"How magnificent, my Qiong Sang man!" Saint Qiong Sang clapped his hands and laughed, looking at Ji Hao and Si Wenming very deliberately and forcefully: "You two, go and have a rest. These nine dragon gates, since I, the poor Sang man, will be responsible for getting through it!"
Something even more outrageous happened. It seemed that the attitudes of Ji Hao and Si Wenming just now gave Qiong Sang Sheng the illusion that they were easy to bully. Qiong Sang Sheng actually waved his hand and there were seven or eight soldiers of the Qiong Sang clan. It flew over in the air.
Qiong Sang Sheng pointed at Ji Hao and Si Wenming and said calmly: "Escort the two adults back to rest. Take good care of them and don't let them have any accidents. If the two adults lose a hair, you will do it yourself." Cut off the head!"
If you want to prevent Ji Hao and Si Wen from losing even a hair, does this mean close surveillance and surveillance day and night
Si Wenming's face was expressionless, and he rubbed the big pottery bowl in his hands vigorously with both hands. The thick calluses on his palms made the pottery bowl rattle.
Ji Hao sneered again and again, squinting unceremoniously and looking at Qiong Sang Sheng with his big white eyes.
I really asked Qiong Sang Sheng to lead people to open the nine dragon gates. What will people in the world say if this word spreads in the future
There is no doubt that the Gonggong clan will definitely send all his generals and ministers, those big names with surnames, to the nine dragon gates to fight against the human race. If Qiong Sang Sheng wanted to open up the nine dragon gates, he would naturally have to kill or seal the celebrities under the Gonggong clan one by one.
In the future, when they express their merits in front of Emperor Shun, the Qiong Sang Saints can boast proudly that their Qiong Sang clan killed Xiang Liu, beheaded Kunpeng, killed Wuzhi Qi, and peeled off the skin of the Black Water Black Snake to make it. Clothes and so on.
And what about Ji Hao and Si Wenming? They worked hard for several years and fought countless battles in wind and rain. Trillions of water monsters died under their hands. But when the credit was calculated in the end, oh, oh, how many times did you kill the nameless little demon...
There are so many people in the world, and they only value those high-ranking and famous people. How can they care about those unknown little monsters? They don't care how strong those nameless water monsters are, how many there are, let alone how difficult it is to destroy them.
Si Wenming and Ji Hao had to do the dirtiest, most tiring, and most troublesome things. In the end, the biggest and most delicious piece of fat in the Nine Dragon Gates, Poor Sang Sheng wanted to swallow it in one bite!
Ji Hao's ten fingers twitched slightly, and wisps of faint sword intent suddenly burst out of the body. The sword intent collided with each other in the air. Everyone's eyes suddenly blurred, as if they saw countless bright and dazzling swords flying in the sky. Collision.
As soon as the sword intention came out, Si Wenming's expression suddenly changed, and Yemo Shayi raised his eyebrows, and his eyebrows suddenly turned into pitch black. His figure gradually became hazy, and a greedy aura that swallowed everything and destroyed everything faintly flowed.
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 movements here for a long time, and suddenly felt the murderous sword intent emanating from Ji Hao. They hurriedly stepped forward. The clouds swept over here.
Still nearly a hundred miles away, Feng Xing disappeared in the wind, but an extremely sharp and domineering arrow had already locked onto Qiong Sang Sheng from a distance.
Yu Mu pulled out the Plague God Flag and shook it gently. Dozens of plague locusts that were several feet long spewed poisonous mist and flew out, slowly circling around Yu Mu.
Yuan Li jumped to Ji Hao's side with a somersault, holding a Panlong stick, looking up and down at Qiong Sang Sheng: "Yeah? What does this white-faced and hairless guy want to do? Why, he wants to live with our brothers. A pass?"
Qiong Sang Sheng'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. He was just a water monkey turned spirit. He was just a lowly monster and was not taken seriously by Qiu Sang Sheng. .
Ji Hao looked at Qiong Sang Sheng, who was still arrogant, and ignored Si Wenming's eyes to stop him, and said word by word: "Yes, this guy wants to die, and he wants our brothers to help him!"
Qiong Sang Sheng was stunned.
The Qiong Sang warriors recruited by Qiong Sang Sheng were also stunned.
Si Wenming's expression changed slightly and he sighed silently. He knew that Qiong Sang Sheng's words and deeds these days had really pissed off Ji Hao. He couldn't help but glared at Qiong Sang Sheng angrily - I really thought you were a descendant of Shaohao, so no one dared to do anything to you
"What... did you just say?" Qiong Sang Sheng was stunned for a while, still not daring or unwilling to believe his ears. He stared at Ji Hao with wide eyes and asked word by word: "What did you just say? ? Yaohou Jihao, can you explain it more clearly to me?"
"Do you want to die?" Ji Hao took two steps forward, almost in front of Qiong Sang Sheng, and spat out each word with cold air from the gap between his teeth. He opened his eyebrows and opened his eyes, and a terrifying ray of destruction rhyme was released from the body of the Tao of Destruction. Ji Hao's eyebrows turned into pitch black like Yemo Shayi, exuding a terrifying aura that made people despair. .
"If you want to die, if you want to drag the entire Qiong Sang clan to die with you, I can help!" Ji Hao raised his hand and pressed his finger on Qiong Sang Sheng's nose, with a ferocious look in his eyes. He said coldly: "When you die, I will definitely let Emperor Shun publish an obituary to the world, saying that in order to break the Nine Dragon Gates, you fought against the Gonggong clan... and you were sprayed to death by the Gonggong clan!"
"You!" Qiong Sang Sheng was a little panicked. His eyes were confused and he didn't dare to look at Ji Hao.
In the Toka 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 the "divine witch" in the Toka Kingdom, and he was the closest to the gods. A strong person who can reach the sky at any time and become the strongest person of the Witch God.
With his lofty status and strong strength, he developed a arrogant and arrogant temperament.
When someone didn't take his status and strength seriously and came up to him with a domineering and barbaric attitude, Qiong Sang Sheng didn't know what to do. According to his personality, he now wants to order Ji Hao to be hacked to death...
But whether it's Yemo Shayi and Feng Xing who have disappeared, or the Plague God Banner in Yu Mu's hand, or the Panlong Stick in Yuan Li's hand...
Even Si Wenming, who was standing aside without saying a word, had a terrifying power brewing in his body. Qiong Sang Sheng had a vague feeling that if he dared to attack Ji Hao, Si Wenming would never care about his identity or the Ten Day Kingdom behind him, and would definitely attack and kill him with all his strength!
Poor Sang Sheng is a little crazy!
Si Wen Ming and Si Wen Ming of the Chong tribe. Although they are also descendants of the Yellow Emperor, they are just a branch clan that separated from the main body of the Xiong clan and established their own foundation. Even though these few generations of mere branch families have developed very well, his poor Sang family is still the head of Shaohao!
Qiongsang clan, this is the direct descendant of Shaohao, the clan's strength is ten times, even a hundred or a thousand times that of You Chong tribe!
How dare Si Wenming murder him? Is he crazy
Suddenly there was another loud roar from the front, and half of Heishui Yaoyao's cheek was scratched off by Qiong Sangshuang's bowstring.
(End of chapter)