"Run, run, run, run, hurry!"

Ji Hao and the others delayed in the rear for a long time, but soon they caught up with refugees from the Golden Wolf Tribe and the Green Wolf Tribe.

Dozens of warriors were carrying, carrying, or carrying the tribe members who were almost dead, and staggeringly running along the valley. But they were already at the end of their strength when they fled all the way. Not to mention those warriors in the small witch realm, even big witches like Wolfs, almost exhausted their physical strength.

Their escape was too slow, and the pursuers behind were getting closer and closer. Ji Hao had already heard the "clang" sound of the sword-edge spider's wrist foot hitting the ground.

"Run at full speed!" Ji Hao let out a long roar, and a faint purple-gold light flashed across his eyebrows. The purple palace golden elixir rotated rapidly, and the Dan Yuan magic power was instantly consumed by about 90%.

His hands formed an inner lion seal, and his mouth was spitting the word "Zhe". Ji Hao's eyes sprayed with divine light and glanced at the escaped soldiers quickly. The word "Zhe" was a magical power that controls the universe, controls himself and others.

A faint light gushed out of the ground, and a ray of breeze rushed up from the ground, wrapping the warriors led by Wolf. A trace of warm current penetrated into their bodies, and their heavy steps suddenly became light and quick. The weakest warriors in the Witch Realm took a slight step, and they could bring up several afterimages and run dozens of feet away.

One mile is a distance of 150 feet. Two to three steps are taken between one breath and one breath, and several miles are left behind.

Lang Jie was so excited that he roared to the sky, and inspiringly gestured to Ji Hao with admiration: "Little brother... you are really, really amazing."

Speaking of this, Lang Jie's face became extremely sad: "If our Golden Wolf tribe had such a powerful witch sacrifice as you, at least thousands of tribe members could escape. It would not be, not..."

Ji Hao ran to Lang Xi, took a deep breath, squirted out a smell with a rotten smell, and patted Lang Xi's shoulder hard: "I want to take revenge. Live! Be stronger and kill them all!"

Ji Hao's words are very simple, full of the most direct and frank outlook on life of the Southern Wilderness tribe.

If you kill my tribe, I will kill you to take revenge. If I can’t beat you, I will become stronger and I will kill you again. If I can’t kill you, then I will still have a son, grandson, great-grandson, and grandson, and my grandson will all have a fight with you!

The character of the warriors in the Southern Wilderness is so simple and rough, so once the Southern Wilderness tribes make a grudge, they will not be able to clear it from generation to generation. A tribe must be completely exterminated and its bloodline can cut off this grudge.

"I will survive well. Then kill them all!" Lang Jie gasped, gritted his teeth and looked at the black stone sword in Ji Hao's hand, and suddenly stretched out his hand to Shao Si: "Girl, you have two spears, lend me one!"

Shao Si glanced at Lang Jie, shook his hand and threw a steel spear to him.

Ji Hao smiled 'haha' and threw back the Wu Jing that Lang Xiang used to exchange meat for food. He patted Lang Xiang's shoulder hard, and Ji Hao lowered his voice: "Look at them. I always feel that they are a little weird."

Ji Hao once again took a deep look at the warriors from the Green Wolf tribe.

The naked eye cannot tell what their injuries were. From the outside, they were all seriously injured. However, under the cover of divine thoughts, the injuries of these warriors looked bloody and scary, but in fact they did not have much impact on their combat power.

"It's interesting. Is there a profession of 'human raping' these days?" Ji Hao shook his head and looked at the sword-head spider that was approaching quickly with more than 200 heads. His scalp was numb.

More than 200 sword-edge spiders with heads and bodies several meters long sprinted to come. Some of these sword-edge spiders had extremely long wrists and feet and ran very fast; some were covered with heavy armor, which obviously had strong defense; some had particularly plump abdominal cavity, and powerful witches continued to spread out from the abdominal cavity. Obviously, they had more powerful lethality.

In short, more than 200 sword-headed spiders have different shapes and their roles on the battlefield are also different.

What made Ji Hao feel furious was that when he looked back, at least fifty sword-edge spiders with particularly large abdominal cavity tied their wrists and feet to the ground, and their mouthparts suddenly opened, revealing triangular transistors, and all locked themselves.

Just now, the three sword-headed spiders used this kind of transistor to attack Ji Hao a little embarrassed.

Now fifty particularly added sword-edge spiders are attacking at the same time. Ji Hao thinks about the consequences and his face is a little blue.

"Damn it!" Ji Hao did not dare to neglect, so he waved two defensive witch talismans given by elders such as Wulongyao. The yellow jade talisman exploded, and suddenly dozens of stone walls about meter thick rose up in place, forming a powerful defensive barrier behind Ji Hao.

More than fifty fireballs the size of water tanks rushed over and hit the stone wall hard. With the loud noise, the stone walls shattered, and the collapsed stone walls quickly turned into yellow spots of light dissipated with the wind.

The raging fire swept across a hundred feet in a radius. This section of the valley was particularly narrow, and the fire quickly submerged the cliffs that were thousands of feet high on both sides.

With a few sounds of "dongdong", the mountains on both sides trembled violently, and then large and thick blood-colored rocks collapsed and smashed down like the sky collapsed. Ji Hao roared and fled quickly with the people. The largest cliff that fell from his head was hundreds of feet in radius and was more than thirty feet thick. It was not a comfortable thing to be hit by such a cliff.

Dozens of sword-edge spiders chased them too fast. As soon as the raging fire disappeared, they chased to the place where Ji Hao had just stood.

As a result, the cliff collapsed and a large number of stones fell down, smashing dozens of sword-edge spiders underneath. The rocks of Akasaka Mountain were particularly heavy and dense, and fell from a high altitude. The dozens of sword-edge spiders were immediately distorted and crooked. Large pieces of fire burst out from the rune array inside, and they lost their power and turned into a pile of scrap iron.

"Oh~ No! My money!" The young men of Yu clan who were chasing behind closed their faces and wailed.

They had divided the guards, soldiers and slaves left by Jufanluo and Di Lin, and each made a small profit. But dozens of sword-edge spiders were smashed into scrap iron, which was their private property!

"Don't attack randomly! Chase them, surround them, and chop them into pieces!" A Ga warrior waved two huge horned axes and shouted at the top of his lungs.

A young man from Yu clan opened his eyes, and a dark red light flashed, and the huge rocks that blocked the valley decayed and weathered. In just a few breaths, he turned into a pile of ashes and was blown away by the mountain wind.

The large group of people continued to move forward, following Ji Hao and others.
Chapter completed!