The Hunyuan Sun Flag burns all things, the Nine Yang Ge is indestructible, and the Panxi Divine Mirror is absolutely defensive. Ji Hao leads Crow Crow around and encounters more than a dozen waves of alien teams rushing in for reinforcements. He relies on the power of one person to defeat them all. rout.
In just a few days, Yao Bo Jihao's name was deeply imprinted in the hearts of Yemo Su and Yemo Tuo.
Hundreds of Yu clan nobles were beheaded by Ji Hao, and tens of thousands of Jia clan elites were killed by Ji Hao. Such a record was a great achievement for the human race, but for Yemo Su, who was responsible for commanding this alien army, That's an absolute disgrace.
However, the Yu clan also has this habit. Once a clan member performs slightly poorly, they will habitually mark this shame on the entire clan. Therefore, not only Yemo Su, but also Yemo Tuo and all the members of the Yemo family of the Anri lineage, regarded Ji Hao as a great shame and humiliation, and secretly vowed to kill him with a thousand knives.
On this day, Gongsun Yuan was still standing on the top of the mountain to cover the aboriginal residents who had been civilized by him as they evacuated to the Fallen Abyss. A mighty alien army rushed over in a large thick fog.
Gongsun Yuan's face suddenly became extremely ugly. He couldn't handle the partial army commanded by Emperor Shifang. He would never be able to handle the main force of these aliens. But when he looked behind him, there were countless natives retreating through the flag gate towards the Fallen Abyss.
"Brothers, we have to fight hard this time!" Gongsun Yuan raised the sword in his hand and grinned bitterly at the three thousand Youxiong warriors behind him: "If I had known...it would be better to recruit less natives."
Gongsun Yuan inherited the domineering style of his ancestor Xuanyuan Holy Emperor. After coming to Panxi world, he took charge of his elite troops and defeated powerful indigenous tribes one after another. He taught these indigenous tribes with iron and blood how to accept the baptism of his civilization. .
After some education, these natives became Gongsun Yuan's "subjects". Out of the pride of the descendants of the Holy Royal family, Gongsun Yuan would never allow himself to leave them and escape when the enemy attacked. Therefore, facing the unstoppable alien army, Gongsun Yuan chose to bring these natives into the abyss of destruction.
But now, Gongsun Yuan also feels a little regretful. Even if you want to civilize these natives, you can do it after winning this life-and-death bet. Now look at it, those indigenous warriors couldn't help him at all in this gambling battle, they were just a total burden.
Several generals with Xiong clan raised their weapons at the same time and shouted "fight to the death" in unison!
Gongsun Yuan grinned, knocked the shield hanging on his left hand hard with the long sword in his hand, and shouted sternly: "Yes, fight to the death, the only way to fight is to fight to the death!"
Gritting his teeth tightly, Gongsun Yuan told himself that even if he died here, he would never lose the majesty and domineering spirit of his ancestors. Xuanyuan Holy Emperor has never left one of his subjects and fled. He can lose his head, but he cannot lose this ancestral glory.
Si Wenming glanced at Gongsun Yuan with a smile, and said lightly: "It's not necessary to fight to the death, well, Uncle Yao is back!"
Crow's body sprayed out golden firelight, bringing a golden rainbow that was several miles long and roared towards him. Ji Hao stood on top of Crow Master, holding a lot of messy long hair in his left hand. A dozen heads with distorted faces were dangling in his hand. If he looked carefully, he saw that all of these heads had a vertical eye between their eyebrows. The appearance of a noble of the Yu clan.
There were still dozens of miles away from here. Ji Hao waved his left hand, and the heads of a dozen Yu clan nobles brought up an evil wind and smashed towards the alien army in the distance. Ji Hao looked at Yemo Sui at the front and smiled and said: "Return the originals, no need to thank me! Their corpses are fifty thousand miles away in this direction, so hurry up and collect them, otherwise they will be eaten by wild animals if you are late."
Yemosu and the Yu clan nobles around him turned blue. A dozen Jia clan warriors rushed out and caught Ji Hao's thrown head one by one. Their faces also became extremely ugly.
"Yao Bo Ji Hao! How dare you harm the corpses of my people... You, you, you deserve death! You, you, I..." Yemo Sui was so angry that three of his eyes almost jumped out of their sockets. The black staff is held tightly in his left hand, and the faint divine light is constantly flashing on the staff.
"What's so big about hurting the corpses of your people? Have you done so little of this kind of thing?" Crow Lord was suspended in mid-air. Ji Hao stood on top of Crow Lord, looking at Yemo Su coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, all of you Is everyone here?"
Yemosu smiled sinisterly, and with a wave of his hand, countless heads were thrown out by the Jia warriors.
The sound of "dong dong" was endless, and the heads of human elites fell to the ground from high altitudes one after another, smashing huge holes in the hard ground. Yemosu said with a gloomy smile: "In the past few days, we have broken through 372 battle forts built by you stupid natives who don't know the heights of the sky, and killed more than 7.33 million of your human elites who participated in gambling battles. Men, as for their subordinates... were wiped out."
Taking a deep breath, Yemosu pointed at the Fallen Jueyuan and sneered: "We came to the Fallen Jueyuan to kill them all."
Ji Hao watched the heads of those human elites falling like raindrops, and his heart tightened into a ball. A cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. Although his whole body was cold, he felt that every cell in his body was burning.
So many heads... so many people!
Yemosu and the others actually killed them all. In just a few days, more than seven million of the tens of millions of human elites who participated in the gambling battle were killed. These alien races control the power of heaven in Panxi's world, and they are really a group of scourges.
Countless heads fell, and they continued to fall. Those Jia warriors laughed wildly, and hysterically took out piles of heads from the space instruments they carried and threw them to the ground.
"I suddenly no longer feel any guilt for cutting off the heads of your people." Ji Hao suddenly laughed. He looked at Yemosu with a smile and said, "Perhaps, I will learn from you in the future. After killing you, I should We should refine you all into puppets. You must believe that our Witch Palace's skills in refining zombie puppets are actually very good."
The faces of Si Wenming and Gongsun Yuan turned dark. There were so many human elites, millions of human elites carefully selected by tens of thousands of large tribes to participate in the gambling war. In just a few days, All had their heads chopped off.
"I will make every bone of yours into a collection!" Yemosu smiled coldly. He waved his hand and pointed at Ji Hao: "Kill him!"
A slender figure rushed out from behind Yemosu. She was in front of Ji Hao almost instantly, and slapped Ji Hao's chest with an understatement.
A faint light quietly emerged, and Pan Xi, who had attacked Ji Hao, was slapped on the chest by his own palm and staggered back dozens of steps.
(End of chapter)