On the way to the main hall of the council, Ji Wenming asked Ji Hao very seriously: "Do you want to take advantage of it?"

Ji Hao also looked at Ji Wenming very seriously: "I never do things that make no sense." ”

So Ji Wenming, who had been keeping a straight face, suddenly exhaled a long breath, smiled extremely easily, and gave Ji Hao a fist to his chest: "It's good to take advantage, as long as it makes sense, don't think about making waves without praying for that old monster." ”

Ji Hao took the opportunity to say: "Uncle Wenming, I have opened up all the witch caves that can be opened. What is it to become a witch king?"

Ji Wenming glanced at Ji Hao in shock: "So fast?"

He thought about it for a moment, and suddenly laughed: "That's right, you should have it so soon." Looking back and discussing carefully, it is difficult to say that it is difficult to find the natal witch star, and it is easy to say. ”

Glancing at Ji Hao up and down, Ji Wenming said very seriously: "For you, maybe it's not a problem. ”

Then he turned his eyes to look at Ji Xia, and asked in surprise, "Brother Ji Xia, why did you become a witch emperor?"

Ji Xia laughed a few times, and proudly left Ji Liao in the emperor's tomb, and he was lucky to find the emperor's tomb and obtained the inheritance of the witch god. What Ji Liao left behind was a bloodline inheritance, unless it was the bloodline of Ji Xia's clan, and it was impossible for others to inherit the power inside if they got this inheritance, so there was nothing secret to keep.

Ji Wenming was amazed when he heard it, he pondered for a while, and said with heartfelt emotion: "Lord Ji Liao, that is a number of fierce generals under the command of Emperor Xuanyuan, and then suddenly disappeared, it turns out that this is the reason. ”

The original declining Golden Crow, which did not even have a Witch King, suddenly had so many masters who inherited the power of the ancient ancestors and went straight to the Witch Emperor appeared. Although compared to those large tribes with strong backgrounds. The Witch Emperor and the Witch King of the Golden Crow still seem to be weak, but the Golden Crow has already shown signs of rising after all.

Ji Wenming looked at Ji Hao, and couldn't help but sigh secretly - is it the luck of the Golden Crow that has recovered, or is Ji Hao's luck too strong, and the entire Golden Crow has benefited?

Without saying anything all the way, the group came to the outside of the political hall. From afar, I heard a terrible and sharp howl in the main hall.

There are sounds and tears for crying, and there are no tears for howling, and the dry howl coming from the hall is like tens of thousands of wild boars being chased, and the hoarse voice is with a bit of hysterical madness, which is almost difficult to hear.

In the main hall, Di Shun sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at Wuzhi Qi lying on the ground with an expressionless face.

Dozens of Terran ministers also had straight faces, their eyes flashing, and they also looked expressionlessly at the Wuzhi prayer who was rolling and splashing on the ground.

"Di Shun, you don't care? Is there still a Heavenly Principle King Law?"

"Di Shun! I've never been the only one who has no support to bully people. How dare anyone bully me?"

"Di Shun! Although I have many children without support, this is the only way to achieve the Wu Emperor, and I was killed thirty-six at once! Thirty-six! This is digging meat in my heart!"

"Woo woo! Di Shun, how did you do this king? Such a vicious person, why don't you arrest him for me and slaughter him?"

"Yao Bo Ji Hao, kill my thirty-six babies, I want him to be buried with the whole house! He is from the Golden Crow Tribe, I want to destroy his entire tribe!"

Wuzhiqi lay on the ground and rolled non-stop, kicking and beating his legs wildly. Occasionally, he rolled over to the pillars of the main hall and put his foot on them. Suddenly, the entire hall trembled violently, causing countless witch talismans to appear on the walls, ceilings, and floors of the hall.

If it weren't for the fact that the main hall was guarded by a witch array, and Wuzhi prayed so much, the main hall would have collapsed long ago.

Di Shun didn't speak, Gao Tao stood beside Di Shun and scolded sharply: "No support prayer." Get up and speak well! You said that Yao Bo killed your son, when, where, and for what?"

Wuzhi prayed for a while, and the black air in his eyes was faint. He scolded sharply: "Why do you want to ask so much nonsense? Anyway, Lao Tzu's son was killed thirty-six by him, and you have to kill him for me!"

"That's right! I almost forgot!" Wu Zhiqi suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Yulong Hebo was also slaughtered by him! He's just a Yaobo, a newly-made little bastard, he killed Yulong Hebo!"

Di Shun's face changed suddenly, he straightened up, and shouted coldly: "Yulong Hebo was also killed by Yaobo?"

Wuzhi was very happy in his heart, and when he saw Di Shun change color, he hurriedly screamed: "But isn't it? That little cub is ruthless, Lao Tzu saw Yulong Hebo being chopped by him with a knife!"

This guy only cared about complaining and venting his anger, ignoring the fact that Yulong Hebo was killed by Ji Hao in Yaobo's mansion in Yaoshan City, and it was the long sword of Boros that killed Yulong Hebo, where was it chopped up by Ji Hao?

"You watched it with your own eyes?" Di Shun couldn't help but slap his palm on the ground, and shouted angrily: "Wuzhiqi, don't be unreasonable, you watched Yulong Hebo be killed by Uncle Yao? With your temper, you don't want to save people?"

"His city defense is too strong, I don't dare!" Wuzhiqi raised his neck and looked at Di Shun with dignity.

"The city defense is too strong, you don't dare to save people?" Di Shun, Gao Tao and a group of important ministers of the human race were all dumbfounded, what is the reason?

Wu Zhiqi's face was dark for a while, and he made some excuses, but he really had nothing to say, he simply rolled on the ground again: "Di Shun, you have to be the master of me! As a human king, you can't protect Ji Hao's kid! He killed my thirty-six sons! I have worked hard all my life, and I have been giving birth to sons since the emperor's years, and now the children add up to ......."

opened his mouth, Wu Zhiqi suddenly couldn't think of how many children he had, and the words were forced in his throat, which made his face red and red, and he was so angry that he gasped for breath.

Ji Hao followed Ji Wenming into the main hall of the council, and at a glance he saw the helpless prayer lying on the ground.

When Wu Zhiqi heard the sound of footsteps, he suddenly raised his head suddenly, staring at Ji Hao with fire-breathing eyes. With a loud roar, Wuzhiqi's body turned into a ray of water and rushed towards Ji Hao, and he punched down.

"Ji Hao, you have to pay for my son's life!"

"Dare to trouble my doll and die for Lao Tzu!" Ji Xia roared, and slammed a clean punch into Wuzhiqi.

With a loud bang, Ji Xia's fist collided with Wuzhiqi's heavy fist, Wuzhiqi's body did not move at all, Ji Xia was shocked and stumbled backwards, but Wuzhiqi's punch was also dissolved by Ji Xia.

Ji Hao sneered, a flash of fire rushed out above his head, and he grabbed the Mixed Yuan Sun Banner and was about to make a poisonous hand to Wuzhi.

Di Shun suddenly roared: "What kind of place is this?

Ji Hao's movements stopped, only Wuzhi screamed, and tore off Ji Hao with a slap. (To be continued.) )