"Ga"

The Ya Gong poked his head out of Ji Hao's arms and looked at the bloody tooth that had turned into dust in shock.

Tens of thousands of elite soldiers, including hundreds of great witch-level masters, were actually killed by Si Wenming's sword. What makes people feel even more chilling is that this sword silently kills tens of people, but not even a piece of armor was destroyed, and even a leaf or a thatch was not damaged in the mountains and forests.

The power of this sword is earth-shaking, and this sword is also light and light.

Ji Hao stared blankly at the armor and helmets that were falling to the ground and were still shaking, and couldn't help but gasp.

Ji Hao could no longer imagine the strength of Si Wenming and the realm of Si Wenming. He could turn the terrifying power that could exterminate all into such an understatement, just like a dragonfly's sword, Ji Hao could not imagine how powerful it would take to achieve it.

He waved his hand lazily and made it with a black iron. Its shape was simple and generous, and it was pitch black and glossy. Even when the attack just now, even a long sword that did not light up without a rune. Si Wenming pulled a hemp rope from his shoulder, wrapped it around, and hung it behind him.

"Well, I haven't done it for a long time, and I've been a little bit old, and I almost ruined all the treasures on them." Si Wenming smiled and stretched out his hand. A sword with a shiny shiny shape was exquisitely shaped, and the handle was also inlaid with more than a hundred gems of various colors, and flew into his hand on its own.

"This sword is a bit fancy, but it's a real thing. It's a good thing. If you take it back to Puban, you can exchange it for thousands of large animals and thousands of tanks of good wine." Si Wenming stroked the sharp sword blade, flicked the sword body with his fingers, and nodded to Ji Hao with a smile: "According to the rules of the Southern Wilderness, everyone will have a share of everyone. Ha, I'll take this sword and go back to exchange for wine. For the others, you two little babies will be separated."

Manman grabbed Ji Hao's sleeve and shook his head gently: "I don't want it. Manman doesn't lack armor, but weapons. Give it all to Ji Hao. Their tribe must lack these."

Ji Hao was not pretentious, and coughed twice with a smile, coughed out the last piece of blood in his body, and breathed heavily, and bowed to Si Wenming with ease: "The elders gave it, the boy dared not refuse, so he accepted it all. These are all good things. Our Fire Crow tribe does not have many such exquisite armor and weapons."

Si Wenming nodded with a smile. He touched the pigeons standing on his shoulder and stared at the large number of pigeons on the Crow's Man's voice, and said in a generous voice: "Well, then that's it. Ji Hao, you are the baby Fire Crow's tribe of the Fire Crow's tribe, the Fire Crow's tribe. If these things happen here, I'll just go to the Fire Crow's tribe."

Shrugging her shoulders, Si Wenming smiled comfortably and said, "Anyway, I don't have any specific goals. Wherever I go, it's all."

Ji Hao and Man looked at Si Wenming's next move curiously. He stretched out his fingers and drew a complex rune on the soft wet mud. He gently pressed his right hand into the middle of the rune and chanted the spell in a low voice.

Ji Hao narrowed his eyes, and his keen spiritual power spread around him. He could clearly feel the waves of strange soul waves spreading from Si Wenming's body, and instantly spread throughout the mountains and forests within a radius of thousands of miles.

A low roar came from afar, accompanied by the sound of branches breaking, two black panthers, five or six feet long, rushed towards the black smoke. The two big leopards looked at Si Wenming from a distance, squinted their eyes and felt the soul fluctuations emitted from Si Wenming. The originally low roar turned into a gentle murmur, and they swung their tails and came happily.

Soon, several colorful giant tigers rushed over.

At first, they were also full of caution towards Ji Hao and Manman, but inspired by Si Wenming's soul fluctuations, these giant tigers quickly dispelled their vigilance and came up with a smile.

In just a quarter of an hour, hundreds of giant beasts came in a row. Ji Hao and Manman were busy picking up the armor and weapons that fell to the ground, carefully tied them with vines, and put them on the backs of these giant beasts.

It took more than two hours to get everything done. Si Wenming rode a strong bison to open the way ahead, Ji Hao and Manman rode closely behind a strong giant leopard, and a large group of beasts lined up in an orderly line and quickly entered the dense forest and headed towards the Fire Crow Tribe.

With Si Wenming's powerful ability as powerful as a god or a demon, Ji Hao and Manman finally completely relaxed.

After several days and nights of continuous pursuit, the two were severely injured one after another. Manman was exhausted and almost just sat on the leopard's back, she tilted her head and fell asleep against Ji Hao's shoulder.

Ji Hao crossed his legs, supported Manman with his shoulders, squinted his eyes slightly, and silently used the method of warming the soul in the Nine-Character Mantra Pill Sutra to restore his energy. The vital energy of the surrounding heaven and earth continued to gather towards Ji Hao's body, following the meridians in his body, and after several large circles were continuously circulating, they turned into pure Dan Yuan magic power and integrated into Zifu Yuan Dan.

Si Wenming, who was riding on the back of a wild buffalo, felt the strange fluctuations of the vital energy of the surrounding heaven and earth. He turned around curiously and took a deep look at Ji Hao.

A deep divine light in Si Wenming's eyes rotated, and he looked at Ji Hao carefully up and down. In his eyes, Ji Hao's body was like a vortex, and the endless energy of heaven and earth was constantly gathering into his body, and then completely disappeared into the depths of his black hole-like body.

"The little guy is interesting."

When packing up the armor and weapons, Si Wenming had already found out from Manman's mouth what they had experienced these days.

With his initial level cultivation in the Little Witch Realm who had just activated the power of blood, Ji Hao was able to kill the Great Witch-level warriors one after another. Under the crazy pursuit of the Blood Tooth Group, he led Manman to escape for thousands of miles, which made Si Wenming amazed.

More importantly, Ji Hao is still so young, and he is also born into a declining tribe in the Southern Wilderness. He is not from a noble family like Manman. His resources and the inheritance of witchcraft he obtained are all insignificant in the eyes of Si Wenming.

It is with this insignificant resource and inheritance that Ji Hao was able to achieve such brilliant results, and Si Wenming couldn't help but feel moved.

"I'm a good baby, I don't know if I've been weaned. Is a little eagle brave enough to leave the nest and fly far away?"

Ji Hao did not have the energy to pay attention to Si Wenming. He just devoted himself to practicing hard, recovering his physical strength, and regulating his essence and blood, while he was still silently absorbing the great horror and joy brought by the pursuit of life and death.

He felt a clear mind, and a dark curtain that had been firmly blocked in front of his soul in his previous life was suddenly disintegrated.

A bright and smooth road appeared in front of Ji Hao. His body's essence and blood suddenly fluctuated wildly. He roared in a low voice. The energy of heaven and earth of various attributes in the void in all directions rolled in. The indescribable mysterious forces in the eight extremes of the universe appeared out of thin air in his soul space, and directly injected the Zifu Yuandan that had been compressed into substance.

Suddenly Ji Hao opened his eyes, and a purple air spurted out more than three feet away.

Nine golden true words seals on the Zifu Yuandan were condensed, and the virtual Zifu Yuandan was quickly undergoing some kind of earth-shaking and irreversible magical evolution towards the real Jindan.

Si Wenming looked at Ji Hao in horror. The energy of heaven and earth within a radius of hundreds of miles was fluctuating wildly under the stirring of some magical power in Ji Hao's body.

Not to mention the warriors in the small witch realm, even a witch-level witch sacrifice cannot be done without decades of witchcraft sacrifice.

"I'm going to make up for this doll." Si Wenming slapped his forehead hard and burst into laughter silently.

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