‘Yu Hu~’!

The hazy flames burned silently, and a pair of flames condensed, and the wings that were about meter wide were swaying gently behind them. Ji Hao brought dozens of afterimages, turning over the dense branches lightly, as fast as the wind flowed towards the green shadows several miles away.

Qingying's face was stiff, holding a long bow in her hand, the bowstrings fluttered and let out a long whisper. Large rain of arrows brought countless straight lines and arcs, shooting from Ji Hao from all directions.

Ji Hao laughed loudly, and the strong wind blew in front of him, and the hazy fire on his body disappeared without a trace. He felt like he had turned into a fish, swimming in the water without any resistance. No matter how fast he was, the air was no longer an obstacle for him.

Arrows with arrows with broken arrows were almost wiped across their bodies, and the arrow feathers rubbed against their bodies, making a rustling sound. Ji Hao smiled and avoided more than 200 arrows shot from the rise and fall, and approached Qingying more than a mile.

At speed, Ji Hao fully activated the power of the Golden Crow bloodline, and dozens of Golden Crow veins burned wildly. He obtained three kinds of talented magical powers at the same time.

One of them is the "Flowing Light Fire Wing" he is using. Originally, Ji Hao's speed was extraordinary. After using the Flowing Light Fire Wing, his running speed increased by nearly ten times out of thin air. He was like a ghost, and the arrows that Qingying shot out at his best were only barely a little faster than him.

Another type is the "Golden Crow Divine Eyes". The ancient three-legged golden crow is the elves of heaven and earth condensed by the sun's essence. They are suspended in the nine heavens, like the sun shining in the sky, covering the sun, and everything is in sight. Even a mustard seed, a thread of dust cannot hide the eyes of the golden crow.

The golden crow divine eyes can see the nine heavens, the nine ghosts, break the evil cave, and the power is great and there are endless magical changes. In the past thousand years, several genius warriors in the Fire Crow tribe have obtained the inheritance of the Flowing Fire Wings, but the golden crow divine eyes has become a masterpiece for thousands of years. Only Ji Hao has obtained this inheritance of the talented magical powers for thousands of years.

The fire flashed in the golden red eyes. Ji Hao clearly grasped the trajectory of every ray of wind within a radius of twenty miles, and clearly saw the trajectory of every arrow that Qingxiang projected, and the importance of each arrow.

The flowing fire wings shook slightly, and the trajectory of all arrows was familiar with the heart. Ji Hao easily avoided all the attacking arrows and pressed forward again.

Qingying shouted in anger: "Hao, don't blame my uncle for being too ruthless! I am the most handsome archer in the Qingyi tribe and the youngest witch. I can't lose to you as a baby!"

He screamed, Qingying's body was surrounded by a turbulent breeze. He grabbed three arrows and buckled them on the bowstring. His eyes slightly swept Ji Hao, and the three arrows broke through the air and disappeared at the same time.

This attack of Qingying used the secret magic of Qingyi tribe. The three arrows disappeared without a trace. Only the high-pitched and sharp sound of breaking through the air came from the air, like a wind dragon roaring in the wind.

Others couldn't see where the arrow came from, but Ji Hao's eyes flashed. He clearly saw three arrows wrapped in a blue storm that was dozens of feet long, like three monster pythons shaking their heads and tails strangling towards him.

The wings of the flowing light shook with all their might, and Ji Hao's body suddenly disappeared, leaving only a faint afterimage at the top of the treetops. The next moment, Ji Hao crossed two miles, avoided the three arrows and broke through to a place less than a hundred feet in front of Qingying.

"Uncle, take me a kick!" Ji Hao opened his mouth, and a golden red flame that had been brewing in his chest for a long time turned into a fire dragon and squirted out. The fire dragon, as far as the size of the fist, turned into a fire light dozens of feet in a radius, pressing down on Qingying.

Qingying screamed in fear, grabbed the longbow and jumped out of the land with briskness like a monkey.

