"cold!"

When the clone flew towards the heavenly court with Ao Bai, Ao Bai was chilling all over, moaning in a low voice like a mortal suffering from wind and coldness. Cold sweat kept oozing out of his blue-white skin. Behind him, almost no plasma was available in the wound that split his upper body into two sections. The blood in his body was almost poured out!

With the powerful vitality of the Nine Sons of the Ancestral Dragon, the blood in Ao Bai's body almost flowed, and his huge essence and blood energy could not replenish even a drop of new blood to his body!

Ji Hao's clone could clearly see the internal organs in his chest through the wound on Ao Bai's back. The wound turned white, like the eyes of a dead fish. Ji Hao gently pressed the flesh near the wound with his fingers. The tentacles were cold and the muscles were soaked in greasy, as if the body had been soaked in sewage in the gutter for half a month.

"What the hell is Wu Bi using?" Ji Hao asked in surprise: "Even if it is the dragon-slaying technique... it is also a secret technique made by voodoo mixed with witch curse, but that knife..."

Ao Bai barely opened his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and muttered in a low voice: "Anyway, it's not a good thing, damn it... let them retreat!"

Ao Bai and Ji Hao's escape light was too fast. They rushed out of the Heavenly Court and had already fought in Puyang. The dragon army following Ao Bai had only arrived halfway. Ji Hao took Ao Bai back to the Heavenly Court and happened to run into these dragon warriors. Ao Bai hurriedly screamed: "Retreat, retreat, a group of bastards, you can't get involved in this matter!"

Ji Hao raised his eyebrows, Ao Bai's words were quite mysterious.

What does this mean? ‘They can’t get involved’? It’s interesting, it’s really interesting. When I heard this, Ao Bai seemed to know something?

Ji Hao looked back and saw Wu Bi smiling grimly, holding the long blood-colored sword in his hand, swaying countless afterimages, and chasing him with black smoke all over the sky. Wu Bi's escape light was astonishing as a ghost, and he chased him behind Ji Hao in a few flashes. The long sword in his hand swayed a blood light and slashed him hard.

The Pangu Bell made a slight ripples. The blood-colored sword that had just been seriously injured Ao Bai and the chaotic aura emitted by the Pangu Bell collided violently. Ji Hao narrowed his eyes. He could not feel any pressure from the blood light emitted by the long sword!

Wu Bi's sword could not be grabbed by an ordinary Wu Emperor with all his strength than the ordinary Wu Emperor. How could he seriously injure Ao Bai so easily?

"Get out!" Ji Hao let out a long roar, and a golden flame spewed out of his mouth. With the help of the huge power contained in a branch of Fusang wood, the golden flame spewed out by Ji Hao instantly covered the void that spanned thousands of miles. The large afterimage brought by Wu Bi was rolled up by the flames and disappeared without a trace. Large pieces of golden flames attached to his body, burning him to his body, and black air was spreading, and large bubbles were cracked on his skin.

"Child Ji Hao, one day, let you look good!" Wu Bi was in pain, but was not angry. He grinned at Ji Hao's weirdness and suddenly brought a huge arc in his body. In a flash, he passed Ji Hao and Ao Bai and broke into the vast army of dragons.

Thousands of dragons wearing heavy armor roared to the sky, and they formed an army to rush towards Wu Bi. Qingyishui's golden halberd brought countless lightnings and gathered into a 100-meter-long electric dragon that was as thick as a hundred feet and slammed on Wu Bi.

Wu Bi's body exploded, turning into a large black gas and swept into the military formation of these dragons with countless afterimages. The electric dragon exploded, but failed to touch his body. Wu Bi's long blood-colored sword waved, and a blood rainbow tore through the void. Thousands of dragons with strong and powerful magical power whine in unison. Their bodies were torn apart by the light of the sword like tofu, and thousands of dragon heads flew up together.

"Damn, damn, damn, damn, retreat, retreat!" Ao Bai roared sternly, and he turned his head and roared at Ji Hao: "Ji Hao, block Wu Bi and save my clan's son-in-law. I owed you a favor... From now on, the entire Dragon Clan will let you dispatch it at will nine times!"

"Nine times?" Ji Hao looked at Ao Bai in horror, and then he was suddenly startled by Ao Bai's words: "Your brothers are nine? Nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon, are they all..."

Ao Bai looked at Ji Hao in a deep voice and shouted coldly: "My dragon clan has plundered Pangu's world for countless years. All the genius treasures that can condense the magic body they collected were smashed in, so that the nine brothers could return to the world... Is it difficult?"

"Your dragon clan has a great plan... Okay, you owe me a favor, the entire dragon clan let me drive it nine times!" Ji Hao looked at Ao Bai with a grin, and his heart and lungs were trembling by Ao Bai's conditions. What is the origin of the blood-colored sword in Wu Bi's hand? It's worth Ao Bai's investment in such a large amount of capital?

If it weren't for the disaster of extermination...

Ji Hao shivered and shivered. The blood-colored sword in Wu Bi's hand might cause a disaster to exterminate the dragon clan? How could it be? What is the origin of this blood-colored sword? He knew what Ao Bai meant, but judging from his weak face now, he obviously would not tell Ji Hao the truth.

Suddenly, a terrifyingly powerful, extremely ancient, beastly dragon energy fell from the sky. A thick green scale covered with thick green scales, a dragon head and a human body. A strong dragon clan man about twelve feet tall fell to Ji Hao on his feet and nodded solemnly to Ji Hao: "Emperor Ji Hao, please... I will hand over Xiao Ba to me."

Ji Hao glanced at the strong man of the dragon clan covered with blue dragon scales, then looked at Ao Bai who was relieved, and threw him over: "Dare you asking?"

"Prisoning the Cow!" The strong man took Ao Bai, took out a 'dan pill' the size of an ordinary head and stuffed it into Ao Bai's mouth, and said seriously: "I'll leave this guy to you... Or, as long as you steal that knife, I will let this little bastard from the Chu Wu lineage know what it feels like to be crushed into a moer!"

What Yuniu and Ao Bai were afraid of was the long blood-colored sword!

Ji Hao looked up and Wu Bi had already burst into the army of dragon clans with a strange smile. With a long sword in his hand, more than a dozen dragon heads flew high. This time he killed was not a mixed-blooded dragon, but a pure-blooded dragon clan. The ancient dragon kings led by the team were already in a state of heartache and cursed with filthy words.

"What's the name of that knife?" Ji Hao exploded, turned into a sky and rushed towards Wu Bi. At the same time, he loudly asked the origin of the sword of the Qinniu.

Prison Niu hesitated for a long time. After Ji Hao had already rushed to Wu Bi and turned into a large sea of ​​fire to entangle Wu Bi, Prison Niu said to himself: "If that's right, maybe... it's related to the 'Dragon Mother'... But she was suppressed properly...how could it be, how could it be..."

Dragon Mother?
Chapter completed!