"Cold!"
When the clone brought Ao Bai back to the heaven, Ao Bai had been quivering and moaning like an ordinary man suffering from a cold. Cold sweat oozed out of his pale-blue skin. Blood had been flowing out of the wound on his back, which nearly cut his upper body into two. His blood was almost drained!
As one of the nine sons of the dragon ancestor, Bixi had a strong life-force, but Ao Bai's blood was almost drained. His tremendous spirit blood power failed to replenish his body, not even a drop of new blood!
Through the wound on Ao Bai's back, Ji Hao's clone clearly saw his internal organs. The wound was pale, like the eyes of a dead fish. Ji Hao gently pressed his finger on the skin around the wound. The skin was cold and greasy, like a dead body soaked in dirty water for half a month.
"What the hell did Wu Bi use?" Ji Hao asked in shock, "Even a dragon-slaying magic... That's a secret magic mixed with magic poisons and curses. But that blade..."
Ao Bai opened his eyes with difficulty and murmured through gritted teeth, "Anyway, it's not a good thing. Damn it... Tell them to retreat!"
Ao Bai and Ji Hao moved way too fast. They had already fought a battle in Pu Ban City from the heaven, while the dragon army following Ao Bai was only halfway back. Ji Hao took Ao Bai back to the heaven and bumped into these dragon warriors. "Retreat, retreat! You b * stards! You can't get involved in this!" Ao Bai hurriedly screamed.
Ji Hao raised his eyebrows. What did Ao Bai mean by that?
What did he mean by 'we can't get involved in this'? Interesting, truly interesting. Hearing Ji Hao, Ao Bai seemed to have learned something.
Ji Hao turned around and saw Wu Bi grinning viciously. He gripped the blood-red long blade and chased after Ji Hao, leaving shreds of afterimages in the air along with a thick black mist. Wu Bi moved at an amazing speed. He flashed across the sky like a ghost and caught up with Ji Hao within a few flashes. Holding the blade, he hacked down fiercely, leaving a blood-red beam of light in the air.
The Pan Gu bell rippled slightly. The blood-red blade, which had just injured Ao Bai severely, clashed intensely against the Chaos power released from the bell. Ji Hao narrowed his eyes. He didn't feel any pressure from the blood-red light released by the long blade!
This strike launched by Wu Bi wasn't much stronger than a full-power strike launched by an ordinary Divine Magus. How could it hurt Ao Bai so badly?
"Piss off!" Ji Hao gave a resonant growl, opened his mouth and let out a golden stream of fiery light. With the great power contained in a branch of the Fuso tree, the golden flame released by Ji Hao instantly covered the area with a radius of thousands of miles. The shreds of afterimages left behind by Wu Bi were rolled up by the fire and disappeared without a trace. Meanwhile, a golden fire lingered on his body, burning him and raising a black mist. Large blisters appeared on his skin.
"Ji Hao, you little bastard, I will teach you a lesson one day!" Wu Bi was in pain, but he wasn't angry. Baring his teeth, he laughed to Ji Hao, then flashed across the air, leaving a large arc in the air as he flashed past Ji Hao and Ao Bai, breaking into the formidable dragon army.
Over a thousand heavily armored flood dragons roared towards the sky. They formed a battle formation and marched to Wu Bi. Qing Yi and Shui'er's golden long spears gathered into a hundreds of meters thick lightning dragon and struck on Wu Bi's body, along with countless thunderbolts.
Wu Bi's body exploded into a cloud of dark mist and shreds of afterimages, darting into the flood dragons' battle formation. The lightning dragon exploded, but failed to touch his body. Wu Bi wielded the blood-red blade and released a blood-red beam of light that tore the space apart. Over a thousand flood dragons, who had been cultivating themselves for at least ten-thousand years, and had strong bodies, screamed in pain. Their bodies were torn apart like tofu, and their dragon heads were sent flying.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Retreat, retreat, retreat!" "Ji Hao, stop Wu Bi and save our boys. My nine brothers and I will owe you one... From now on, you can command our entire dragon-kind for nine times!" Ao Bai roared resonantly, then turned around and growled at Ji Hao, "Ji Hao, stop Wu Bi and save our boys.
"Nine times?" Ji Hao looked at Ao Bai in shock, then was startled by Ao Bai's words. "You have nine brothers? The dragon ancestor's nine sons, are they all... "
Ao Bai glanced at Ji Hao and continued coldly, "Our dragon-kind has been looting Pan Gu world for countless years. We've spent all the natural treasures we collected, which can help us grow our bodies. Is it so hard to bring us back to the world?"
"Your dragon-kind is truly ambitious... Alright, you owe me one, and I will command your entire dragon-kind for nine times!" Ji Hao bared his teeth, looking at Ao Bai. This condition of Ao Bai's made even his heart and lungs tremble. What was that blood-red blade in Wu Bi's hand? Was it worth Ao Bai's offer?
If the dragon-kind weren't facing a calamity...
Ji Hao quivered. Could Wu Bi's blood-red blade cause a calamity to the dragon-kind? How could it be? What on earth was that blood-red blade? Ji Hao knew what Ao Bai meant, but judging by Ao Bai's weak face, he obviously wouldn't tell Ji Hao the truth.
Abruptly, a terrifyingly strong, ancient, animalistic dragon power descended from the sky. A dragon man trod on a cloud and landed beside Ji Hao. He had a dragon head and a human body, thickly covered in cyan-colored scales. He nodded to Ji Hao seriously and said, "Emperor Ji Hao, please... Just give Eighty to me."
Ji Hao glanced at this dragon man, who was thickly covered in cyan-colored scales, then glanced at Ao Bai, who seemed to be relieved from a heavy burden. Throwing him to Ao Bai, Ji Hao said, "May I ask who you are?"
"Qiu Niu!" The dragon man took over Ao Bai, took out a human-head-sized 'pill', put it into Ao Bai's mouth, and said seriously, "This thing is yours... Or, as long as you take that blade, I will let this little Chu Wu Clan scum know what it feels like to have all his bones crushed!"
Both Qiu Niu and Ao Bai were afraid of that blood-red blade!
Ji Hao raised his head and saw Wu Bi break into the dragon army while laughing evilly. He wielded the blade and sent another ten dragon heads up into the sky. This time, he didn't kill a mixed-blood flood dragon, but a pure-blood dragon. The few ancient dragon kings who led the troop had already been cursing out loud in heartache, cursing with dirty words.
"What's the name of that blade?" Ji Hao exploded and transformed into dazzling fire sparkles, marching to Wu Bi. Meanwhile, he loudly asked Qiu Niu about the blade.
Qiu Niu hesitated for quite a while. When Ji Hao reached Wu Bi and transformed into a raging fire sea that coiled Wu Bi up, Qiu Niu murmured to himself, "If I'm not mistaken, it might... have something to do with 'Dragon Mother'... But, she's perfectly sealed... How, how..."
Dragon Mother?
Ji Hao paused. The fire sea paused for a second, and nearly gave Wu Bi the chance to launch another hack.
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