At the moment of Bailongjiang, Bailongjiang's divine voice was roaring, and his sharp claws slapped Ji Hao's head with a thunderous force...≦...≦

Ji Hao also let out a long roar. He put away his throat-stroking staff and banged towards the White Dragon River God's claws with both fists.

With a loud bang, the sticky and heavy water waves around the two were shaken away, forming a hemispherical space with a diameter of thousands of feet beside them. Ji Hao was shocked all over, his hands and bones sounded randomly, and two hot air in his nostrils were spewing out, and suddenly a huge force kept rolling out from his body.

With a buzzing sound, even Ji Hao himself could not understand the terrifying force. He forced Ji Hao's body to rise more than three feet. Ji Hao's body was soaring that his muscles were bulging. Under his smooth skin, light golden meridians were pounding violently, and even twisted blue veins were squirming on his ten fingers.

The phantom covered the truth with the gray disc under his seat. Ji Hao himself could not see the chaotic blood that was constantly pumping out of his heart at this moment. This blood poured into his muscles and muscles all over his body. The golden shaman power that was so hot that it was swept through Ji Hao's body was swept by the chaotic blood. The golden shaman power was like sugar cubes dissolved in water, and as these chaotic essence and blood perfectly transformed into Ji Hao's body.

At this moment, the witch power that Ji Hao had been practicing hard in his body disappeared by about one tenth, and these witch powers were completely fused with his body. Under the nourishment of these witch powers with huge powers, and under the stimulation of the chaotic essence and blood, Ji Hao's bones, flesh and internal organs under the stimulation of Ji Hao's flesh and internal organs.

An unprecedented powerful physical force burst out, and every pore in Ji Hao's body opened rapidly, and rushing hot air rushed out. The void beside him was swept by the heat, and it was squirmed like a reflection in the water wave, becoming a little illusory and unpredictable.

"I finally embarked on the purest way of power!"

In the soul space, the phantom sounded faintly, but Ji Hao was not heard: "Pure power, clean and pure, is enough to destroy the Zhoutian. This is the most straightforward supreme way. What are the moon and sun, what are the thunder and lightning, what are the witch curses, what are the time and space, facing absolute power, they are all... farts!"

With a 'click', the White Dragon River God let out a shrill howl of pain.

Ji Hao's ten fingers held his claws tightly. Just when the two fists and claws were in a head-on battle, the Bailongjiang God discovered that his powerful physical strength that he had been practicing for countless thousands of years was slightly better than Ji Hao, so he was confident that he wanted to destroy Ji Hao's fists with one blow.

But when Ji Hao suddenly rose more than three feet high and his body was spewed out of turbid hot air, the White Dragon River God suddenly discovered in horror that Ji Hao's physical strength soared more than ten times in an instant, completely crushing his physical strength.

How is this possible?

He is a three-headed black dragon, a different species of the dragon clan, and a descendant of the old Taoist Sanyin in the ancient times. In terms of physical strength, his body is not as good as those pure-blooded ancient dragons, but it is not comparable to that of the ordinary dragon clan today!

A mere human race, even at the peak of the Witch Emperor, even at the Witch God realm, they cannot compare with the White Dragon River God in terms of physical strength and physical strength! This is a difference in racial talent, and the most powerful human race cannot have a body comparable to the Dragon Clan!

But Ji Hao obviously broke this conclusion!

Ji Hao's ten fingers were tightly clasped against the claws of the White Dragon River God. The terrifying power suddenly surged out of his body made Ji Hao's whole body hot. He suddenly had the illusion that he could break the sky with one punch and step on the earth with one kick.

It seems that with the blessing of this power, nothing is impossible for him to do!

A steady stream of huge force was still gushing out. Ji Hao was stimulated by the crazy heat rushing inside his body and shouted loudly. He heard two "crack" sounds. The claws of the White Dragon River God were crushed by Ji Hao's ten fingers. The claws that were thick in the thighs exploded. Ji Hao used his physical brute force to smack the hardest and sharpest dragon claws on the White Dragon River God's body!

A large piece of dragon blood sprayed, spraying Ji Hao with a strange bloody fragrance.

Ji Hao opened his mouth and sucked deeply. He swallowed all the dragon blood spurted out from the paw of Bailongjiang God.

He hugged the forearm of the howling Bailongjiang God with both hands, and swung it hard. The Bailongjiang God, who was a hundred feet long and extremely powerful, was lifted up by Ji Hao, and brought up a gust of wind like a straw handle, and hit the six sons behind him hard.

All of this is a long story, but it actually happens in a snap of your fingers.

The six sons of the White Dragon River God could not dodge and were hit hard by his father's huge body.

Ji Hao's huge power attached to the White Dragon River God. Six and three black dragons screamed bitterly, and the scales on their bodies were smashed to pieces. The dragon bones in their bodies were shattered in a "crack" sounded, and countless wounds were cracked by the huge force.

The six unlucky guys spitted blood in big mouthfuls, rolled their eyes and flew backwards, and pierced to the ground and twitched all over, but no matter how hard they struggled, none of them could stand up.

"My son!" Bai Longjiang howled at the top of his lungs.

"Say, what is that big array for?" Ji Hao, regardless of the hissing of the White Dragon River God, grabbed his body and smashed it into the big array not far away.

Countless water lines swayed, and fish scale-like water lines fluctuated violently, shaking at terrible high-frequency. The scales of the White Dragon River God cracked countless times under the cutting of the high-frequency water lines. Ji Hao's barbaric blows severely damaged his internal organs, smashing him to spit blood in his mouth, and his body was already in a mess.

After only a dozen hits, internal organ fragments spewed out from Bailongjiang God's mouth.

Ji Hao threw him to the ground casually and snatched the Xuanyin Gregorian Flag in his mouth.

"I don't agree, I don't agree. My Xuanyin Evil Gathering Flag has not been fully sacrificed yet. If I have completely succeeded, one hundred and sixty-nine Xuanyin Evil Gathering Flags can..." The White Dragon River God roared loudly. Ji Hao was too lazy to listen to his wail. He stomped on his head and knocked him out.

"Your Xuanyin Gathering Evil Flag? With your nature, these treasures will only poison the world and harm countless creatures!" Ji Hao grabbed all the six and three black dragons' Xuanyin Gathering Evil Flags held in the mouth, and then slapped them on the Taiyin Soul Cauldron, destroying the soul mark left by the White Dragon River God in the most brutal way, turning the big cauldron into his own treasure.

"To use the words of Mu Taoist and Hua Taoist, fellow Taoist, these treasures are destined to be with me, and only when they come to my hands can they benefit the people!"

Ji Hao smiled "hehe" and put away all these treasures. After he flew his body to the edge of the innate Liuren bottle, he carefully held the bottle with both hands.

He also used the Sun Essence Fire to refine the soul imprint of the White Dragon River God. Ji Hao left his own soul imprint and initially sacrificed and refined the innate Liuren Bottle.
Chapter completed!