Chapter 1 A group of rabble who can't get on the stage
"High Priest, take a blow from us!"
Dongfang Hong and Mo Kong did not relax their vigilance at all. They swayed slightly and disappeared directly on the spot. Before the sound that resounded in the air stopped, the two figures had already appeared in front of Ji Minghan.
The thick spiritual energy poured out like a bursting tide, and in an instant it condensed into the most terrifying attack moves. The surrounding spiritual energy storm also instantly became more violent, violently bombarding the surrounding air, and rushed unceremoniously.
Ji Minghan's attack passed.
Ji Minghan is also experienced in many battles. He reacted quickly and used his two spiritual moves at the same time. The snow phoenix dozens of feet tall behind him quickly blocked in front of him and quickly enveloped his body.
, a layer of cold protective cover quickly formed around it, making it look hard and indestructible.
However, the hands in front of the chest had no intention of stopping. They began to form seals frequently like butterflies flying. The strong spiritual power was like uncontrollable sea water, raging and roaring, but it condensed in the air in the blink of an eye.
Ice spikes more than ten feet in size.
The cold air around them continued to circulate and spread, and wherever it went, it was clear that the space seemed to be torn apart, and sharp sounds of breaking through the air continued to be made.
Just when Dongfang Hong and Mo Kong were staring in shock and horror, he actually directly penetrated the two people's attacks and launched an attack on them without politeness.
Along with the violent roaring sound, it was like thunder in the air, twisting the space abruptly, and the surroundings were rippled like water ripples, and the ripples filled the air quickly.
The figures of the three people quickly took a big step back, and some even launched attacks directly.
When Ji Minghan saw this situation, his expression immediately turned extremely cold, and he was forced to take dozens of steps back before he could barely stabilize his body.
A long ravine appeared on the ground due to the violent friction, and even the snow phoenix that enveloped Ji Minghan's body turned into little starlights and shattered in an instant.
Dongfang Hong and Mo Kong on the other side obviously didn't take advantage, and were not much better. They were also forced to retreat dozens of steps, and stood there with pale faces, breathing heavily.
The chest rises and falls violently, which makes people feel that it must be a sign of unstable internal breath and surging blood vessels.
With a swipe sound, the two people immediately looked at each other and shot out quickly. The extremely violent storm of spiritual power began to blow up quickly, once again ravaging everything around them. Even the air was affected.
Everyone attacked Ji Minghan.
Looking at the two people who didn't seem to be tired or uncomfortable, Ji Minghan immediately frowned and rushed directly into the battle, fighting with Dongfang Hong and Mo Kong.
At this time, the battle between Xiaotian and the other masters on the other side was not so smooth.
Because of the sudden addition of the son of Mo Long, the advantage of the masters of the Ji family has obviously disappeared. Suddenly there is a master of the fifth stage of the Spirit Emperor to help, and they rely on Xiaotian Xiaodi and four elders to fight against the enemy. It is obviously
There is no way to resist this momentum.
For a time, the people of the Ji clan were passively beaten, and many people began to take advantage of this gap to launch fierce attacks on the formation that protected the clan's territory.
Ji Xiyan and Ji Ningran's brows were furrowed together, protecting the babies in their arms, and they could only watch all this with cold eyes.
If the formation is really broken by these people, even if they can survive quietly, the Ji clan members hiding in the mountains who cannot protect themselves will definitely not be able to escape death.
However, nowadays, the number of people they can fight against is really limited, and even if they want to help, they are unable to do so.
It would be great if the goddess was here, otherwise, with Ji Qingmeng's understanding and strength, he is just a small son of Molong. Even if he has the strength of the fifth stage of the Spirit Emperor, there is absolutely no way to compare with Ji Qingmeng who has the top ten artifacts. .
The dull sound of explosions kept coming. Although Xiaotian and the others tried their best to use their spiritual power and did not dare to slack off in any way, they were still beaten back and forth, and the situation did not improve.
Even though Ji Minghan on the other side was not at a disadvantage, he was more or less powerless when being attacked from both sides by two masters.
If this continues, the Ji family may not be able to escape today.
"Goddess, where are you? Why don't you come back quickly?"
