On the golden bridge of heaven and earth, Ji Hao scolded him sternly.

Ten thousand arrows were shot at the same time, like locusts attacking from all directions, not only shooting at Ji Hao, but also shooting at Qing Fu and the Jinwu tribe behind her.

This time, except Qing Fu, the tribe members brought by Ji Hao were his younger brothers and sisters, as well as Ji Xia and Qing Fu's closest relatives, and were considered the tribe members with the closest relationship between the entire Jinwu tribe and Ji Hao.

These enemies who were ambushing in the mountains and forests actually counted all Ji Hao and his group into the target regardless of their nature. This undoubtedly made Ji Hao's reverse scale.

A sense of evil spirit rushed straight into the sky, and Pan Xi's divine mirror rushed out of his body. The ancient and heavy divine mirror trembled slightly, and a dark divine light hovered out, covering the entire golden bridge of heaven and earth.

Tens of thousands of arrows pierced the divine light emitted by Pan Xi's divine mirror with a harsh sound of breaking through the air. All the arrows disappeared at the same time. Then countless screams of shock and anger came from the mountains and forests.

Under the dozens of hills below, thousands of figures rushed into the sky in the dense jungle and stood in the air with their feet on the strong wind. They were wearing tight-fitting clothes unique to the Eastern Wilderness people, and there were faint blue wind shadows behind them, and the wings of the divine birds, such as big rocs, golden eagles, cranes, and green birds, were constantly shaking.

Qing Fu raised his eyebrows and whispered: "Dongyi people? Hao, why did you provoke them?"

Ji Hao snorted coldly, and he looked at the Dongyi archers with a somewhat embarrassed expression and said coldly: "Em, it's not that I provoked them, it's that they have been pestering me... They really regard me as a soft persimmon that is easy to bully."

Qing Fu nodded slowly, and her hands were hanging down, and a trace of extremely thin powder in her sleeve kept falling from the gaps of her fingers. As soon as the powder and air came into contact with each other, they immediately turned into wisps of invisible and colorless smoke and spread out in all directions.

Among the four wilderness continents in Pangu, only the southern wilderness continent has a high temperature and humid climate, and various strange poisonous insects are often breeding in the primitive jungle. Therefore, the ability of the Southern wilderness witch doctor to cure diseases and save people is only ordinary. If you want to play with voodoo, you will have your life. However, it is the top existence in the four wilderness continents.

Qing Fu inherited the unfathomable witchcraft of the Southern Wilderness witchcraft, and the voodoo she used all came from various rare poisonous insects in the Southern Wilderness.

Especially after the Jinwu tribe relied on the Zhurong God Clan and became the direct tribe of Zhurong Tonggong, the resources of the Zhurong God Clan were open to supply to the Jinwu tribe. Qing Fu obtained more materials extracted from top-level rare poisonous insects, and her witch power cultivation did not greatly improve, but her voodoo technique had reached an extremely terrifying level.

Thousands of Dongyi archers were floating in the air, staring at Ji Hao with cold eyes.

Ji Hao's eyes turned and he stared at them coldly and ruthlessly. This place is not far from Yaoshan Leader. If a Witch King-level master sprints at full speed, he can rush to the city of Yaoshan in at most half an hour.

At such a close distance, so many elite Dongyi gathered here secretly, so there must be ghosts here.

There are more than 3,000 Dongyi archers floating in the air, including nearly 100 Witch Emperor level existences, nearly 100 Witch King level experts, and the remaining more than 2,000 are all at the peak of the Great Witch.

They were all wearing Dongyi's special feather suits, so although they were at the peak of the Great Witch's strength, they could still fly in the air with the power of the feather suits.

After a few breaths, more than 7,000 Dongyi archers rose from the jungle below. These Dongyi archers were much weaker than the first wave of people. Most of them were ordinary witches.

They were also wearing feathered clothes, flying in the air, floating in the wind in the air, confronting Ji Hao from afar.

Their auras were quite messy, and many of them were covered in blood. It was obvious that the Panxi Divine Mirror had just bounced back tens of thousands of arrows. The more than 7,000 great witches were unable to avoid the arrows they shot and were injured by the rebounding arrows.

"What are you doing here?" Ji Hao put his hands behind his back, and the Nine Yang Wugu Clothes emitted a fierce light, except for his face. His whole body was a ball of flames and a ball of light, and he couldn't see his body clearly.

The high temperature spread in all directions. Qingfu and other Jinwu tribe members only felt warm all over their bodies, but the Dongyi archers felt like they were burned by fire. The feathered clothes on their bodies kept emitting a faint burnt smell, and some people even had their skin cracked and their blisters oozed out.

This is the power of the Nine Yang Wudi Clothes. Ji Hao just slightly activated the internal sun ban, and the high temperature burned people, making most of the Dongyi archers unable to bear the power.

The Dongyi archers' formation began to shake. An old man from Dongyi, with white hair and straight body, shouted loudly: "Let's go and kill this beast! Everyone can kill Yao Bo here, and they all have great achievements! After returning, Prince Yi will definitely be rewarded!"

Is it God Yi again?

Ji Hao's expression turned cold. What did God Yi do if he had tens of thousands of people lurking beside his territory for no reason?

What conspiracy does he have to do?

Still loving the divine bow in the hand of God Yi?

Ji Hao, with a gloomy expression, looked at these Dongyi archers. No matter what God Yi wanted to do, since he was here, don’t think about going back.

In the witch cave in the body, more than a thousand golden light spots are slowly and steadily increasing. The Sun Taoist seed is suspended in the soul space and shines brightly. The huge and vast pure Yang magic power surges, like a hundred dragons flying in and out of the Taoist seed.

Tens of thousands of Dongyi archers pulled the longbow in their hands at the same time. This time, all of them targeted Ji Hao.

They prepared tens of thousands of people to join forces to kill Ji Hao with the strongest attack. As for Qing Fu and the tribesmen behind her, they did not take it in their eyes.

The bow string was slightly shaken, and when tens of thousands of arrows were about to shoot out, Ji Hao pulled out the Nine Yang Demon Sword.

Stepping on the Big Dipper Seven Star Step, Ji Hao waved the Nine Yang Demon Sword with both hands, and slowly used the first sword technique taught by Taoist Yu Yu.

A sword slashed across the void, and a golden light flashed on the sword edge, and an arc-shaped sword light flew out. As soon as the sword edge flew out, under the control of Ji Hao's huge soul, the sword light disintegrated into tens of thousands of golden cold lights the size of a thumb.

The golden cold lights brought out graceful arcs, searching for gaps and striking the void, breaking the fatal loopholes in the Dongyi archers.

The sword technique taught by Taoist Yu Yu penetrated the void and reversed time. When this sword was fired, the sword light had already caught up with the passing years. A sword that was too fast to describe, a sword that even time could not escape.

Starting from the old man with gray hair, tens of thousands of Dongyi archers were spewing out a blood arrow between their eyebrows. Their souls were directly burned to ashes by the sun's essence fire. Tens of thousands of people's bodies shook for a moment. No matter the Witch Emperor, the Witch King, or the Great Witch, they all fell like rain and fell into the jungle.
Chapter completed!