Chapter 750: Descending the Mountain, Falling to His Death

In the face of the death of the leader, the old white ape did not have any waves in his heart, but was just observing Ji Hong's actions, frowning from time to time, as if he was analyzing something.

As for the so-called anger, it is even more non-existent.

They are just a cooperative relationship with each other, and on the premise of not touching the bottom line, they test each other, and the courtesy is reasonable.

It wants to force Ji Hong to make a big move, Ji Hong collects tickets, and between the two, no one suffers.

Now that the tickets have been paid, it is natural to enjoy Ji Hong's performance.

The whole space seems to have fallen to the end at this time!

The flame storm swept through his body, and thunder and thunder smashed on the top of the dragon's head with terrifying coercion.

The frost spreads, freezing for thousands of kilometers, and it is difficult to move an inch.

The blood gradually coagulated, and scars kept emerging.

Blood flows, and it keeps flowing.

Ji Hong's figure swayed slightly in the air, and his face turned a little pale in an instant, but he quickly returned to his nature, as if nothing had happened.

"It's... Is it really your limit? ”

"Or is this move also a hole dug for me."

"True and false, false and true..."

"It's hard to guess."

The old white ape stared at Ji Hong with dead eyes, including every detail, and whispered softly.

"Four generations of the human race are lonely..."

"You're the only one, it's hard to guess."

From beginning to end, the old white ape's eyes never looked at it again.

It will no longer have any interest in the mortal demon.

It believes in Ji Hong.

Pay the ticket yourself, and Ji Hong will naturally let it return with a full load.

"You won't let me down."

"After all..."

"You and I are the same kind of people."

At this time, the state of the dragon has become weaker and weaker, the demonic energy continues to disperse, and even the strength to roar is gone.

No matter how unwilling and angry you are, at this time, it's just empty talk.

Either Caesar or nothing.

Perhaps, there were countless demons who died in front of it like this.

It's just a cycle.

Today's loser is just that.

With a final wail, he fell to the ground with a heavy fall.

The ground is shaking.

The demonic energy diffused in that body was condensed in mid-air, and it did not disperse for a long time.

The demon beasts of this Thousand Miles Demon Plains seemed to be inspired in their hearts, and subconsciously raised their heads and looked in the direction of the death, but there was no sadness, but they subconsciously revealed that kind of greed and excitement in their bones.

It's as if there's a feast waiting for them.

Ji Hong fell to the ground expressionlessly.

At the moment of landing, its figure shook slightly again, and its palms trembled slightly.

It put its hands behind its back without a trace, and glanced at the old white ape from a distance, its eyes cold.

The old white ape just grinned, as if he didn't notice all this.

Ji Hong stepped lightly, like climbing a mountain, walking on top of the corpse, and finally came to the location of its head.

The demon core that exuded a faint colorful light was grasped by him in his hand, and blood was still flowing down from the demon core.

Immediately after that, there is the demon crystal.

Slowly put away the two most valuable items, and Ji Hong sat cross-legged like this.

Wisps of blood gushed out of thin air, floating in mid-air, gathering and finally condensing into a ball.

The blood was compressed until only three drops remained.

The three drops of divine beast blood were no longer pure red, but emitted a faint colorful light.

In the envious gaze of the old white ape, Ji Hong stretched out his hand, grabbed three drops of blood, and swallowed it in his mouth.

Its original pale yellow fur has a faint tendency to turn blonde at this moment.

There are also extra lines on the skin.

A mark similar to a flame appeared on the center of his eyebrows, emitting a dazzling light, and quickly disappeared.

At this moment, Ji Hong had completely broken away from the yellow monkey, the least talented race, and his own changes became more and more strange.

It's like a glutton, a glutton, a fire lion...

They also gradually developed into their current appearance after a series of predators.

Ji Hong was thoughtful, and looked at the old white ape in the distance, which was still ordinary.

"After absorbing the bloodline of the divine beast, the body will evolve."

"I remember... Divine beast blood, you've also absorbed it, right? ”

"Where is your change?"

He looked at the old white ape and said with some amusement.

The old white ape couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this: "Fart!" ”

"What you have absorbed is a dragon, a full three drops of divine beast essence blood!"

"I'm absorbing Gu Eagle!"

"That waste, Lao Tzu is busy for half a day, and it's only half a drop."

"Besides, the talent of the White Ape Clan is already poor."

"I want to evolve too!"

"Why don't you give me a drop, and see if I have evolved a Titan Behemoth for you!"

The old white ape's tone was full of resentment, and that undisguised sourness.

Ji Hong was still looking at it calmly, and only after a long time did he chuckle: "Hehe, sooner or later." ”

"Tell the Sky Dome Stream."

"Let's just say that the lord of Yingjian Mountain died of illness, and now the dragons of Yingjian Mountain have no leader, and the war is imminent, I Ji Hong has to temporarily take the position of the mountain master, and wait for Tianqiongjian to appoint a new mountain lord to come over, and then return to Zhao!"

He just stepped on the corpse and said lightly.

The four words that died of illness are particularly ironic at this time.

"Tsk, Yingjian Mountain has changed two mountain owners for two years."

"Who would dare to come?"

"Take this opportunity to take a look at that person's status in the Heavenly Dome Stream."

"If this little thing can't be solved, then the power in its hands is nothing more than that."

The old white ape sneered and walked over to the corpse, as if admiring his masterpiece.

"I think our reasons can be more outrageous, so that we can have a clearer understanding and judgment of that person's power."

"Why don't you just say..."

"When I went down Eagle Stream Mountain, I didn't stand firm..."

"Fell to death?"

When the old white ape said this, he didn't mean to joke at all, and his face was serious.