Above Fallen Land, a fiery cloud suddenly flashed across the sky.
Ji Hao was sitting opposite Si Wen Ming, pondering a few ancient style spell symbols. He raised his head and saw Zhu Rong Tianming and his people, who looked a bit embarrassed. Three to five Fire Qi Lin Clan Divine Magi were protecting him. Other than them, only Priest Corpse, Bo Qiujia and hundreds of their disciples were following Zhu Rong Tianming.
Si Wen Ming turned around and looked over as well, then he was greatly startled. "Where are Zhu Rong Tianming's people? Where are Yi Shen, Ying Yunhe and the others? Where are those princes who support him? Where are the elites from those clans? "
Treading on a dim fiery cloud, Zhu Rong Tianming flew towards the Fallen Abyss Castle with a darkened face.
Ji Hao pondered for a while, then trod on a fiery cloud and flew over as well. He greeted Zhu Rong Tianming from a distance away and said, "Prince Tianming, I asked Elder Destiny to invite you over and over again. Today, you finally came, didn't you?"
Zhu Rong Tianming slightly raised his chin with a darkened face and said proudly, "Although I don't believe what you said … how can those non-humankind beings control the great Dao of nature of a world? But, Man Man is here after all. As her elder brother, I have to take care of her. "
Snorting coldly, Zhu Rong Tianming forced himself to put on airs and said blandly, "If it weren't for Man Man, do you think I would come to this crappy place of yours? Look at the sky, look at the earth, look at this dirty place, hmph! "
Ji Hao spread his hands and remained silent.
In the distance, Man Man, who had been standing on the fence wall and competing with Yu Mu to see who could eat faster, raised her head and said with a muffled voice, "Zhu Rong Tianming, I don't need you to take care of me, Ji Hao is enough! You can go wherever you want. Hmm, I didn't invite you here. "
Zhu Rong Tianming's face immediately turned purely dark. Bo Qiujia abruptly took three steps forward, pointed at Man Man and yelled harshly, "Zhu Rong Man, no matter what, Prince Tianming is your elder brother. You didn't appreciate his kindness, fine, but how can you speak ill of him? A talentless and immoral girl like you … "
As Bo Qiujia prepared to show off, Ji Hao's look suddenly changed. Ji Hao slapped hard on Bo Qiujia's face.
Bo Qiujia's face turned cold. He subconsciously took a step back and dodged that slap. Standing aside, Priest Corpse seized the opportunity and silently launched a palm strike towards Ji Hao's ribs. When his palm was less than an inch away from Ji Hao's body, Priest Corpse yelled out viciously, "Earl Yao, let's talk nicely. Why do you have to do this?"
How powerful was Priest Corpse? He was an old man who had created his name back in the prehistorical era of Pan Gu world. This palm move of his seemed to be silent, but in fact, he had put fifty percent of his power into it. A faint layer of grey-white divine light of quietus condensed into a magical lotus in his palm. If this palm landed on a real body, even a high-level Divine Magus would be crushed.
Ji Hao narrowed his eyes and let Priest Corpse slap fiercely on his own body.
In Ji Hao's spiritual space, the Pan Xi divine mirror, which was held in front of Ji Hao's chest by his primordial spirit, slightly quaked. A dim light sparkled on Ji Hao's body. In shock, Priest Corpse saw his palm disappear after it merged with the dim light.
Less than an inch away from Priest Corpse's face, a golden, translucent palm swooshed out. A white lotus was faintly visible on the palm, and the divine light of quietus, which was filled with the power of quietus and death, coiled around the palm. Priest Corpse slapped heavily on his own face.
Followed by a muffled bang, Priest Corpse's nose was dented, and blood spurted out from his nose to a long distance away.
The Pan Xi divine mirror bounced back the palm attack launched by Priest Corpse. Because it was launched by Priest Corpse himself, the few defensive treasures worn by him, including the defensive cloak given to him by Priest Hua just now, didn't react at all.
"Hm, hm, hm!"
Priest Corpse was nearly killed by this palm attack. Blood spurted out from his face while he stepped back in a series of steps. This palm strike was so solid that it almost smashed his own head into pieces. At the moment, Priest Corpse's eyes were dazzling with dazzling stars and dense clouds of dark mist. His primordial spirit was vibrating intensely, and he couldn't figure out what had happened for quite a while.
"I … I …" murmured Priest Corpse, shaking his head as hard as he could. Blood gushed out of his head, ceaselessly dripping down from his head.
"This old man has lost his mind. He slapped himself for no reason!" Ji Hao looked at Priest Corpse, who was now in an embarrassing state. While being shocked by the magical power of the Pan Xi divine mirror, he taunted, "That slap was indeed powerful. Fortunately, it wasn't me. Otherwise, I would have truly been slapped to death!"
Zhu Rong Tianming was stunned and didn't know what to say. Bo Qiujia stared at Ji Hao in shock — How did this happen? How did Priest Corpse fall into Ji Hao's trap? Ji Hao must be at least a hundred times more powerful than Priest Corpse, wasn't he? Being able to make Priest Corpse fall into such a difficult situation, he must be at least a hundred times more powerful than Priest Corpse, right?
However, Ji Hao was at least a hundred times more powerful than Priest Corpse, wasn't he? Wasn't he as powerful as Po and Gui Ling? Even Bo Qiujia's sect only had two to three powerful ones like this. Those two powerful ones were the most precious treasures of Master Shifu and Po Qiujia, and they were their direct disciples, which they wouldn't easily use!
"You, you!" Bo Qiujia tremblingly pointed at Ji Hao, as if he had seen a ghost.
"Let's talk nicely!" Si Wen Ming stood up and said with a rumbling voice, "We're comrades in arms. The non-humankind is our enemy. We should work together to deal with them."
Knitting his eyebrows, Si Wen Ming asked loudly, "Prince Tianming, where are your people? Prince Yi Shen? Ying Yunhe? And those princes who support you? "
Zhu Rong Tianming opened his mouth, then his dark face blushed again. He glared at Si Wen Ming in extreme anger, seeming to want to cut Si Wen Ming into a hundred and eighty thousand pieces. 'Bastard, can you not mention this? Yi Shen and the other princes might have already been finished! '
Abruptly, a dark mist spread out and a bone-piercing coldness spread out. Within the cold mist, large groups of local people desperately fled into Fallen Land. After over a hundred thousand local people fled in with their families, Gong Gong Wuyou, under the protection of River Earl, and thousands of defeated warriors, who had thrown away their armors and helmets, sneaked in as well.
Once he rushed into Fallen Land, Gong Gong Wuyou growled out hoarsely, "Gong Sun Yuan, why do you still care about these useless local people? Come in now! "
Gong Sun Yuan's clear and strong voice came from the dark mist, "They have already been taught by me, so they are my people. Since they are my people, when they retreat, I will personally bring up the rear for them. Treat our people kindly, this is the rule of our You Xiong Family, I dare not to forget it! "
Ji Hao was stunned. Bring up the rear? Cover what retreat?
Gong Gong Wuyou and his people fled in, and countless local people had been ceaselessly surging into Fallen Land from the dark mist. Was Gong Sun Yuan covering their retreat?
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