No one could see Ji Hao clearly when he killed Emperor Yemo, but his arrogance in selling dozens of powerful elders to the Netherworld in public was clearly seen by countless people.
Ye Motian was stunned for a while, and then he danced and laughed in the transparent crystal cabin like a madman. He failed to see Ji Hao's figure clearly, and no one present could see Ji Hao's figure clearly, but this did not prevent Ye Motian from cheering hysterically.
"Nice job? Who is it? Who is it? Who is dealing with these old immortals? Continue, work hard, kill them, I will be rewarded heavily! When I become the supreme master of Pangu World and the surrounding world, I will be rewarded heavily Reward you!"
Ye Motian laughed so hard that his eyes and nose wrinkled up.
He understands his own affairs. He just devoted all his energy and energy to control the wave of attacks launched by the destruction weapons. This is the best he can do now. In this way, there were still thirty-three power elders who were seriously injured and on the verge of death.
Seriously injured and on the verge of death, what does it mean to these old immortals who have been scrapping territory in the Pangu world for countless years? They also don't know how many potions at the bottom of the box can restore them to their original state at any time.
He is not afraid of the siege of dozens of powerful elders; nor is he afraid of the siege of nearly a hundred ax and staff elders.
But all the foreign races know it well - only when the power of the Yu and Jia tribes are organically combined can they exert their most powerful combat effectiveness. The destructive power of a Yu clan nobleman and a Jia clan warrior in tacit cooperation is at least three or even five times that of the two of them fighting alone!
If dozens of power elders and nearly a hundred ax and staff elders successfully join forces, no matter how arrogant Yemotian is, he would not dare to say that he can withstand such an attack. So when he saw an 'unseen' person sneak attack on these seriously injured power elders, Ye Motian smiled a little hysterically, regardless of the fact that he was vomiting blood.
A total of eighteen axe-staff elders immediately gave up the siege on Ye Motian. They let out a deafening war cry and rushed toward Ji Hao with eighteen sky-splitting hurricanes.
They still couldn't find Ji Hao's figure, but based on the position of the bronze portal opened in mid-air and their countless years of war experience, they determined the most likely location of Ji Hao. Eighteen gleaming magic weapons made a harsh sound as they slashed at Ji Hao who was hiding in the void with incomparable accuracy.
"Awesome!" Ji Hao raised his eyebrows and praised him sincerely.
These guys couldn't see his figure at all, but they could launch a joint attack on him accurately. The strength of these ax and staff elders was really real.
Countless chains tightly held the thirty-three struggling elders of power, and despite their crazy roars and screams, huge power continued to come from the Nether World, dragging them inch by inch and sinking into the Nether World.
Ji Hao felt the excitement of the leader of the Netherworld. Like Ye Motian, he was almost crazy excited—thirty-three seriously injured power elders and thirty-three strong men in the sun and moon realm. This may be the most generous harvest for the Netherworld Cult Master in so many years.
Similarly, Ji Hao also received the soul fluctuations of the Nether Cult Leader. After all, the power elders are the power elders. Thirty-three people joined forces to resist. It was not easy for the leader of the Netherworld to force them into the Netherworld through the air.
They were indeed seriously injured, but the injured tiger was the most dangerous existence. At this moment, the leader of the Netherworld can easily kill these powerful elders, but if he wants to bring them into the Netherworld intact, it is more than a hundred times more difficult than killing them
The leader of Netherworld hurriedly told Ji Hao that he could not bear any interruption at this moment.
The attacks of the eighteen axe-staff elders were about to fall on Ji Hao. He used the power of Taiyin to hide his body. It would be good if half of the attacks of these axe-staff elders could actually hit him, but the remaining The 95% attack power below will definitely hit the portal that communicates with the netherworld behind Ji Hao.
Ji Hao smiled. With a shake of his head, eighteen long hairs fell off.
A ray of vitality was injected into the long hair, and Ji Hao spurted out a mouthful of vitality and injected it into all eighteen long hairs. Countless extremely small runes flashed across the long hair, and a flood of spiritual energy from all directions rolled into the long hair.
'Yeah... ugh'!
Hearing a loud shout, Ji Hao, with eighteen immortal lights flowing all over his body, soared out of the cracked long hair. Their figures shimmered like ghosts. In an instant, they were in front of the eighteen axe-staff elders, and faced them with a palm. The face door was chopped down.
The eighteen Ax and Staff elders all exclaimed.
They felt that what was struck in front of them was not a palm, but a huge battle axe. The fierce battle ax struck with a harsh whistling sound, following a mysterious trajectory, with a terrifying momentum that could completely split the world into pieces.
What frightened these axe-staff elders who had tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of combat experiences was that they discovered to their horror that these palms that had been chopped off at the head, their fingertips were locking the most impossible of their moves. Weaknesses and loopholes!
Each of their moves has been refined over time, and they are the most suitable combat moves that they have figured out through countless bloody battles on the battlefield. They dare to swear with their own heads that there is no weakness in their moves... Even if there is, no one can discover their weaknesses in time on the battlefield, in the ever-changing and critical battlefield.
It happened that the eighteen of them were discovered by others at the same time, and the unique weaknesses and loopholes in the moves were revealed. Like the palm of a giant axe, it struck at their weak points with an aura as if the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering.
The extremely rich combat experience of the Ax Staff elders has now become their biggest burden. They were horrified to find that after their loopholes were discovered, they were immediately frightened by the terrifying aura condensed on the enemy's palms.
It's over, dead! They simulated in their minds the horrific consequences of having their heads smashed, their bodies torn apart, and even their souls completely crushed into pieces after their weaknesses were breached.
Dropping their weapons, the heavy armor suddenly dispersed on its own. The eighteen axe-staff elders gave up the attack. They separated from Ji Hao as quickly as possible and retreated as quickly as possible.
There were even two elders with the strongest strength and richest combat experience who were deeply caught up in the artistic conception brought about by Ji Hao's attack. They instantly figured it out on their own, and based on their own strength, they simulated tens of thousands of scenarios in which they could resist the blow with all their strength.
Every time, they were defeated and beaten to pieces.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the light in the eyes of the two axe-staff elders suddenly dimmed. They were trapped by the secret of the great avenue in Ji Hao's clone attack, and their souls were greatly damaged.
Ji Hao laughed loudly, his long hair flying, and fifty-four long hairs fell off at the root, and fifty-four clones rushed out with roars.
What he used was the ever-changing technique that he understood from the Taoist body of Hua Taoist "Yan".
(End of chapter)