On the water surface, tens of thousands of golden lotuses bloomed at the same time, with a priest sitting in each lotus.
These Daoists were full of vigor, with clouds of different colors rising up from the top of their heads, condensing into different sized auspicious clouds that covered their entire bodies. Strange scenes could be seen in those clouds. All kinds of treasures floated in those clouds, and countless translucent lotuses were faintly visible in those clouds.
"Hehe", "Haha", "Hehe", probably because they saw Ji Hao walk straight into the great formation that they designed with great efforts, all these priests believed that Ji Hao would die for sure. Therefore, they didn't activate the formation to attack right away. Instead, they looked at Ji Hao and laughed out loud with different expressions.
Taunts, sneers, arrogant sneers, scornful sneers, these priests looked at Ji Hao in a relaxed way, just like hunters looking at a wild boar that had fallen into a trap. There were even some Daoists who were talented in the arts. They played the zither, the flute, the jade chime, or the golden bell. Thousands of Daoists joined hands and played a magnificent melody of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.
Surging waves of sound surged in the sky while a fragrant wind overflowed in all directions and auspicious clouds covered the sky. The sky was clearly covered in dark clouds, yet there was a strange bright light shining down from all directions, illuminating this boundless grand formation.
The clouds in the sky that corresponded to the peaks of the mountains below suddenly changed color. The pitch-black clouds turned into gold, silver, and colorful glazed colors. On each cloud stood a number of burly men of different sizes.
These burly men were dressed in embroidered robes, revealing their muscular chests. Their skin was like red jade, and their eyes were shining with divine light. There was something even more magical about them — their bodies were translucent, and even mortals could see their internal organs through their bodies. They could even see their light green brains wriggling slightly in their skulls.
Back when Ji Hao encountered sky devils for the first time, he saw a muscular man like this in Southern Wasteland. These things weren't living creatures. Instead, they were defensive puppets made by Priest Hua and Priest Mu with extremely precious materials.
They could move, fight, think, and talk. They were no different from living beings, but they didn't have souls. In the end, they were dead things. However, as long as there were enough materials, these fellows could be produced in countless numbers. To any sect, they were an extremely important protective force.
The guardians held all kinds of banners in their hands. The banners were enshrouded in multicolored light, and the images of all kinds of divine beasts and birds were depicted on them. There were even images of the celestial emperors of the ancient Heaven, star maps of the stars in the universe, mountains, rivers, lakes, and oceans.
Apart from that, there were also some banners that had all sorts of strange runes and talismans drawn on them. These talismans and talismans shone with a golden light and emitted a majestic and imposing aura. Just a glance at them would cause one to feel a heavy pressure as if a mountain was crashing down on them.
Perhaps they were influenced by those Daoists, but these Guardians of Dharma started to laugh out loud as well. Each of them laughed harder than the last, and each of them laughed more boldly than the last. Their laughter was loud and resonant, like waves of thunders, and also like the roars of countless lions. Strong streams of soul-shaking power struck towards Ji Hao and the others.
A bright red light dazzled from the nine dragons chariot, making it look like a blazing sun floating in the sky. The invisible, lion-like laughter bumped into the red light and stirred up large ripples on the red light.
The red light dissipated, but layers of red light emerged again. The chariot belonged to the ancient East Emperor Taiyi, and it was a pre-world spirit treasure that was born together with the East Emperor in the sun. It was immensely powerful, and how could it be shaken by the lion roars of a group of guardians?
An old Daoist priest, who had his hair tied up in a bun and a red lotus tied on it, was clad in a coarse linen robe. He held a sword in his left hand and a small white jade club in his right hand, slowly stepping on a white cloud and rising into the sky.
The elderly Daoist priest politely bowed to Ji Hao and said in a deep voice, "Ji Hao, my friend, I am Red Lotus. Nice to meet you."
"If you have something to say, just say it. My sword can't wait to drink the warm blood in your necks." Ji Hao held the sword with his right hand while slightly flicking the edge of the sword with his left finger. The Taiji divine sword buzzed silkily, releasing a strong sword intent that transformed into golden and silver power streams, rising straight into the sky and cutting the dark clouds into pieces.
"The two Master Shifus of our sect had a great plan. They wanted to expand the sect, so they opened the door and recruited disciples." Red Lotus said mildly, "My friend, your hands are stained with blood of our disciples. Reasonably, you should be killed. But … "
Before Red Lotus said anything, Ji Hao laughed out loud and said, "But, the world is merciful. Priest Hua and Priest Mu appreciate me as a talent. As long as I join your sect, become your dog, betray the humankind, betray the humankind, will you spare my life today?"
Red Lotus opened his mouth, staring at Ji Hao in a daze.
This was what he wanted to say, but why did Ji Hao say it before he did?
Looking at Red Lotus, who was stunned, and the group of priests sitting on the golden lotuses, Ji Hao boosted up his power and laughed out loud. By now, he was already a half-step Supreme Magus, and his physical strength had completely merged with a drop of Pan Gu spirit blood. Therefore, he had a basic Pan Gu body.
Therefore, Ji Hao's physical body was especially strong. His chest and abdomen were filled with life-force, and the sound waves generated by his voice were like countless thunderbolts on a sunny day. Within a moment, the laughter of tens of thousands of priests and guards was drowned out.
Hearing Ji Hao's laughter, nearly half of the group of priests quivered, with blood spurting out of their eyes, ears, nostrils, and ears. They were injured by Ji Hao's laughter, staring at Ji Hao as if he were a ghost.
The rest of the group of priests quivered as well, as their heads were dizzy because of Ji Hao's laughter. A small number of priests, who had also formed embryos of Dao, were much more powerful than their peers, and were protected by spirit treasures, sat on the golden lotuses without moving. But, their faces were especially dark as well. How many years had Ji Hao been cultivating himself? How could he be so powerful?
This … This was completely unreasonable! Unless he was a reincarnation of a fallen Chaos devil, how could he possibly cultivate so fast?
Ji Hao laughed out loud for three times, making all those priests feel dizzy. After that, he growled harshly, "Don't you have any shame? You know that my hands are stained with blood, and I have killed tens of thousands of your peers. Instead of avenging them, you want to draw me to your side? "
"Do you feel sorry for those who died in my hands?"
"Do you have any basic sense of honor?"
"Aren't you afraid that when you are killed in the future, your Shifu and Shifu won't avenge you, but will draw your enemies to your side with sweet words?"
Ji Hao suddenly raised his head, pointed at the sky, and shouted, "Priest Hua, Priest Mu, I despise you for what you've done! Master? Prehistorical powerful beings … Pah! Do you deserve to be as famous as my Shifu? "
Red Lotus' face turned blue because of Ji Hao's cursing. Tremblingly, he pointed at Ji Hao and failed to recover from his shock for a long while.
A cold sneer came from the sky, followed by which, a colorful beam of light descended from the sky. On the beam of light, eighteen extraterrestrial Fiend Sovereigns with three heads and six arms, four faces and eight arms, three legs and four arms, and a pair of wings were lined up in a straight line on the beam of light.
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