Looking at Hua Xubai who was leaving, then looking at Hua Xuqing who was fainting on the ground, Ji Hao suddenly laughed: "Twin sisters, are they a love and killing each other? Girl, if I take you in, I will go against your sister..."

After pondering for a while, Ji Hao laughed at the sky: "It's rare to do whatever he wants, and you will be my personal disciple in the future."

With a finger, Ji Hao's eyes opened and a black light flashed. A fist-sized lotus flower that blended all the colors between heaven and earth quietly bloomed, bringing a magnificent glow into Huaxu's green eyebrows.

Hua Xuqing's body twitched slightly, and a faint smile appeared on her tight little face. Soon her two long eyebrows frowned, as if she could sense something that made her hesitate and make her embarrassed in the future. Ji Hao looked at her and sighed in a low voice: "A sword technique will help you eliminate demons and protect the Tao, and a martial art will help you gather the Taoist fetus... What will happen to you in the future depends on your original intention."

Whether it is immortals, demons, free and outspoken, killing people, these are all Hua Xuqing's own choices. Ji Hao left behind a line of inheritance here, but he simply felt unhappy with the Primitive Demon Lord who set fire and ended up, so he also left behind a line of inheritance willfully.

"Just set fire and don't put out the fire, just kill and don't bury people!" Ji Hao sang a little song with a strange tone, with Pangu bell above his head and Pangu sword in his hand. Every step he took was to leave a chaotic lotus that slowly dissipated on the ground, and walked towards the Huaxu ancestral temple one by one.

A large group of Huaxu soldiers wearing heavy armor rushed from Ji Hao from all directions.

Some soldiers were wrapped in purple thunder, their eyes were like fire, and their hissings were roaring to let Ji Hao avoid it quickly; some soldiers had their eyes like blood, and they smiled with a hideous smile, and waved weapons to Ji Hao casually, treating him as a weak ant that could be harvested at will like wild grass on the roadside.

Ji Hao raised the Pangu Sword and silently realized the axe that the phantom had just slashed out in his soul space. He looked at the demon-wrenching warriors with blood in his eyes. The Pangu Sword was very slow and heavy, as if it was pressed by dozens of mountains on the sword edge, slowly slashing swords after sword at these demon-wrenching warriors.

It seemed that the sword was slowly drawn, no matter how many demonic warriors rushed towards him, before they could approach Ji Hao's ten feet of land, these demonic warriors were wailing in unison, and vomiting blood. Ji Hao's sword force did not fall on them, but on their hearts.

If anyone could see through the mood of these demonic warriors, they could see that each demonic warrior had a primitive demon lord with different strengths and weaknesses in his heart, roaring and roaring in the rolling black fog. Ji Hao's sword light penetrated the bodies of these warriors and slashed directly on the body of the primitive demon in their hearts.

Ji Hao's sword force was not stable. Some sword force slashed on the original demon Lord, and immediately killed their Yuan Ling clones completely, allowing them to return to their original origin, and turned into primitive demon species and hid deeply in the hearts of the demon warriors again. Some sword force just broke the black fog around them, and ferocious wounds were cracked on the original demon Lord's body, and their roar became more and more crazy.

I saw that some of these demonic warriors suddenly vomited blood and fell to the ground as soon as they approached Ji Hao. After their bodies twitched violently for a while, their eyes returned to clear. Some demonic warriors also vomited blood, and the blood in their eyes became stronger and stronger, and even black and red magic patterns continued to spread on their cheeks.

Swords were chopped on Ji Hao, and these Huaxu soldiers who were even more possessed of the demons shouted loudly, and their weapons were struck down with black and red magic lightning.

The Pangu Bell roared slightly, and the wisps of chaotic aura seemed thin and weak, but they could not penetrate the chaotic aura and damage Ji Hao at all with all their strength. Instead, the chaotic aura caused slight ripples, and the small ripples contained extremely terrible recoil force, which bounced back ten times or hundreds of times.

The sword wrapped in black and red lightning made an overwhelming cry, and countless spider-web-like cracks were cracked on the sword. The demonic Huaxu warriors roared with hissings, and the swords in their hands bounced back heavily, hitting them hard, and shattered them on their faces.

Many soldiers' faces were blown away from blood and flesh. They covered their faces with hissings and their bodies twitched violently.

A low roar came from their hearts, and the severe pain stimulated their demonic nature. The more violent they were, the stronger the demonic energy on their bodies, and the stronger the power became. They put down their hands, regardless of the blood-flowing wounds, opened their hands and grabbed Ji Hao.

Ji Hao still slowly waved the Pangu sword, and the "slow" slashed down with one sword after another. One primitive demon lord in the hearts of one demon warrior after another was cut through, and one demon warrior after another fell to the ground and hissed and wailed, and their eyes quickly returned to the clarity.

The Huaxu warriors who were surrounded by purple thunder and were not trapped in the clutches of the original Demon Lord stopped charging in surprise. They looked at Ji Hao and exclaimed. Someone recognized Ji Hao and quickly spread Ji Hao's identity.

"Emperor of Heaven, Ji Hao of Heaven!"

"Emperor Ji Hao, Emperor Ji Hao!"

"It was the Emperor of Heaven who came in person! What method did he use? The tribe members who were unable to awaken even if we tried our best, were subdued by him so easily?"

More and more Huaxu warriors gathered. They watched Ji Hao take action in surprise. Gradually, they began to help Ji Hao drag the Huaxu warriors who woke up to the side to rest.

After most of the Huaxu warriors woke up from the demonic obstacles, they all hugged the tribesmen around them and cried loudly! Although they were possessed by demons, they clearly remembered what they had done in the past period of time. They did things that they could not forgive themselves. The strong sense of guilt made them want to die on the spot.

There are also some Huaxu warriors whose eyes are flashing. They also remember their words and deeds after being possessed by the devil. Like Huaxubai, they do not think that there is anything wrong with their choice! They agree with the original Demon Lord's statement, and they think they should "living for themselves and for their own self"!

They exchanged glances with each other and left the crowd silently.

Ji Hao ignored these people, and he still swung his sword slowly. As he swung his sword more and more, a set of twelve strange runes gradually lit up on the sword edge of the Pangu Sword. As these runes gradually became clear, Ji Hao could accurately kill the original demon primitive spirit clone that had fallen into the heart of the demon warrior every time he swung his sword.

When the twelve runes on the sword edge completely condensed into a physical body, Ji Hao suddenly shouted "Demon-breaking". He put away the Pangu sword, formed seals with both hands and pushed outwards. Thousands of lights spurted out from his palms, hitting the Huaxu family's demon-wrenching warrior who was rushing like a tide.
Chapter completed!