The blow was just a simple slap in the face, without using any magic power, without any magical powers, and without any signs of a secret method to be launched, it was completely pure physical power, Ji Hao defeated all the defensive prohibitions on Suirenming's body, and completely exploded his strong body.
Countless balls of flesh and blood squirmed rapidly, a powerful suction force was born out of thin air, and the flesh and blood that broke out of Suirenming's body collapsed and contracted inward rapidly, and it was reassembled into Suirenming's body with just a flick of his fingers.
The naked Suiren Ming let out a strange roar of anger and anger, and with a finger of his hand, a black robe appeared out of thin air, wrapping him tightly inside.
Panting heavily, covered in cold sweat, Suiren Ming strode backwards, retreating in the direction away from Ji Hao.
A discerning person can see that Ji Hao's blow completely made Suiren frightened, he was already frightened, and he didn't even have the courage to get close to Ji Hao to confront him.
At this moment, Sui Renming can still forcibly pretend to be calm, and he can endure without yelling or crying loudly, which is not easy.
If it weren't for the strength of the peak Witch Emperor and above, who had already seen a trace of the mystery of the witch god, Suirenming would actually be dead.
Emperor Wu has the ability to be reborn with blood, and Sui Renming's body is still recondensed after being blown up, but he must have lost a lot of essence and blood, and the blood and qi that are tumbling all over his body suddenly weakened by three percent, and Sui Renming was frightened by Ji Hao, and his momentum has declined to the extreme.
Holding the sun in one hand and behind his back with the other, Ji Hao dropped Suirenming and didn't take a second look, and quietly glanced at the tens of thousands of figures that rushed out of the main hall one by one.
Most of them are Ji Hao's old acquaintances.
They are the courtiers of Emperor Shun, the leaders of the major tribes of the human race, or the great wizards of the witch hall, the witch priests with status, and so on.
There are also some people who are very strange, and Ji Hao has never seen them.
But looking at their arrogant faces, and then feeling the familiar aura on their bodies, you can know that they all come from those great clans of the human race who suffered heavy losses before Kuimen.
The patriarch of the Yunyang clan, who was scorched by the true fire of the sun, was rescued, and the true fire of the sun on his body was extinguished by a bottle of Taiyin condensate taken out by the contemporary great witch sacrifice of the Yunyang clan, and without the continued burning of the true fire of the sun, the patriarch of the Yunyang clan took a deep breath, and the flesh and blood that was burned into ashes were quickly reborn, and he returned to his original state in a few breaths.
Like Sui Renming, the eyes of the Yunyang clan patriarch looking at Ji Hao were also full of horror, obviously being calcined by the true fire of the sun for a while, and it had left an indelible terrifying imprint in his heart.
Ji Hao stood quietly in mid-air without saying a word, and gradually among the figures who rushed out of the political hall, those old acquaintances who were familiar with Ji Hao stepped back one after another, and they lined up neatly above the political hall without saying a word, showing a posture of not mixing.
Many uncles who were good friends with Ji Hao still nodded to Ji Hao with a wry smile from afar, with a look of helplessness in their eyebrows.
Obviously, they wanted to help Ji Hao a little, but they couldn't do anything in the face of the strong pressure from the major clans.
These big clans can be called the origin of the human race, and the tribes to which the Bohou who are present belong are all side branch lineages differentiated from these big clans, and they are inextricably linked with these big clans.
They couldn't help Ji Hao, and they didn't dare to help Ji Hao, Ji Hao could understand their helplessness.
So Ji Hao nodded and smiled at them very friendly, signaling that although they couldn't help themselves this time, everyone was still friends.
The patriarchs and elders of those big clans, as well as the large group of clansmen behind them, slowly approached forward.
Gradually, with their respective clans as units, the patriarchs of each clan walked in the forefront, and the elders and clansmen of each clan also formed a neat queue behind them.
There was a muffled flapping of wings in all directions, and a large flock of fierce birds rose into the air, and the heavily armed clan warriors approached this way.
Dust also rose from the ground, and countless fierce monsters carried heavily armored warriors and surrounded them from afar.
"Huh" There was a loud shout from the Kowloon chariot, and tens of thousands of elite soldiers of Yaoshan led the fire cloud, relying on the huge Kowloon chariot, and quickly laid out a solid military formation.
Tens of thousands of Jia warriors, whose bodies were already taller than the Terran warriors, were even more combative, and their bodies were surging with qi and blood, and their bodies suddenly swelled, quickly rising to a height of three zhang.
With a click, Taiji had already put out the white bone altar he was carrying, and he enshrined the nail-headed Seven Arrows Book on the altar, holding a bone staff, his eyes widened, and he stared at the patriarchs of the major clans viciously.
A few clan elders with wrinkled faces squinted their eyes and glanced at the nail-headed Seven Arrows Book enshrined on the altar by Taisi, their old faces suddenly distorted, and they were busy using secret methods to transmit the sound to the surrounding clansmen.
The people of the clan who were approaching step by step quickly stopped, and the faces of the dozens of clan leaders became extremely ugly.
Obviously, these clans have a family history, and they recognize the origin of the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book, and they know how domineering and vicious the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book is.
No one wants to be a bird, no one wants to be nailed to the Seven Arrows book for some reason.
There are a number of cautious clansmen who have secretly activated the witch treasures and witch charms that they wear with them to resist witch spells, and all kinds of strange lights flicker on their bodies, and some of them have appeared behind them with various stand-in puppets made of plants and trees.
"Du, I'm very cautious, I'm afraid of death" Ji Hao looked at these clan people who were like great enemies, and suddenly laughed loudly.
"Yaohou Ji Hao" An unusually majestic voice sounded, and a middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe, with a six-foot-long yellow dragon wrapped around his left and right arms, with a rigid face and a breath like a sword, strode out of the Gongsun clan of the Youxiong clan.
"Gongsun Patriarch" Ji Hao squinted at the middle-aged man.
Since he walked out of the Gongsun clan and acted as the representative of the Gongsun clan, in this case, he must be the patriarch of the Gongsun clan.
Gongsun Meng, the previous patriarch of the Gongsun clan, was possessed by extraterritorial heavenly demons, his soul was devoured, and he also tossed out the Gongsun Heavenly Mandate, insisting on supporting him to ascend to the throne of the human emperor, which Ji Hao participated in the whole process.
Gongsun Meng has already lost his soul, and the Gongsun clan must elect a new patriarch.
"I'm Uncle Gongsun."
The patriarch of Gongsun said in a deep voice: "Yaohou Ji Hao, you dare to rebel against the patriarch of the Suiren and the patriarch of Yunyang, you are the patriarch of my human race, how dare you hurt them?"
Ji Hao looked at Gongsun Uncle with a smile, squinted and was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Even if you are the elder, you can't rob my things for no reason."
My things are mine, and whoever dares to rob them, I will chop off his hands; If I rob him again, I'll cut off his head.
Whether it is respected or not, what is mine is mine, I don't give it, and no one can rob it."
Gongsun Bo was silent for a while, raised his hand and stroked a circle, and pointed to the patriarchs and elders of the major clans behind him one by one: "If yes, let's join forces?"
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Ji Hao smiled, he pointed to the pan sun held in his left hand and smiled: "Guess it, do I dare to detonate this thing in Pusaka, and detonate him whole" to be continued. aa2705221: