A row of twenty servant soldiers walked cautiously in the dense forest, like the most ferocious and treacherous hyenas, carefully examining the smallest clues around them.
The continuous downpour brought great trouble to their pursuit, but they were confident of finding Ji Hao. Di Luo has offered a rich reward. If any group of warriors can capture Ji Hao alive, they can escape from their humble slave status and become official warriors of the Blood Fang Regiment.
In order to escape from slavery and have a bright and brilliant future for themselves, the soldiers of the Blood Fang Regiment tightened their nerves and swore one by one to capture Ji Hao alive. They must not let this little guy with a seriously injured little girl go smoothly. of leaving.
Just above the heads of this row of servants, Ji Hao, whose clothes were covered with branches and leaves, and whose whole body blended into the shade of the trees, calmly looked at the chasing group of guys. The Nine-Character Mantra perfectly restrained the aura in his body, and Ji Hao even temporarily stopped his heartbeat.
Concentrating his energy and concentration, when twenty servant soldiers walked cautiously, Ji Hao formed a seal with his hands and shouted a mantra in a low voice. Having completely digested that drop of Phoenix essence and blood, the Zifu Yuan Dan, which was condensed several times more than before, spun rapidly, and almost all its mana was consumed in an instant.
Within a radius of a hundred feet, all the raindrops solidified at the same time, instantly turning into ice as white as silver.
Long ropes made of frost twisted flexibly, like the shadow of a snake in a nightmare, wrapping around these servant warriors overwhelmingly.
The dark-skinned servant soldiers roared with anger and fear, waving their weapons and frantically slashing at these deadly ropes that came from all directions. But there were too many ropes and they were too dense. They broke one and countless more continued to wrap around it.
The necks, wrists, ankles, and waists of the servants were tightly bound by the cold and biting ice ropes. They struggled hard, but they could not escape for a while. The biting cold air continuously invaded the body, and their bodies gradually became numb and stiff.
They roared wildly, hoping that their companions could hear the shouts.
But the air within a hundred feet radius was controlled by Ji Hao, and all energy fluctuations were under his control. The roars of the servants could not be heard at all.
Jumping down from the big tree with a sharp sword in hand, Ji Hao squinted his eyes, and the incredible and strange arc of the sky-opening strike that Xu Ying controlled his body to hit faintly flashed before his eyes. The sword light followed the arc and struck out lightly. The sharp sword light lightly passed over the dense frost ropes and accurately tore the throats of the servants.
Not a trace of blood flowed out, and the hot blood in these servants' bodies had been frozen into ice.
Ji Hao quickly rummaged through the servants, found a skin bag from the leader of the servants, and poured out a handful of pills. Carefully bringing the pills to his nose and sniffing them, Ji Hao frowned, threw all the pills on the ground, and stepped hard into the deep mud.
The pills melted in the muddy water and turned into a thick black-green slurry, which quickly corroded the surrounding soil and soon eroded a hole the size of a human head in the ground.
"Jiang Wei, you have a hand! It seems that the wounds on these soldiers are all poison." Ji Hao formed a seal with his hands and waved lightly, and the frozen raindrops around him melted at the same time and turned into clear raindrops. ' fell to the ground.
The rich vitality of heaven and earth roared in the heavy rain and was swallowed into Ji Hao's body. After flowing along the meridians, traces of purple energy slowly poured into Zi Mansion and was absorbed by the rapidly rotating Yuan Dan.
In just ten breaths, Ji Hao's exhausted alchemy and mana were restored, and he made some progress.
The Zifu Yuan Dan, which was originally hazy like a shadow of fog, has been consumed and replenished crazily in the past few days. The Yuan Dan that has been tempered has condensed into a substance the size of a soybean and almost made of purple gold. As long as there is an opportunity, it can turn the emptiness into reality. Entering a higher realm that Ji Hao had not entered in his previous life.
Once the Zifu Yuan Dan turns imaginary into reality, not only will Ji Hao's magical power increase a hundred times out of thin air, but his various other magical powers will also undergo even more miraculous changes.
"Only a little bit." Ji Hao gritted his teeth and his ears twitched slightly. In the storm, the sound of subtle footsteps hundreds of feet away was still so clear to his ears: "But the benefits are already great enough. At least my five senses are enhanced. More than ten times more?"
With a gentle wave of his hand, the haggard-looking Manman jumped down from the tree cautiously. Ji Hao carried her on his back, looked at the tree trunk carefully, walked around the direction where the footsteps came from hundreds of feet away, and walked firmly Go north.
The way to survive is in the south, but the road to the south has been completely blocked by the mountains and forests for hundreds of miles. Unless Ji Hao wanted to run into those terrifying Jia warriors that he couldn't handle yet, he could only go north.
Whether it's the Fire Crow Tribe or Manman's father's territory, they are all in the south.
Taking one more step to the north would bring more risks, but Ji Hao had no choice. He could only head north first, try his best to get away from the Blood Fang Group's search, and then find a way to take a detour to the south. Neither he nor Manman were strong enough, and they really couldn't compete with the powerful Blood Fang Group.
Ji Hao had just left here when the rain curtain was suddenly shattered into pieces. Next to the twenty Blood Fang Regiment soldiers who had just been killed, a huge figure four meters tall appeared quietly. This Jia warrior with bronze skin and four shining eyes was carrying two heavy saw-tooth machetes. He stood next to the corpse of the servant and took a look, then stamped his feet angrily.
With a stamp of his foot, the ground within a radius of a hundred feet shook silently. Dozens of big trees silently turned into sawdust and fell to the ground in the heavy rain. The Jia warrior's nose twitched and he grinned:
"Little guys, I smell the blood on your bodies. It's not this kid's, it's that little girl's!"
"Quack" laughed a few times. The Jia clan warrior looked like a ghost. His huge body did not make any sound, and he chased after Ji Hao in the direction. His nose twitched violently, trying his best to capture the insignificant scent residue in the rainstorm.
Every warrior of the Jia tribe has strengthened a certain part of his body ability to the extreme. The special talent of this Jia clan warrior is undoubtedly on his nose. His nose can capture a hundred or a thousand times more information than other tribesmen. He is the leading hunting master of the Blood Fang Group.
"Contribution, huh, huh. Although this kid Diluo did all sorts of things, he was much more generous than Lord Disha. The terrible Lord Disha is gone, and with Lord Diluo's character, we will have more benefits." The soldier ran quickly and laughed in a low voice: "That's fine, that's fine."
Ji Hao did not dare to use any magical powers and secret techniques, but relied on the technique of lightening his body to run quickly through the mountains and forests.
He had to carefully choose where to stay. Soft soil, thick moss, fallen bark, and too many things could leave traces for people to chase. He had to be extremely cautious in order to protect himself and himself. Pretty two little lives.
Avoiding the twelve teams of servants who were searching along the way, Ji Hao quietly came to a cliff.
Ahead was a 100-foot-high cliff. Ji Hao frowned and looked for a place that was convenient for him to climb.
Just three miles behind him, the Jia warrior twitched his nose crazily and had already locked onto Ji Hao's position.
With a strange laugh, the Jia clan warrior jumped up, suddenly spanned three miles of space, roared and punched the man on Ji Hao's back hard.
"Little one, you are mine!"
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