"Ha, Ji Hao, it's good that you're safe!"

Imprisoned by the black whirlpool of several Yu nobles, Ji Wenming still laughed happily when he saw Ji Hao rushing out of the eyes of the White Dragon River.

Ji Hao stood on the Taiyin Soul Ding, and was surprised that the resistance of these water tribe demons was so weak, and even many big demons and giant demons who had cultivated to be strong were also turned into dry bones by the black gas spewed out by the Taiyin Soul Ding.

Hearing Ji Wenming's greeting, Ji Hao showed his figure from the black air, and said with a smug smile: "It's okay, it's okay, not only is it safe, but it also captured the Bailongjiang God alive, and robbed him of several treasures!"

A hundred-foot-long crocodile demon roared and struggled in the black air, relying on his thick skin and strong mana, he wanted to break out of the black qi spewed out by the Taiyin Soul Ding. But the black qi swirled around his body, and a little black light flashed in the center of the big crocodile demon's eyebrows, and his body suddenly stiffened, and his body of essence blood and soul spurted out from the seven orifices, and he was quickly sucked clean by the Taiyin Soul Ding.

"What a White Dragon River God!"

Ji Hao's eyes widened, he finally understood why this large army of water tribes with many masters was actually swallowed up by the Taiyin Soul Ding so easily.

Feelings Bai Longjiang God has long had bad intentions towards his subordinates, he has already regarded their essence blood and soul as the tonic of the Taiyin Soul Ding, and wants to use them as the raw materials for the Taiyin Soul Ding to condense the evil soul and refine the Xuanyin Gathering Evil Flag.

Therefore, these water demons under his command, whether they are giant demons whose strength is comparable to that of the peak Witch Emperor, or the big demons who are strong enough to fight against the Witch King, or those who have just cultivated a little bit of demonic power and have not even returned their original bodies, he has left a ban in their bodies with the Taiyin Soul Ding.

With the identity and power of the White Dragon River God, doing this kind of thing is naturally easy to capture, and no water demon will rebel against his top boss!

Laid out like this. Today, it is cheaper than Ji Hao. Ye Motian's Devouring Sword swallowed only about 100,000 water demons, and the remaining more than 10 million water demon elites were all swallowed up by Ji Hao's Taiyin Chaos.

The body of the evil soul in the Taiyin Soul Ding released by Ji Hao just now was fluttering, faintly and a little translucent, after devouring so many water demon spirit souls, these evil souls became much more condensed. It vaguely looks like flesh and blood.

Ji Wenming applauded and laughed on the side: "Okay, good, good baby! Is this the treasure you snatched from the hands of the Bailongjiang God? It seems that there is a bit of a ghost and witch sacrifice method." ”

Ghost Dao Witch Festival, specializing in the study of human ghosts, mandrill water ghosts and other witchcraft powers, they come with a yin wind, go with a black gas, Taiyin Soul Ding released a large area of black gas, and these ghosts and witches are indeed eight or nine percent similar to the means.

Ji Hao laughed loudly. He shook his hand and released the one hundred and sixty-nine Xuanyin Gathering Evil Flags that the White Dragon River God had cultivated, each of which was more than a hundred zhang long and wide, and the black flags were suspended above the Taiyin Soul Ding, devouring the black evil souls that erupted from the Great Ding.

The black Dading spewed out the black gas that attacked people, and the huge black flags were fiercely displayed in the black flags, Ji Hao stood on the Taiyin Soul Ding, and under the backdrop of these Taiyin treasures, there was quite a taste of the birth of the old devil.

The Shadow Soul flew towards Yemotian. Ji Hao stared at Ye Motian and said coldly: "The sword in your hand seems to be very good!"

Yemothy withdrew the Devouring Sword. He stared at Ji Hao with a gloomy face, his expression was very ugly. Tens of millions of elite water clan demons, if he could devour all of their essence blood and soul through the Devouring Sword, he was confident that his cultivation could definitely soar to a new level.

In Liangzhu, in the lair of the alien race, there is Yemo Alder who guards him like a thief. There is a treasure with him, but Yemotian does not dare to display it.

He knew that Yemo Coconut had always been extremely wary of him, and if he dared to behave in any way in Liangzhu, Yemo Coconut would definitely not look at him as his 'half-brother'. Be merciful to his men.

This time, tens of millions of elite water demons were placed in front of Yemotian, and such a gluttonous feast was disturbed by Ji Hao.

The Taiyin Soul Ding Yin is abnormal, and tens of millions of elite water tribes have actually been drawn into a pile of dry bones in just a snap of the fingers.

Ye Motian stared at Ji Hao angrily, gritted his teeth and sneered: "Ji Hao? I have heard your name! Uncle Yao of the Terran Ji Hao, hey, hey, do you remember those death row prisoners you bought in Black Shark Castle? Those money have all gone into my pocket, and I have to thank you." ”

Ji Hao suddenly looked at Ye Motian with a sense of realization: "Are you the backstage backer of the Black Shark Fort Prison Commander? Of course, your identity should be extremely noble, otherwise, who would dare to sell felons with such fanfare?"

Ye Motian gritted his teeth, he looked at the more than 100 Xuanyin gathering flags above Ji Hao's head, and said with a gloomy face: "Don't talk nonsense, for the sake of the love we have traded, hand over the spirits of those water tribes, I won't embarrass you today!"

Ji Hao shrugged his shoulders and smiled very easily: "Why don't you embarrass me?

Ye Motian slowly raised the sword of devouring, he glanced at Ji Wenming, who was imprisoned by several close guards, and said coldly: "I suffered a loss just now, Ji Wenming actually used the breath soil to cast his body, so that his body has the characteristics of the rest of the soil, I didn't expect this, so I suffered a loss." ”

Taking a deep breath, Yemotian sneered, "But this time, I won't have any carelessness. Thank you for the lesson you have taught me, my experience in all areas is not enough, so I will ...... Be careful and careful, be cautious and be cautious, and I will keep growing until you all kneel at my feet and lick my boots!"

Seeing the translucent black crystal sword in Ye Motian's hand, Ji Hao pulled out the Nine Yang Demon Sword.

He smiled and said, "Your sword is good, I happen to have a sharp sword, why don't we compete in swordsmanship?"

The Nine Yang Demon Sword was raised diagonally, and the nine Sun Runes on the sword body spewed out fiery golden light, and the temperature around it began to rise rapidly.

Ye Motian laughed loudly, and he pointed at Ji Hao, and the sword suddenly disappeared from his hand.

In the next moment, the devouring sword mysteriously came out from behind Ji Hao, and a black sword light pierced Ji Hao's heart.

The ghost whistle was incessant, and behind Ji Hao, there was a pitch-black Xuanyin Gathering Banner that almost seemed to be like a black hole that was about to devour everything, and two hundred-foot-long ghost claws poked out and grabbed the Yan Devouring Sword.

The devouring sword shook slightly, the two craggy ghost claws were split into pieces, and the sword light continued to pierce Ji Hao's back heart, but two, four...... Hundreds of craggy ghost claws continued to pour out from this banner, scrambling to grab the devouring sword.

The devouring sword continued to vibrate, constantly smashing ghost claws one by one, but no matter how he slashed and killed, more and more ghost claws entangled around him like maggots on tarsal bones, and he couldn't kill, and the more he killed, the more he killed.

Ji Hao smiled, the difficulty of the Xuanyin Gathering Banner was beyond his imagination, very good, this treasure is really good.

Ye Motian's face was pitch black, how could his natal divine soldier not even deal with a small flag in Ji Hao's hand? )