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One thousand and ninety-seven chapters ghost ancestor(1/2)

Ji Hao's voice was not high, but it made everyone present stunned.

The face of the Son of God Ling Feng was still unbelievable at first.

Then he turned into ecstasy. Ji Hao's strength was the best in the entire army, and the strength of the ghost wolf was so powerful.

Still, he was killed by the other party with one palm.

No one can match such combat power except for the eighth level of the saint.

But while being happy, more shocked.

When he first met Ji Hao, the opponent's strength was only the fourth level of a saint. Unexpectedly, he would not see him in a short time.

Not only has his realm improved to the sixth level of the saint, but he can also kill the seventh level of the saint in seconds. How can he not be shocked?

This combat power is too terrifying.

He couldn't believe what kind of scene would be like when the other party's strength reached the eighth level of the Saint.

But Ji Hao didn't want this.

He looked directly at the alien army, and after seeing that the other party was not moving, he shouted.

"Are you all so cowardly in the Shadow Clan?"

There is a bit of disdain in the voice.

Prince Youye's face changed.

In an instant, wisps of splendor appeared in his eyes.

The next moment, behind him was a general who flew out.

This person's aura was stronger than the ghost wolf just now.

I just flew out and didn't speak.

He killed Ji Hao directly.

This attack was extremely powerful, and the sharp blade in his hand seemed to be combined with him.

There is a blazing energy around the body that keeps surging.

In his eyes, a cruel look surged from time to time.

However, Ji Hao still had a calm expression at this time.

Facing the other party, he punched him out.

"Bang!"

The entire world, when it touched his fist, seemed to have turned into glass.

It broke into pieces inch by inch.

A terrifying crack appeared.

And the strong man from the Shadow Clan was even more unavoidable, and his eyes suddenly showed a look of fear.

Even the screams were too late to be heard, so they turned into a pile of minced meat.

Everyone saw this scene, but those people from the Shadow Clan dared not take a step forward.

Although they are cruel, they are just treating others. If it is their turn, they will still be afraid!

"Is there anyone else coming out to die?"

Ji Hao asked coldly.

But no one spoke in the Shadow Clan army.

Even Prince Youye chose to shut up.

Ji Hao on the opposite side made him feel a terrifying feeling.

But everyone above the city had an extremely excited look in their eyes. They were suppressed by these alien races for such a long time.

Today, someone finally made a comeback, so how could he not be happy?

"Bang!"

Seeing that no one went to fight, the next moment, Ji Hao slapped the army with one palm.

This palm has the power to destroy the world.

The entire ground collapsed in an instant.

Widths of blood oozed out from the huge pit, obviously the blood of the alien race who was beaten to death by Ji Hao.

But with this palm, several people were killed.

The Prince Youye was looking at him, his eyes were about to break.

"Why, don't you like blood very much? If no one goes to fight, I will keep killing you.

I want to see if you have too many people, I will kill you quickly!"

The cold voice came out, and it was much more fierce than Prince Youye who had just now.

He has fought from the first heaven to the present, and has experienced many fierce battles of killing, and many people have died at his hands.

He was even once called the Void Tyrant.

It can be seen that his ferocity is.

This Prince Youye is indeed more fierce than the Son of God Ling Feng.

But compared to Ji Hao, it is simply a slight witch.

In any case, it is an old saying that evil people will be beaten by evil people.

"boom!"

While speaking, another palm was slapped out.

His palms were several miles in size, and above them were golden.

It's like casting of fine iron.

The moment the photo was taken, blood rays splattered.

Blood and minced meat splattered out at the same time, and the entire battlefield turned into a Shura hell in an instant.

"With this little ability, you dare to cause trouble everywhere. Do you think you have a long life?"

Ji Hao said here, with a smile on his face, but in Prince Youye's eyes, it was extremely terrifying.

Looking at the other person is like watching a flood of beasts.

"Please invite the Ghost Ancestor to me!"

Prince Youye said, gritting his teeth.

This time, he took on the task of attacking the seventh level of heaven to prove his ability to the institute.

As long as you rely on your own strength, you will completely take down these seventh heavens.

His status will be further and he is likely to inherit the position of crown prince in the future.

Just as success was about to happen, Ji Hao appeared, disrupting his plan.

The Ghost Ancestor is the eighth level of the Saint and the King of the Shadow Clan. He was sent to protect Prince Youye.

If the other party takes action, why do you still talk about your own abilities?

This is also the reason why he has been reluctant to let the other party take action.

But now, there is nothing to do. If I don’t let him take action, I’m afraid I can only withdraw my troops.

Although the person in front of him only has the sixth level of the saint's cultivation, he is really terrifying.

Except for the powerful men in the eighth level of the Saint, no one in the army can match him.

"Yes, Prince!"

After hearing Prince Youye's voice, a general behind him quickly spoke.

An excitement appeared in his eyes.

As long as the Ghost Ancestor is willing to take action, no matter how strong the opponent is, it will be a dead end.

Thinking of this, my body flashed and disappeared from the spot.

Apparently someone was invited.

Although Ji Hao noticed all this, he had no intention of stopping it.

He wanted to see what kind of skills the Ghost Ancestor had.

And after that general left for a moment.

A powerful aura spreads through the army.

The next moment, an old man with extremely thin face covered with mottled scales and a ferocious face appeared on the battlefield.
To be continued...
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