In front of Kuimen, the black water black snake like a hill on the black cloud remained motionless, with a hint of ridicule in its pale green eyes, looking coldly at the ghostly fireball spewed out by Gui Chexi.
The death of Heishui Yaoyao just now did not bother Heishui Xuanshe. He has too many heirs, and Heishui Yaoyao is just one of the more outstanding ones. For Heishui Xuanshe, who has a cold nature, as long as he can defend Kuimen, the death of any number of heirs is worth it.
A dark-skinned bald man rushed out quickly on the water waves. Facing the ghost fire ball blasted by Gui Chexi, the big man shouted sternly: "The person who killed you is Heishui Xiu Xiu! Tsk, Heishui Yaoyao is the one who killed you!" He's such a useless piece of trash. If I had known, I should have swallowed him up!"
With a strange roar, Heishui opened his mouth, and a ball of poisonous flames, several feet in diameter and covered with dark green smoke, came out of his mouth, flew dozens of miles in the air, and hit hard. On the ghost fire ball.
The poisonous gas fireball and the ghost fireball collided together, and the two underwent mysterious changes. A faint blue fireball with a diameter of a hundred feet appeared in the air. The fireball burned violently, constantly making subtle ghostly roars, and there was a large amount of poisonous gas cold. The wind kept seeping out.
Gui Chexie narrowed his eyes, he smiled strangely, and with a wave of his hands, he pulled out a strange long flag made of white bones and woven human hair from nowhere. Hundreds of bloody and strange runes were drawn on the dark flag. Gui Chexie held the long flag several feet high in his hands and shook it hard. A sharp and unpleasant bird cry suddenly sounded in mid-air.
'Zhi'er~qua'!
After a bird cry, large pale white ghosts poured out from the long flags. Countless ghosts with blurred faces and gloomy bodies were like white meteors, roaring through the void and rushing towards the black water.
In the castle surrounded by will-o'-the-wisps and made up of countless skeletons, hundreds of young men with pale faces wearing white bone armor flew out on various strange objects.
Bone birds, bone beasts, bone dragons, and various skulls of different sizes, or simply a piece of white bone, or an unknown huge piece of skin...
The wind was miserable and the ghost fires were thick. Hundreds of youths from the Gui Che clan rushed out. Without saying a word, they waved the unique long flag in Gui Che Xie's hand and shook it fiercely. Then they heard the "chirp" ghost whistle rising into the sky. From there, countless white ghosts rushed towards Kuimen overwhelmingly.
"What a huge momentum!" Qiong Sang Sheng and You Chao Yu looked at each other and sneered at the same time.
A burst of extremely cold Yin Qi suddenly appeared around Ji Hao, and a pale palm silently spurted out from the cloud of gray-white Yin Qi, grabbing Ji Hao's neck fiercely.
If he were an ordinary person, a great witch from the human race who did not cultivate his soul and relied solely on his tyrannical body to fight, he might have been grabbed by the neck by this sudden grab. But Ji Hao spreads his consciousness around at any time, monitoring all the disturbances within a thousand miles around him at any time and at any time.
As soon as this palm appeared, Ji Hao had already noticed his movements. He pretended to be ignorant and stared blankly in the direction of Kuimen. When his palm was about to touch his neck, Ji Hao suddenly snorted coldly, and a golden flame about three feet high and as thick as a thumb suddenly ignited on his neck. .
In the spirit space, the Sun Dao Fei formed a seal with his hands, his eyes flashed with golden divine light, and he used all his strength to activate the strongest Sun Essence Fire that Ji Hao could control now.
The pale white palm pressed squarely on the ball of sun essence fire. Poor sun essence fire was pure and pure Yang, the nemesis of all ghosts and evil spirits in the world. This pale white palm just touched Ji Hao. The golden flames on his neck burned brightly.
There was a miserable howl, and a young man wearing a pitch-black robe made of long human hair, with skin as pale as a ghost, with countless black runes slowly squirming under the almost transparent skin, was shaking crazily and burning. His right hand was jumping around like a flea behind Ji Hao.
Amidst the sound of "chichi", the flesh and blood of the young man's right palm turned into flying ash in the blink of an eye, leaving only the gray-white translucent skeleton.
The young man's bones were tempered by unknown witchcraft. Under the burning of the sun's essence fire, his hand bones squirmed rapidly like paste, with twisted and ferocious faces constantly appearing on them. These twisted faces screamed hoarsely, and continued to turn into wisps of white smoke and dissipate in the sun's essence fire.
It was precisely these faces that kept counteracting the sun's essence fire that prevented the young man's hand bones from being completely refined.
Qiong Sang Sheng and Youchao Yu laughed strangely at the same time.
Si Wenming coughed lightly and stretched out his hand to pull Ji Hao's sleeve: "Ji Hao, this is Gui Che Qingcao, the great elder of the Gui Che clan. You can also call him Mi Qingcao... He is just joking with you. , put away this fire!"
Si Wenming had some understanding of Ji Hao's weirdness. Ji Hao was born in the Fire Crow Tribe of the Southern Wilderness. He initially used the inherited power of the three-legged Golden Crow clan. The Golden Crow Divine Flame also has extremely destructive power against all kinds of evil spirits.
Later, Ji Hao's cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds, and the Golden Crow Divine Flame that Ji Hao originally controlled has evolved into the more terrifying and powerful Sun Fire.
Although Gui Che Qingcao is the great elder of the Gui Che clan and belongs to the same level of immortality as Qiong Sang Sheng and Youchao Yu, Sun Zhenhuo happens to be the nemesis of all the witchcraft and secret techniques of the Gui Che clan. Gui Che Qing Cao Yi Lao Lao Lao Lao wanted to tease Ji Hao, but he ended up being shameless!
Given his status, being injured like this by Ji Hao, if word spread, Mi Qingcao would not have to see anyone anymore.
Ji Hao snorted coldly, waved his right hand, and the golden flames on Gui Che Qing Cao's hand suddenly dissipated. Gui Che Qing Cao took a deep breath, and the refined skin and flesh on his right hand quickly regenerated, returning to normal in the blink of an eye.
"Yaohou Ji Hao!" Gui Che Qingcao's pale eyes stared at Ji Hao: "Okay, I will remember you!"
With a cold snort, Gui Che Qing Cao raised his head arrogantly and shouted loudly: "Little grandson Wen Ming, you have been through the wind and rain in the past few years. Are you exhausted? Your achievements in the past are enough. In the end, Just leave the little bit of credit to us!”
With a strange laugh, Gui Che Qing Cao said coldly: "We, the Gui Che clan, are also members of the human race. If someone comes to bully us, we naturally cannot sit idly by. Let these unworthy little monsters be left to the children of our clan. !”
As soon as Guiche Qingcao finished speaking, Youchao Yu laughed and stepped to Si Wenming's side: "Yes, yes, what Elder Qingcao said is absolutely right, Si Wenming, you just need to rest, you can't take any credit." They were all robbed by you, weren’t they?”
Before Si Wen Ming could speak, Qiong Sang Sheng on the side also laughed: "Isn't that right? Si Wen Ming, and Yao Hou Ji Hao, just go and have a rest! Come here, send some adults to have a rest. !”
Without allowing Ji Hao and Si Wenming to speak, nearly a hundred people from the Qiongsang, Youchao, and Guiche clans each swarmed forward and surrounded Ji Hao and Si Wenming.
Ji Hao glanced at Si Wenming.
In this posture, if the two of them don't take anyone to rest, how can these old guys from the three tribes really take action
(End of chapter)