On a rainy night, the night wind is overcast and cold.

Taiji's thin and thin body was draped in a white robe, standing on the roof of the watchtower, and the wind blew the robe to fly 'fiercely', and he was like a thin ghost, appearing in the world with a biting cold.

The wind was too cold, Taiji stood up and pointed at the figure and scolded loudly, but when the wind blew, he shivered, and the momentum that was originally quite strong and majestic like a tiger instantly became like a cat.

With the clashing of teeth, Taiji curled up and squatted on the watchtower, swearing in greeting the bitter night breeze.

Sitting in the big tent of the Chinese army, two thin air currents, one black and one white, swirled and flew in front of him, and Ji Hao, who was comprehending the wonders of Tai Chi, opened his eyes, and his body shook silently to break through the void, and appeared directly beside Taisi.

Seeing Taisi's trembling and shivering appearance, Ji Hao couldn't help but exclaim: "You have also taken the Candle Dragon Life Pearl, your body is strong and unusual, how can you be so weak?

Tai Si laughed a few times, rolled his eyes and raised the nail-headed Seven Arrows Book in his hand: "It's too urgent, the baby is devouring!"

Ji Hao took a deep look at the nail-headed Seven Arrows Book, he let out a clear roar, the Taiji Qiankun mirror above his head flew out, and a clear light shone on the heavens and the earth, and he took a round towards the endless stream of water demon armies hundreds of miles away.

A large group of water demons burned silently, the gray-white Taiyin fire burned them into wisps of green smoke, and countless Taiyin qi roared towards Ji Hao's side. Ji Hao opened his arms and incorporated tens of thousands of Taiyin Qi into his body, and after the transformation of the chaotic blood in his body, he turned into a pure yang life essence and surged down his arm.

Ji Hao slapped Tai Si on the shoulder with a palm, and the rolling yang and harmony qi poured into his body like a flood.

The shriveled and atrophied veins in Taiji's body suddenly swelled, and the boiling hot air rushed in his body, and a large amount of sweat broke out all over his body at once. He straightened his waist, his shriveled body actually swelled slightly, and he had a bit of a muscular man's taste with skin and bones.

"Good brother-in-law, this hand is not bad!" Taisi put his hands behind his back and nodded triumphantly to Ji Hao: "Give me such a slap every day in the future!

Ji Hao laughed dryly and said nothing. Can it be uncomfortable? Tens of thousands of witch-level water demons all the essence and blood energy of the whole body were transformed into such a palm and injected into Taisi's body, ordinary people received such a slap from Ji Hao, and their strength could advance by leaps and bounds to the high level of the Witch King, and it was used on Taisi, just to supplement the energy deficit after using the witch spell to be counterdevoured, could he be uncomfortable?

The human form condensed by the clear water was only a faint wisp of water vapor, and when he saw Ji Hao and Taisi laughing and talking there as if no one was around, there was a voice of extreme resentment in this faint vapor:

"Yaohou Jihao, I came to visit you late at night for your net worth and life, and you actually used witchcraft to plot against me? Tonight's matter, you must give me an explanation, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

On an arrow tower dozens of miles away, a gust of wind swept by, and a thin and tall figure quietly appeared, he was holding a longbow, and there were three rune arrows on the bowstring.

Three rays of light **** passed, and the faint water vapor was swept away by the arrows.

A shrill cry came, and a wisp of divine thought quickly fled towards the outside of the walled city. 、

Ji Hao's eyebrows opened, and the clear light shone on the entire walled city, and he clearly saw the trajectory of the extremely weak divine thought escaping. He couldn't help sneering: "Come if you want, leave if you want, what do you think of my walled city?"

The golden bridge of heaven and earth turned into a clear light and rose to the sky, Ji Hao melted into the clear light, and caught up with the fleeing divine thought with a flicker. As soon as he grabbed the god, he was about to take him in his hand.

Suddenly a red, white, and blue three-color strange light erupted from the weak divine thoughts, and the three-color light circled rapidly around this wisp of divine thoughts like a windmill, Ji Hao's hand pressed on the three-color strange light, as if pressed on a huge inflated balloon, the five fingers were forced, and the elasticity and toughness of the tentacles were extremely strong, and he accidentally did not catch this wisp of divine thoughts, but let him use his strength to pop forward for dozens of miles.

The little divine thought sank downward, and the three-color divine light protected him to break through the water and quickly sink towards the water.

Ji Hao set up the golden bridge between heaven and earth, and followed the divine thought into the water. After sinking hundreds of zhang all the way, a huge dragon whale appeared in front of Ji Hao.

The dragon whale, which was nearly a thousand feet long, had become shriveled like a zombie, and the plasma all over its body had been devoured by an inexplicable force. Ji Hao looked at the dragon whale that was powerless and sank to the bottom of the water, and suddenly thought of the blood all over the ground in the walled city.

Obviously, Taiji used a witch spell to hurt the invading hazy water shadow, because of the implication of that weak divine thought, and the dragon whale was greatly damaged. The power of the spell drained the dragonwhale's blood, killing him fatally.

The weak divine thought flew towards the dragon whale's head, and a dim figure flew out of the dragon whale's head, merging with the divine thought that flew back.

Ji Hao's divine sense quickly swept over the dim figure, he was slightly stunned, and suddenly sneered: "This is just a divine thought clone!

'Bang la la' sound, the water behind Ji Hao suddenly separated, and a figure in a cyan robe strode out with a red, white and blue oil lamp in his left hand, and grabbed Ji Hao's neck unceremoniously with his right hand, holding his neck and about to throw him into the mud at the bottom of the water.

Ji Hao's body shook, and the person behind him didn't exert his mana, but just used pure physical strength to give him an embarrassment, and he simply turned around, and kicked the person's lower body with an incomparably bad kick, and his right hand buckled into a claw shape and fiercely buckled to the opponent's palm.

The palms of the two buckled together, and then they exerted force at the same time.

'Buzz' sound, two huge physical brute forces collided together, a circular ripple under the water rushed out dozens of miles away, 'boom' a loud sound, the two palms touched, and forced out a waterless zone with a diameter of dozens of miles in the water.

With a roar, the man in green shirt who sneaked up behind Ji Hao shouted angrily.

He never dreamed that Ji Hao would give him such a sinister and ruthless kick, he forcibly moved his body sideways by half a foot, and narrowly avoided Ji Hao's toes. But Ji Hao's feet still brushed his lower body diagonally, focusing on his thighs-roots.

With a loud bang, the man in the green shirt was kicked out more than ten miles away by Ji Hao.

Ji Hao looked at the man and suddenly sneered: "Wuzhiqi, it's you old ghost!" (To be continued.) )