The great witch from Bifang tribe was shot away with a shot. Nearly a thousand elite Bifang tribes beside him roared in unison, and the flames were beating all over his body. The strong bows and crossbows in his hands were activated one after another. Hundreds of arrows shot towards Ji Xia's vital body.

Another soldier from Bi Fang team swung his spear and halberds, and slashed hard at Ji Xia's vital force. Hundreds of cold and scattered weapons were chopped off, and his posture clearly wanted to tear Ji Xia apart.

Even though Ji Xia had already shown a strange sign of the Witch Emperor, even if he easily knocked away the strongest one of the Bifang tribes present with one blow, these warriors from the Bifang tribe still stubbornly believed that how could the mere warrior leader of the "Fire Crow Tribe" become the Witch Emperor in such a short time?

Witch Emperor, a small tribe that has been ruined for thousands of years can only rely on Bifang tribe and become its own vassal. How could a Witch Emperor appear?

Ji Xia looked at the hideous faces of the great witches from Bi Fang's army, and his fighting spirit rushed straight to his forehead. He roared to the sky and said a "battle" and the spear in his hand swept out fiercely. An arc-shaped flame swept through, hundreds of arrows and hundreds of heavy weapons melted in the flames.

Hundreds of witches from Bi Fang's army vomited blood and retreated. The weapons in their hands were all witch treasures inherited from their own family. They were all filled with their own essence and blood for many years and have become part of their limbs. Ji Xia rudely destroyed their inherited witch treasures, which not only hurt their bodies severely, but also made them so heartbroken that they almost cried.

In the Southern Wilderness tribe, it is not easy to forge a witch treasure. Many generations of tribes often require continuous nourishment with their own essence and blood, so that they can eventually form a powerful weapon inherited by blood. As soon as Ji Xia took action, the efforts of hundreds of families in Bifang's tribe were completely destroyed.

"Fight with him!" The great witches of Bi Fang's army were furious and rushed towards Ji Xia without fear of death.

"Do you do them!" The witch kings of the Golden Crow tribe behind Ji Xia rushed forward and howled to meet these soldiers of the Bifang tribe. The Golden Crow tribe has been bullied and suppressed by the Bifang tribe in the past thousands of years. Especially the last time, Jiang Ju and his father and daughter tried to usurp the power of the Golden Crow tribe, which made many members of the Golden Crow tribe regard the Bifang tribe as their enemies.

Now the strength of the Golden Crow Tribe has improved by leaps and bounds. Goodbye to these warriors from the Bifang Tribe, the witch kings of the Golden Crow Tribe just want to deal with them well!

They did not use weapons, but only fists and feet. The strength gap between the Witch King and the Great Witch was far different. Hundreds of the Great Witches from Bifang were all broken and their bones fell to the ground, twitching and wailing on the ground.

"Fire Crow Tribe, what?" The old witch emperor who had just spoken roared angrily. Ji Xia knocked away the great witches of Bifang Tribe, and the witch kings of Jinwu Tribe instantly knocked the soldiers of Bifang Tribe to the ground. All this happened too quickly. When they wanted to stop it, the matter was over.

"Teaching a lesson for these little boys who don't know how high the sky is!" The old witch emperor roared angrily. With dozens of witch emperors and more than a dozen witch kings took action together. The blazing fire light turned into phantoms of dragons, phoenixes, kirins, dragons and other divine birds and beasts swept towards Ji Xia and others. Ji Xia alone was surrounded by eight witch emperors.

The defensive witch formation in Nanhuangji was running with all its strength, and the fires were burning around. All the shopkeepers and waiters in this shop had escaped without a trace. The void within a radius of ten miles was imprisoned by the witch formation. Even the Witch Emperor could not cause too much damage here.

Dozens of witch emperors led by the old witch emperor took action with all their might, and they were determined to capture Ji Xia and others alive, and then punished them well.

If it is the Witch Emperor who comes from a top-level tribe, the old Witch Emperor and the others are a little afraid and dare not act too ruthlessly. But since Ji Xia is born into a small third-rate tribe with low strength, they cannot blame them for being ruthless.

The eight witch emperors joined forces, and their movements were like ghosts appearing and suddenly hundreds of thousands of heavy punches were shot out.

Ji Xia was a little busy with the attack of the eight Witch Emperors. His strength was strong, and the strength of the eighteen natal witch stars far exceeded that of the most powerful old Witch Emperor present. But it was obvious that he did not have a complete control of the combat power of the Witch Emperor level, and there were many mistakes in his attack.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Xia received tens of thousands of heavy blows.

The soft armor of dragon skin on Ji Xia was wearing sprayed out a large piece of light, and the fire condensed on his body piece by piece. It condensed into red dragon scales that were like the substance and hung on him. This soft armor of dragon skin has extremely strong defense. The attack power of the eight great witch emperors was at least 70% of the force was dissolved by the soft armor, and only 30% of the force blasted into Ji Xia's body.

But the eight people joined forces, and they were all fighting power at the Witch Emperor level. Ji Xia only suffered a blow of 30% of the power, which was also a blow of 30% of the power of the Eight Witch Emperors tens of thousands of times. Ji Xia was beaten to death, and the sound of slight shattering sounds were constantly coming from the joints of her body, and she kept spitting out a lot of blood.

Ji Xia was the strongest and could barely withstand the bombardment of these Witch Emperors, but the eighteen Witch Emperors he brought with him, and nearly a hundred Witch Kings had far inferior to his combat experience. Faced with those opponents who had been in the Witch King and Witch Emperor's realm for many years, their attacks and defenses were full of loopholes. In just a few breaths, they were knocked to the ground by the enemy.

"I've tied up all of them. If you dare to resist, you will cut down dozens of his heads to warn him!" The old witch emperor flew away with his long beard and shouted in great excitement.

The Witch Emperors in the Nanhuangji laughed wildly. They all pulled out secret chains specially used to imprison the Witch Emperor-level powerhouses, and wanted to tie up these tribe members of the Golden Crow Tribe.

As for the life and death of these people after being tied up, they cannot control them.

"It's too much!" Ji Xia roared angrily, and told Ji Xia that he could never give his life to be dominated by others. With a wave of his hand, the sound of strong wind and fire burning sounded, and a golden red flag appeared in his hand.

Fireworks rose on this big flag, black smoke and red fire surrounded the flag, and you can faintly see the shadows of countless fire crows flashing in the flag.

Suddenly, the crows chirping vibrated the world, and a black smoke spewed out from the flag, and billions of flames swept out with surging flames, instantly sweeping across the Nanhuangji like a flood.

The old Witch Emperor and the Witch Emperors, Witch Kings and Great Witches around him were instantly attacked by countless fire crows. These fire crows are big and small, with three legs and two legs, and are covered with different kinds of strange fires of heaven and earth. The big fire crows are wings a hundred feet wide, while the small ones are as big as flies.

Countless fire crows surrounded these warriors in the Southern Wilderness, snatching, pecking, and biting them. Their mouths were constantly spraying flames and smoke burning their facial features and orifices. Even the old Witch Emperor was caught off guard and his two eyeballs were caught.

Suddenly, there was a chaos in the southern desert. Countless Witch Emperors, Witch Kings, and Great Witches were captured and covered with bruises. In just a few breaths, a powerful Witch Emperor level was swept by countless fire crows. His body was as if it had been crushed by a mountain. I don’t know how many bones were broken. I lay unrecognizable on the ground and hissed and wailed.

Wherever the fire crows passed, fireworks soared into the sky, and the entire southern desert was in chaos.
Chapter completed!