Chapter One Thousand and Ninety-Seven: Ghost Ancestor
Ji Hao's voice was not high, but it made everyone present stunned.
The face of the Ling Feng Divine Son was still incredulous at first.
Then it turned into ecstasy, Ji Hao's strength can be said to be the best of the entire army, and the strength of the wolf is so powerful.
was still killed by the other party, with one palm.
With such combat power, except for the Saint Yae Attack, there is no one who can match it at all.
But at the same time of joy, more than that, shock.
When he first met Ji Hao, the strength of the other party was only a saint fourfold, but he didn't expect that he would not see him in a short time.
Not only has the realm been raised to the sixth-fold saint, but he can actually kill the sevenfold saint in seconds, how can he not be shocked.
This combat power is too terrifying.
He couldn't believe what it would be like when the other party's strength reached the eightfold saint.
And Ji Hao didn't want to do this.
He looked directly at the alien army, and after seeing that the other party did not move, he shouted at the second time.
"Are you Shadow Clan such a wretch!"
There was a hint of disdain in his voice.
The prince of the night, his face couldn't help but change.
Suddenly, wisps of essence appeared in his eyes.
The next moment, behind him, there was a general who flew out.
The momentum of this person's body is stronger than that of the ghost wolf.
Just swept out, and didn't speak.
The straight one is to kill Ji Hao.
This blow was extremely powerful, and the sharp blade in his hand seemed to be one with himself.
All around, there was a blazing Gang Qi that couldn't help but surge.
In his eyes, the color of cruelty surged from time to time.
However, at this time, Ji Hao was still indifferent.
Facing each other, a punch is thrown.
"Bang!"
The whole heaven and earth, the moment it touched his fist, it was as if it had turned into glass.
Inch by inch shattered.
A terrifying rift is revealed.
And the powerhouse of the Shadow Clan, who was in it, could not be spared, and his eyes suddenly showed a look of fear.
Before he could even scream, he turned into a pile of minced meat.
This scene was seen by everyone, but those people of the Shadow Clan did not dare to take a step forward.
Although they are cruel, they only treat others, and if it is their turn, they will still be afraid!
"Is there anyone else who comes out to die!"
Ji Hao asked coldly.
In the Shadow Clan's army, no one spoke.
Even the Prince of the Night chose to keep his mouth shut.
Ji Hao on the other side couldn't help but feel a sense of horror.
And everyone above the city had an extremely excited look in their eyes, they had been suppressed by these alien races for so long.
Today, someone has finally come forward, how can you not be happy.
"Bang!"
Seeing that no one was fighting, the next moment, Ji Hao slapped the crowd of the army with one palm.
This palm has the power to destroy the world.
The whole ground, in an instant, collapsed.
In the huge pit, wisps of blood oozed out, obviously the blood of those aliens who were shot to death by Ji Hao.
Just by this palm, several people were bombarded and killed.
The prince of the night who looked at it had his eyes cracked.
"Why, don't you like blood very much, if no one fights, I'll keep killing.
Let's see, there are a lot of you, or I'll kill it quickly!"
Nasen's cold voice came out, and compared to the prince of the night, I don't know how much more fierce it was.
He has killed all the way from a heavy heaven to the present, and I don't know how many people have died in his hands after experiencing many fierce battles.
He was even called the Void Tyrant for a time.
It can be seen that it is fierce.
This prince of the dark night, compared to the Lingfeng Divine Son, is indeed more ferocious.
But compared to Ji Hao, it is simply a small thing.
After all, it is in response to the old saying, the wicked have their own evildoers.
"Boom!"
As he spoke, he slapped his palm again.
The palm of his hand is several miles square, and the golden light is shining above.
It's like it's made of fine iron.
At the moment of shooting, blood splattered.
Blood and minced flesh splattered out at the same time, and the entire battlefield, in an instant, turned into a Shura hell.
"With this ability, you dare to cause trouble everywhere, are you disgusted!"
Ji Hao said here, with a smile on his face, but in the eyes of the Prince of the Night, it was extremely terrifying.
Looking at each other, it was like looking at a flood beast.
"Invite me to the Ghost Ancestor!"
The Prince of the Night, gritted his teeth, said.
This time, he took on the task of attacking the Seventh Heaven to prove his ability to everyone else.
As long as you rely on your own strength, you can completely take down these seven heavens.
His position will be further advanced, and he is likely to inherit the crown prince in the future.
Seeing that he was about to succeed, a Ji Hao appeared, disrupting his plan.
The Ghost Ancestor is the cultivator of the Saint Yae, and the King of the Shadow Clan, sent to protect the last barrier of the Night Prince.
If the other party makes a move, what is his own ability?
This is also the reason why he has been slow to let the other party make a move.
But now, there is no way, if you don't let him do it, I'm afraid I can only retreat.
The person in front of him, although he only had the sixfold cultivation of a saint, was really terrifying.
Except for the Saint Eightfold Strongman, there is no one in the army who can match it.
"Yes, Prince!"
After hearing the voice of the Prince of the Night, one of the generals behind him hurriedly spoke.
There was excitement in his eyes.
As long as the Ghost Ancestor is willing to make a move, no matter how strong the other party is, it is just a dead end.
Thinking of this, his figure flashed, and he disappeared in place.
Apparently someone was invited.
And Ji Hao, although he noticed all this, he didn't mean to stop it.
He wanted to see what kind of ability that ghost ancestor had.
And the general, a moment after leaving.
A strong aura spread in the army.
The next moment, an extremely thin old man, with a face covered with mottled scales and a hideous face, appeared on the battlefield.
looked at Ji Hao in the air, with wisps of cruelty in his eyes.
This person is none other than the powerhouse of the Saint Eightfold, the Ghost Ancestor.
"I've seen the ancestor!"
As soon as he appeared, the powerhouses of the Shadow Clan around him bowed down and bowed, even the Prince of the Night.
The saint Yae, no matter where he is placed, is an incredible powerhouse.
Even the prince is also saluting, unless his strength can match the saint Yae.
"You're welcome, it's really not as good as a generation now, it's really a shame that a six-fold little doll of a saint blocked the hundreds of millions of troops of my Shadow Clan!"
The Ghost Ancestor said in a snort, but it was the Prince of the Night below, and the others showed a hint of shame on their faces.
But I didn't know how to speak.
At this time, everyone in Xiayang City had a look of horror in their eyes.
The strong man of the saint Yae, the Shadow Clan actually dispatched such a strong man, how could they resist it.
(End of chapter)