveloping the ten floating battle castles.
Countless metal golems also spewed dazzling flames of light, and they desperately rushed towards the camp of the water control army.
There is also a large amount of black poisonous blood attached to their bodies, and these black poisonous blood are constantly exploding, once these metal golems break into the camp, the damage caused must be extremely considerable.
Ji Hao scolded angrily, this kind of war puppet that charges desperately is really a headache.
The Nine Dragons chariot emitted immeasurable golden light, and countless fist-thick fires erupted from the Nine Dragons chariot, and under the control of Ji Hao's huge divine thoughts, one after another firelight penetrated the heads of these metal golems with incomparable precision, instantly damaging their core control talisman array.
One by one, the metal puppets fell to the ground with a terrible high temperature, and some metal puppets exploded violently, and the dull explosion shook the ground faintly, and a large amount of black blood was scattered in all directions by the force of the explosion.
The camp of the flood control army has been completely alarmed, countless Terran warriors who are sleeping on the ground with their hands and feet spread out jumped up, and in the fierce reprimands of countless generals, it took only one breath for the Terran warriors who have maintained high-intensity combat in the past few years to form a military formation.
Murderous military formations echoed from afar, and countless Terran warriors held weapons and roared loudly waiting for all possible enemies.
Countless clusters of green, blue, and purple witch fire rushed into the sky, like stars illuminating the area around the camp for hundreds of miles.
Tens of thousands of dragons let out a low dragon groan and rose into the sky, their bloodshot eyes scanning the surroundings in annoyance.
A deep voice resounded throughout the camp, and many dragon kings who responded to the dragon shouted in a deep voice: "Find the enemy, tear them apart" Ying Long roared loudly, flapping their huge wings and tearing apart the dark clouds in the sky.
The stars twinkled in the sky, as if the actual starlight turned into a gorgeous waterfall of light visible to the naked eye, illuminating the camp in all colors.
He heard the sound of explosions outside the camp, and even more heard the terrible howls of the warriors of the wandering tribe before they died.
He wanted to get out of the tent to see what was going on, but suddenly there was a howl of ghosts and wolves around him, and a thick shadow enveloped him.
In the shadows, there were countless human ghosts with distorted faces and bleeding through the seven orifices, and these ghosts were the people of the dozens of wandering tribes who had just been poisoned.
They had just died a tragic death, driven by witchcraft and transformed into ghosts, at the height of their ferocity and power.
The terrifying aura emitted by tens of millions of Death Yin Souls had condensed into substance, and with the power of Ji Wen's life, they were all suppressed by this fierce aura.
It was as if he was in a nightmare, he couldn't move, wisps of terrible cold continued to invade his body, freezing his internal organs, and even his mind was frozen into ice.
A man of the Yu tribe wearing a black robe, half of his face was a handsome young man, and half of his face was a daunting man of the Yu clan with white bones and bones, and walked out of the black mist step by step.
The tattered half of his face squeaked at him, and slowly pulled out a barbed, pitch-black, scorpion-like dagger from his sleeve.
"I'm a ghost, some people say that I'm too ugly, just like a ghost.
The supreme and great Stygian Moon is above, in order to pursue the power of eternal death, looks or something, there is such a heavy weight or" The ghost sneered, trembling with excitement, he slowly put the dagger in his hand on Ji Wenming's chest, and said softly: "The great hero of the human race to control the water, hehe, I will definitely extract your soul completely and make the most beautiful flesh and blood puppet" An angry sword roar sounded, and the Xuanyuan sword that Xi Wenming placed next to the witchcraft sand table rose into the air, releasing sword qi shaped like a golden dragon and slamming down on the head of the demon demon.
To be continued
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