A huge blue bird stopped at the door of the wooden house.
It has long green feathers from head to tail. In the hazy morning light, this big blue bird's entire body exudes a faint green sheen.
The big bird's expression is very arrogant. Its beak and claws, which are like emerald carvings, scratch and bite on the ground from time to time. Occasionally, it rolls its eyes to look at the Wind Bird tribe members far and near. Most of them are whites of the eyes.
A young man who was about ten feet tall and extremely delicate was sitting on the back of the big bird. His expression was the same as that of the horse under his crotch. He was arrogant, proud, arrogant, so arrogant that he wished every hair on his body could be worn. Howl towards the sky.
Thousands of people from the Wind Bird Tribe surrounded them, chattering and shouting for Mu Jiuxiao to come out quickly to greet the Holy Spirit Messenger. However, they did not dare to get close to the big bird and the young man on its back. They only dared to watch from a distance. However, the man and the bird stopped in front of the wooden house, causing several respected tribesmen to stop trying to enter the wooden house. Don't dare.
"Elder, elder, the messenger is here, come out quickly to greet him!"
"Elder? Did you hear that? Come out quickly to greet the messenger!"
"Oh, the elder must have devoted himself to cultivation and closed his six senses. He can't hear us. What should we do?"
In the wooden house, Mu Jiuxiao's expression became very strange. He looked at Ji Hao tremblingly, and large patches of cold sweat continued to break out on his forehead. But soon, Mu Jiuxiao's expression gradually became relaxed, and a smile gradually spread on his face.
At the end, Mu Jiuxiao even had the courage to stand up slowly and look down at Ji Hao who was sitting on the ground.
"No matter who you are, the messenger of the Holy Spirit has boundless magical powers. You cannot be the messenger's opponent."
"I am going to meet the messenger sent by the Holy Spirit now. Are you running away or what?"
Because of the arrival of the Holy Spirit messenger outside, Mu Jiuxiao, who was scared out of his wits just now, who had been trembling with fear all night, regained his composure and took on the airs he should have as a tribal elder.
Ji Hao thought for a while, looked at the statue of the Holy Spirit on the altar table, and then laughed.
Standing up, Ji Hao slapped Mu Jiuxiao on the face. Mu Jiuxiao howled miserably, rolled around and was slapped, flying out of the door of the wooden house. Accompanied by a shrill howl, Mu Jiuxiao spat out blood, with a few big teeth mixed in the blood. He fell in embarrassment at the feet of the big blue bird.
Qingniao was stunned, his human eyes fixed on Mu Jiuxiao.
The young man on the back of the blue bird was also stunned. He lowered his head and looked at Mu Jiuxiao for no reason, and scolded coldly: "Are you the elder of this tribe? Why are you in such a mess?"
Ji Hao walked out of the wooden house with a smile on his face, stood at the door and cupped his hands to the young man on Qingniao's back: "He is in such a mess, of course he was beaten by me. As for why I beat him... Actually, I had no intention of hurting him. , but his expression just now was so deserving of a beating."
Originally, Ji Hao could easily let Mu Jiuxiao go, and at most just erase his memory.
But since the messenger of living beings was here, Ji Hao wanted to weigh the quality of the messenger, and Mu Jiuxiao didn't know how to provoke Ji Hao, so no wonder Ji Hao made him suffer.
As soon as he saw Ji Hao, the young man jumped up like a cat whose tail was burned by fire. He pointed at Ji Hao and screamed at the top of his lungs: "Devil from outside the world! Kill him, kill him, with the power of the Holy Spirit." I am destined to kill every member of our Mu clan who sees such a creature with all our strength!"
While pointing at Ji Hao and yelling, the young man threw a cyan wood block the size of a palm.
The block of wood exploded, and a ball of green light spurted out. In the green light was the appearance of a human warrior wearing heavy armor and a fierce face.
Ji Hao glanced at the warrior and knew that he was a warrior from the Henggong Fish Tribe in the Northern Wilderness. From the fish-shaped crest on his breastplate, he could tell that he was a Witch King-level warrior. But now that his image appears here, his end is probably not much better.
The Holy Spirit's command was supreme in the hearts of these Mu tribesmen. Including Mu Jiuxiao, thousands of people from the Wind Bird tribe who were watching from far and near roared at the same time. On their backs, green raptor shadows rose into the sky and rolled up. Strong winds rushed toward Ji Hao.
Wind, turbulent wind, when the power of the wind is concentrated to the extreme, when the speed of the wind reaches the extreme, the power of the wind is more terrifying than a steel knife. Thousands of cyan wind knives ranging in length from three to five inches to more than one foot swept in accompanied by the screams of countless raptors. Smoke and dust flew, and the ground was cut with countless deep and shallow marks by the wind knives.
Ji Hao opened his hands and let these wind knives hit him.
The wind knives shattered one after another, and the strong wind surrounded Ji Hao in a crazy rotation and cutting, but Ji Hao's hair was not messy at all.
The Golden Crow Flame Robe stirred up a faint layer of fire. No matter how many wind knives slashed at it, this seemingly thin layer of fire did not move at all, not even a ripple.
Weak, too weak. The most powerful Mu Jiuxiao in this tribe has only as much magic power as the peak witch. Thousands of tribesmen working together cannot harm Ji Hao at all.
The young man sitting on the back of the blue bird glanced at Ji Hao in shock, and then he shouted sharply: "The evil demon from outside the world is indeed somewhat capable. But your accomplice has been killed by the Holy Spirit, what can you do?"
The blue bird roared loudly, opened its emerald-like beak, and a turbulent wind shot out.
The cultivation level of this blue bird is astonishing, and it is definitely a wizard king level existence. The strong wind he sprayed out was like a long blue knife and struck Ji Hao hard, splitting the flames that protected Ji Hao's body into pieces as big as a palm. A ripple of!
That's all. This Witch King-level blue bird attacks with all its strength, causing the protective flames emitted by the Golden Crow Flame Robe to sway!
The blue bird was stunned, its eyes nearly popped out of its sockets, its long blue feathers stood up one by one, and it looked at Ji Hao as if he had seen a ghost.
The young man screamed in shock. He patted the scabbard on his waist, and a blue long sword flew into the air. It suddenly turned into a large green centipede, whipping up a strong wind and strangled Ji Hao in the air.
The long sword itself was only six feet long, but once it rose into the air, it turned into a giant centipede a hundred feet long and strangled Ji Hao.
Ji Hao's sharp eyes clearly saw three black centipede beads inlaid on the hilt of the long sword. This flying sword can transform into a huge centipede to kill enemies, presumably because of the relationship between these three centipedes.
The weapon refining methods in this world are quite unique.
Ji Hao smiled 'haha', stretched out his hand and let the sword hit his palm.
With a 'clang', the five fingers closed together, the huge centipede screamed and disappeared into smoke. Ji Hao grabbed the blue sword in his hand and shook it hard, and the ray of spiritual thought in the sword was shattered to pieces.
The young man groaned and vomited blood just like Mu Jiuxiao last night, and then blood gushed out from all his orifices.
(End of chapter)