The flames that Ji Hao sprayed out fell soundly on the hill where Qingying was standing just now. The hill that was more than a hundred feet high suddenly turned into large pieces of blue smoke and drifted away. Some mountain rocks with particularly exquisite textures were melted by high temperatures and turned into red magma and flowed everywhere.

This is the third kind of natural magical power of the Golden Crow clan obtained by Ji Hao. A ball of natal true fire nourished by the essence of the whole body turned into a fire dragon and sprayed out in a short period of time. Its lethality is almost as powerful as the flame power generated by the Fire Crow Tribe's great witch with all his strength to activate the power of the bloodline.

With Ji Hao's current strength, he has no strength after one attack. This move of "Golden Crow Breath" is obviously not used for daily combat, but it is used to save his life and raids, which is the most powerful trump card. Who can imagine that a young man who has just broken through to the small witch realm can instantly burst out with a blow comparable to a big witch?

Qingying stood on a big tree from afar, staring at the hill that had been turned into vanishment in amazement.

"Monster...monster! Ji Xia is a big monster. Hao, you, you are even more weirder than your dad!"

Qingying was very shocked and roared to the sky: "I am Qingying, the most handsome archer of the Qingyi tribe, and the youngest witch in the history of the Qingyi tribe! Ah, Hao, I won't be hunting with you. Within half a month, if I can't break through the Great Witch Realm, I will chop down my head and swallow it!"

He jumped in anger for a while, and Qingying dragged the longbow and rushed towards Lengxi Valley.

Obviously, he was hit hard by Ji Hao's demonic performance and would not come out to see people without breaking through the Great Witch Realm. Anyway, he only had one breath left before opening the first witch cave. He was patiently in seclusion for a few days, and it was natural to break through.

Ji Hao laughed loudly with his hands in his chest, and he could hit the beautiful and narcissistic uncle hard, which was also very pleasing to the eye.

After a few long laughs, Ji Hao greeted the Crow Gong who was hovering in the sky above his head, put away his wings of light and fire, stepped on the branches of ancient trees in the dense forest, and quickly rushed to the jungle in the north.

The Bu Tian Wulu Art requires devouring a large amount of prey. Just after breaking through to the small witch realm, Ji Hao needs huge power to fill his empty body.

There are too many people in Lengxi Valley, and Ji Xia is so busy that she can't land every day. Ji Hao is unwilling to bother the tribe. Now the prey he needs can only rely on himself to hunt.

He swept across the treetops like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he left Lengxi Valley nearly a hundred miles.

Ji Hao twitched his nose gently, formed magic seals with his hands, and carefully distinguished the breath left by the powerful beasts in the air. The prey in the Witch Man Realm no longer means much to him. Now at least the prey in the Small Witch Realm can quickly improve Ji Hao's strength.

A soft sound of "hissing" came, and three black sword-edge spiders rushed out of the dense forest.

A dozen men with weird spots on their skin were less than five feet short, with strange spots on their skin. A hideous and ugly man rode on the sword-edge spider. When they saw Ji Hao standing at the top of the tree, they immediately pulled out weapons that looked like crossbows and pointed them at him.

With a few crisp sounds of 'bang', dozens of fists-sized metal projectiles shot up and hit Ji Hao's vital body.

Ji Hao looked at these strange-looking guys in surprise, suddenly jumped off the branch, landed quickly on the ground, drew out his sword and rushed towards them at full speed.

The six-foot long sword taken from the hand of the great witch of the Black Snake tribe brought a cold light, and the sword light flashed, and the three sword-edge spiders broke at the same time.

The blood flashed, and five weird men bleeded all over their bodies and rolled out.

"Escape quickly, hurry!"

The remaining strange men screamed and rushed into the dense forest with their heads in their arms.

Behind Ji Hao, dozens of metal projectiles hit the big tree. With the loud noise, the big tree that several people hugged was pierced by the projectiles. The projectiles exploded, and countless thorns tore the trunk into countless palm-sized pieces and sprinkled them down one after another.
Chapter completed!