Gonggong scolded sharply, like the invisible pressure of a tsunami roaring down.

Ji Wenming rolled his eyes, and the shadow of the overlapping mountain range above his head soared straight into the sky, and hit the spiritual pressure deliberately released by the Gonggong clan without flinching. With a loud bang, the void suddenly distorted, Gonggong's body did not move at all, but the cold light flashed in his eyes, while Ji Wenming's body shook, and blood continued to flow out of the seven orifices.

"Gonggong!" The high-crowned figure suddenly raised his hand, and an extremely sharp sword intent slashed down from the oblique thorn with a sky-splitting momentum, forcibly tearing the Gonggong clan's divine soul pressure into two pieces.

Gonggong's body shook, as if he had been hit head-on by a battering ram, and staggered back three steps.

He glanced at the high-crowned figure in shock, silently put his hands in his sleeves, and never said a word again.

But looking at the cold light that kept flickering in his eyes, it was clear that Gonggong's mood was not as calm as his appearance.

Ji Wenming took a breath, wiped the blood off his face, and roared loudly in anger: "Gonggong clan, what qualifications do you have to question our war exploits? This is the credit we have earned with the blood and lives of our brothers with a knife and a shot! Who do you think you dare to question our war exploits?"

Taking a heavy step forward, Ji Wenming used all his strength in this step, and the sixteen witch stars above his head suddenly rose, emitting a large area of earthy yellow light to illuminate the void. The earth within a radius of tens of thousands of miles trembled violently, and the earthy yellow mist visible to the naked eye continued to roar along the earth, constantly being swallowed by Ji Wenming's body.

In the soul space, the phantom suddenly exclaimed: "Ji Wenming, this doll is so talented...... This is the Panxi World, and he has actually been able to mobilize the power of the earth's spiritual veins so easily as he is in the Pangu World?"

Ji Hao couldn't help but feel a little proud, he boasted to the phantom: "Isn't it, he's ......"

That's it. Ji Hao slammed his mouth shut. With a strange tone, the Phantom asked, "What is he? You seem to know something else about him that no one else can do?"

Ji Hao yawned, and lazily played Laipi: "Ah, he is the future candidate for the emperor that I value, legend has it that before Uncle Wenming came to the world, he dreamed of nine dragons in his belly." When the world is born, the red sun rises in the east, the sky is full of colorful clouds, and the auspicious breath of the dragon and phoenix falls from the sky...... What is the point of mobilizing a mere leyline for such a big man?"

The phantom 'gurgle' in his throat for a long time, but he didn't speak.

Ji Hao's words were a little shameless, and the phantom didn't know how to respond to his words after thinking about it for a long time.

Ji Wenming's body was full of yellow energy, and his breath became thicker and thicker, more and more vigorous. He looked directly at the Gonggong clan and shouted: "Gonggong clan, how dare you deceive me today? You must know that my life is not easy to bully for no reason. ”

Gonggong's eyes flickered, and he stopped talking.

Ji Wenming is indeed not easy to bully, in terms of bloodline, he is the great-great-grandson of the Xuanyuan Holy Emperor and the grandson of Emperor Xuanyuan. And his father, Chongbo Xixi, is self-reliant and self-reliant with his extraordinary strength. The Youchong tribe is now also the top tribe of the human race.

In other words, Ji Wenming is a descendant of the Holy Emperor of the root red Miaozheng. Don't look at him now, he is not a descendant of the Xiong clan, but in terms of personal merits and ability, he is much stronger than the emperor's grandson Yuan, the son of the Xiong clan.

And no Saint Emperor bloodline is easy to bully.

Therefore, the Gonggong clan did not speak with a gloomy face, and the high-crowned figure played a round on the side: "Ji Wenming, the Gonggong clan has no intention of deceiving you." Indeed, your military exploits are too appalling. Millions of aliens. It's all destroyed in your hands, take your jade talisman!"

Ji Wenming glared at the Gonggong clan fiercely, he saluted the high-crowned figure, and then in front of so many people, he openly shouted to the Gonggong clan: "Gonggong clan, my Ji Wenming is here." If you have any means, just take it out. You are an elder, it is not ugly for me to lose to you, naturally there are elders in my clan looking for you!"

Ji Hao's eyebrows fluttered and he looked at Ji Wenming, and almost applauded.

Glaring at the Gonggong clan proudly, Ji Wenming took out his jade talisman and threw it to the high-crowned figure, and at the same time he said: "Please also ask your lords to know clearly, these military exploits are all made by Ji Wenming's brothers, carrying their heads!"

The jade talisman refined by the Xuan clan is extremely exquisite, and it has incredible magical powers.

The high-crowned figure flicked his finger on the jade talisman, and a large cloud of smoke erupted from the jade talisman, instantly enveloping a hundred miles of radius. Countless images flashed rapidly in the smoke clouds, and the last scenes of many alien races before they died appeared in the smoke clouds.

In these pictures, some aliens were assassinated by Ji Hao with Jiuyang Ge, some aliens were burned to death by Ji Hao with sun essence fire, and some aliens were killed by Ji Hao with the attack that rebounded from the Panxi Divine Mirror, these pictures are vivid.

There are also some aliens who were poisoned by Yumu's poison, directly sucked out of their lives by Taisi's curse, and killed by the barbaric thunderfire, and the last scene before their death was also shown in the smoke and clouds.

But more than ninety percent of the picture is a fire, a black light, a black light and fire that destroys everything.

Nearly a million aliens, all of whom were blown to pieces in the self-destruction of the city-destroying cannon, their images before death were exactly the same, nearly a million such images flashed by, and finally a golden arrow shadow appeared in the smoke cloud.

The smoke cloud perfectly reproduced the sneak attack of Fengxing Yuanyuan, and an arrow pierced through the city-destroying cannon, triggering the whole process of the city-destroying cannon's self-destruction.

The Gonggong clan suddenly sneered: "Hahaha, Xi Wenming, you have killed only a thousand alien races with your own hands, and the so-called military exploits of millions of alien races, the feelings are all set up by this little brother? Hey, this little brother ......"

Gonggong beckoned to Fengxing, who was squatting on a large tree in the distance.

Feng Xing looked at the Gonggong clan coldly, sneered contemptuously, spat heavily on the ground, and then disappeared without a trace.

Ji Hao pulled his throat and laughed: "Gonggong clan, you can't buy my brother! We all support Uncle Xi Wen's ascension to the throne of the human emperor, so no matter who kills these aliens, all the military exploits belong to Uncle Ji Wenming! Anyway, Uncle can't treat us badly in the end!"

Giggling, Ji Hao shook his head contemptuously at the Gonggong clan: "Don't use those crooked brains, do you think that we are the kind of waste like your son, who does not pay attention to righteousness and escapes?"

Gonggong's eyes jumped with anger, he stared at Ji Hao with a gloomy expression, and said lightly: "Ji Wenming dares to anger me and don't mention it, Yao Bo Ji Hao, you are lucky to be a child, and you dare to be so presumptuous, do you really think I can't do anything about you?"

With a flip of his palm, the Gonggong clan summoned an iceberg and smashed it down on Ji Hao. (To be continued.) )