"cold!"
When the clone took Ao Bai and flew towards the heaven, Ao Bai shivered all over and moaned softly like a mortal who had been caught by the cold. Cold sweat continued to ooze from his bluish-white skin, and there was no blood coming out of the wound behind him that almost split his upper body into two pieces—all the blood in his body was almost drained out!
With the powerful vitality of Bixi, one of the nine sons of the ancestral dragon, the blood in Ao Bai's body was almost drained. His huge blood essence energy could not replenish his body with even a drop of new blood!
Ji Hao's clone could clearly see the internal organs in Ao Bai's chest through the wound on Ao Bai's back. The wound turned white, like the eyes of a dead fish. Ji Hao gently pressed his fingers on the skin near the wound. The tentacles were cold and the muscles were greasy, like a corpse that had been soaked in sewer water for half a month. .
"What the hell did Wu Bi use?" Ji Hao asked in shock: "Even if it's a dragon-slaying technique... it's a secret technique made of voodoo mixed with witchcraft, but that knife..."
Ao Bai reluctantly opened his eyes. He gritted his teeth and muttered in a low voice: "In short, it's not a good thing. Damn it... let them retreat!"
Ao Bai and Ji Hao escaped too quickly. They rushed out of the heaven and had already fought in Puban. The dragon army that followed Ao Bai had only reached halfway. Ji Hao led Ao Bai back to the heaven, and happened to bump into these dragon warriors head-on. Ao Bai hurriedly screamed: "Retreat, retreat, you bunch of bastards, you can't mess with this!"
Ji Hao raised his eyebrows, Ao Bai's words were quite mysterious.
What do you mean by this, 'They can't get involved'? It's a bit interesting, it's really interesting. After hearing this, Ao Bai seemed to know something
Ji Hao looked back, just in time to see Wu Bi Jie Jie grinning ferociously, holding the bloody long knife, creating countless afterimages, and chasing after him with black smoke in the sky. Wu Bi's light escape speed was astonishing, flying through the void like a ghost. He caught up with Ji Hao in a few flashes, and struck down with a bloody light from the long knife in his hand.
The Pangu Bell rippled slightly, and the blood-colored long knife that had just easily seriously injured Ao Bai collided violently with the chaotic aura emitted by the Pangu Bell. Ji Hao narrowed his eyes. He couldn't feel any pressure from the bloody light released by the long knife!
Wu Bi's sword was nowhere compared to the ordinary Wu Emperor's full blow. How could he seriously injure Ao Bai so easily
"Get out!" Ji Hao roared, opening his mouth and spitting out a stream of golden fire. With the help of the huge power contained in a branch of the hibiscus tree, Ji Hao's golden flames instantly covered the void for thousands of miles in radius. The large afterimage brought up by Wu Bi was swept away by the fire and disappeared without a trace. There was also a large golden flame attached to his body, burning him with black air and large blisters on his skin.
"Ji Hao, I will make you look good one day!" Wu Bi was in pain, but he was not angry. He grinned and smiled strangely at Ji Hao a few times. His body swayed and suddenly created a huge arc, which passed by in a flash. He grabbed Ji Hao and Ao Bai and broke into the mighty dragon army.
Thousands of heavily armored dragons raised their heads to the sky and roared. They formed a military formation and rushed towards Wu Bi. Qing Yishui'er's golden halberd brought countless rays of lightning, converging into an electric dragon as thick as a hundred feet and struck hard at him. On Wu Bi.
Wu Bi's body exploded, turning into a large piece of black energy, wrapped in countless afterimages, and rushed into the formation of these dragons. The electric dragon exploded, but failed to touch his body. Wu Bi waved the bloody sword in his hand, A blood rainbow tore through the void. Thousands of dragons, who had worked hard for at least ten thousand years and had strong magical powers and strong bodies, screamed in unison. Their bodies were torn open like tofu by the light of the sword, and thousands of dragon heads flew up together.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it, retreat, retreat, retreat!" Ao Bai screamed loudly. He suddenly turned his head and roared at Ji Hao: "Ji Hao, stop Wu Bi and save my clan son. You will count as my nine brothers." I owe you a favor... From now on, my whole dragon clan will be at your disposal nine times!"
"Nine times?" Ji Hao looked at Ao Bai in shock, and then he was suddenly startled by Ao Bai's words: "You have nine brothers? Are all the nine sons of Zulong..."
Ao Bai glanced at Ji Hao and shouted coldly: "My dragon clan has searched the Pangu world for countless years, and smashed all the genius treasures that can condense the magic body collected into it, allowing the nine of us brothers to return to the world. … Is it difficult?”
"You dragon clan is really plotting... Okay, you owe me a favor, let me drive the entire dragon clan nine times!" Ji Hao bared his teeth and looked at Ao Bai, and was heartbroken by Ao Bai's condition. Trembling. What is the origin of the bloody sword in Wu Bi's hand? Is it worth Ao Bai's huge investment
If we weren't facing the disaster of genocide...
Ji Hao made Lingling shiver. Could the bloody sword in Wu Bi's hand cause annihilation to the dragon clan? How can it be? What is the origin of this bloody sword? He knew what Ao Bai meant, but looking at his weak face now, it was obvious that he would not tell Ji Hao the truth.
Suddenly, a terrifyingly strong, extremely ancient, animalistic dragon aura fell from the sky. A strong dragon man with a dragon head and a human body, covered with thick blue scales, about twelve feet tall, stepped on the floating clouds and landed next to Ji Hao. He solemnly said to Ji Hao. Ji Hao nodded: "Emperor Ji Hao, please... Just leave Xiaoba to me."
Ji Hao glanced at the strong dragon man covered in blue dragon scales, then looked at the relieved Ao Bai, and threw him away: "May I ask who you are?"
"Prison Cow!" The strong man took Ao Bai, took out a pill that was the size of an ordinary human head and stuffed it into Ao Bai's mouth, and said seriously: "I'll leave this to you... Or, As long as you grab that knife, I will let this little bastard of the new witch lineage know what it feels like to have all your bones crushed into foam!"
What Qiu Niu and Ao Bai were afraid of was the bloody sword!
Ji Hao looked up and saw that Wu Bi had already burst into the dragon army with a strange smile. With a wave of his long knife, more than a dozen dragon heads flew high into the sky. This time, the ones he killed were not mixed-blood dragons, but pure-blood dragons. The ancient dragon kings he led were so heartbroken that they cursed in endlessly.
"What's the name of that knife?" Ji Hao exploded and turned into sparks all over the sky and rushed toward Wu Bi. At the same time, he loudly asked Qiu Niu about the origin of the knife.
Qiu Niu hesitated for a long time, and when Ji Hao had rushed to Wu Bi's side and turned into a large sea of fire and surrounded Wu Bi, Qi Niu said to himself: "If it's right, maybe... and Long It may be related to the mother... But, she was suppressed properly... How could it be, how could it be..."
Mother of Dragons
Ji Hao was stunned, and the sea of fire suddenly froze for a moment, almost allowing Wu Bi to take the opportunity to strike again.
(End of chapter)