Warriors flying in the sky, or demon beasts flying, it is impossible to fly non-stop all the time. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The same is true of the Menglan Division, Ji Hai's strength is profound, his divine sense is powerful, and the flight time is naturally long for a long time, but the demon beasts controlled by the martial artists of the Menglan Department are different, these demon beasts are just equivalent to the human martial artist realm, and flying for a day or two is already the limit.

Ji Hai could only accommodate them to find a high ground to rest in a day or two, it was still too early to fly towards the Inner East Wilderness area, and not all places were spread by the flames, and there were still some highlands.

And as the Inner East Wilderness approached, Ji Hai knew that the terrain would get higher and higher, and there would be no need to rush like now.

However, as time goes on, those flames will also get higher and higher, completely enveloping the outer East and the wilderness.

After Ji Hai and the Menglan martial artists landed on a higher mountain peak together, they sat down cross-legged, Ji Hai absorbed the Xuanyu in his hand, Ji Hai felt that he was getting closer and closer to the Martial King Realm, and it seemed that there was only one window paper left, and after stabbing it open, it was the Martial King Realm, but this window paper seemed to be very thick, so that he couldn't break through for a while.

Of course, this is not a good time to break through.

In the recovery, Ji Hai also gave Jiang Song some pills to help these martial artists cultivate.

This time he can't go to the Inner Eastern Wilderness alone, he also needs these martial artists to become stronger, otherwise, even if he enters the Inner Eastern Wilderness, I'm afraid that the Menglan Department will only be destroyed.

At this moment, Ji Hai opened his eyes suddenly, looked in one direction, and heard the sound of breaking the wind, and these voices were coming towards them.

All the clansmen of the Menglan tribe opened their eyes and looked in that direction.

The Menglan tribesmen understood that they were numerous, and Ji Hai could not protect them, they could only protect themselves, this was the only way to keep the tribe alive, but it also required them to work together.

After a while, a group of one hundred and ten people stopped, these people had different strengths, and they were about the same as the Menglan Clan, but the strength of the people at the head of this tribe had actually reached the level of the Martial King Realm.

"Found it, Yumeranbu!"

"Hand over the fire spirits in your clan, and my Moli tribe can let you live!"

The man at the head said loudly.

Ji Hai frowned, but he didn't think much about it, he had thought that he would be discovered, and it was not surprising to hear the person in charge say this at this time.

Ji Hai said coldly: "If you want to fight, you will fight!" ”

"Yes, if you want to fight, you will fight!"

For the hope of the clan, for the sake of the clan's continuation, the Menglan tribe naturally will not hand over the fire spirit.

"Okay, kill!"

Hearing this, the leader sneered, and with a wave of his hand, the warrior behind him fell directly and headed towards Menglan.

Ji Hai didn't move, his target was the person who was the leader, and only by killing this person would he have time to help Menglanbu.

"It seems that you are the ancestor of the Menglan Tribe, I am the ancestor of the Moli Tribe, Mo Fan, your strength is only the ninth order of the Great Martial Master Realm, not my opponent, hand over the fire spirit, I can be the master and let you live!"

Mo Fan persuaded.

Under the sea of Xuanmo fire, in fact, no one wants to fight, but they have to fight for survival.

"If it were you, would you pay it?"

Ji Hai shook his head and said.

"Okay, but I want you to promise me, if I die, let my people join your Menglan tribe, I don't want my people to die here!"

Mo Fan said.

It seems that this has become an unwritten agreement under the sea of Xuanmo fire, because I don't want the tribe to die, once there is a glimmer of life, I will let the people of the tribe surrender.

Ji Hai nodded, if he could bring more martial artists to the Inner Eastern Wilderness, he didn't mind.

Mo Fan said, his feet moved, and his palm pinched a strange magic decision, and then a majestic mysterious force surged towards his palm.

Immediately, Mo Fan took advantage of the situation and pushed out, and a majestic wind surged towards Ji Hai.

Ji Hai's face was calm, and the wind swept in, making his long gray hair dance wildly.

Ji Hai's eyes narrowed slightly, and then slowly opened, and there was indifference in his eyes, it was the ancient god clone.

Ji Hai and the ancient god clones had already merged into one when they left Menglanbu.

At this time, the power of the ancient gods emanated from the whole body.

"Crush!"

Ji Hai said indifferently and slowly.

Just listen to the booming sound spread out.

It was as if the void of heaven and earth had become the earth, and the earth shattered, erupting with an infinite terrifying bombardment.

The force of this bombardment collided with the impact force from Mo Fan's raised hand to bombard.

In the rumbling sound, the roar of heaven and earth spread, swept away, and the red clouds in the sky seemed to be rolling.

Mo Fan's eyes narrowed, and there was a look of horror in his eyes, and he secretly said that the other party could snatch the fire spirit, and it was really not easy.

At this moment, Mo Fan's eyes bloomed, and a figure appeared in front of him, it was Ji Hai, Ji Hai raised his hand to Mo Fan's eyebrows.

I wanted to use the withered finger, but I didn't expect the wisp of white tobacco to appear on the fingertip.

The white tobacco shredded into Mo Fan's eyebrows with Ji Hai's fingers, rolled in Mo Fan's body, and returned to Ji Hai's fingertips, the white tobacco seemed to be thicker.

And Mo Fan's eyes were dim, and he seemed to be dead and couldn't die anymore.

This white smoke is terrifying.

A hint of horror also flashed in Ji Hai's eyes.

When Mo Fan fell, Ji Hai naturally wouldn't let go of Mo Fan's storage bag and spirit beast bag.

There is no grudge between the two, but they are in different positions.

For the sake of their respective tribes, they had to do this, and if they wanted the two tribes to merge, one of the two ancestors had to die, otherwise it would be impossible to merge.

One is mistrust, and the other is that the tribesmen will not cooperate.

Because both sides have ancestors, they will inevitably have different thoughts, and without the strong, even if they have this thought, they will definitely not show it, and if one side kills the ancestor of the other side, the other tribe can only obey.

The battle between Ji Hai and Mo Fan was extremely fast, and Mo Fan's Moli tribesmen were gloomy, and they could only become Menglan tribesmen.

And they know it's the only way to survive.

After some rectification, the larger Menglan Department continued to hit the road.

And the Moli Department is just the beginning, and in the next few days, the Menglan Department encountered some small departments one after another.

Finally, after Ji Hai killed a small ancestor, he knew the reason.

"Kun Yuanbu!" Ji Hai looked in the direction of the Inner East Wilderness, and his voice was cold.

He originally thought it was because of the relationship between the fire spirits, but he didn't expect that it was the Kunyuan Department that had entered the Inner Eastern Wilderness to spread the news.

And when Ji Hai got the fire spirit, I am afraid that the Kun Yuan Department had already entered the Inner Eastern Wilderness, so they didn't know that Ji Hai had a fire spirit, so some of them were just deliberately framed.

And those small ministries who heard the news naturally didn't care whether the news was true or not, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, they would come to snatch it, and this was the conspiracy of the Kun Yuan Ministry.