"There should be a limit to how stupid people are." Standing on the Kowloon chariot, overlooking dozens of wandering tribesmen, Ji Hao shook his head helplessly.
In the past, these wandering tribes were wandering without food and clothing, and lacked a systematic inheritance of witchcraft. There could be three or five great witch-level masters in the tribe, even if it was a relatively powerful tribe.
Among the dozens of wandering tribes at present, Ji Hao's spiritual consciousness searched for a long time and found only thirteen warriors at the Witch King level, and only about three hundred warriors at the Great Witch level. With such weak combat power, they actually dared to gather together and attack and kill the flood control army led by Si Wenming!
Si Wen ordered the flood control army under his command to include thousands of witch emperors, witch kings like clouds, and great witches like rain. The weaker great witches could only serve in the supply camp. Even if one of the weakest Huotou soldiers is randomly selected, they can easily massacre the rabble gathered by these wandering tribes.
Ji Hao didn't take any action at all. He just used the Nine Dragon Chariot to concentrate wisps of true sun fire and burned the armor and weapons of these tribal warriors. They cried and abandoned their armor and gave up all their weapons.
Are these people here to die, or are they here to make fun of you
"A bit weak, so weak that Manman didn't bother to fight them!" Manman held two lotus hammers blankly, looking at these wandering tribal warriors from a distance who were burned to pieces by the red-hot armor and weapons. He yawned triumphantly.
"Uh, are they hungry and are they here to get something to eat?" The confused Taisi suddenly woke up and looked at these warriors from the wandering tribe with wide eyes curiously. He shook his head with good intentions and sighed: "It feels uncomfortable to be hungry. We have a lot of big fish here that we didn't finish yesterday. Can we share some with them?"
As soon as Taisi finished speaking, tens of millions of warriors from the wandering tribes twitched at the same time. They looked up with distorted faces. The only thirteen witch king-level leaders simultaneously let out hysterical cries of pain, panicking. He stretched out his hand to Ji Hao and called for help.
Just after screaming in pain, all the warriors of the wandering tribe fell to the ground in despair. Even the thirteen Witch Kings just screamed one more time and fell dead on the spot. Thick black blood spurted out from their seven orifices, and the black blood with a hint of sinister aura spurted out like a spring, while their bodies quickly withered and withered.
In just a few breaths, all the members of the wandering tribe turned into a pool of sticky black poisonous blood.
'Puff' explosions were heard endlessly, and there was a continuous big explosion of black blood. Countless black blood sprayed everywhere. Wherever the black blood covered, the rocks were dissolved, the soil was melted, and the sand and gravel soil made a sharp sound when they melted. With a "chichi" sound, the ground was soon corroded into a deep pit several feet deep.
Ji Hao looked at the terrifying scene like a blood pool hell below in astonishment. What a ruthless method. If Ji Hao and the others hadn't discovered these desperate charging wandering tribal warriors first, they would have broken into the camp of the flood control army. This pass How many people will be killed by the poisonous blood outbreak
Amidst the muffled sound of "buzzing", the ten floating battle forts emitted dazzling bright light, spitting out long tails of light and rushing towards the camp. Terrible destructive power was brewing in the floating battle fortress. It was obvious that as soon as they broke into the camp of the flood control army, there would be an earth-shattering explosion.
Ji Hao roared angrily, and the Pangu Bell spurted out, releasing streams of chaotic energy that rolled down and tightly wrapped around the ten floating battle forts.
Countless metal puppets also spewed out dazzling flames and rushed desperately into the camp of the flood control army. There is also a large amount of black poisonous blood stuck to their bodies, and this black poisonous blood continues to explode. Once these metal puppets break into the camp, the damage caused will definitely be extremely considerable.
Ji Hao cursed angrily, this kind of war puppet charging desperately is really a headache.
The Nine Dragons Chariot emits immeasurable golden light, and countless fist-thick fires spurt out from the Nine Dragons Chariot. Under the control of Ji Hao's huge spiritual mind, the firelight penetrates the heads of these metal puppets with incomparable precision, and is instantly damaged. Their core control talisman array.
Metal puppets fell to the ground exuding terrible heat, and some metal puppets exploded violently. The dull explosions shook the ground faintly, and large areas of black blood were scattered in all directions by the force of the explosion.
The camp of the flood control army was completely alarmed. Countless human warriors who were sleeping on the ground jumped up. Amidst the harsh scoldings of countless generals, the human warriors who had been fighting with high intensity in the past few years only took a short time. In just one breath, a military formation was formed.
The murderous military formations echoed each other from a distance. Countless human warriors held weapons and roared loudly, waiting for all enemies that might appear.
Countless green, blue, and purple witch fires rushed into the sky, lighting up hundreds of miles around the camp like stars. Tens of thousands of Yinglongs rose into the sky with deep dragon roars, and their bloodshot eyes glanced around in anger.
A deep voice resounded throughout the camp, and many dragon kings shouted in a deep voice: "Find the enemy and tear them into pieces!"
The dragons roared loudly and flapped their huge wings to tear away the dark clouds in the sky. The sky was filled with stars twinkling, as if the actual starlight turned into a gorgeous waterfall of light visible to the naked eye and fell down, illuminating the camp in a variety of colors.
Si Wenming heard the explosions coming from outside the camp, and even heard the miserable cries of the warriors from the wandering tribes before they died. He wanted to get out of the camp to see what was going on, but there was a sudden howling of ghosts and wolves around him, and a dense shadow surrounded him.
In the shadows, there were countless human ghosts with distorted faces and bleeding eyes, howling miserably. These ghosts were the incarnations of dozens of wandering tribesmen who had just been poisoned. They had just died tragically and were transformed into ghosts under the drive of witchcraft. This was the time when their evil spirits were at their most ferocious and their power was strongest.
The terrifying evil energy emitted by tens of millions of dead souls has condensed into substance. Even with the power of Si Wenming, he was suppressed by this evil energy and could not breathe. Si Wenming seemed to be in a nightmare. He could not move. Wisps of terrible cold air kept intruding into his body, freezing his internal organs. Even his mind was frozen into ice.
A man from the Yu tribe wearing a black robe, half of his face was a handsome young man, and half of his face was a frightening and rugged man from the Yu tribe, step by step, walked out of the black mist. The broken half of his face smiled at Si Wenming, and he slowly pulled out a dark dagger covered with barbs and shaped like a scorpion's tail from his sleeve.
"I am a Brahma ghost... Some people say that I am too ugly, just like a ghost. The supreme and great Pluto Moon is above, in order to pursue the eternal power of death, is appearance so important?" Brahma Ghost' He chuckled, his whole body trembling with excitement, he slowly put the dagger in his hand on Si Wenming's chest, and said softly: "The great hero of human race's water control, hee hee, I will definitely keep your soul intact Take it out and make it into the most beautiful flesh puppet!"
There was an angry sword cry, and the Xuanyuan Sword that Si Wenming placed next to the witchcraft sand table rose into the air, and released a sword energy shaped like a golden dragon to kill the Brahma ghost head-on.
(End of chapter)