The stars are shining.

The stars in the Southern Wilderness are as dense and heavy as mercury in the Central Land. Sitting in the open snow, Ji Hao could feel a trace of heavy and extremely pure star power constantly seeping into his body, and was quickly absorbed by the Purple Palace Golden Pill.

Yu Mu hummed an unknown folk song, ignited a bonfire with great enthusiasm, and set up his huge iron pot, which was steaming. The pot was still colorful soup, and thousands of snow-white centipedes about feet long in the soup were churning and lively.

One highly toxic herb was constantly thrown into the pot by Yu Mu. A rich, indescribable fresh and sweet smell with a stimulating fishy smell gradually floated out.

Feng Xing squatted on Xiaoxue bag more than ten meters away, humming a little tune, constantly playing with the longbow he had just seized, and occasionally carved a few small runes on the bow with a carving knife, stirring the longbow and constantly illuminating large pieces of light and shadow.

Ji Hao noticed that Feng Xing never got close to him. This guy was extremely wary. Except for Yu Mu, he never got close to Ji Hao, Taisi and Shaosi within ten feet. Even though he was concentrating on transforming the rune array on the longbow, he raised his head from time to time and looked around with caution, just like a groundhog that was venturing the wind.

However, Yu Mu expressed great enthusiasm for Ji Hao.

When he stretched out his right hand to Ji Hao and Ji Hao held his palm without any mind, Yu Mu showed great enthusiasm for Ji Hao.

An poisonous witch who is good at using voodoo and can instantly poison several great witches, ordinary people dare not approach him within a hundred feet, let alone have close contact with his body. Ji Hao's courage to hold Yu Mu's hand, which represents Ji Hao's trust in Yu Mu.

Ji Hao trusts Yu Mu, so Yu Mu will naturally give back with equivalent trust and enthusiasm.

The ghost fire was rippling on the snow, and dozens of animal bones made by witchcraft were thrown on the snow. The green witch fire, the size of a water tank, burned the beast bones and made the sound of the beast bones sound. The wind whistled by the snow, and the witch fires remained motionless. The green light shone the surrounding snow in gloomy.

Shao Si stood on the edge of Wu Yan's light, put his hands in his sleeves, slowly chewing a snowy angelica, while watching Tai Si dance with his hands and feet in the snow.

A quarter of an hour ago, Ji Hao helped Taisi build an altar with snow. Taisi took out some hideous and terrifying alien skulls and decorated them on the altar, turning the altar into a ghostly and extremely mysterious and terrifying.

During the day, Ji Hao grabbed the cork spirit puppet and frozen him with frost. At this moment, the power of the cork spirit puppet was taken off, and the soft and slim spirit puppet was placed in the middle of the altar. Several green witch flames, as small as spider silk, were constantly sweeping around the surface of the spirit puppet.

"He is a veteran, all his breath has been cleared."

"I didn't even leave a handprint, so don't talk about hair, hair or a drop of sweat."

"Well, beware of someone grabbing this spiritual puppet and cursing him with the traces left by the spiritual puppet? But it's useless to meet my Taisi. These inferior defense methods are useless at all! This spiritual puppet is the biggest trace!"

Taisi's eyes turned pale white, bulging from his sockets like frog's eyes. His lips turned into weird paint black, and it looked particularly hideous and terrifying when paired with his pale eyeballs.

He held a bone staff in his hand, and his whole body was trembling and jumping around the altar. He was chanting a spell in his mouth, and the green witch flame filaments slowly swept across the cork spirit puppet, and little by little aura continued to emerge from the body of the spirit puppet, condensed into a ball above it.

Soon Taisi was sweating all over. He was already terriblely thin and became more and more like a skeleton rack. When the wind and snow swept by, Taisi floated up like a hollow paper man, with a long grayish-white light floating around the altar strangely.

Feng Xing, Yu Mu looked up at Taisi at the same time. A hint of horror flashed in Yu Mu's eyes. Feng Xing stood up excitedly, threw the seized longbow into the snow, curiously circled a large arc, bypassed Ji Hao from a distance, approached the altar from another direction.

However, Feng Xing carefully maintained a distance of nearly a hundred feet from Taisi, and maintained a space of more than thirty feet from Shaosi.

"You can't run away, you can't run away... Mr. Taisi has caught you!"

Taisi screamed in a strange voice, his voice full of ghostly aura.

Suddenly, Taisi's black hair turned into a lifeless grayish white. His hands twisted and pointed to the sky. Blood vessels raised one by one under his skin, and the blood vessels expanded and contracted strangely. The color of the blood vessels turned into a miserable green color, and continued to emit a faint green light.

A faint aura was given above the cork spirit puppet. In the misty breath, a tall old man and several young men with strong faces could be seen. The old man was very strong, and the witch power emitted from his body was extremely powerful. Taisi still couldn't see his face clearly with the help of the altar power.

But the faces of several ingenious boys clearly appeared in this aura.

"Ji Hao, I caught them... Hehe, I want to kill us here on the excuse of Shao Si's life. You said..."

After a pause, Taisi laughed: "Well, you are afraid you will be ruthless, so I'll deal with it directly."

Before Ji Hao could speak, Taisi took a deep breath and the bone staff in his hand pierced the hazy light and shadow. Countless sharp ghost crying sounds came from Taisi's body, and black thin threads surged out from the bone staff, outlining several hideous ghost faces on the short bone staff.

With the 'hisper' sound, the ghosts and gods on the bone staff flew up slowly and flew into the bodies of the boys in the light and shadow.

The light and shadow quietly exploded, the altar melted silently, and a strange breath flew out of the altar and penetrated straight into Taisi's body. Taisi's gray-white long hair turned black, and his eyes returned to normal.

Amid the breath of "huh, huh, huh," Taisi knelt on the ground, with his hands on the snow. Ji Hao was surprised to find that he, who was originally skinny and bones, gradually became plump, with a trace of blood on his skin, and his whole body looked much better.

If Taisi could blow down a light breeze in the past, then now he would have to at least have a moderate wind to blow away.

What a strange method, a curious curse technique.

Yu Mu shouted happily: "It's over? Come and try it quickly when it's over. I'm going to collect these thousand,080 snow god centipedes, and it's useless to try it quickly!"

More than ten thousand miles away, in the witch palace, two young witches who were whispering together suddenly stiffened their bodies, and they suddenly turned into two mummies with no moisture at all, falling to the ground. (To be continued.)
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