Chapter 218: Prisoners

"Ji Mo, according to my memory, I can tell you very clearly, the creatures who died in the Tiandu Demon God Blood Demon Array have never heard of survival, so you'd better not have the idea of trying it out. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Xiao Hei rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Of course I won't want to go to death if I can live, I'm afraid that I can't help it." Ji Mo didn't have much confidence in answering.

"Ji Mo, don't be so pessimistic, I just said it casually, you Ji Mo has come all the way to the present, and has encountered so many dangers, aren't they all tested for destruction, and I believe that the Heavenly Demon God Blood Formation can't do anything to you, if you lose confidence yourself, then you will really die, with the ability of the two of us, work together, there is still a glimmer of life." Seeing this, Xiao Hei hurriedly opened his mouth to cheer her up, this thing is usually cheap and poisonous, and it is very unreliable, but once it comes to the critical moment, it is still very good.

"Get ready for battle." Ji Mo was about to continue to have fun with Xiao Hei, but her eyes fell on a certain position in front of the left, and the words that slipped to her mouth were swallowed back immediately, her eyes froze, and she jumped up from the ground, the torso of the Dao Body Realm, coupled with the fact that she had obtained a drop of the essence blood of the Origin Beast, Ji Mo's body recovery speed was so strong that it was perverted, although she was still tired like a dead dog before half a cup of tea, and she was scarred all over her body, but in just such a moment's effort, her Yuan Force had recovered to seventy-seven eighty-eight.

Thousands of meters away from Ji Mo, there were two phantoms of demon gods, these two people were a python-headed human body, with a pair of bare feet, and their arms were entwined with green snakes, this person was a co-worker; The other person has complete facial features, a snake tail on his body, and a full body of flames, this person is Zhu Rong. Ancient legends, although Gonggong and Zhu Rong are both ancestors of the Wu clan, but these two people are one of the fire and the other is water, born with water and fire are not compatible, as long as they meet, they will fight to the death.

Now that it's good, these two people have long since died, only a trace of spirit remains, and they have been refined into the Twelve Heavenly Demon God Blood Array, and they have become array spirits together with other Wu ancestors, and the former enemies of life and death can actually join forces to fight the enemy after becoming array spirits, if these two people still have sense, I don't know if they will die by dead anger, and then die by living anger.

Ji Mo couldn't help but laugh out loud when she thought of the funny place, but she immediately remembered that it was she who was joining forces to deal with her this time, and her mind fell here, and the smile on her lips suddenly froze, and at this time, Gonggong and Zhu Rong had walked within two hundred zhang of Ji Mo, I don't know if it was because she heard Ji Mo's laughter, in short, Gonggong stopped when he walked here, but when he saw him wave his arm, a green snake wrapped in his hand suddenly raised his head and roared, and rushed towards Ji Mo.

Ji Mo pursed his lips slightly, and whipped it with a whip with his backhand, and the green snake should be whipped and extinguished, and the co-workers shouted lightly when they saw this: "Good skills!" The voice was not stopped, he stepped down, shook his head, and bit Ji Mo with a bloody mouth, Ji Mo was quite interested in its attack, and did not whip it at the first time, and when the blood basin mouth of the co-worker was only a few meters away from herself, she was short, raised her hand and punched, and hit the opponent's jaw.

Seeing this, Gonggong's body suddenly rose a little, and with a round of his left hand, the small big fist like a grinding disc hit Ji Mo's fist, touch! One big and one small two disproportionate fists collided together, Ji Mo took two steps back, but Gonggong was knocked upside down and flew out, although the person was knocked away from the body it transformed but did not suffer any damage, Gonggong is good at water, hand-to-hand fighting is not his strong point, this hard fight, but Ji Mo took advantage.

Ji Mo had just repelled the Gonggong, and a canopy of blue and prosperous flames had already whistling and rolled up to Ji Mo, but it was Zhu Rong who made a move, Ji Mo had a golden silk coat, and he had practiced the Nine Heavens Xuanhuo Technique, and he did not have a flame, after Zhu Rong's flame touched Ji Mo's body, he turned around and disappeared without a trace, Ji Mo and Gonggong and Zhu Rong each made a move, and they knew that these two people could not pose a threat to themselves.

Realizing this, Ji Mo couldn't help but laugh out loud, she laughed and rushed towards the two demon gods opposite, but she heard the sound of bumping and bumping, seeing that these two demon gods were about to be destroyed by herself, Ji Mo's hairs suddenly stood on end, and an unspeakable danger rose from her heart, Ji Mo didn't have time to think about it, and immediately flew away.

As soon as she retreated to a hundred zhang away, she saw a man with big ears, a tall and burly figure, and a face and body that were no different from normal human beings appeared behind Gonggong and Zhu Rong, this person was holding a pale golden longbow in his hand, tightly locking himself, this person was Hou Yi, Ji Mo suddenly felt bitter in his mouth, okay, just laughed a few times, and provoked this great god, is this just happy and sad?

After the death of the Twelve Witch Ancestors, the will has long since died, only a trace of the spirit that has not completely dissipated, but no longer has any consciousness, has been cultivated by other powers into the Twelve Heavenly Demon God Blood Array, after the large array is activated, it will reproduce the image and talent of the Twelve Witch Ancestors, as for the will of the Witch Ancestor itself, it has long been gone.

For the twelve witch ancestor array spirits who were stimulated with natural powers, Ji Mo was the enemy they had to get rid of, after Hou Yi set Ji Mo, the Shenyi bow in his hand let out a buzz, and with a whoosh arrow, it shot at Ji Mo in the posture of running to the sun, the Shenyi bow is no better than other weapons, the person who is trivialized by it, unless you can defeat it, you can't dodge it at all, seeing that there is nowhere to avoid, Ji Mo's eyes are bright, and he directly punched and blasted over.

Bang! Shenyi's arrow was smashed by Ji Mo's punch, but Ji Mo's fist was also blown up to the point of flesh and blood, and the whole fist was wiped out, leaving only Sensen's white bones, Hou Yi's arrow was useless, and he immediately pulled his bow and arrows again, Ji Mo saw this, turned his head and ran, as long as he was not locked, Houyi's arrow could not be shot.

I don't know how long this run has been, I finally saw a towering mountain peak in front of me, Ji Mo was overjoyed, with cover, Hou Yi's advantage will be greatly reduced, as long as he doesn't become a positive target, Ji Mo thinks that he still has a chance to kill these demon gods, how do she know that although her intentions are good, how can things be unsatisfactory, she has not yet rushed to the peak, there has been a piercing roar in her ears, and then a huge black shadow flashed, but saw a demon god with a human face and a bird body carrying Hou Yi and others rushed to Ji Mo, Before Ji Mo could enter the mountain, he blocked her way, and this demon god was the emperor who was known for his speed.

Ji Mo stopped helplessly, and a battle of life and death began, after Ji Mo solved these demon gods, he only had half a breath left, and most of his body was buried in the unknown brown soil under his feet, and he complained to Xiao Hei weakly: "Xiao Hei, I found out, we can only stay in this place where we see the light of day for a long time in the future and enjoy fighting, and when I grow up to the point where I can easily kill the phantom of the Twelve Witch Ancestors, maybe I will have a chance to go out, Foreword: I didn't die of exhaustion or dismemberment during this time. (To be continued.) )