Hundreds of flying zombies surrounded Ji Hao, clawing and scratching at him with their sharp claws.
Golden flames burned fiercely, and the flying zombie was burned to ashes before its claws even touched Ji Hao's body. Jiuyang Ge's two little Ge shot out and turned into two rapidly shuttled golden lights that pierced the sky. Hundreds of flying zombies were shot through the head almost at the same time, and were instantly burned into a wisp of fly ash. .
The expressions of the young men from the Yu tribe of Mingyue suddenly changed drastically, and they all retreated back.
In terms of real strength, the fighting power of these Yu tribe youths is probably similar to that of the great witches of the human race. Facing the current Ji Hao, they are like a group of little mice challenging a giant dragon. Ji Hao can kill them with a yawn.
Then Ji Hao really sneezed.
The flying zombies were burned to ashes, and some fine powders drifted away in the wind. Although they did not float close to Ji Hao's body, seeing these fine powders, Ji Hao was completely instinctive and felt a gust of pain in his nose. ***, a big sneeze came out.
A large piece of golden flame spurted out from Ji Hao's nostrils, turning into a rolling sea of fire and instantly surrounding the Yu tribe youth who retreated in embarrassment.
A dozen young people from the Yu clan howled miserably and turned into a wisp of smoke in the golden firelight. The metal discs they stepped on could not withstand the burning of the sun's essence fire, and turned into red molten iron from high in the sky with a flick of their fingers. Spill.
The hundreds of Jia tribe warriors accompanying these Yu tribe youths roared in despair and rushed towards Ji Hao desperately.
The social class structure of the Yu tribe is strict, and the class laws are strict. The people these Jia tribe warriors are responsible for protecting were killed by Ji Hao. Unless these Jia tribe warriors can go back with Ji Hao's head, they and their relatives will be killed. conviction.
Being imprisoned in Black Shark Castle for a lifetime would be the best outcome for these Jia warriors.
The Jia clan warriors who rushed towards them were completely disorganized, and their attacks were chaotic and devoid of any threat at all.
Not to mention that the strength of these Jia clan warriors is very average. There is only one Witch King-level warrior among them, and the others are all ordinary warriors at the Great Witch-level. Ji Hao didn't even make a move. Crow's two wings shook violently, and countless golden feathers sprayed with sun essence fire flew out from his body. Like countless arrows, they penetrated the bodies of these Jia tribe warriors, killing them instantly. .
The power of the sun essence fire released by Crow Crow is naturally not as powerful as Ji Hao, so after the bodies of these Jia tribe warriors are ignited, it is not like the sun essence fire released by Ji Hao that instantly burns them to ashes, but slowly burns them down. Burn slowly.
Hundreds of firemen fell from the sky. These Jia warriors were not dead for a while. They were struggling and wailing in pain in the flames.
Their skin and flesh were burned to ashes after three to five breaths. Their bones were extremely tough and dense. The pale golden flames clung to their translucent skeletons and burned quietly for half a quarter of an hour before finally burning them. They refined most of it.
Hundreds of thumb-sized round beads were left on the ground, which were orbs condensed from the essence of the bones of these Jia warriors.
If it were Ji Hao's Sun Essence Fire, these colorful beads wouldn't be able to stay. But Crow's Sun Essence Fire was not powerful enough, so these beads containing huge life breath were left behind.
All this sounds slow, but in fact it all happens in an instant.
Before thousands of foreigners from all directions could surround him, Ji Hao had already killed the enemies in his way, and Lord Crow led a stream of light and continued to rush forward.
A bad wind blew in from the front, and three Jia clan war kings wearing heavy armor and holding heavy maces blocked the way. The three of them stood in a perfect Zigzag position, stepped on the strong wind, and swung their maces to hit Ji Hao hard.
A warrior-king-level warrior from the Jia Clan, a being at the same level as the Human Race Witch Emperor.
The three sharp-toothed maces were pitch black, and the head of the club was as thick as an ordinary human's waist. Countless blood-colored runes flashed on the black sharp teeth, and the evil wind blowing in the face carried a strong smell of blood.
Ji Hao raised his Jiu Yang Ge and faced him. The sharp tip of the spear struck hundreds of blows in a row as fast as lightning.
The sound of 'chichi' was endless, just like a sharp knife cutting tofu. Three maces that were at least the quality of a witch emperor level witch treasure were pierced through countless transparent holes by Jiuyang Ge. The bloody runes collapsed, and the three maces exploded with a bang. open.
"Oh... no!" The three Jia warriors yelled in pain, their ugly faces twisted, and their eyes almost jumped out of their sockets.
Wielding the Moth Scepter with his left hand, Ji Hao laughed loudly and said "Thunder". Suddenly the sky was filled with thunder clouds, and countless lightning bolts as thick as water tanks fell down like rain, falling endlessly on the three Jia warriors. on the body.
The thunderstorm covered more than a hundred miles, and all the foreign warriors who surrounded Ji Hao within a hundred miles were bombarded by the thunder without discrimination.
A large group of foreign warriors with strength at the level of the Great Witch were split into pieces by lightning in an instant. The foreign warriors with the same strength as the Witch King were smashed to pieces, and fell from the high altitude one by one with severed hands and feet. Then the thunder struck down mercilessly. They were chopped to pieces.
Only the alien warriors at the level of the Witch Emperor were powerful, and their armors and other protective treasures were particularly powerful. They struggled to hold on under the thunder that fell like a torrential rain.
Nearly a thousand powerful alien warriors were suspended in mid-air, and countless thunderdrops fell on them. Their bodies were penetrated by strong currents, and their bodies shone like light bulbs. Many people's bodies showed strange shapes. It is translucent, and even the bones in the body are clearly visible.
In such a large-scale melee, the lethality of the Moth Scepter is terrifying.
Ji Hao put all his energy and energy into the Moth Scepter in an instant. He raised his eyebrows and emitted a colorful divine light into the scepter, and used all his strength to activate it.
The thunderclouds in the sky were shaking violently like crazy, and increasingly dense thunder roared and fell continuously.
At the beginning, 100,000 thunderbolts fell in the blink of an eye. Now Ji Hao made a desperate move and forced the Moth Scepter, and as many as 3 million thunderbolts fell in the blink of an eye.
Nearly a thousand alien warriors, each of them was bombarded by thousands of thunderstorms every moment. The armor of many alien warriors who were slightly weaker, with lower status, and not rich enough, began to shatter and gradually melt. Some people's bodies were torn apart by the terrifying electric current.
There were more foreign warriors flying towards this side from far and near. From a long distance away, an angry voice sounded: "You bastard of the Yuanyue lineage! That's the Moth Scepter! That's the … Why is the inherited artifact of the Mohou family in the hands of this sinner?"
"Kill!" Ji Hao laughed loudly and swung the Jiuyang Ge fiercely in his hand, and a golden arc that was several miles long swept across the void.
Nearly a thousand strong aliens who struggled to withstand the thunder bombardment and had no ability to fight back screamed in unison. More than 600 people were cut in half by Ji Hao's blow.
A large amount of blood spattered, and countless aliens from far and near roared in anger at the same time.
(End of chapter)