A huge blue bird stopped at the door of the wooden house.

From the beginning to the end, the long turquoise feathers of the water, in the hazy morning light, the whole body of this big cyan bird exudes a faint cyan luster.

The expression of the big bird is very arrogant, like a beak and claws carved from jade, scratching and biting on the ground from time to time, occasionally rolling his eyes to look at the wind and bird tribesmen near and far, and the whites of the eyes account for the majority.

A young man of high height and extraordinarily delicate birth sat on the back of the big bird, his expression was the same as that of the mount under his crotch, arrogant, proud, arrogant, so proud that every hair on his body was 'whooping' and howling at the sky.

Thousands of people from the Wind and Bird tribe surrounded them, and the chattering and shouting made Mu Jiuxiao hurry out to greet the Holy Spirit Messenger. But they didn't dare to approach the big bird and the young man on the bird's back, they only dared to watch from a distance, and this person and a bird stopped in front of the wooden house, causing several people of high status to dare not enter the wooden house.

"Elder, Elder, the messenger has arrived, hurry out to greet him!"

"Elder, did you hear that, hurry up and greet the messenger!"

"Oh, the elder must be cultivating wholeheartedly, closing the six senses, and can't hear us, what should I do?"

In the wooden house, Mu Jiuxiao's face became very strange, he looked at Ji Hao tremblingly, and a large amount of cold sweat continued to emerge on his forehead. But soon, Mu Jiuxiao's face gradually became relaxed, and a hint of a smile gradually spread on his face.

In the end, Mu Jiuxiao even had the courage to stand up slowly, condescendingly looking down at Ji Hao who was sitting on the ground.

"Whatever you are, the messenger of the Holy Spirit is so powerful that you cannot be a match for the messenger. ”

"I am now going to meet the messenger sent by the Holy Spirit. Are you running away, or what?"

Because of the arrival of the Holy Spirit Messenger outside, he was still frightened just now, and Mu Jiuxiao, who was trembling and talking all night, regained his composure and composure, and firmly held up the shelf that he should have as a tribal elder.

Ji Hao pondered for a while, and he looked at the statue of the Holy Spirit on the offering table. Then he laughed.

Standing up, Ji Hao slapped Mu Jiuxiao in the face, Mu Jiuxiao howled miserably, rolled and was slapped away, and flew out of the gate of the wooden house. With a terrible howl, Mu Jiuxiao gulped blood, and there were a few big teeth mixed with the blood water, and he fell headlong at the feet of the big blue bird in embarrassment.

The blue bird was stunned, and his humanized eyes stared at Mu Jiuxiao.

The young man on the back of the blue bird also froze. He lowered his head and looked at Mu Jiuxiao for some reason, and scolded coldly: "You are the elder of this tribe, why are you so embarrassed?"

Ji Hao walked out of the wooden house with a smile on his face, stood at the door and arched his hand to the young man on the back of the blue bird: "He is so embarrassed, of course he was beaten by me." As for why I hit him...... Actually, I didn't mean to hurt him, but his expression just now was too bad. ”

Originally, Ji Hao could easily let go of Mu Jiuxiao, and at most erase his memory.

But since the Soul Messenger is here, Ji Hao really wants to weigh the quality of this messenger, and Mu Jiuxiao doesn't know how to provoke Ji Hao. Then it's no wonder that Ji Hao made him suffer a little.

As soon as he saw Ji Hao, the young man jumped up like a cat whose tail had been burned by fire. He pointed at Ji Hao in a hoarse voice and screamed: "Outside the world, kill him, kill him, on the orders of the Holy Spirit, all my Mu clansmen, see this kind of creature, kill them with all their might!"

While pointing at Ji Hao and yelling. The young man threw out a palm-sized block of cyan wood.

The wooden block exploded, and a cloud of green light erupted, and in the green light was the appearance of a Terran warrior wearing heavy armor and a fierce face.

Ji Hao glanced at the warrior and knew that this was a warrior from the Henggong Fish Department of the Northern Wilderness, which could be seen from the fish-shaped coat of arms on his breastplate. This is a warrior of the rank of Witch King. But now that his image has appeared here, it is estimated that his fate will not be much better.

The Holy Spirit's order was supreme in the hearts of these Mu clansmen, including Mu Jiuxiao, thousands of people from the Wind Bird Tribe, who were watching from near and far, roared wildly at the same time, and the cyan birds of prey on their backs rose into the air, rolling up a fierce wind to slaughter Ji Hao.

The wind, the turbulent wind, when the power of the wind is condensed to the extreme, when the speed of the wind is extremely fast, the power of the wind is more terrible than a steel knife. Thousands of cyan wind knives ranging from three or five inches long to more than a zhang long swept in with the screams of countless birds of prey, smoke and dust flew, and the ground was cut by the wind knives with countless deep and shallow traces.

Ji Hao opened his hands and let these wind knives hit him.

One after another, the wind knives shattered, and the wind surrounded Ji Hao's crazy rotation and cutting, but Ji Hao's hair was not messy at all.

The golden crow flame robe swayed with a faint layer of firelight, allowing countless wind knives to chop indiscriminately, but this layer of seemingly slender firelight did not move at all, not even a single ripple.

Weak, too weak, the mana of the most powerful Mu Jiu Xiao of this tribe is comparable to the peak of the Great Witch, and thousands of clansmen joining forces can't hurt Ji Hao at all.

The young man sitting on the back of the blue bird glanced at Ji Hao in astonishment, and then he shouted: "The demon outside the sky really has some ability. But your accomplices have been slain by the Holy Spirit, and what can you do?"

The bluebird let out a long roar, opened its emerald beak, and a turbulent wind shot out.

The cultivation of this blue bird is amazing, it is definitely a witch king-level existence, and the wind he spewed out was like a cyan long knife slashing at Ji Hao's body, splitting the firelight of Ji Hao's body into a ripple the size of a palm!

That's all, this Witch King-level Blue Bird attacked with all its might, just to make the talisman fire released by the Golden Crow Flame Robe shake!

The blue bird froze, two eyeballs almost jumped out of the sockets, and the long cyan feathers stood up one by one, looking at Ji Hao like a ghost.

The young man let out a long roar in shock, he slapped the scabbard on his waist, and a cyan long sword flew into the air, suddenly turning into a big cyan centipede, rolling up a fierce wind and strangling Ji Hao into the air.

The body of the long sword was no more than six feet long, but once it took off into the air, it turned into a huge centipede that was 100 zhang long and strangled Ji Hao.

Ji Hao's eyes were sharp, and he clearly saw that the hilt of the long sword was inlaid with three black centipede beads. This flying sword can be transformed into a huge centipede to kill the enemy, presumably because of the relationship between these three centipede beads.

The refining methods of this world are quite unique.

Ji Hao smiled 'hehe', stretched out his hand and let the long sword slash on his palm.

With a 'dang', the five fingers were closed, and the huge centipede's mournful cry disappeared, and the cyan long sword was grabbed by Ji Hao and shook it fiercely, and a wisp of divine thought in the long sword was shattered.

The young man snorted, spitting blood from his mouth like last night's Mu Jiuxiao, and then the blood of the seven orifices gushed like a spring. (To be continued.) )