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The Menglan tribesmen showed surprise on their faces.

They knew that the white-haired figure just now was Ji Hai's clone, and this was the deity.

They originally thought that Ji Hai would not come back because Ji Hai had encountered some trouble, and he would definitely not abandon them, but as time passed, if it wasn't for the back mountain, Ji Hai's clone could still be seen.

I'm afraid they all have to think that Ji Hai has died somewhere.

Until today, they saw Ji Hai's return.

"Ancestor!"

The Menglan tribesmen looked at the gray-haired figure in the sky, and couldn't help but speak silently, with respect and respect for Ji Hai in their words.

If Ji Hai left, they wouldn't blame him, because Ji Hai was not from the Menglan tribe in the first place, but Ji Hai didn't, not only went to snatch the fire spirit alone, but they understood how dangerous it was.

"You are the ancestor of the Menglan Tribe? It's just a junior of the ninth order of the Great Martial Master Realm, with your strength, you will definitely not be able to snatch the fire spirit, if you don't want to die, it's best to leave with the Menglan Division! ”

Xie Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered.

I don't know why he felt a sense of danger in Ji Hai.

Ji Hai ignored Xie Ping, his feet moved, and he came to the surrounded Jiang Song in an instant.

Jiang Song's chest was covered with blood, and his breathing was weak, as if he was dying.

Ji Hai raised his hand towards Jiang Song's eyebrows.

Dry Rong Finger, Rong Finger.

Nourish others with your own vitality.

Jiang Song's face improved, but he was still extremely weak.

Jiang Song looked at Ji Hai in front of him, and muttered, "Ancestor, be careful of this person!" ”

"Needless to say, leave this person to me!"

Ji Hai turned around and walked out of the crowd, looking at the dead and injured demon beasts around him, and looking at Xie Ping in front of him.

"No wonder even the clansmen of the Menglan tribe are so stubborn, even you, the ancestor, are like this, no wonder, since you want your clansmen of the Menglan tribe to die here with you, then die here together!"

Xie Ping sneered and raised his hand towards Ji Hai.

Ji Hai pinched out a strange hand duel, and under the hand duel, one after another arcs shot out, condensing one thunderball after another in mid-air, and ten of them were condensed in an instant, and these ten thunderballs were arranged in a strange order, heading towards Xie Ping.

"Sword Swing!"

Xie Ping's eyes flashed, and his speed paused slightly, but his other hand was raised in front of him and slapped it with a slap.

Suddenly, a ripple spread, and under the vibration of the ripples, the oncoming ten thunderballs directly collapsed, and the arc was scattered, which was gorgeous and dazzling.

At this moment, Xie Ping felt a powerful fluctuation coming to him.

As the arc dissipated, a feathered arrow that was brighter than daylight shot out of the arc.

At the moment when this arrow burst out, Xie Ping's eyes froze, and the outstretched finger was finally withdrawn at this moment, and the point was changed to grasping.

The moment he grabbed the feather arrow, Xie Ping felt a huge force surging from the feather arrow, making his body involuntarily kick back a few steps.

Xie Ping was able to completely neutralize this powerful impact.

Immediately after that, Xie Ping directly pinched it hard, and with a bang, the arrow directly collapsed and dissipated into a little light.

"The middle stage of the Martial King Realm is really powerful!"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded in Xie Ping's ears.

Xie Ping's eyes flashed, and he looked in the direction of the sound coming from, only to see a sharp sword shot out.

Xie Ping felt a strong life-and-death crisis rise in his heart, raised his hand and flicked ten fingers in front of him, and suddenly the Dao Dao fingers shot towards the sharp sword.

After listening to a few pops, the fingers felt as if they had fallen into water, without the slightest fluctuation.

Xie Ping's color changed greatly, and he used his Xuan Force, and slapped away in front of him.

Suddenly, a transparent light mask condensed in front of him.

In the next moment, the brilliant sword light directly hit this light mask, only to hear a stabbing sound, this light mask was directly cut open, and there was no stop.

"Martial Emperor Realm martial arts, how is it possible!"

Xie Ping opened his mouth, his face full of shock and shock.

Xie Ping understood this, his feet moved, raised his hand and slapped it towards his chest, and a strange aura suddenly spread, as if he was going to use some kind of escape to escape.

Ji Hai had a blood escape back then, how could he not know the speed at which he would leave after being sudden.

Since he had already moved to kill, how could he let this person leave.

Raising his hand, his divine consciousness poured into his palm, and then slashed down.

The time to cast the escape technique is not very fast, but Ji Hai is extremely fast to cast the killing god.

A ripple surged towards Xie Ping.

Xie Ping's eyes showed a moment of confusion, the escape technique paused, and the strange aura gradually dissipated, but in the next moment, Xie Ping's gaze returned to clarity.

But at this time, it was too late for Xie Ping to use the escape technique, and the sword light slashed directly, bringing up a bloodstain, and even Xie Ping's soul was not spared.

Ji Hai stood in front of Xie Ping and slowly raised his hand, only to see a trace of white tobacco coming out of Ji Hai's fingertips.

"What is this?"

Ji Hai's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the white tobacco on his fingertips.

Although Ji Hai didn't remember how to use that supernatural power, he remembered that this supernatural power was called Heaven and Earth Yuan Spirit Slash.

And the white tobacco on the fingertips in front of him seems to be related to this magical power.

Ji Hai seemed to have caught something, but he didn't seem to have caught anything.

Ji Hai's tobacco gradually melted into Ji Hai's fingers.

Ji Hai looked up at the Sun Clansmen above the sky.

These Lieyang tribesmen couldn't help but gasp when they saw Ji Hai kill Xie Ping in the blink of an eye.

At the beginning of the first two Martial King Realms, they were even more frightened, and they fled with a movement of their feet to the left and right, and they didn't dare to stay here at all.

They had to be afraid, they had reached the early stage of the Martial King Realm, only to know that the middle stage of the Martial King Realm was terrifying, and even the middle stage of the Martial King Realm could be killed so easily.

Revenge on Ji Zhang, for them it is no different from suicide.

The rest of the clansmen of the Lieyang tribe saw that their ancestor was killed, and the two great elders fled, where did they dare to stay here for a long time, and drove the demon beast under their feet to gallop towards the distance.

Ji Hai's eyes swept away, but he didn't pursue.

This is not the time to pursue, and his strength is really not strong enough, if he reaches the Martial King Realm, he can exert the greater power of the Heaven Breaking Bow and the Golden Yan Pen.

And now he has bigger things to do.

Ji Hai looked in the direction where the clone of the ancient gods had fallen just now, and after a while, he saw a figure walking slowly, only to see that most of the clothes on the white-haired figure were burned, but the skin was intact.

I have to say that the body of the blood spirit, coupled with the cultivation method of the ancient gods, the ancient god clone is almost immortal, but this ancient god clone has to be attached to Ji Hai, if Ji Hai dies, the ancient god clone cannot live, which is different from the clone of the ancient demons, and the independence is naturally different.

Ji Hai didn't look at the ancient god clone again, but looked at the clansmen of the Menglan tribe.

"I'll take you to the Inner East Wilderness!"