Jinwuling, the ancestral temple of Jinwubu, there is a sacrificial witch fire together.
This time, Ji Hao, like other witch priests and elders with sufficient status, stood in front of the entrance of the ancestral temple, looking down on the sacrifices that were slaughtered one by one without saying a word, like pigs and dogs.
One hundred thousand elite clansmen from the Black Water Xuansnake Clan, including three hundred big witches, six thousand small witches, and the rest are all more than seventy percent of the elite warriors in the witch realm.
Without resisting, they were dragged to the ancestral temple one by one, and let the warriors of the Golden Crow cut off their heads.
Ji Kui stood in front of the ancestral temple with a smile, a clear golden crow totem behind him spewed flames, and the essence blood spurted out of the body of the beheaded sacrifice was all swallowed by this golden crow totem.
This is the grandest blood sacrifice in the Golden Crow Department for thousands of years, and it is much grander than the last blood sacrifice held by Ji Hao privately.
There is a hot wind constantly spewing out from the entrance of the ancestral temple excavated on the mountain cliff, and deep into the ancestral temple of the mountain cliff, you can hear the sharp chirping of countless ancestral spirits.
The red flames flickered rapidly in the ancestral temple, and the ancestral spirits could not wait to enjoy the rich sacrifices from their mortal enemies.
The three powerful old witch priests of the Black Water Snake Department were pulled up, and Ji Xia personally took the knife, brutally kicking and shattering their knees, forcing them to kneel down facing the ancestral temple of the Golden Crow Tribe.
The three old witch priests did not resist at all and let Ji Xia do it, but when Ji Xia raised the stone knife used for the sacrifice and was about to cut their necks, they screamed at the same time: "One day, our warriors of the Black Water Snake Department will use your blood and soul to wash away our shame today."
In the Southern Wilderness, as a sacrifice for the sins of the defeated tribes, the three old witch sacrifices were very conscious and did not resist, but this did not prevent them from issuing a curse before dying In Ji Hao's opinion, this is a kind of boring behavior that I can't beat you, but I can at least disgust you.
Therefore, Ji Hao clasped his hands in front of his chest, took two steps forward lazily, and sneered at the three old witch priests: "You warriors of the Black Water Xuan Snake Department are like those three thousand incompetent wastes.
A warrior who was easily killed by me alone?"
Raising a finger, Ji Hao smiled at the Jin Wubu warriors who were standing in front of the ancestral temple, their faces were flushed, and they were snorting and wheezing: "I can kill you three thousand by myself."
We have so many warriors in the Golden Crow now, do you still have hope?"
The three old witches raised their heads in despair and looked at the sky silently.
"A hundred years later, when your Black Water Snake Tribe, once again stepped out of the territory of the Ahuizotl Tribe, and invaded the territory of our Golden Crow Tribe. that is, when your people are destroyed.
Ji Hao looked at the three old men and shouted: "Swear to the ancestral spirits of the Golden Crow, if you dare to appear again, I will definitely destroy your entire clan by any means."
In the Southern Wilderness, benevolence, righteousness and morality have no effect, and if you want to survive, you must destroy all enemies.
In this regard, Ji Hao has the most profound understanding The golden crow totem suspended behind Ji Kui hissed in the sky, and there was a long howl of countless ancestral spirits in the ancestral temple, and waves of crazy heat surged between heaven and earth, 100,000 high-quality sacrifices.
It brought the sleeping ancestral spirit in the ancestral temple to the incomparable power.
The Golden Crow Totem lowered his head, his big mouth opened, and a golden-red firelight shot out and sank into Ji Hao's body.
Ji Kui laughed loudly and roared at all the clansmen: "Clansmen, look at Ji Hao, he defeated three thousand warriors of the same age by himself, and made great contributions to our Jinwu Tribe, so the ancestral spirit is happy, he has received the gift of the ancestral spirit."
The hundreds of thousands of Golden Crow warriors present raised their weapons at the same time.
Yang Tian roared loudly, everyone's eyes were red with excitement, and under the stimulation of the unique bloodline aura emanating from the Golden Crow Totem, many of the warriors of the Golden Crow fell into some kind of strange frenzy.
The body began to expand rapidly.
Ji Hao was wrapped in that golden-red light, and his body flew up, suspended in the air several feet above the ground.
The strong heat continued to pour into his body, and more than two hundred meridians belonging to the inheritance of the Golden Crow's power in Ji Hao's body lit up one after another, and these meridians quickly became strong and tough, and the veins continued to expand one after another.
It became more spacious, and the magic power in the veins quickly filled, and the witch holes began to heat and swell.
In just a dozen breaths, Ji Hao's meridians were filled with golden-red fiery magic power, and they could no longer hold even a drop of excess magic power.
According to the standards of the Southern Wilderness, Ji Hao has reached the peak of the small witch realm, as long as all the magic power is gathered, injected into a witch hole, forcibly broken the witch hole, and all the magic power is filled into the witch hole, this can break through to become a big witch.
But the Golden Crow Totem still continues to inject majestic magic power into Ji Hao's body, obviously, the ancestral spirits of the Golden Crow Department are very satisfied with Ji Hao's achievements, and they are also very satisfied with this sacrifice, they are willing to spend a certain amount of strength to help Ji Hao achieve the Great Witch at one time A steady stream of magic power compressed and collided in the burning meridians one by one, and Ji Hao had the pain of the meridians being burst.
"It's just that I'm really unwilling" Ji Hao gritted his teeth and sighed secretly In Ji Hao's body, the complex network of meridians is difficult to count, and in the dense and unknown number of meridians, there are more than two hundred meridians burning, and these meridians roughly outline the pattern of a three-legged golden crow.
This is the inheritance of the power of the Golden Crow Ancient human beings were weak, and the ancestors of the human race could not resist all kinds of crises in the natural world, so they begged for all kinds of powerful divine beasts and divine birds, fused the natal essence and blood of these powerful creatures, and opened up a power network similar to these divine beasts and divine birds in their bodies, so as to inherit their cultivation methods and inherit the power they have The number of meridians in the human body is huge, and it is as inclusive as a small universe, so with the body of the weak human race, they can inherit the power system of countless divine beasts and divine birds, and with the body of a race, they have the cultivation methods of countless divine beasts and divine birds With the passage of time, the natal essence blood from the divine beasts and birds in the primeval human body gradually thinned, and the activated power veins in the human race gradually decreased, which was also the main reason why many once powerful tribes gradually declined and weakened.
At this moment, Ji Hao has more than 200 golden crow veins in his body, which is several times more than ordinary clansmen, but compared with the ancestors who have obtained the real golden crow essence blood inheritance in ancient times, the ancestors of the golden crow department at that time have thousands of golden crow veins in their bodies There is no doubt that the greater the number of Golden Crow veins you have, the stronger the magic power that will eventually be integrated into a witch's den, the stronger the heritage, and the stronger the power at the same price in the future Ji Hao is unwilling, that is, he is unwilling to use more than 200 golden crow veins to achieve great witches According to the crude cultivation method of the Southern Wilderness, if he used this kind of foundation breakthrough as a great witch, his future achievements would definitely not be as good as those Qinglong who were arrogant in the past and present lives of the ancient ancestors of the Golden Crow Department, where could he tolerate such a thing In the vast space of the divine soul, the white qi quietly rolled, and the phantom that had not moved for a long time condensed the figure again.
"I don't know what the Golden Crow bloodline is" The phantom snorted coldly, and a slight arc of his right hand was drawn down.
Ji Hao trembled all over, and all the meridians in his body lit up with a faint glow at the same time. sjgsf0916: