Ji Hao followed Wulongyao and helped the old man up with several other old men who rushed over. Dozens of bowls of different colors exuded various strange smells, and even witch medicines of bubbles of various colors were also sent by the attentive apprentices, and they poured them all into the old man's stomach in one breath.

The clothes were shattered, the hair and eyebrows were burned by high temperatures, and the old man with large charcoalized skin burped a few times, sprayed an unpleasant smell of witch medicine, and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

A thunderous sound came from his body, dozens of bowls of witch medicine played a role, and a trace of heat spurted out of the old man's body, and a large area of ​​carbonized dead skin cracked and fell off, revealing the fresh flesh and blood that was rapidly reborn below.

Soon, the old man recovered as before, and his burnt hair and eyebrows were reborn.

Shaking his head, the old man stood up and stretched out his hand to an old man Kuiwei beside him: "Stop talking nonsense, let's have ten pieces of hollow crystals, and ten pieces of supporting materials. I have already touched a little bit of the edge. I have just refined a space witchcraft that is quite the size of a room."

Including Wulongyao, the elderly and the onlookers gasped at the same time.

The tall and statured old man quickly ordered that several apprentices ran out. A quarter of an hour later, they came back with a large amount of materials and respectfully handed them over to the old man who was still steaming.

"Look for someone to fix the door." The old man took the materials and hurriedly plunged into the house.

The powerful witch power fluctuations spread out from the room, and a red witch barrier visible to the naked eye sealed the room tightly, but waves of powerful energy fluctuations that made Ji Hao frightened were still tenaciously spreading through the barrier, constantly surging and roaring in the corridor.

The steps were rumbling, and a dozen people were twenty feet tall. The giant man, who was made of metal lumps, shouted a trumpet and walked over with a bronze gate that was three feet thick.

They were familiar with the door and the bronze door that had been blown up very quickly, and then they fixed the amazingly thick door to the door frame. Tens of thousands of runes lit up one by one, and a strong wave of light rippled on the bronze door, and the fluctuations in the vitality in the room disappeared without a trace.

"Is it almost done?" Old Man Kuiwei, who had just given the order, looked at his companions with excitement: "If our Witch Palace can really make such a large-capacity space witchcraft..."

The crowd looked at each other, and Wulongyao said in a deep voice: "Look at the result. In the absence of two months, Mi Lao Gui will not get any results."

After a few words of soft communication, the people around quickly dispersed and went to work hard on their own. Ji Hao felt the tense atmosphere here, everyone was busy, and no one was doing nothing.

Wulongyao frowned slightly and led Ji Hao along the Gui Dao. Gradually, his speed became faster and faster. The fire light surged behind Ji Hao. When the flowing fire wings were used, he barely kept up with Wulongyao's pace.

After running along the spacious avenue for a quarter of an hour, at least for thousands of miles, Ji Hao was secretly shocked by the grand scale of the Witch Palace, Wulongyao suddenly stopped in front of a bronze gate about a height of about a mile.

He swung his fist and Wulongyao smashed the bronze gate a few times, shaking the ground. The loud noise made the apprentices passing by scream. They covered their ears and ran away.

The bronze door slowly opened, and a giant with a height of 100 feet tall and surrounded by fire, stuck out his head from behind the door. Seeing Wulongyao, the giant raised a big hammer in his hand fiercely and shouted angrily: "Old medicine ghost, next time you smash my door, I will smash your head! Isn't it just a soft armor? Well, is it this doll?"

The giant stretched out his left hand. A piece of armor with clear light floating in his palm was emitting a familiar and unfamiliar magic fluctuation of Ji Hao.

It was the protective armor that Abao refined for Ji Hao. Ji Hao remembered clearly that he fought to the death with the several Jia warriors of the Red Ri lineage, and the other party used his desperate combat skills. This armor had been broken through more than a dozen holes, and almost all the armor was destroyed.

But the armor in front of me was integrated, without any scars, and the magic power fluctuations emitted were even more powerful and the light was even more intoxicating.

"Little guy, who made this soft armor for you?" The giant squatted down and put his head in front of Ji Hao with difficulty: "The technique is very... Well, that guy's skill is much better than mine. I used 20 times more materials to repair it. Who made this guy?"

Ji Hao spread his hands and looked at the giant and said sincerely: "A guest who passed by our tribe, I could talk to him, so he refined this armor for me."

The giant shook his head, looked down at the armor in his hand, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and threw it at Ji Hao's body. The clear armor turned into a glimmer of light to cover Ji Hao, and soon finished wearing it on his own.

"Well, I can't hold my face off and snatch the child's stuff... It's true that guy's technique and the runes he engraved in the armor. Well, I have a lot of new ideas."

The giant turned around, entered the door, and closed the door heavily. With a loud bang, the door almost hit Wulongyao's nose. Wulongyao was so angry that he flew up, kicked the door hard, and cursed several times at the door.

After taking a breath, Wulongyao shook his head and smiled at Ji Hao: "Your soft armor is very unusual. It took the old blacksmith a whole five days to repair it for you. Tsk, he is a monster that can even be forged by the Witch Emperor-level witch treasure. Your soft armor is just a big Witch-level armor. It's really good that it can give him a headache for five days."

Ji Hao was stunned for a moment: "Have I been in a coma for five days?"

Wulongyao nodded and pulled Ji Hao to continue walking forward: "Yes, you are not seriously injured. In order to restore your vitality, Si Wenming simply let you fall into a coma for five days. The girl who came with you has been picked up, but it is estimated that you will see her again in a few days."

After walking for a while, there was a sudden commotion in front of me. At the intersection of several large corridors, a young man in a torn clothes suddenly broke out from a small teleportation array in a square with a diameter of more than ten miles.

He held a piece of animal skin in his hand and shouted loudly: "The perfect formula for ghost spirit bronze, there is, there is! The witch priests of the White Tiger Tribe of the Western Wilderness have found a bronze formula that can perfectly match the power of ghost spirit!"

"Hulala" suddenly, another large group of people surrounded him, and countless people were asking excitedly.

Ji Hao looked at Wulongyao in shock. He couldn't figure out what was going on.

Wu Longyao smiled and looked at the dancing young man, and said softly: "This is the Witch Palace."

"There are many people running around like Si Wenming. Whether it is the Four Wastelands or the Central Land, any 'knowledge' that is beneficial to our human race will be brought back to the Witch Palace and stored here, and at the fastest speed, it will be transformed into the power belonging to the entire human race."
Chapter completed!