Ji Xiyan held the child tightly in her arms, gently stroked the baby's cute little head, and murmured in a low voice, "Baby, tell me, where is your mother? If you and her mother are connected, If so, then tell her and ask her to come back quickly, okay?"
"OK!"
The baby smiled and blinked his big watery eyes, as if he didn't know what kind of dangerous situation he was in at all, he just smiled and nodded innocently.
Ji Ningran and Ji Xiyan just smiled and didn't take it seriously.
After all, in the eyes of the two of them, this was just a kid's joke. If Ji Qingmeng could really be found so easily, then they wouldn't have been waiting so hard and anxious these days.
However, no one noticed that the baby's meaty little hands hidden in the sleeves kept making strange gestures naturally.
At the same time, almost imperceptible fluctuations gradually appeared on the baby, spreading silently.
Along with the buzzing sound, everything around seemed to be merged into the void. Even Ji Xiyan and Ji Ningran, who were holding their children, didn't notice at all. They just focused on the accumulation outside the formation. fighting.
"Baby?"
At this time, Ji Qingmeng suddenly opened her tightly closed eyes. She frowned in surprise and looked up at the Warcraft Forest without saying a word.
I don’t know why, but there seems to be a strange fluctuation in her heart that is about to break out, and this fluctuation seems to be mixed with the breath of her precious son who is connected by blood?
Can the baby still communicate with her from a distance?
This kind of strange fluctuation is really weird. You know, she and the baby are thousands of miles away?
However, at this time, she did not have time to think too much, because she could clearly feel the baby's anxious mood in this fluctuation.
Presumably, this is one of the skills that babies accidentally trigger when they are anxious, right?
It seems that her guess is correct. There is a high probability that something happened to the Ji family's clan.
No, she couldn't delay it any longer and had to go back quickly.
Ji Qingmeng no longer hesitated, stood up directly, and quickly flew towards the cave where the tiger-headed monster rested.
At this time, in an ancient city standing in the boundless desert, there was a tower towering into the sky. Two figures were sitting opposite each other leisurely, drinking tea and playing chess.
Both people are wearing black robes. If you look closely, you will find that the two people are somewhat similar in appearance and temperament.
"Haoran, don't be in a daze, it's your turn."
Chu Xuanzhen looked at Chu Yingyi who was in a daze, and immediately spoke softly to urge him.
"Ah...ok."
Chu Yingyi seemed to have sensed something. He threw a chess piece away and placed it exactly where he wanted.
But this move made Chu Xuanzhen frown, and he didn't know how to react for a long time.
After a while, he sighed helplessly, put down the chess piece in his hand, and murmured to Chu Yingyi, "I lost to you again, aren't you in a daze? Hey... man, man Woolen cloth?"
Chu Xuanzhen spoke to himself, and was about to praise Chu Yingyi's chess skills, but just when he looked up, he found that Chu Yingyi had disappeared.
Looking at the strong wind whizzing by outside, Chu Xuanyuan didn't really care, and just smiled faintly.
A thousand years have passed, and he has long been accustomed to his brother's temper. With his scornful strength, there are almost no opponents he can encounter on this road, so he has no worries at all. of necessity.
"Oh, maybe it was because of that woman again that I left my brother aside..."
Chu Xuanzhen was really unhappy about what he was thinking, and his face was a little ugly. He actually knew it with his toes. Who else could make Chu Yingyi so uneasy, impulsive and irritable? Besides the woman he had been entangled with for a thousand years, who else could he be?
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"High Priest, can you still bear it?"
Dongfang Hong was cold. He didn't know when he had used his spiritual power to quickly condense an extremely huge dragon. The whole body of this dragon was shimmering with golden light, which made people feel dazzling when they looked at it. The fluctuations in spiritual power make people feel extremely terrifying, and what's more, this coercion is still spreading slowly and silently.
Mo Kong on the side also hid his body in the pitch-black mist, as if something black was constantly moving, and you could vaguely see that the black shadows looked like wild beasts, which were very permeable. people.
On the other hand, Ji Minghan's face was extremely pale, and his luxurious clothes had many broken wounds, and he looked a little more embarrassed.
However, in the face of such a fierce and powerful attack and pressure, he did not take it seriously at all, and had no intention of giving in.
"They're just a bunch of rabble who can't stand up to the stage. What's there to be arrogant about?" (To be continued)