"Dragon tendons, dragon blood, dragon liver, and gentian are all great tonics!"

The body of Yunmeng Dragon King fell to the water surface, splashing huge waves up to hundreds of feet high. He showed his true form, which was a giant dragon about a thousand feet long and full of silver scales.

Yu Mu muttered the most delicious and largest supplementary objects on the dragon, and rushed to the Yunmeng Dragon King, took out a big iron pot and came to the wound on his neck.

Large swells of dragon blood kept flowing into the big iron pot, and the bright red dragon blood emitted a strange and strong fragrance. Yu Mu smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed, and he was so happy that he shook his head.

Several dragon demons who were loyal to the Yunmeng Dragon King roared angrily, and the clouds rolled up a large piece of water vapor and rushed towards Yu Mu. They could not bear the death of their Dragon King and were even taken to the soup pot.

Several golden streams of light came from the slanting thorns, and Feng Xing silently fired hidden arrows in the distance. All the dragon monsters were arrowed in the necks, and the arrows exploded, shattering their necks.

These dragon monsters also showed their true form, all of which were single-horned dragons about a hundred feet long, with rolling blood constantly spraying out. The vast white water around them was driven by the strange power in the dragon's blood, and countless tiny fish scale ripples faintly appeared.

Shaosi and Taisi had built an altar. Taisi put the seven arrows on the altar, looked at the treasure tree with white eyes, and Baoyin muttered in a low voice. The boiling dragon blood on the water in the distance suddenly rose into the air, turning into blood flows and injected into the altar.

Silently, the corpses of several dragons also instantly dried up and turned into strands of flying ashes.

The seven nail-headed arrows on the altar emitted a faint luster. Taisi danced around the altar with his hands and feet, and murmured and recited mantras that only he and some strange beings could understand.

Ji Hao was floating in the air, holding the Nine Yang Demon Sword in his hand, looking at the treasure tree, and Baoyin sneered repeatedly.

The two unlucky guys were obviously not valued under Mu Dao Ren and Hua Dao Ren. They only had a healing pill on their bodies. After the pill was broken by Feng Xing's arrow, they could not take out the second healing pill for life.

The wound was bleeding. The two had already used spells to treat the wound quickly, but they waved the Vajra Pestle and the Nine-Level Pagoda to smash Ji Hao's head. They tore the wound with excessive force again, and blood flowed out again.

The sound of "Dangdang" hitting endlessly. The death of the Dragon King Yunmeng Dragon King was obviously a great stimulation. The two of them roared angrily, not caring about the bleeding wound again, and waved their weapons to hit Ji Hao in a mess.

The Nine Yang Demon Sword easily blocked left and right. The sword technique taught by Taoist Yu Yu can attack or defend. The attack moves like thunder and moves above the nine heavens. The defense is like chaos and is not airtight. Let the treasure tree be with the sound of Baoyin screaming. The weapons in their hands hit the Nine Yang Demon Sword again and again, and they can't touch Ji Hao's body at all.

The Vajra Pestle and the Nine-Level Pagoda were both made of hardware elites. They blessed thousands of Taoist Taoists and the secret magic weapon prohibitions passed down by Taoist Taoists. They were as light as goose feathers in their hands, and as heavy as mountains when they hit their bodies. Thunder and fiery fires spewed out to hurt people. They were really powerful treasures of acquired nature.

However, although these two treasures are powerful, they are only made by acquired artificially. Moreover, the treasure tree and Baoyin are not valued by the masters. The people who took action to cast these two weapons for them are probably ordinary people under the Mu Dao Ren and Hua Dao Ren. These two treasures are good, but they are just ordinary.

After dozens of impacts, the first was the buzzing sound of the Vajra Pestle in Baoshu's hand. The Vajra Pestle could not bear the sharpness of the Nine Yang Demon Sword. Dozens of half a foot-long cracks were cracked on the body of the treasure pestle. With the bombardment of the treasure pestle, the cracks became longer and longer, and finally several cracks gathered together. The six-foot-long Vajra Pestle exploded.

A ball of thunder fire spurted out from the treasure pestle, and countless hardware fragments exploded. Baoshu caught him off guard and was covered in his face by the hardware fragments.

With a tragic howl, Baoshu's blood flowed backwards quickly. The two eyeballs were smashed to pieces, and blood kept flowing out of the deep-sinking eye sockets. Two red lines on his brows suddenly opened, and a pair of eyes that seemed a little underdeveloped turned around and spewed out two fierce lights and stared at Ji Hao fiercely.

"My baby!" Baoshu felt heartbroken and his face twisted, yelling at Ji Hao. He didn't care about his face that had been blown to pieces. He almost fainted when he was holding the handle of the Vajra Pestle.

"Fellow Taoist Baoshu, I didn't attack you!" Ji Hao smiled coldly: "Can you hit me? Your weapon will not be damaged. Can you even put the blame on me?"

Before he finished speaking, Ji Hao's right hand tilted, and the sword edge of the Nine Yang Demon Sword tilted upwards. Baoyin roared, holding the Nine-level Pagoda in both hands and smashed it down hard. He was about to die and just met the sword edge.

With a "puff" sound, it was like cutting a carrot with a sharp knife. A crack on the same scarred Nine-Level Pagoda was slashed into two pieces by his sword.

"My baby!" Baoyin dragged his voice and screamed. The ban in the Nine-Level Pagoda exploded. A ball of thunder and fire broke out. Countless metal fragments splashed on him, causing his body protection robes to shatter inch by inch. Two pieces as sharp as awls penetrated his body and flew out from behind him.

"Your body refining skills are not enough!" Ji Hao looked at the Baotou Tree, which was blown to the point of blood and whimpering, and Baoyin smiled with full malicious intentions: "Look, I'm not doing anything at all, why are you so hurt? No wonder I'm not so bad!"

Nine Yang Wudi Clothes emitted nine balls of scorching sun, hovering around Ji Hao, and all the metal fragments were burned into blue smoke before they even got close to his body.

Baoshu, Baoyin looked at Ji Hao's brilliant Nine Yang Wudi Clothes, and listened to Ji Hao's almost shameless words. The two of them were so angry that they opened their mouths and vomited blood.

"You, you, okay, Yaobo Jihao, you, you, today's hatred, we will go in the future." Baoshu pointed at Jihao, wanted to leave a scene and leave.

But the two men's bodies shook at the same time, and a shadow of arrow flashed across their bodies. A terrible breath of death enveloped their bodies, holding their souls and pulling them gently. Their aura suddenly broke off, and their souls suddenly turned into nothing. Then their bodies collapsed and collapsed bit by bit like sandstone sculptures baptized by countless years.

Ji Hao was shocked to see that there was no blood in their skin, and the two living people were left with a layer of shriveled skin outside.

He couldn't help but look at Taisi in horror. This guy's magic trick became more and more mysterious and vicious.

Shaking his head, Ji Hao pointed to the navy army in Yunmeng Lake below: "Come on, break up all the water monsters and send them to the death camp to fight and serve!" (To be continued.)
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