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Chapter five hundred and fiftieth tit for tat

On the way back to Puyang, Zhuronglong and several great witch emperors were extremely respectful to Ji Hao. ←,.

Originally, they were just polite to Ji Hao because Zhurong gave them to Ji Hao as a feather. Because of Zhurong's orders, they were polite to Ji Hao. Although they were willing to obey Ji Hao's orders, it was all because of Zhurong's orders, and even because Manman was destined to marry Ji Hao in the future.

However, the four great witch emperors joined forces and were knocked apart by Ji Hao, a young man who had just broken through to the Witch King realm. Even the top sect craftsmen of Zhurong God Clan on their bodies spent thousands of years of hard work and the divine armor that had been tempered in the flames of the earth's center was torn apart with one punch, which made them completely convinced.

He had such strength just now that he broke through the Witch King. When Ji Hao broke through to become the Witch Emperor, wouldn’t he be able to bear the Witch God?

Therefore, Zhu Ronglong and his fellow attitude towards Ji Hao had a subversive change. The original politeness turned into respect and obedience from the heart. When they followed Ji Hao, they were like they were following Zhu Rong before, with every move cautiously, and every move was extremely cautious.

Ji Hao was surprised at this, and suddenly felt that he had to beat the four Zhulongyan brothers too?

Returning to Puyang and living in Qiongxue Palace, Ji Hao was exposed to the sun every day, silently absorbing the power of the sun star to temper himself, and his Taoist magic power and physical strength were growing at an astonishing speed.

The sun stars shine in the sky, with a ray of light and a strong and mellow star power. None of the stars in the sky can be compared with the sun stars.

When other witch kings practice, they have to work hard every night to continuously extract the star power of their natal witch stars from the star power of billions of stars, and then purify them before integrating them into themselves. However, Ji Hao floats over the clouds every day, and absorbs the sun's star power for an hour at the best time at noon, and the gains are comparable to those of ordinary witch kings for several months of hard work.

The sun's star power at noon is the purest, purest, most intense and mellow time, without any impurities, and does not require Ji Hao to refine it. The strength will improve by leaps and bounds directly into the star power of the natal star.

What made Ji Hao even more surprised was that the nine groups of five-colored divine flames in his lower abdomen had now become faintly integrated. In the five-colored divine flame, something seemed to be slowly awakening. Every day, this thing would swallow a trace of Ji Hao's essence and blood. So Ji Hao and him gradually developed a subtle connection.

What surprised Ji Hao was that now he took a lot of flesh and blood of ferocious birds and beasts every day, and even swallowed a lot of rare spiritual medicines. These flesh and spiritual medicines were swallowed by mysterious objects in the colorful divine flame, and then fed back to Ji Hao. It was actually the pure and blazing sun essence fire!

This mysterious thing can actually transform acquired objects into the power of the innate sun. This is the power of creation that reverses the universe. Ji Hao was a little uneasy. What level of treasure does this have such a heaven-defying effect?

He asked about the phantom in the soul space, but the phantom did not respond to him in a single word.

Helplessly, Ji Hao could only keep the secret tightly, absorbed the power of the sun every day, silently consolidated the foundation, and silently improved his strength.

After a few days of rest in Qiongxue Palace, a melodious bell sound came from the direction of Emperor Shun's Political Consultation Hall. The bell sounded throughout Puyang, and the huge Puyang suddenly became riot. The ceremonial guards of the brigade continued to travel from palaces, pavilions, gardens and houses everywhere.

Ji Hao sat on the chariot given by Zhurong, twelve fire dragons pulled the cart, and the eight witch emperors ruled hundreds of personal guards to accompany him. The group of people slowed down and headed towards the direction of the Political Consultative Hall. Ji Xia and a group of people from the Jinwu tribe were also mixed in the queue, looking around curiously.

Along the way, you can see countless brightly-clad guards of honor, just like a tide, and they all walk to the Political Consultative Hall.

Bohou from all tribes in the Central Land world got off the bus outside the main entrance of the hall and greeted each other with laughter. Today is not only the day of the pilgrimage once every ten years, but also the last day of the year. After tomorrow, it is the new year. The familiar Bohou blessed each other with the New Year. The people in the square in front of the hall were surging, and noisy voices were everywhere.

In the crowd, Ji Xia's voice was the loudest. He stood with a few friends, showing off proudly: "My Ji Hao is now the Witch King. Such a young Witch King is the first among our young people in the Southern Wilderness."

Countless uncles around looked at Ji Hao curiously.

Sure enough, Ji Hao's aura became particularly heavy and powerful, much stronger than when he saw him a few days ago. Moreover, his figure has grown more than two inches taller, so he naturally brought a hint of fierce momentum when walking.

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The Witch King, who was less than 20 years old, silently muttered Ji Hao's name in his heart for a while.

For large tribes like Lieshan and Huaxu, it is not uncommon for witch kings under 20 years old, and there are also witch emperors in their thirties, but they are all accumulated with resources. Everyone knows Ji Hao's situation. He was born in a small tribe like the Jinwu tribe, and when he came to Puyang, he was a mere witch. In just a few years, he relied entirely on his own strength to break through the Witch King realm!

This talent and strength may be even better than the geniuses of the "Emperor's Son" level of those top tribes.

The crowd suddenly parted left and right, and Gonggong Wuyou played with a flute made of black bamboo and walked towards Ji Hao with a smile. Wuzhiqi and several other men in black robes followed Gonggong Wuyou, staring at Ji Hao up and down with bright eyes.

"Congratulations to Yao Bo, Congratulations to Xi Yao Bo, he has successfully broken through to become the Witch King?" Gonggong Wuyou walked to Ji Hao and smiled frivolously: "I don't know which witch star of Yao Bo is? Yao Bo was born in the Southern Wilderness, and the natal witch star he chose must be the Fire Star... Is it the Fire Rat Star? Fire Bird Star? Or Fire Snake Star?"

The fires that Gonggong Wuyou mentioned belong to the stars are recorded by the human race. The weakest fires in the void are among the stars with names and surnames. Just by looking at the names of the human race, you can know the background of these stars.

Ji Hao held his hands behind his back, looked at Gonggong Wuyou with a smile, and said slowly: "Are you my son?"

Gonggong Wuyou's face suddenly froze. He pointed at Ji Hao and shouted, "Yaobo Ji Hao, do you dare to insult me?"

Ji Hao looked at Gonggong Wuyou coldly and said coldly: "Since it's not my son, which one of my natal witch stars is all about you?"

Bo Hou was silent all around him, and Ji Hao was so fierce that he faced Gonggong Wuyou. It seemed that both of them were really going to die!

A crisp applause came, and Zhu Rong Tianming led a large group of followers to come across the crowd.

With a malicious smile, Zhu Rong Tianming giggled and said, "Bo Yao, who knows? Maybe he is really your son!"

Bo Hou was moved around, the fire god in the south and water gods in the north and water gods in the north and the two major gods were forced to take it? (To be continued.)
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