"Gah!"
Lord Crow poked his head out of Ji Hao's arms and looked at the group of bloody teeth that turned into dust with the wind in shock.
Tens of thousands of elites, including hundreds of great wizard-level masters, were actually killed by Si Wenming's sword. What makes people feel even more chilled is that this sword killed thousands of people silently, but it didn't even damage a piece of armor, not even a leaf or a piece of thatch in the forest.
The power of this sword is earth-shattering, and at the same time, this sword is gentle and calm.
Ji Hao stared blankly at the armors and helmets that fell to the ground and were still shaking, and couldn't help but gasp.
Ji Hao could no longer imagine Si Wen Ming's strength and realm. Ji Hao could not imagine how much power it would take to turn the terrifying power of annihilation into such an understatement, like a dragonfly touching water.
Lazily waving his hand, the long sword made of black iron, simple and elegant in shape, completely black and without any luster. Not even a single rune lit up during the blow just now. Si Wenming lifted his sword from his shoulder. He pulled off a piece of hemp rope, wrapped it around the long sword, and hung it on his back.
"Well, I haven't done anything for a long time, and I'm a bit unskilled. I almost destroyed all the treasures on them." Si Wenming smiled and stretched out his hand, and a handle was gleaming with light and exquisite shape. The handle was also inlaid with densely packed hundreds of flowers. Many sharp swords with various colored gems flew into his hand on their own.
"This sword is not bad, a little fancy, but it has real skills and is a good thing. If you take it back to Pu Ban, you can exchange it for thousands of big animals and thousands of vats of good wine." Si Wenming stroked the sharp blade. , flicking the sword with his finger, and nodded to Ji Hao with a smile: "According to the rules of the Southern Wilderness, everyone has a share, ha, I will take this sword and go back to exchange for wine. For the rest, you two little kids Let’s divide it!”
Manman grabbed Ji Hao's sleeve and shook his head gently: "I don't want it. Manman has no shortage of armor and weapons. Give them all to Ji Hao, their tribe must be short of these."
Ji Hao didn't show any pretense. He smiled and coughed twice, spitting out the last piece of blood in his body. He took a deep breath and bowed to Si Wenming with ease: "Given by the elder, The boy didn't dare to refuse, so he accepted them all. These are all good things, and our Fire Crow Department really doesn't have many such sophisticated armors and weapons."
Si Wenming smiled and nodded. He touched the pigeons standing on his shoulders and stared at the Crow Lord, and said in a kind voice: "Well, let's do it. Ji Hao, are you a child of the Fire Crow Department?" Fire Crow Department, Fire Crow Department, these things happened here, I might as well drop by the Fire Crow Department."
Shrugging his shoulders, Si Wenming smiled comfortably and said: "Anyway, I don't have a specific goal to go to. Wherever I go, that's where I go."
Ji Hao and Manman watched Si Wenming's next movements curiously. He stretched out his fingers and drew a complex rune on the soft wet mud. He gently pressed his right hand on the center of the rune and whispered in a low voice. A mantra was recited.
Ji Hao narrowed his eyes, and his keen mental power spread out around him. He could clearly feel the waves of strange soul fluctuations spreading from Si Wenming's body, and spread all over the place thousands of miles around in an instant. Mountain forest.
A low roar came from afar, and along with the sound of branches breaking, two five- to six-foot-long black panthers came galloping through the black smoke. The two big leopards glanced at Si Wenming from a distance, squinted their eyes and felt the soul fluctuations emanating from Si Wenming. The original low roar turned into a gentle 'huhu' grunt, and they swung their tails happily. came up.
Not long after, several more colorful giant tigers rushed over.
They were also wary of Ji Hao and Manman at first, but inspired by Si Wenming's soul fluctuations, these giant tigers quickly dispelled their wariness and approached with almost smiles on their faces.
Leopards, tigers, giant elephants, mammoths... In just a quarter of an hour, hundreds of giant beasts came one after another. Ji Hao and Manman were busy picking up the armor and weapons that had fallen to the ground, carefully binding them with tree vines, and placing them on the backs of these giant beasts.
