"Dongdongdongdong" three consecutive sounds, and the three heavy arrows shot by the Ga warriors hit Gongsun Yuan's shield. The invading alien forces on their wounds were dispersed one after another, and the ferocious wounds were rapidly healing.

Hundreds of Jia warriors rushed up, and the leading several Jia warriors of the Witch Emperor level smiled lowly, stretched out their strange-shaped long spears and stabbed them hard at Gongsun Yuan.

At this moment, Si Wenming's sword energy arrived.

The yellow sword energy was like a mountain. In the middle of the sword energy, there was a yellow bear with wings on its back, roaring loudly into the sky, angrily waving two huge bear paws and slapped them around. The heavy sword energy hit the head, and hundreds of Jia warriors who were charging in front were slapped away by Si Wenming's sword energy. The armor of several Wu Emperor-level Jia warriors who were the first to be bombarded were sunk.

Hundreds of soldiers of the Ga tribe vomited blood together. The peak they stood on could not withstand the terrifying pressure contained in Si Wenming's sword energy. The hillside, which was dozens of miles, collapsed and shattered, and was shattered by Si Wenming's sword.

"What a domineering sword force!" Ji Hao looked at Si Wenming in horror. Such a sword force was terrifying. Some kind of terrifying will of heaven and earth had been faintly integrated into the sword force. This was a sword that was almost like Tao.

But Ji Hao remembered clearly that in order to study the secret method of expanding the veins in the inner hall of the Witch Palace, Si Wenming has always suppressed his cultivation. With his qualifications, with his background and the powerful connections controlled by his father Chongbo Sixi, Si Wenming can definitely be promoted to the Witch Emperor realm before the age of 30. Now, at least like the emperors of those large tribes, he has the cultivation level of the peak nine stars of the Witch Emperor.

He has been suppressing his own cultivation, constantly opening up new veins and new witch caves, and always suppressing his cultivation to the peak level of the Witch King Realm. For this life-and-death bet, Si Wenming must have broken through to the Witch Emperor Realm before entering the Panxi world.

Ji Hao really forgot to ask Si Wenming what kind of cultivation he is now.

But no matter what, a person who has just entered the Witch Emperor realm does not have as many messy means as Ji Hao has, the power of his sword is really beyond a certain extreme. He slashes several extremely powerful generals of the Ga tribe with one sword, which is something that ordinary peak human witch emperors cannot do with their strength.

As if I knew Ji Hao’s doubts, Si Wenming turned around and smiled at Ji Hao: "I am a witch power in the earth. My father has a piece of Xiran inherited from the ancient heaven, and I have used it for me. So although I have not completed the most perfect secret method of vein expansion, my own physical strength has been improved to a level comparable to that of the top ancient gods."

Ji Hao held his mouthful of old blood in his throat, which made him roll his eyes.

OK, this is the foundation of the human race. He knew that Si Wenming practiced the earth-class witch power. But in order to improve his power, he spent a piece of "Xiran" inherited from the ancient heaven?

‘Xirang’? Are you sure it is ‘Xirang’? Ji Hao looked at Si Wenming with a strange look, and he spent a piece of Xirang on you?

Well, Si Wenming now has a body that is comparable to the ancient top gods. Although she doesn't understand how strong those ancient top gods are, Si Wenming's body is definitely much stronger than ordinary witch emperors.

"In addition, my father exhausted all the secret treasures in his private warehouse, in order to hold a secret sacrifice for the stars." Si Wenming bombarded another sword energy, and Yaokong beat hundreds of Jia warriors backwards: "In addition to my original life star, when I was promoted to the Wu Emperor realm, I pulled the power of seven natal witch stars from the prehistoric starry sky. They all condensed into witch stars."

After counting his fingers, Si Wenming smiled and said, "Eight natal witch stars, each natal witch star condenses two witch stars, so my current cultivation level is beyond the ordinary nine-star witch emperor...the sixteen-star witch emperor."

Ji Hao wanted to vomit blood. It is hard to condense the power of an ordinary human witch star, as if it were ascending to the sky. Si Wenming has the support of Si Xi's resources. What kind of secret prayer sacrifice to directly pull the star power of the seven witch stars into the body is fine, but he actually condensed sixteen witch stars in one fell swoop?

The average human witch emperor has only one natal witch star, and it is extremely peak to cultivate to nine witch stars. Si Wenming's current strength is much stronger than the ordinary peak witch emperor. No wonder his sword energy has such a powerful lethality.

"Eight natal witch stars, why don't you get nine?" Ji Hao looked at Si Wenming in confusion.

"There is another one left for the Ziwei Emperor Star." Si Wenming looked at Ji Hao with a smile: "Nine is the ultimate number. It is the limit for our human race to swallow nine natal witch stars... I have the hope of inheriting the position of the Human Emperor, but the Human Emperor must have a natal witch star that is the Ziwei Emperor Star, which has been passed down from generation to generation, and there is no omission. Therefore, I have to leave him the position of the natal witch star."

Ji Hao spread his hands and there was really nothing to say.

OK, this time the relationship entered the Panxi world's life-and-death bet, and the leaders of the Human Tribal Alliance all did a good job.

The Sixteen-Star Witch Emperor! It’s a pity that Si Wenming has been silent.

Ji Hao shook his head, and the Hunyuan Sun Banner above his head began to suck the power of the sun star, and the sky suddenly darkened. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!