The stars are shining.

The starlight of the Southern Wilderness is like water, and it is dense and heavy like mercury in the middle of the continent. Ji Hao sat in the open-air snow, and he could feel a trace of heavy and pure abnormal star power constantly seeping into his body, and he was quickly absorbed by the Zifu Golden Pill.

Humming an unknown mountain song tune, Yu Mu lit a bonfire with great interest, set up his huge iron pot, and was boiling hot. The pot was still full of colorful soup, and thousands of snow-white centipedes were churning in the soup.

One by one, the highly poisonous herbs were constantly thrown into the pot by Yu Mu, and a rich, indescribable, and sweet taste with a hint of pungent fishy smell gradually floated out.

Feng Xing squatted on the small snow bag more than a dozen feet away, humming a small tune, constantly playing with the longbow he had just captured, and from time to time using a carving knife to carve a few small runes on the bow body, stirring the longbow and constantly lighting up a large area of light and shadow.

Ji Hao noticed that Fengxing never came close to within ten zhang of him. This guy is extremely vigilant, except for Yu Mu, he never comes close to Ji Hao, Taisi and Shaosi within ten zhang, and even if he is concentrating on transforming the rune array on the longbow, he also raises his head quickly from time to time, and glances around vigilantly, like a groundhog that is letting off the wind.

However, Yu Mu showed great enthusiasm for Ji Hao.

When he stretched out his right hand to Ji Hao, and Ji Hao didn't mind grabbing his palm, Yu Mu showed great enthusiasm for Ji Hao.

A poisonous witch who is good at using voodoo and can poison several big witches in an instant, ordinary people don't dare to get close to him, let alone have close contact with his body. Ji Hao dared to hold Yu Mu's hand, which represented Ji Hao's trust in Yu Mu.

Ji Hao trusts Yu Mu, and Yu Mu naturally reciprocates with equal trust and enthusiasm.

The snow was full of ghosts, and dozens of witch-concocted animal bones were thrown on the snow. The green witch fire the size of a water tank made the bones 'click'. The wind whistled through the snow, and the witch flames did not move, and the miserable green light shone on the surrounding snow.

Shaosi stood on the edge of the Wuyan light, his hands in his sleeves, slowly chewing a snow Lingzhi, while watching Taiji dance in the snow.

A quarter of an hour ago. Ji Hao helped Taisi build an altar out of snow, and Taisi took out some hideous and terrifying alien skulls and decorated them on the altar, making the altar extremely mysterious and terrifying.

During the day, Ji Hao grabbed the cork spirit puppet and sealed him with frost. At this moment, the power witch crystal of the cork spirit golem was removed, and the soft and collapsed spirit golem was placed in the middle of the altar, and several spider silk-like green witch flames were constantly sweeping around the surface of the spirit golem.

"He's a veteran, and all his breath has been cleared. ”

"Not even a single handprint was left, let alone hair, sweat or sweat. ”

"Hmm. Do you want someone to catch this spirit puppet and curse him with witchcraft through the traces left on the spirit puppet? But when it comes to my Taiji, it's useless, these inferior means of defense are useless! This spirit puppet is the biggest trace!"

Taiji's eyes turned a miserable white, bulging out of his sockets like a frog's eyes. His lips turned a strange black, and when combined with his pale eyes, he looked particularly hideous.

He held a white bone staff and trembled around the altar. The incantation was chanted in his mouth, and the green filaments of witch flame slowly swept over the cork spirit golem. Little by little, subtle breaths continued to emerge from the spirit golem's body, condensing into a mass above it.

Soon Taiji was drenched in sweat, and he became more and more like a skeleton shelf, and as the wind and snow swept by, Taiji floated up like a hollow paper figure, with a long gray-white light. Strange floats around the altar.

Feng Xing and Yu Mu looked up at Taiji at the same time, Yu Mu's eyes flashed with a touch of horror, and Feng Xing stood up excitedly, casually threw the captured longbow in the snow, and curiously circled a big arc. Bypassing Ji Hao from a distance, he approached the altar from another direction.

However, Fengxing cautiously maintained a distance of nearly 100 zhang from Taisi, and also maintained a space of more than 30 zhang between him and Shaosi.

"You can't run away, you can't run away...... Uncle Taiji has caught you!"

Taiji screamed strangely, and his voice was full of ghostly energy.

Suddenly, Taiji's black hair turned lifeless gray-white, his hands twisted and pointed to the sky, and the blood vessels under his skin bulged one by one, and the blood vessels expanded and contracted strangely, and the color of the blood vessels turned into a miserable green, and constantly emitted a bright green glow.

There was a faint aura above the cork spirit puppet, and a tall old man and several young men with fierce faces could be seen in the misty aura. The strength of the old man is very strong, and the magic power emitted from his body is extremely strong, and Taiji still can't let people see his face clearly with the help of the power of the altar.

But the faces of several elite teenagers clearly emerged in this aura.

"Ji Hao, I caught them...... Hehe, under the pretext of Shaosi's life, he wants to lure us here to kill. You say......"

After a pause, Tai Siwei laughed: "Well, I'm afraid that you will be soft-hearted, or I'll deal with it directly." ”

Without waiting for Ji Hao to speak, Taiji took a deep breath, and the white bone staff in his hand stabbed fiercely at the hazy light and shadow. Countless shrill ghost crying sounds came from Taiji's body, and traces of black filaments poured out from the white bone staff, outlining several hideous ghost and god faces on the short white bone staff.

With a snort, the ghostly faces on the white bone staff flew up and flew lightly into the bodies of the teenagers in the light and shadow.

The light and shadow quietly exploded, the altar melted silently, and a trace of strange aura flew out of the altar and went straight into Taiji's body. Taiji's long gray hair turned black, and his eyes returned to normal.

In the gasp of 'snort, snort', Taiji knelt on the ground, his hands were clubbed on the snow, Ji Hao was surprised to find that he was originally skinny and bone-ty, and he gradually became plump, with a trace of blood on his skin, and the whole person's complexion looked much better.

If in the past, Taiji could be blown down by a light breeze, but now he needs at least a moderate wind to blow it away.

What a weird method, a curious curse technique.

Yu Mu on the side was already happily shouting: "It's over, hurry up and taste it, my pot of a hundred poisonous thousand dragon soup, collecting these one thousand and eighty snow god centipedes will waste a lot of strength, how about a hurry up and taste the taste!"

More than 100,000 miles away, in the witch hall, two young witches who were together and were whispering suddenly stiffened, and with a 'snap', they turned into two dried corpses with no water at all and fell to the ground. (To be continued......)