A row of twenty slave warriors were carefully walking in the dense jungle, like the most ferocious and cunning hyenas, carefully looking for even the slightest trace in the surrounding area.
The endless heavy rain had brought them a great deal of trouble, but they were confident that they could find Ji Hao. Di Luo had already offered a generous reward. Any troop of warriors who could capture Ji Hao alive would be able to leave their lowly slave status and become official warriors of the Blood Fang.
In order to get rid of the slave registration and have a bright and glorious future for themselves, the warriors of the Blood Fang tightened their nerves and swore that they would capture Ji Hao alive. They would never let this little guy, who was carrying a badly wounded little girl, leave here safely.
Right above the head of this row of slave warriors, Ji Hao, whose clothes were covered with branches and leaves, was calmly looking at this group of people who had been chasing after him. The [Mantra Dan with Nine Secret Words] had perfectly restrained the sense of power released from his body, and Ji Hao had even temporarily stopped his heartbeat.
When the twenty slave warriors carefully walked past him, Ji Hao locked his fingers together and let out a spell with a deep voice. His Yuan Dan, which had already completely digested that drop of phoenix blood and was now a few times more condensed than before, started rotating at a high speed. Almost all of its power was consumed within a moment.
Within the radius of a hundred zhang, all the raindrops froze simultaneously, and turned into silvery white ice frost.
Long ropes condensed from ice frost were twisting softly, like the silhouettes of snakes in nightmares, darting towards those slave warriors.
Those dark-skinned slave warriors growled in anger and fear, waving the weapons held in their hands and madly hacking these deadly ropes, which were coming from all directions. However, there were too many ropes, and they were too dense; once one of them was chopped off, countless more would follow.
Their necks, wrists, ankles, waists, the bodies of those slave warriors were tightly tied up by those bone-piercing ice ropes. They tried their best to struggle, but failed to break free within a short period of time. The bone-piercing cold air constantly penetrated into their bodies, gradually numbing and stiffening their bodies.
They were madly growling, hoping that their companions could hear them.
However, the air within the radius of hundreds of zhang was controlled by Ji Hao, and all of the power vibrations were under his control. Therefore, none of those slave warriors' roars could be heard.
Holding the sharp sword, Ji Hao leapt down from the tree and narrowed his eyes. Faintly, the image of the mysterious man controlling his own body and launching the [Sky-Opening] flashed across his mind. Beams of sword light swiftly darted out along arcs, swiftly and nimbly flashing across the thickly dotted ice ropes, accurately tearing open the throats of those slave warriors.
Not even a single drop of blood flowed out, as the warm blood inside the bodies of these slave warriors had been frozen into ice cubes.
Ji Hao quickly searched through these slave warriors' bodies, found a leather bag from the leader of these slave warriors, and poured out a handful of magic pills. Ji Hao carefully put the pills up to his nose and sniffed. He frowned, threw all the pills on the ground, and stomped hard into the muddy ground.
The pill melted in the muddy water and turned into a thick, dark green liquid. It quickly corroded the surrounding soil, and soon, a hole the size of a human head appeared on the ground.
"Jiang Ya, not bad! It seems that all the medicines on these slave warriors' bodies are poisons. " Ji Hao locked his fingers together and slightly waved his hands. The frozen raindrops in the surroundings melted simultaneously, turning into crystal clear raindrops, and fell on the ground.
The dense natural power contained in the heavy rain was swallowed into Ji Hao's body. After flowing along his meridians for a while, wisps of purple mist slowly flowed into the Purple Mansion, and were absorbed by the rapidly rotating Yuan Dan.
Within the short span of ten breaths, all of Ji Hao's consumed power had been recovered, and he had made a slight improvement.
The Yuan Dan, which used to be hazy and hazy like a mist, had been consumed and replenished in the past few days. The Yuan Dan, which had been refined over and over again, had now become as big as a soybean, and was almost made of pure gold. Once the right opportunity came, the Yuan Dan would be able to become real, and step into a higher level, which Ji Hao had never been able to reach in his previous life.
Once his Yuan Dan became real, not only would Ji Hao's power increase by a hundred times, but all of his other abilities would also become more magical.
"Just a little bit more." Ji Hao gnashed his teeth and slightly moved his ears. Even in the heavy rain, he could still clearly hear the slight footsteps that were hundreds of feet away. "But the benefits are already great enough. At least, my five senses have been enhanced by more than ten times."
Ji Hao slightly waved his hand, and Man Man, who had a haggard face, carefully jumped down from the tree. Ji Hao carried her on his back, carefully looked at the tree trunk, took a detour from the direction where the footsteps were coming from, and walked towards the North.
The way out was in the South, however, the forest within the radius of hundreds of miles had been completely blocked. Unless Ji Hao wanted to bump into those Jia Clan's warriors, who he couldn't deal with, he had no choice but to go north.
The Fire Crow Clan's territory and Man Man's father's territory were both in the South.
The more he went north, the more risks he would face, but Ji Hao had no other choice. He could only go north first, try his best to get away from the Blood Fang's search, then try to find a way to go south. Both he and Man Man were not powerful enough to fight against the Blood Fang, who were extremely powerful.
Once Ji Hao left, the rain curtain was suddenly shattered into pieces. Beside the twenty Blood Fang's warriors, who had just been killed, a over four meters tall silhouette silently emerged. This Jia Clan's warrior, who had a bronze skin and a pair of shining eyes, was holding a pair of heavy sawtooth machetes. He stood beside the corpses of those slave warriors, took a glance at them, then angrily stomped his feet against the ground.
He stamped his foot down, and the ground within a radius of a thousand feet shook soundlessly. Tens of large trees silently turned into wood chips, falling to the ground in the heavy rain. The Jia Clan's warrior twitched his nose, showed his teeth and laughed, "Little ones, I can smell the blood from your bodies. Not this kid's, it's that little girl's! "
While laughing, the Jia Clan's warrior's gigantic body moved like a ghost, without making even the slightest sound, directly following Ji Hao's direction. His nose twitched intensely, trying his best to catch the slight trace of smell that was lingering in the heavy rain.
Every Jia Clan's warrior had strengthened a part of their body to the extreme. Without a doubt, the special ability of this Jia Clan's warrior was his nose. With his nose, he could capture hundreds, even thousands of times more information than the other clansmen. He was one of the best chasers in the Blood Fang.
"Credit, hm, hm. Although that kid Di Luo has done all kinds of things, he is much more generous than Lord Di Sha. That scary Lord Di Sha is gone, with Lord Di Luo's personality, we will have more benefits. "While running quickly, the Jia Clan's warrior laughed in a low voice and said," That's good, that's good. "
Ji Hao didn't dare to use any special abilities or magics, he could only rely on the light-body magic to run as fast as he could in the jungle.
He had to carefully choose a place to land his feet. Soft soil, thick moss, fallen tree barks, too many things could leave traces for people to chase after him. Therefore, he had to be extremely careful, in order to save his and Man Man's lives.
Ji Hao avoided the twelve slave warriors who were searching for him along the way, and quietly came to a cliff.
In front of him was a hundreds of feet tall cliff. Ji Hao frowned, trying to find a place that he could easily climb.
Behind him, three miles away, the Jia Clan's warrior had already locked Ji Hao's position by twitching his nose.
Letting out a creepy laugh, this Jia Clan's warrior suddenly leapt into the air, crossed three miles, let out a great growl and threw a heavy punch towards Man Man, who was on Ji Hao's back.
"Little guy, you're mine!"
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