Dozens of transparent skeleton racks surrounded Ji Hao and Ji Hao let them do it with a smile.

I don’t know the clever method of refining these skeletons. These skeletons are completely useless, but their fists are as strong as those of the human race’s high-level witch emperors. Especially their bones are extremely hard, and each punch is like a heavy hammer.

The Tai Chi robes were clear and bright, and countless heavy punches fell on Ji Hao's body, and the fist strength was transformed by more than 90%. The rest of the force was still extremely strong, which only caused Ji Hao's inner organs to shake slightly. With his current strong body, he was completely unacceptable.

Fan Gu yelled and wanted to use all his strength to teach Ji Hao a lesson. Yemo's eyes were flowing. Just as he was about to watch the show, streams of light came from the city of catastrophe in the distance. Soon, the twelve ruling emperors of the Yu clan gathered.

There were circles of space ripples around him constantly spreading around him, and his body was just a thin shadow, shouting sternly: "Enough, Yemoya, even if you are a woman, you can't do whatever you want and destroy our common decisions."

The blood was rolling, and the body was filled with endless will to kill. The Red Ridge Emperor Biya, who was as tall as a warrior of the Ga tribe, shouted loudly: "Elder Fan Bone, please put away your anger! Many of us want to kill Yaohou Jihao, but now is not the time to kill him."

Fan Gu roared angrily, and he roared loudly: "Put off your anger? Then what about my dignity?"

Two figures flashed out from behind Viaya. Two extremely burly old men of the Yu clan who were wearing heavy armor and holding heavy flails blocked the front of Fan Gu. One of the old men laughed strangely and said, "Enough, Fan Gu, do you really want to fight him for the death? This kid is useful!"

The aura of the two old men was much stronger than that of the Brahma Bone. Obviously, they were also masters of the Sun and Moon Realm, and were more powerful than the Brahma Bone. Moreover, the innate power of the Red Sun Lineage is "killing and violence". Each of their tribesmen is crazy warriors. In terms of power attributes, they were born to surpass the Brahma Bone of the Ming Yue Lineage, not to mention that their cultivation is stronger than Brahma Bone.

Fan Gu's arrogance suddenly weakened. He snorted coldly, and took out a gray cloak from somewhere and wrapped it on his body. He gently flicked his fingers, and a pink rose appeared on his fingertips. Fan Gu twisted the rose in his left hand and held a crystal wine glass in his right hand, and gently took a sip of the bright red wine.

"Okay, Viayatian, Viayadi, I will give you this face. For the sake of the overall situation, I can tolerate the slight damage to my dignity." Fan Gu looked up at the sky and sighed sentimentally: "I will let this boy go for the time being. One day, I will let him know what a terrible power the supreme and great Mingyue has!"

Ji Hao laughed "hehe" and Fan Gu made this gesture, but his dozens of skeletons had not stopped. Shaking his head, Ji Hao recited the thunder spell silently, and countless thin lightnings on his right hand jumped rapidly, shattering the cold and dead air that had just fought into his palm.

A trace of gray dead energy spurted out from the palm, accompanied by the deafening thunder sound, dozens of Yu Yu divine thunders were sprayed out from the palm like a sharp sword, slashing hard on dozens of skeleton racks.

Fan Gu groaned, and his eyes were full of ghost fire. He stared at Ji Hao in anger, but he didn't say a word.

Dozens of skeleton racks were shattered by thunder, with large pieces of shattered bones falling one after another, and countless lightnings were wrapped around the shattered bones, constantly crushing the shattered bones into ashes and blowing the ashes into a wisp of blue smoke.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Fan Gu's body twitched slightly. He pointed to the two old men of the Yu clan who were blocking him and said angrily: "Biyatian, Biyadi, remember, today, I give you face, so I spared this boy! You owe me a favor!"

Viaya, Yamasha, and several other ruling emperors had their eyes twitched at the same time. The shamelessness and harshness of the Brahma bone made them disapprove. Yamasha raised his head and said deeply: "Elder Yemoya, stop, at this time, we must save every power!"

An angry shout came from the sky, and the two black vortexes that strangled each other suddenly collapsed. A blood-colored sword light and a blood-colored sword light collided rapidly in the void. The blink of an eye and stabbed each other tens of thousands of times. Then a muffled groan came. Yemo Yu fell from the sky with a gloomy face. A deep blood groove appeared on his face. The wound was as smooth as a mirror, and all the flesh and blood were corroded.

Yemo Shayi also fell from a high altitude. There was also a blood groove on the back of his left hand. Just like the wound on Yemo Shayi's face, the blood groove was extremely smooth.

Yemoya's face looked ugly. She stared at Yemoya tightly, and the almost crazy black flames flashed in her eyes. Yemoya's eyes bowed slightly and bowed slightly, with the expression on her face very peaceful.

The powerful spiritual power fluctuations were rippling all over the body, and the spiritual energy of various types of heaven and earth condensed into various strange phenomena visible to the naked eye. The Yuanyue Emperor Moshu Huan sighed softly. He nodded to Ji Hao and said calmly: "Yaohou Jihao? You have forced the scepter of our tribe... This matter will be done without any blame. This represents the sincerity of my Yuanyue lineage. We want to talk to the human race."

Mochouhuan looked at Ji Hao deeply: "Please go back to Puyang and tell you the people who are truly able to make decisions about the human race. We are waiting for them here. If they come, everything will be fine; if they don't come, we won't be stupid here. We will break through Akasaka Mountain, flatten it all the way to Puyang, and destroy the human race at all costs."

A wisp of spiritual power that seemed to be solid was fluctuating violently. Two old men of the Yu clan in robes and long staff were walking out from behind him. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushing around him almost shattered the void.

One after another, the strong Yu clan, who was so powerful that it was suffocating, walked out from behind the twelve ruling emperors. They stood quietly in the void, quietly watching Ji Hao, and putting strong pressure on Ji Hao with their breath.

Putting aside the twelve ruling emperors and adding Yemo Ya, a total of twenty-four powerful people from the Yu clan, standing in front of Ji Hao in a row.

The known witch god-level existences of the human race are only twelve ancestors of the human emperors! And they are not the original deity, but the clones they left in the Pangu world, and their strength is only about 30% of the original deity. Except for the twelve ancestors of the human race, other groups with good friendship with the human race, such as the Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan, and even major clans, old monsters such as Zhu Jiuyin are also witch god-level and even more powerful beings.

But Ji Hao didn't know whether the human race could withstand the attack of twenty-four Sun and Moon realms!
Chapter completed!