The entire Xiqi was shrouded in white flags and cloth, and the city was wailing constantly, with everyone crying bitterly.
It turned out that Mrs. Taijiang, the great sage among women and the mother of Xibo Hou Jichang, died.
Guan Shuxian, the third son of the prisoner, had a dark face throughout the whole process, without showing even a trace of sadness.
Before Mrs. Taijiang died, she forced Guan Shuxian to swear a heavy oath not to harm Ji Fa, which made him feel like he was stuck in the throat.
As for that loser Ji Fa, Guan Shuxian felt even more disgusted.
Once Mrs. Taijiang dies, no one can control him.
Ji Fa hid in the crowd and was grieving. Several strong men came to take the third son's orders directly.
Only then did Ji Fa exclaim, he was already a useless person and his body was extremely weak. He was no match for these big men and he was cured in just a few strokes.
These big men were not polite. They held iron hooks and penetrated Ji Fa's collarbone directly, and then he was dragged away.
Ji Fa wailed in pain and shouted, "Ji Xian, don't forget your oath."
However, there was no response at all, and Ji Fa's news was completely blocked.
Guan Shuxian said bitterly, "Of course I won't take your life, but if you die in prison, you won't be able to blame me."
Uncle Guan's eyes flashed coldly, and then he went to greet the guests from afar.
Ji Changzheng's wife, Mrs. Taisi, who is far away in the country of Shen, is practicing and praying for blessings. She has been restless these days, and something big seems to have happened.
Since Boyi's death in Kao's death, Mrs. Taisi returned to her parents' home on the grounds of praying for blessings. He had long been resentful of his mother-in-law, Mrs. Taijiang, otherwise he would not have allowed his most valued eldest son, Boyi's death in Kao's death.
But the powerful Mrs. Taijiang could not tolerate her, so the defeated Mrs. Taisi had no choice but to return to her parents' home for refuge.
At this time, news came that Mrs. Taijiang was dead.
When Mrs. Taisi heard this, she immediately set off. She was going back to Xiqi.
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When Di Xin came down the mountain, he saw Wu Wenhua, covered in blood, half standing at the gate at the foot of the mountain. Beside him were a group of Lei Ze giants. All of these giants were injured. Some giants died, but more of them were injured.
It was burned by a kind of ghost fire.
The smell at the scene was even more unpleasant, the smell of burnt human flesh, the smell of filth, and the smell of blood mixed with it.
Opposite these giants are large and small ghost figurines. These ghost figurines have different shapes, and the paintings on their bodies highlight the wild beauty of the prehistoric times.
It's just that the real power of this ghost figurine is not its weird appearance, but that every time the giant strikes with a weapon, an even greater powerful effect will be reflected on him.
The large and small injuries on the giant's body were actually caused by this rebound.
What is even more frightening is that Wu Wenhua, the young master of the Leize Giant, used a plank of wood to attack a ghost figurine with pure physical force. It seemed that the upper limit of the ghost figurine had been reached, and the ghost figurine should have broken into pieces.
After the ghost figurines were shattered, a kind of mist emerged that acted on the soul. Wu Wenhua, who was harassed, went crazy and attacked the mist crazily.
When Wu Wenhua was exhausted, the mist suddenly exploded, and there were particles of various sizes. These particles adhered to Wu Wenhua's soul. The sudden explosion made him wail endlessly.
But fortunately, whether it was Wu Wenhua or the Leize giants, they were thick-skinned and thick-skinned, and they were able to block these ghostly warriors' secret skills and ghost figurines in a short period of time.
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"King!"
Wu Wenhua's voice was hoarse and he seemed very excited.
Di Xin didn't know how many Dali Pills Wu Wenhua needed for such a big body, so he threw a handful of them over and Wu Wenhua opened his mouth and swallowed them.
A magical scene appeared. Wu Wenhua's injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Di Xin was originally very happy.
But then Wu Wenhua might have had too much medicine. His eyes were bloodshot, his breathing was a little hot, and the skin on his body turned dark red.
"roar!"
Roaring like a wild beast, Wu Wenhua looked up to the sky and roared, and there were faint flashes of lightning and thunder on his dark red skin.
"Huh? Awakened?"
The giant leader of the Leize clan looked at the suddenly awakened Wu Wenhua in disbelief, his expression changing from shock, to disbelief, to excitement.
The Lei Ze clan originally had the blood of the Great God Lei Ze. The gatekeeper of Emperor Xin's Xuanji Yuheng was a complete Lei Ze. Although this Lei Ze clan had the blood of Lei Ze, he was more of a human race.
, there is an essential difference.
After awakening, Wu Wenhua was like a thundering giant, swinging the Pai Pa wood in his hand with great force, and because of the thunder and lightning on the Pa Pa wood, he looked extremely heroic.
Wu Wenhua swept past, and a sea of ghost figurines suddenly burst apart, followed by a large amount of fog pouring out, but the thunder and lightning on Wu Wenhua's body directly dispersed the fog.
Then Wu Culture was like a god of thunder and lightning, and a large number of ghost figurines were wiped out.
Di Xin's face was full of smiles, and the way Wu Wenhua went crazy looked like the legendary berserker.
Di Xin's eyes were fixed on the back, where the ghostly Rong people riding black horses and wearing ghost faces were moving in an orderly manner under the leadership of their ghost witches, as if they were going to do something.
"No! This is the magic circle of ghosts and gods!"
Unexpectedly, Di Xin sensed the power of ghosts and gods.
Immediately, the sacred beast Suzaku rose into the sky, carrying blazing fire, and directly impacted away.
In the magic circle of ghosts and gods, a black-armored warrior rose up from the magic circle, holding a scimitar, and slashed directly at Suzaku.
There seemed to be a strange aura on the scimitar, a cold aura that seemed to come from the depths of hell.
This black-armored warrior is the ghost and god worshiped by Guirong, and is also the totem of their faith.
Di Xin chuckled, quite disdainful of the black-armored warrior.
At this moment, the mythical beast Suzaku collided directly with the scimitar, and the sound of tearing was like water meeting boiling hot oil, and a thick fog suddenly appeared.
It was in this thick fog that Suzaku's figure flashed out, and a mouthful of Phoenix True Fire was sprayed out.
"roar!"
The true phoenix fire burned directly on the body of the ghostly black-armored warrior, and the sound of wailing suddenly resounded through the sky.
This was a howl from the soul, a throbbing pain that penetrated directly into the soul. This howl made the ghost army take several steps back, and the ghost witch kept using totem methods in the hope of having some effect on the ghosts and gods.
helped.
The true fire of the phoenix burned more and more intensely, and the ghost and black-armored warrior could not resist. He looked at the ghost witch who was using witchcraft, stretched out his sword, and the ghost witch's head flew away, and blood was like a pillar.
The ghost witch died suddenly, and from the blood, a soul was born.
The real goal of the black-armored warrior was not the head, but the soul of the ghost witch. The black-armored warrior opened his mouth and tore his soul into pieces.
The black-armored warrior, who seemed to have regained some strength and was still on fire, stamped his feet and fled into the magic circle without looking back.
As soon as the ghost army saw that the ghosts and gods were defeated and the ghost shaman died, all the birds and beasts immediately dispersed and fled in panic. Wu Wenhua used his weapons to kill many ghost soldiers.