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Eight hundred and fiftieth chapter Zhu Rong invitation

As hot and humid as ever, the listless Crow and the two Divine Fire Snakes in Panli World suddenly became excited as if they were injected with chicken blood.

The crow male hidden in Ji Hao's sleeve roared to the sky and turned into a fire light. His body flickered in the sky and brought out afterimages, causing several thick clouds rolling and gathering together in the sky to pieces, turning an imminent rainstorm into invisible.

Two little snakes squatted on Ji Hao's shoulders, one left and one right, opened their mouths and panted in big mouths. Thick fireworks squirted, and the fireworks in the sky shone in the sky, making Ji Hao travel like a demon in a volcano, with a very amazing momentum.

In the place where the sky and the earth are full of water, these three guys with fire are so irritated. When they returned to the Southern Wilderness, they felt the rich power of fire in the air, and smelled the familiar aura of the Southern Wilderness, and their temperaments burst out suddenly.

Ji Hao flapped the heads of the two little snakes with a smile, and flew forward on a fire cloud. The crow spread its wings and flew with him next to Ji Hao. Ji Hao's cloud light was getting faster and faster, and gradually the cloud heads tear the air apart, and a burst of thunder burst out in the sky.

Abao and Gui Ling followed Ji Hao with a smile. They could understand Ji Hao's mood very well.

On the ground, many members of the Southern Wilderness tribe were alarmed by the sound of the qi explosion caused by Ji Hao's cloud light. Some witch king-level existences soared into the air and looked at Ji Hao from afar.

However, not to mention the witch power fluctuations and the unscathing aura emitted from Ji Hao's body, the current Crow Gong shines with the Golden Crow Divine Flame in its entire body. This level of divine flame is not something that ordinary Southern Witch King can withstand.

Dozens of witch kings in the South Wilderness were floating in the air, watching Ji Hao flying through the sky silently. This is also the hidden rule of the South Wilderness. If a strong man passes through the border, as long as he does not take the initiative to cause trouble, no one will be stupid enough to provoke him.

After all, this is the Southern Desert Rain Forest, a place where fists and blood are used to reason.

There is Jinwuling ahead, but the weather is very different from when Ji Hao left that year.

Hundreds of floating peaks of all sizes are suspended around Jinwu Ridge, with giant chains shining with red flames all over the body, fixing them in the air and unable to move.

These peaks floated thousands of feet high above the ground, and a large number of medicinal herbs were opened up on the mountain, planting various herbs unique to the southern wilderness.

It is the time when the magic medicine "White-headed Dragonfly Tail" blooms. A mountain with a radius of nearly a hundred miles is covered with white flowers with thick thicknesses of soybeans and fingers. The wind blows in the sky. The unique flowers with white-headed Dragonfly Tail are rolling in the wind, just like countless milky white dragonflies flying.

Large areas of white pollen shining with fluorescent light drifted with the wind, like a white heavy rain covering half of the Golden Wuling.

The pollen from the tail of the white dragonfly can nourish qi and blood and strengthen vitality. It is the most commonly used main medicinal herbs such as Nanhuang's "Bone-Burning Soup" and "Body Body Soup" and other witch medicines. It has a very beneficial effect on all kinds of birds and animals.

The pollen in the sky was thrown down. Countless black crows rose from the mulberry forest below Jinwu Ridge. The big crows, the little crows, and the crows roaring and screaming were like a huge cloud roaring into the sky. They all breathed in big mouths and sucked the white pollen into their bodies.

‘Ga’!

From afar, the crow showed the true nature of the three-legged golden crow, and tried his best to release the powerful aura in his body that was comparable to the witch king. Balls of golden crow divine flames soared into the sky. His crisp and high-pitched screams rushed straight into the sky, shattering the faint clouds above his head.

On the Jinwu Ridge, hundreds of giant crows with red bodies flew up with their wings on their wings. They screamed and echoed with the crows, bringing a bunch of hot winds to fly over here.

The Crow's Male rushed up excitedly and gathered with the giant crows.

A group of huge crows with wingspans exceeding a hundred feet roared happily. They flapped their wings and rushed straight to the sky, forming a circle and swiftly in the air. People can feel the sincere joy in their hearts from their movements!

The bloodline of the Crow Duke has completely transformed. With Ji Hao's spared no expense, he is already a pure-blooded three-legged golden crow. The aura emitted by his body made all the giant crows from the Golden Crow tribe worship him. This is the most primitive aura from their bloodline.

Several female crows squeezed and rubbed against the crow's male body, with a hint of indescribable charm and ambiguity in the crisp screams.

"Uh... this is not spring." Ji Hao looked up at the sky. That's right, this is not spring. What happened to the Crow and those female crows? But, okay. The Crow is now purely a three-legged golden crow bloodline, and his descendants will also have an extremely powerful bloodline inheritance. Let him get a few more female crows and a few more crows!

Leaving the Ya Gong, Ji Hao's body shook and brought a golden light to fly towards Jinwuling.

Dozens of members of the Jinwu tribe soared into the air. They blocked Ji Hao from afar. A powerful Wu Emperor shouted sternly: "Who is back? Hum? Ji Hao? Hahaha, it's you guy, ah, the ancestor spirit is on, are my eyes broken? You, you, Wu Emperor?"

Ji Hao opened his arms and rushed towards the Witch Emperor, yelling happily: "Uncle Ji Tuo, haha, it's me, Ji Hao, I, are back!"

The members of the Jinwu tribe laughed and rushed towards Ji Hao in the fire clouds. Countless thick arms slapped Ji Hao's head and back, and his chest and shoulders. These stout men from the Southern Wilderness would not say anything beautiful. They just used their strongest physical movements to vent their joy.

"The most promising kid from the Golden Crow tribe is back!" Ji Feng laughed loudly, and his big slap made Ji Hao's bones 'bang' sound.

Thanks to Ji Hao's strength as the Witch Emperor, his strength is much stronger than Ji Feng. If he had changed to an ordinary cub from the Golden Crow Tribe, he had long been slapped into a meat pie by his big slap.

Abao and Gui Ling flashed aside from afar, looking at Ji Hao, who was surrounded by dozens of strong men in the middle.

Such a warm welcome is really horrible. Hundreds of thick arms made Ji Hao's whole body sound. Is this to welcome Ji Hao home, or do you want to smash him into pieces as pie filling?

Before Ji Feng and others could vent their ecstasy, a cloud of fire rolled over from the southern sky.

A huge dragon head suddenly popped out in the fire cloud, and the dragon head, which was more than ten feet in a radiant circle, stared at Ji Hao with wide eyes and looked at him, and spoke rumblingly: "Is it Yaobo Ji Hao back? Well, it's you, that's right, my master invited you over."
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