The Netherworld Sect Master looked at Ji Hao with a puzzled expression.
His gaze was very complicated, a little contemptuous, a little frightened, and there were many other complicated feelings, but Ji Hao didn't bother to distinguish them one by one.
After a long time, the Netherworld Sect Master leaned into Ji Hao's ear and muttered in a low voice: "Since ancient times, only the ancestors have committed crimes and harmed the nine clans, you kid is very ruthless, now it is the descendants of other people who have committed crimes, you want to cause trouble to the ancestors of others, everyone is dead."
Ji Hao sighed lightly, and stretched out his hands to the Netherworld Sect Master very innocently and pitifully: "But I was bullied to the door."
The seniors don't know, if it weren't for the fact that my Yaoshan Territory still has some self-preservation power, hehe, I'm afraid that my clansmen and the people in the territory have now become slaves of mermaids."
After describing the ins and outs of the matter to the Netherworld Sect Master in detail, the Netherworld Sect Master suddenly frowned, and hooked his forehead a few times with his index finger: "It's over, it's a bit too much, it's really too much."
Those little guys are really not as good as the generation, and they actually use such obscene means to deal with you doll hehe" Ji Hao looked at the Netherworld Sect Master, who was a little entangled, and suddenly pulled his sleeve and pulled him to look in the direction of the hot furnaces: "Look over there, you can take as many prisoners as I captured this time." ” The corner of the Netherworld Master's eyes jumped suddenly, and he looked at the captives who were being branded as slaves by the soldering iron, and said happily: "Hey, so many aliens, hey, hey, forget those spirit dwarves, take them and soak them in the sea of blood and melt immediately, it's useless; But these black skins and four-eyed, good, good, good."
With a wave of his sleeves, the Netherworld Sect Master looked at Ji Hao and said with a smile: "All the black skins and four eyes are given to Poor Dao, well, the black skins and four eyes that Poor Dao got in the past are all corpses that were killed on the battlefield, and they have been sealed for a long time, and most of their physical vitality has been lost Now these live mouths, Poor Dao just has some understanding, and they need to practice." ” Ji Hao waved his hand very generously and laughed: "Then, it's yours, take it away now" The Netherworld Sect Master rubbed his hands vigorously, and a cold and piercing divine sense fluctuation turned into a Dao Yin wind and whistled around, and he immediately counted how many captured Jia warriors and Yan warriors were in this huge captive camp.
There are more than 1,000 slave hunting teams, each of which has at least three or five hundred warriors of the Jia tribe, and thousands of Yan warriors serving as the main force of slave hunting.
The total number of Jia warriors captured alive by Ji Hao this time was nearly one million, and there were even more than 10 million Yan warriors, and as for the spirits crawling all over the ground, the Netherworld Sect Master didn't bother to count them.
"A little greedy, greedy, the Dao heart is unstable, unstable, it's just that the poor Dao is in urgent need of good materials, greedy, just greedy once."
The Netherworld Sect Master sighed in great confusion, and with a wave of his big sleeves, the viscous Netherworld Qi in the bronze gate behind him turned into a fierce yin wind and roared out, rolling up those Jia warriors and Yan warriors and quickly flew into the Netherworld.
The Nether Sect Master chanted a spell lightly, and he heard countless heavy metal crashes coming from behind the bronze portal, and soon a neat line of sturdy warriors with a full body of Yin Qi strode out.
These sturdy warriors were all four feet tall, their exposed skin was densely covered with dragon scales, and three sharp dragon horns sprouted from their foreheads.
The four green eyes on their cheeks were so gloomy and terrifying, and from time to time there were green ghost fires spewing out from their eyes, and occasionally when they opened their mouths to take a breath, a large amount of phosphorescence spewed out.
These warriors held a blood-colored heavy shield in their left hand, and the one-handed machete in their right hand was three feet long, and their whole body was dripping with blood, obviously a ferocious thing tempered from the blood poison of the blood pool.
"This is the poor road with nothing to do, using the essence blood of the dragon clan, the corpse of the warrior of the Jia tribe, and the blood sea half-dragon Shura that has been warmed in the sea of blood for thousands of years, and the dragon scales on their body are comparable to those of the real dragon, invulnerable, and ordinary spells do not want to leave a trace.
They are more able to spew blood in their mouths Chi Longyan Be careful, your people should not be accidentally injured by them, it is extremely troublesome to treat. ” "They don't have pain, they don't fear, they don't get tired, they don't need to eat or drink, their bodies can absorb all the heaven and earth spiritual energy to replenish and consume on their own, as long as they don't be broken into pieces, they can fight forever."
"Except for spitting dragon flames, they don't have any other magical powers, they are just infinitely powerful, comparable to the high-level witch emperors of the human race."
The Netherworld Sect Master carefully introduced the strength of these half-dragon Shura, Ji Hao and the high-level leaders of Yaoshan around him listened to it, this is definitely a big killer on the battlefield, I don't know fatigue, I don't know fear, I don't have pain, I can absorb the aura of heaven and earth to replenish consumption and repair injuries The Netherworld Sect Master released 100,000 half-dragon Shura, followed by a large group of warriors of the Yan Clan who had dark skin, red eyes, and almost dripping blood in their eyes, and their steps were light without the slightest sound of footsteps.
"They are the Blood Pool Ghosts, the accidental products of the Poor Dao when they were refining the Half-Dragon Shura.
Their bodies can be transformed between the virtual and the real at will, and when they are in the flesh, their physical strength is comparable to that of the high-ranking witch kings of the human race, and when they are in the void, they can travel in an instant.
The weapons they use are also tempered from a pool of blood, and ordinary people have broken a little flesh and skin, which is a puddle of blood. ” The body can be transformed between the virtual and the real, and the blood pool ghost, whose strength is comparable to that of the high-level witch king of the human race, has come out of a million heads.
These Blood Pool Ghosts also don't need to eat, drink, or eat, even if they are seriously injured, as long as they are not dismantled by someone on the spot, put them aside and quietly absorb some Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, they will be able to recover on their own.
"Poor Dao can't take advantage of your doll for nothing.
These half-dragon Shura and blood pool ghosts, let's give you a doll.
The Netherworld Sect Master looked at this terrifying army, and said disapplausively: "It's just that you must be cautious when using them, they have no brains, they can't think, they do things in a straightforward way, and if they don't control it a little, they will cause big trouble, and Poor Dao will not admit that this matter is related to Poor Dao."
Ji Hao rolled his eyes and glanced at the Netherworld Sect Master.
The Netherworld Sect Master patted Ji Hao's shoulder with great interest, and said with a smile: "Those black skins and four-eyes just now, after three or five hundred years of poor Dao concoction, I will send you another batch."
Hehe, so many fresh materials, it's enough to be poor enough to play, and it's been enough for many years. ” Haha laughed a few times, the Netherworld Sect Master glanced at those Terran guides, and the black wheels in his eyes spun rapidly, and after a while, he reached out and grabbed the bronze portal, and saw tens of thousands of fluttering translucent figures flying out of the portal.
Like a fire burning his buttocks, the Netherworld Sect Master didn't even look at these souls that he threw out of the Netherworld, and hurriedly said goodbye to Ji Hao, turning into a flash of spiritual light and rushing into the bronze portal.
The door closed with two thuds, and the bronze gate disappeared as fast as it could.
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