Gao Yao suddenly changed color. He was responsible for maintaining the laws and regulations of the human race. Wuzhi Qi ignored Emperor Shun's orders and attacked Ji Hao in the Political Consultation Hall, saying it was lighter, he did not respect the king; saying it was heavy, Wuzhi Qi was subverting the laws and regulations of the entire human race. ←,

"Bold!" Gao Yao had a black square seal in his hand. A serious and serious aura fell from the sky, turning into black chains visible to the naked eye and wrapped around Wuzhiqi.

Wuzhi Qi screamed and slapped at Ji Hao regardless of it. With his strength, even if Ji Hao's strength has improved by leaps and bounds, he will still be slapped into pieces by Wuzhi Qi.

"Bold!" Si Wenming roared angrily, and Gao Yao took action, but it was too late to stop Wuzhi Qi. After all, the old water monster was too fast. Ji Xia was staggering back by a punch just now, and she also had no time to rescue Ji Hao. Now Ji Hao is only Si Wenming, who can take action.

With a sound of sword, Si Wenming's heavy sword behind him left his body, and a yellow sword light lit up, and Si Wenming cut off Wuzhi Qi's wrist with his sword.

"Child Si Wenming, get out!" Wu Zhi Qi glanced at Si Wenming disdainfully, and a finger was bounced heavily. The long sword in Si Wenming's hand exploded into countless pieces with a "clang" sound. Si Wenming vomited blood and was shaken away by Wu Zhi Qi's finger.

Wuzhi Qi's right palm was like a mountain, and he continued to slap Ji Hao in front of him.

The huge pressure made Ji Hao breathless. His mood suddenly became deserted. A stream of Yu Yu Dao Qi was injected into the Hunyuan Sun Banner. He held the six-foot long banner tightly with both hands, and a large piece of fire rolled in the long banner and was about to spew out.

"Defying to be unzhiqi!" An angry roar suddenly came from outside the hall: "My son-in-law, do you dare to attack him?"

A ball of fire suddenly teleported in from outside the hall like lightning. The fire exploded beside Ji Hao. Zhu Rong rushed out of the fire. A long dragon-wrapped halberd with a low dragon roar and stabbed Wuzhi Qi hard at his right palm.

Wuzhi Qi was so scared that he hurriedly stopped. Si Wenming was only the peak strength of the Witch King. He could completely ignore it and could shake him away with just one finger. However, Zhurong's strength was far above Wuzhi Qi, so how dare he take the attack from Zhurong's?

His palm shrank rapidly. Wuzhiqi retreated backwards. The black chain released by Gao Yao was like countless giant pythons wrapped around Wuzhiqi. The heavy pressure made Wuzhiqi's movements suddenly stiff. Ji Hao took a deep breath. The Hunyuan Sun Banner shook violently.

A large area of ​​sticky sun essence fire emerged out of thin air, instantly wrapped Wuzhiqi.

He heard a scream, and Wuzhiqi's hair was burned into a wisp of blue smoke. The Hunyuan Sun Banner was powerful, and the sticky sun essence fire penetrated into his body along the pores around Wuzhiqi. He watched his flesh burn a layer.

"Children!" Wuzhiqi screamed in pain. His vitality was extremely strong. His skin and flesh were burned out, but the skin and flesh were reborn as he exhaled and sucked. The skin and flesh were constantly burned and reborn. The severe pain almost made Wuzhiqi go crazy.

"Enough! Stop it all!" Di Shun coughed softly: "Bo Yao, stop, do you really want to burn him to death?"

Ji Hao's hands tightened, hesitated for a while, and burned Wuzhiqi to death. This "suggestion" is very tempting - it's tempting!

Should I stop following Emperor Shun's words, or should I just burn Wuzhiqi to death?

Si Wenming strode over with blood coughing, and patted Ji Hao on the shoulder heavily: "Stop!"

Taking a deep breath, Ji Hao shook the Hunyuan Sun Banner, and a large piece of golden fire rushed back to the Sun Banner like a dragon. The fire on Wuzhi Qi's body dissipated, and he wailed and fell heavily to the ground.

Wuzhi Qi stood up with a big mouthful of breath, burning his skin and flesh, and bones were exposed in many parts of his body, grinning and nodding at Ji Hao and sneering: "Okay, okay, okay, Yaobo Ji Hao. I remember you! You can wait!"

Ji Hao looked at Wuzhi Qi, and felt murderous intent in his heart, and said coldly: "Okay, I'll wait for you!"

Ji Hao was already very angry with Wuzhiqi. It would be fine if this guy colluded with Borus to intercept him halfway. He even mobilized the Huaihe River naval army and sent Yulong Hebo to launch a flood to attack his territory.

If it weren't for being willing to spend money, he invited the gods from the heavenly court to build the formation of heaven and earth, and covered the entire territory, a flood in Yulong River would be enough to drown all the millions of people in his territory. If it weren't for the amazing defense of Yaoshan City, the thirty-six witch emperors sent by Wuzhiqi to join forces to siege and Yaoshan City was destroyed, the outcome of Shaosi, Taisi, Yumu, and Fengxing could be imagined.

Not to mention the disciples of the Witch Palace and the Taoist temple that you have accumulated over the years of hard work are all carefully selected seeds of cultivation among hundreds of millions of people, and their foundation for the future!

There is no room for resolving the hatred between the two.

Ji Hao made a decision that after this pilgrimage, he would take the initiative to find a way, even if he used all kinds of despicable and shameless means, he would completely kill Wuzhiqi.

A cold wind came with a faint sound of waves, and Gonggong Wuyou led dozens of subordinates in black robes to enter the Political Affairs Hall.

"Di Shun, I heard that someone slaughtered my subordinates of Gonggong clan? Wuzhiqi, who hurt you so much? Who is so brave? Don't worry, I will make the decision for you!" Gonggong Wuyou yelled angrily as soon as he walked into the hall.

"Little guy, you don't have the say here!" Zhu Rong's body fluctuated. He looked at Gonggong Wuyou and said coldly: "Why, do you want to bully others and protect Wuzhi Qi?"

Gonggong Wuyou raised his head proudly. He looked at Zhu Rong's slightly volatile figure and sneered: "Master Jiu, since you have returned to the Southern Wilderness, go with peace of mind. Leave a clone here. Who are you trying to scare?"

An old and hoarse voice came from outside the hall: "A clone of the great priest can't scare you, this baby. I, an old guy, have enough weight? Ji Hao is the man who is my little disciple who closed the door. Who dares to bully him? But do you have to stand on the head of my Zhulong tribe to shit and pee?"

Zhulongyin was holding a witch stick coiled by a poisonous snake. He walked in slowly under dozens of black robes and masked witch musicians. He walked gently while coughing: "The old guy has a breath, hey, hey, hey, the little guy from Gonggong, you want to bully the people of our Zhulong tribe. You still owe some weight, and it's almost the same for your father to come here in person."

Gonggong Wuyou immediately closed his mouth and quietly found his seat and sat down.

He dared to get angry with Zhurong because the Gonggong family and Zhurong family were a feud, and there was nothing to say between the two sides.

But Zhu Longgui, an old guy who has lived for countless years, really doesn't have the courage to provoke him. If he was in addition to Zhurong, he would also provoke such a strong opponent for Gonggong, his father Gonggong could strangle him to death with his own hands.

"We, tell the truth!" Gonggong Wuyou looked at Di Shun with a little depressed expression: "Di Shun, we have to tell the truth! We can't Wu Zhi Qi's son be killed, but he was bullied, right?"
Chapter completed!