The 72 imprisoned strong men on the altar opened their eyes, their faces twisted and their eyes were ferocious. They grinned and roared at Ji Hao wildly. The huge roar was filled with evil forces that made people shake their souls.

Ji Hao had no doubt at all that if an ordinary witch, an ordinary witch king, or even an average level, had just condensed one of the two witch stars on the battlefield, he would be frightened and fled in panic when these strong men roared.

However, the Sun's Dao Seed is solid and solid, and the power of the Sun tries to destroy all evil spirits. The roars of these great men only made Ji Hao's eardrum hurt, but they could not cause any impact on his soul. All evil forces were refined into invisible by the sun's essence fire before they touched his soul.

These strong men yelled and found that Ji Hao's pace was stable and he was not moved by their roar at all. There was a sense of solemnity in their eyes. Their teeth were chewing, and they stared at Ji Hao and shouted loudly: "We will kill you, little boy, we will kill you."

"We're going to pull out your intestines and mix with black currant sauce!"

"I want to chew on his head, the doll's brain must be delicious."

"I want his heart, he must have a firm heart!"

All kinds of fierce words kept spewing out of the strong men's mouths. They threatened Ji Hao, threatened Ji Hao's family, and threatened all the friends and relatives around Ji Hao. They loudly vented all kinds of dirty words, and suddenly a big man directly attacked Qing Fu.

Ji Hao raised his eyebrows. Before Zhu Rong could speak, Ji Hao had already jumped up. The fourth level of Nine-Turn Mysterious Technique activated with all his strength. The muscles under his skin were squirming violently like a strange python turning over.

Jiuyang Ge sprayed out golden flames and was held tightly in Ji Hao's hand. He opened the sky and launched the earth-shaking attack at the same time. Jiuyang Ge brought out a sharp golden arc and slashed hard on the man's neck.

With a 'puff', the big man's huge head was knocked down by Ji Hao.

The head, which was several circles larger than the water tank, fell to the ground with a sound "dongdong". Ji Hao's wrist hurt a sharp pain. He couldn't hold the Nine Yang Ge tightly for a while. The long Ge "buzzed" soundly flew out of his hand, and then turned into a golden light, flying back to Ji Hao with a spirituality and circling around him quickly.

The skin, muscles and bones of this great man were so strong that it was unbelievable. Ji Hao used all his strength and used all his magical powers, and even with the magnificent power of the innate treasure like the Nine Yang Ge, although the head of the great man was cut off, all the bones below Ji Hao's elbow were shattered.

"What a strong body!" Ji Hao's heart was beating, and he looked at these big men in horror.

"What a powerful weapon!" The head that fell to the ground opened its mouth and exclaimed. He glared at Ji Hao fiercely, and a blood radius spurted out of his neck, rolled around the head. The huge head turned into a blood light and flew out, flew back to the neck for a while, and in the blink of an eye, the strong man's body recovered as before, and there was no scar at the broken neck.

"This!" Ji Hao's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip. He stared at the strong man and exclaimed: "Immortal body?"

"Seventy-two, all of them." Zhu Rong also looked at Ji Hao in shock. He raised the wine gourd. But he forgot to put his mouth on the gourd, and bits of wine kept flowing out of the mouth of the gourd, but he no longer cared about these fine wines.

These great men have been imprisoned here for many years. They have been refining the sky, thunder and fire day and night, and have no spiritual energy or food supplements from heaven and earth. Their bodies have become very weaker than their peak period.

But even in the weakest period, these guys are still invulnerable to swords and guns. Zhurong once brought several top players from the Zhurong God clan here, but not many people who have the ability to break through the bodies of these guys and really hurt them.

As for the fact that they cut off their heads with one blow, Zhu Rong himself only saw three people do it!

One is Zhurong himself, one is his father, and the other is his father's father!

The three generations of Zhurong Fire God were able to cut off the head of a strong man with one blow. Except for the three grandfathers and grandsons, Zhurong's powerful generals were like clouds and elite soldiers were like rain, but no one could cut off the head of these strong man with one blow!

"Manman has found a good man... he has to let them have babies!" Zhu Rong muttered vaguely.

Putting away the wine gourd, Zhu Rong greeted Ji Hao and led him to the divine palace that was red and wrapped in purple air. It was bombarded by countless fire and thunder at all times.

On the seventy-two altars, the seventy-two strong men stared at Ji Hao with strange expressions. The blood in their eyes became more and more intense, and their murderous intent towards Ji Hao became more and more intense. The murderous intent spread like a substance in the square, but none of the strong men insulted Ji Hao any more.

Although they are immortal bodies, they still hurt to be cut off by a knife. Although these strong men are rough, they are not stupid. They will not do anything that is just asking for trouble.

The gate of the divine palace was very tall and heavy. Zhu Rong stood at the gate, put his hands on the door and chanted a spell in a low voice. Countless red divine texts appeared on the two doors, and red flames turned into vivid divine beasts and birds flying and flying around the gate. After a full quarter of an hour, the gate slowly opened automatically.

"No matter who it is, you have to wait a quarter of an hour to open this door."

Zhu Rong said lightly: "Even if I know the correct way to open the portal, I have to wait so long. And when the door is opened, there will definitely be a warning message on the divine monument in the Fire God Palace in Zhurong Peak."

"Three days ago, I was sitting in the Fire God Palace, and the divine monument was warning me. I rushed here immediately. Someone was trying to break the access control. I fought with them, killed three people, captured one person alive, and two people escaped, and I was also injured."

Ji Hao glanced at Zhu Rong, and the six of them joined forces to injure Zhu Rong?

Moreover, Zhurong is the God of Fire. There are magma everywhere here, almost like the Panli World, a world composed of pure flames.

In such a place, would he be beaten and injured?

The gate rumbled open, and a blazing fire light spurted out from the door. Zhu Rong grabbed Ji Hao's arm and flashed to the side. A dense sound of breaking through the air came. Dozens of magical swords spewed out of the door, and they strangled and danced wildly at the door, and then slowly retracted into the door.

Ji Hao was sweating all the time. Zhu Rong took action personally and opened the access control in the right way. There was such a vicious ban behind the door. The red lotus black flame is said to be a vicious flame that can burn all things in time and bring all things back to chaos. These magical swords can control the red lotus black flame, which is definitely an innate treasure-level existence.

If the ignorant person opened the door rashly and the slash just now, they would definitely be alive without death.

"Who is being detained here?" Ji Hao couldn't help but ask Zhu Rong.
Chapter completed!