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Chapter 222 Interception

The night is deep.

The sky is thick with darkness covering the fields. There are only a few clouds, and the stars like water are falling, like colorful light columns, piercing straight from a very high place on the wild land.

The wind blew, and the wild beasts suddenly roared from the grass, and then the smell of blood quickly spread around.

A starlight shone on a strange little tree. The strong branches were red in color, and seven milky white buds as big as fists were slowly blooming in the starlight. The flowers were devouring the power of the stars, and the colorful starlight even formed a colorful whirlwind visible to the naked eye at the edge of the flower bud.

Countless ferocious beasts rushed towards the small tree frantically. They tear each other and killed each other. Blood kept seeping into the ground. The branches of the small tree were shaking gently, and the blood of the beast was constantly absorbed by the rhizomes of the small tree, and the branches of the small tree became more and more bright and rosy.

The seven white buds became more fluorescent and brighter, the fragrance emitted became more fragrant and attractive, and the beasts around them became even more crazy.

A giant eagle blew black smoke on its wings and flew silently through the air.

Meng Ya stood on the back of the giant eagle, gritted his teeth and shouted coldly: "We can't blame us, it's those boys who are seeking death by themselves. If they actually provoke Emperor Xu and Prince Wuyou, they will definitely die."

"I won't talk about Emperor Xu, you all know the power of the Lieshan clan. Prince Wuyou, he replaces the water god Gonggong clan and takes charge of all the power of the Northern Wilderness in Puyang. All tribes in Puyang in Beihuang only follow the order of Prince Wuyou. He spoke, and those kids can only die."

Touching the extra storage bag on his waist, Meng Ya looked back at his two companions: "So, after going back to the Witch Palace, do you know what to say. Give Prince Wuyou a favor. Although he doesn't like our favor, we don't lose. One hundred excellent Chaos Witch Crystal is enough to buy the lives of many people."

The two young men who were walking with Meng Ya looked at each other and nodded at the same time: "Mr. Meng Ya said yes. Of course we won't be so stupid!"

Meng Ya smiled with satisfaction. He pointed to the small tree that was emitting a fragrant fragrance in the distance, and said sarcastically: "The strong prey on the weak. This is the truth. Those weak and incompetent beasts will use their flesh and blood to activate this soul-condensing flower, but in the end, only the most powerful seven ferocious beasts can enjoy the deliciousness of the soul-condensing flower and let themselves breed their wisdom."

"If you want to live well, you can't be those stupid beasts who sacrifice for others. We can only..."

Meng Ya was comparing the soul-condensing flower, and was about to talk about his view on survival. A silent arrow shot up on the ground and penetrated the giant eagle head under their seats.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and you can't see your fingers. The giant eagle flies at an altitude twenty miles above the ground. From the ground, the giant eagle's head is several times smaller than the fly's head. However, the arrow penetrates the jaw of the giant eagle and shoots out through the top of its head.

The giant eagle sank down without saying a word, spinning violently and falling straight from the sky.

Meng Yu and the two young men exclaimed at the same time. They were just great witches and did not have the ability to fly in the air. They controlled the energy of heaven and earth to fly, which was a powerful force that the Witch King had. They fell from the air with the giant eagle, and they didn't even have a place to borrow power. They could only fall straight to the ground like a meteorite.

"Fengxing, let those two be left to you!"

Ji Hao strode and ran towards the place where Meng Yu and the other two were about to fall, and at the same time, he issued a ruthless order to kill.

Feng Xing's fingers trembled, but Yu Mu, who was standing beside him, shouted in a low voice: "Do it! Haven't you been fed up with these soft-boys over the years? They have been coaxing other people and bullying us apprentices. What else can they do?"

Yu Mu clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and shouted sternly: "Do it! At worst, you can leave the Witch Palace, the four wilderness land, where can you not be free and happy?"

Feng Xing took a deep breath, and his flickering eyes became extremely firm. He pulled out his longbow, his shape was simple, and suddenly a extraordinary light condensed on the simple longbow. Two arrows were placed on the bowstring at the same time. Feng Xing shouted in a low voice: "Kill!"

Two arrows shot out, almost the moment they left the bowstring, they penetrated the air and reached the hearts of the two young men who were traveling with Meng Ya's.

The arrow was like a mad demon. It pierced into the hearts of the two young men. Yu Mucui's poison exploded on the arrow. The two had only time to pull the arrow out of their bodies. Before they could mobilize the witch power to repair the severely damaged heart, the poison had already flowed all over their body, instantly consuming 70% of their life essence.

The great witch's vitality was extremely tenacious. The two young men instantly lost 70% of their energy and still had the strength to roar with shock and anger. At the same time, they trembled and reached into their sleeves, and took out the life-saving witch medicine to detoxify and replenish their vitality.

But Ji Hao rushed over.

Ji Hao let out a long roar, and a fire light rushed out in his right hand. He held the gun and swept across the bodies of the two.

The stone sword was like the wind, and the rune light flashed across the two of them at the same time. The black robe they were wearing was very defensive. They also wore close-fitting soft armor in the robe. The defensive witches on their bodies were enough to withstand the attacks of ordinary witches in three or five times.

But the gun was a treasure of the Witch Emperor after all, and ordinary witchcraft could not resist his sharpness. The spear head was like a piercing lens and a flower and a moon. The two of them screamed in unison, blood spurted wildly on their elbows, and four arms flew high in the blood light.

"Ji Hao, you are so brave! You dare to attack the deacon of the Witch Palace!" Meng Yu screamed loudly and looked at Ji Hao in disbelief.

He waved his left hand, and a silver-white round shield sprayed out from his wrist, and he forced himself to face the gun that was quickly chopped down from Ji Hao's hand. At the same time, he bounced his right hand, and a soft gun like a spirit snake trembled rapidly, bringing a little cold light and stabbed towards Ji Hao hard.

"I have always been brave!" He held the gun in both hands and waved it hard, and the heat waves were everywhere, and the fire was sprayed. The gun fired the soft gun in Meng's hand flew away. At the same time, a golden red fire spurted out of the tip of the gun, hitting the shield in Meng's hand hard.

The flames exploded, the shield roared violently, and Meng Ya howled angrily, and the flames sprayed out by the gun were blown away more than a hundred feet away. The round shield in his hand was tempered by the essence of the Western Wilderness, which was extremely tough and ordinary weapons could not leave any traces on it.

However, the high temperature sprayed by the gun was burned. Meng Ya looked at the round shield with great pain, and a transparent hole the size of a fist was burned on it. The shield had been completely destroyed.

Meng Ya roared and fell to the ground. Before he could get up, Manman rushed up with two big hammers, and like a ironclad iron, he kept roaring at him.
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