In the camp, the women from Wushan tribe were busy with determination.

The three arrows that Dafeng Ling finally shot killed 377 soldiers from the Wushan tribe, seriously injured 785 people and slightly injured 1,253 people. If Yu Mu's voodoo had not caused his witch power to lose more than 90%, the damage he caused would have been at least ten times more.

Facing ordinary people, the killing of the great witch is really like a god, demon, and evil spirit, and cannot resist it.

The dead soldiers were cleaned and lay neatly on the pile of firewood. Tieyan led several old witches to stand aside and chanted the spell of requiem in a low voice.

‘Dead warriors, this place is not far from Mount Wu; you are so lucky that you can return home after death’!

‘Protect the alive tribesmen and bless them with peace all the way; protect the alive children and bless them with safety’!

‘Wushan is not far from here, please go back quickly; don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, the tribe members have already raised banners to summon you, follow the way back, Wushan is our hometown’!

Occasionally, there were a few children crying in the crowd, which were the relatives of the killed soldiers. But the crying children were only a few, and more children gathered beside the old man, silently took over the armor left by his elders, and grabbed the weapons left by them.

The seriously injured and slightly injured soldier lay on the back of the manniu, Shaosi and Taisi took a group of women to clean their wounds and feed them the witch medicine for healing. A strong smell of herbal medicine echoed in the air, and from time to time the injured coughed violently, and a large amount of blood foam was sprayed out from the mouth.

Yumu sat aside with his shirtless eyes, looking at the busy camp without expression.

In this damn year, everyone has become accustomed to the sudden death of their relatives. Survival is so difficult, and death is like a dark cloud, always covering everyone's heads.

Feng Xing gritted his teeth and pulled out the arrows on Yu Mu's body one by one. Many arrows penetrated deep into Yu Mu's fat flesh more than two feet deep, and some arrows even penetrated his bones and penetrated into his bone marrow.

Arrows were pulled out one by one, and large pieces of blood kept coming out of Yu Mu's body. Then his flesh and flesh squirmed violently, and the wound healed quickly. When the arrows tore open the flesh and were pulled out, Yu Mu was still expressionless, as if the flesh and flesh were not on his body.

But the arrows that were pierced through the bones were covered with barbs. When Feng Xing gritted his teeth to pull out the arrows, the arrows and bones rubbed each other and made a harsh sound. Yu Mu's body suddenly tensed, his face twisted, and he groaned while groaning.

The sticky sweat kept oozing out of Yu Mu's skin. He swallowed the cold air in big mouthfuls and suddenly started to laugh: "Hey, the guy who was letting Shao Si escaped with the witch talisman that escaped... It should have arrived in Puyang, right?"

"Ka" screamed, and Yumu laughed dryly, "I want to eat meat so much! Unfortunately, my pot is not strong enough, ah!"

Manman squatted obediently, holding the hammer's long handle with both hands, staring blankly at the busy people in the camp. This was the first time she had seen such a scene, the broken camp after being attacked and killed, the women and children who were sad but forced to hold back tears. The boys who had red eyes but were extremely determined but took the armor and weapons left by their fathers and uncles from the elders.

For some reason, the eyes of Manman who had been carefree were filled with tears, and two lines of clear tears flowed silently.

She dropped the big hammer and slowly walked to a woman, took the clay pot in her hand, and helped her wipe the wound of a warrior whose chest had a big hole made.

"Um. Manman!" Ji Hao looked at Manman, and felt a strong depression in his heart.

He remembered the words that Dafeng Ling said when she was captured alive and begging for mercy without hesitation. A squirting out of his head, Ji Hao slapped the Crow standing on his shoulder, and the Crow He roared into the sky and flew up into the sky. His wings rotated and expanded to a hundred feet in size. Ji Hao jumped onto the back of the Crow Hen. The Crow Hen turned into a long rainbow and rushed to a hundred miles altitude.

The hundreds of feet long burst of light and fire broke open the clouds and shot forward, but in just one cup of tea, it flew hundreds of miles away.

After hovering in the air for a while, Ji Hao, who was shining with divine light in his eyes, suddenly let out a long roar and jumped directly from the back of the Ya Gong. He fell rapidly from a hundred miles altitude. Ji Hao even spread his light fire wings to push his body to fall faster.

It was like a meteor falling, and Ji Hao smashed into a small valley frantically.

Camping in the valley was a small team of dozens of Ga tribe warriors and hundreds of servants. Instead of raising a bonfire, they sat around a gorgeous tent.

Ji Hao fell from a high altitude with a strong light. Several of the most powerful Ga warriors roared in shock and anger, and jumped up immediately. Two Ga warriors rushed straight up more than ten miles high, and bumped towards Ji Hao in a very arrogant manner.

Ji Hao flew down, and he could even see the fine beards on the faces of the two rushing towards the Ga warriors.

"Give it to me, die!" Ji Hao roared, and the huge witch power in the witch cave in Dantian turned into a fire dragon and rushed out, and was instantly swallowed by the gun on his right arm.

A fire that was as long as eight years old spurted out from Ji Hao's palm. The great witch power could only briefly activate a small part of the power of the gun for about a blink of an eye. Such a short time was insignificant, but it was enough for Ji Hao now.

The whole body was golden and red, and there was no physical body at all. It was just a gun-shaped fire that emitted a terrible high temperature. The void within a radius of more than ten miles was suddenly shrouded in flames. The raging flames swept across the sky, and the armor on the two Ga tribe warriors suddenly burned.

Holding a gun in his hand, Ji Hao yelled angrily, and the tip of the gun touched slightly on the bodies of the two Ga tribe warriors. The gun that had just been activated returned to his right arm. However, the two Ga tribe warriors did not even scream, and a fire from the inside out spurted out, instantly burning them into a wisp of blue smoke.

Ji Hao fell to the ground hard, and the small valley, which was three or four miles long, was covered by a fire in the loud bang.

Ji Hao, who had exhausted all his witch power in an instant, activated the Purple Mansion Golden Pill, and the huge magic power of the Dan Yuan rolled out. Three flying knives and two flying swords in the waist bag shot out with a cold light of more than a dozen Jia warriors who were flying by the flames splashed by Ji Hao's landing had not yet gotten up, but the sword light swept over their heads and chopped them down.

Compared with the Jia warriors of the Blood Tooth Group, the Jia warriors in front of them were just weak birds of the little witch level, and Ji Hao easily crushed them all.

"Da Feng Ling asked you to come and buy slaves? Are you from the Black Lock Group?"
Chapter completed!