When Pan Xi slapped Ji Hao with his palm, the shadow in the soul space suddenly sighed heavily: "Pan Xi...she was actually made into a puppet. These aliens are really daring."
Ji Hao's heart twitched. Is this tall, slender woman with a delicate and perfect face Panxi
Was she turned into a puppet
Pan Xi's movement was too fast, and Ji Hao could only vaguely see an afterimage rushing towards him, and then he received a slap. Fortunately, Panxi's divine mirror protected her, a faint light flashed through, and Panxi slapped her body with a palm, beating her back repeatedly.
Ji Hao was startled, and Pan Xi stood there motionless, a little at a loss, looking down at his palm blankly. She was used to the scene where all the targets were wiped out with one palm. This palm did not kill Ji Hao, but she received a heavy blow, which she could not understand as she had completely lost her sense of self.
Yemosu and other foreign nobles also stayed where they were. Yemosu pointed at Ji Hao at a loss and shouted: "Panxi, go! Kill him, kill him! Leave his head alone, quickly, kill him he!"
Panxi's body swayed, and dozens of Panxi figures appeared around Ji Hao in an instant.
Each figure slapped a palm towards Ji Hao. Some of these palms were crystal clear and bitingly cold, some were as smooth as jade and as heavy as mountains, and some were red and scorching. Each palm represented the world of Panxi. A line of heavenly power, coupled with Panxi's own terrifying divine power, each blow is enough to kill all living things.
Ji Hao still couldn't see Panxi's movements clearly, but Panxi's divine mirror reflected all Panxi's attacks on its own.
Dozens of palms were slapped on Panxi's body at the same time. Some palms hit Panxi's body and left a frozen mark. Some palms hit her body and made a dull loud noise. Some palms made her skin burn. It turned red, or caused a piece of her body to emit green poisonous smoke, or a large piece of lightning burst out...
Dozens of different powers of heaven attacked simultaneously, and Panxi was beaten again and staggered backwards. But the damage caused to her by those strange powers only lasted less than a blink of an eye, and was completely absorbed by her body.
"What can she do to get the Panxi Mirror?" Ji Hao asked Xuying nervously: "She won't take the Panxi Mirror back again, right?"
"If she comes back to life and completely returns to her original state, she still has a 30% chance of regaining the Panxi Divine Mirror. After all, she is the original owner of the Panxi Divine Mirror." Xuying said firmly: "But now she is just a puppet who has lost her mind. , the Panxi Divine Mirror is yours, she has no chance to take it back."
Ji Hao felt relieved and looked at Pan Xi up and down quite leisurely.
Although he had been in close contact with Panxi, Panxi was huge at that time, and the entire Panxi Holy Land was derived from her body. At this time, Panxi was of the size of an ordinary person, and Ji Hao was really curious.
Panxi, the pioneer of a world, the saint of chaos passed down from generation to generation in Panxi's world!
Panxi also looked at Ji Hao blankly. Although her consciousness had disappeared, her fighting instinct told her that something was wrong, very wrong. Why did all her attacks end up falling on herself? This makes absolutely no sense!
"What is this damn woman doing?" Yemosu waved his black staff angrily: "Kill him! Quick!"
Yemotuo said a wisecrack on the side: "Dear cousin, she is already a dead woman, haha!"
Yemo Su turned around angrily and punched Yemo Tuo hard in the face. Yemotuo grunted and was beaten repeatedly, and a dozen of his close soldiers behind him hurriedly supported him. The two brothers looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes. Finally, Yemotuo bowed respectfully and apologized to Yemosu: "It was my fault, dear cousin, we should work together now to kill Ji Hao!"
"It's better to capture him alive!" Yemosu raised his eyebrows: "Master Di Shisha will definitely be happy to see a living Ji Hao... His identity is very different from the past. It will be good for our family to please him."
Yemotuo smiled slightly, and Yemosu immediately pointed at Ji Hao and shouted: "Panxi, capture him alive, capture him alive!"
Panxi was stunned, and then walked towards Ji Hao step by step. Her dark eyes flickered, and she looked up and down at Ji Hao with cold and ruthless eyes, as if she was planning where to start and how to capture Ji Hao alive.
"Pan Xi, you are also the master of this world. Even if you die, your remains should not be desecrated like this." Ji Hao looked at Pan Xi and sighed in a low voice: "I will do my best to help you escape. "
"I'm afraid there's nothing you can do against her." Xuying said calmly: "However, you can give it a try. You can experience for yourself how powerful the existence of this level is. Anyway, with the Panxi Divine Mirror here, you won't have any Life is in danger.”
Ji Hao nodded. He looked at Panxi who was getting closer and closer, and punched her in the face.
The target of this punch is the Chaos Saint who created a world! Ji Hao felt inexplicably excited, so he used all his strength to punch. The physical power is fully activated, the Nine Transformation Mysterious Technique is operating to the extreme, and the witchcraft power in the body is like a volcano erupting. The hot natal star power roars into the meridians and bones of the whole body, increasing the power of the physical power by more than ten times out of thin air.
The air was shaken when the punch was punched. The sound of Ji Hao's punch was like a heavy artillery fire, and the terrifying sound spread thousands of miles away.
Si Wenming and Gongsun Yuan couldn't help but applaud in unison. Si Wenming, who knew to some extent who was hiding behind Ji Hao, couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "As expected of a disciple of that kind of person, he is clearly a wizard-king level witchcraft practitioner." , but how can this physical body be as strong as a four-star... no, a five-star wizard? The lethality of this punch is almost comparable to that of an ordinary six-star wizard!"
Gongsun Yuan looked at Ji Hao intently and muttered in a low voice subconsciously: "It doesn't matter. I have the Xiong family and a few young children. When I was in the Witch King realm, I could also have the attack power of the Witch Emperor... It's just an inheritance. It’s about the witch treasure!”
Ji Hao's fist was covered with a faint layer of fire, tearing through the void and hitting Pan Xi hard on the face.
Severe pain came, fire burst out, and large amounts of blood spurted out dozens of miles away.
Ji Hao punched Pan Xi in the face, as if he had spilled a pot of tofu on a piece of granite. Pan Xi's face remained motionless, but Ji Hao's right arm cracked like popcorn.
Large pieces of blood, minced meat, and bone fragments exploded into pieces. Ji Hao hissed in pain and gasped, his eyes turning black and he stepped backwards.
(End of chapter)