It took more than two hours to get everything sorted. Si Wenming rode a strong bison to clear the way ahead. Ji Hao and Manman rode on the back of a strong giant leopard, following closely behind. A large group of beasts lined up. Following the neat team, they quickly passed through the dense forest and headed towards the Fire Crow Department.
With Si Wenming, a man as powerful as a god or a demon, accompanying him, Ji Hao and Manman finally relaxed completely.
After several days and nights of continuous pursuit, the two of them were severely injured one after another. Manman was already exhausted and almost died. Almost as soon as she sat on the leopard's back, she tilted her head and fell asleep leaning on Ji Hao's shoulder.
Ji Hao crossed his legs, supported Manman with his shoulders, squinted his eyes slightly, and silently used the method of warming and nourishing the soul in the Nine-Character Mantra Sutra to regain his energy. The vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth continued to converge towards Ji Hao's body, running along the meridians in the body for several days, and then turned into pure alchemy mana and merged into the Zifu Yuan Dan.
Si Wenming, who was riding on the back of a bison, felt the strange fluctuations in the vitality of the surrounding world. He turned back curiously and took a deep look at Ji Hao.
A deep divine light swirled in Si Wenming's eyes as he carefully looked up and down at Ji Hao. In his eyes, Ji Hao's body was like a whirlpool, and the endless energy of heaven and earth was constantly converging into his body, and then completely disappeared into the depths of his black hole-like body.
"The little guy is interesting."
While packing up the armor and weapons, Si Wenming had already found out from Manman what had happened to them these days.
Ji Hao relied on his cultivation at the elementary level of the Little Witch Realm, which he had just activated the power of his bloodline, to be able to kill the Jia Clan warriors at the Great Witch level one after another, and led Barbarian to escape for thousands of miles under the crazy pursuit of the Blood Fang Group. , which astonished even Si Wenming.
More importantly, Ji Hao is still so young, and he comes from a declining tribe in the Southern Wilderness. He is not from a noble family like Manman. His resources and the witchcraft inheritance he has received are all in Si Wenming's opinion. is trivial.
It was with these meager resources and inheritance that Ji Hao was able to achieve such brilliant results, and Si Wenming couldn't help but feel excited.
"It's a good baby, um... I don't know if it's been weaned yet. A young eagle, does it have the courage to leave the nest and fly far away?"
Ji Hao didn't have the energy to pay attention to Si Wenming. He just concentrated on practicing hard to restore his physical strength and recuperate his essence and blood. At the same time, he was still silently absorbing the great terror and great joy brought by this life-and-death pursuit.
He felt that his heart was bright, and the dark curtain that had firmly blocked his soul in his previous life was suddenly dismantled.
A bright and smooth road appeared in front of Ji Hao. The essence and blood all over his body suddenly fluctuated crazily. He roared in a low voice. The energy of heaven and earth of various attributes rolled in from the void in all directions. The indescribable mysterious power in the eight poles of the universe was expressed in the nine-character mantra. Under the urging of , one after another appeared in his soul space out of thin air, directly injecting the Zifu Yuan Dan that had been compressed into substance.
Suddenly Ji Hao opened his eyes, and a burst of purple energy shot out three feet away.
The nine golden mantra seals on the Zifu Yuan Dan are condensed, and the virtual Zifu Yuan Dan is rapidly undergoing some kind of earth-shaking and irreversible magical evolution into the actual golden elixir.
Si Wenming looked at Ji Hao in horror. The vitality of heaven and earth within a hundred miles radius was fluctuating crazily under the agitation of some magical power in Ji Hao's body.
Such fluctuations in vitality, not to mention the warriors of the small witch realm, even the great witch level witch sacrificial rituals, without decades of witchcraft sacrificial training, cannot do it!
"I'm going to decide on this doll!" Si Wenming slapped his forehead hard and laughed silently.
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