After taking away all the blood-stained ordnance and weapons of the Hua Xu clan, Ji Hao visited more than a dozen top clans in a row.
The patriarchs, elders, and branch heads of these big clans also fell into the demon, but like the Huaxu clan, the top big clan had enough background after all, and soon after entering the demon, the patriarchs of the major clans regained their spiritual wisdom under the protection of the power of the ancestors.
When Ji Hao rushed over, more than a dozen top clans were fighting with Hua Xu clan's own family members, the ancestral land was almost razed to the ground, the clansmen suffered heavy casualties, and the major branches and tribes had already formed a blood feud.
Ji Hao used the spell to defeat the primordial demon venerable that had been formed in the hearts of these patriarchs, elders, and family heads, sealed the primordial demon seed in their hearts, and let them restore their original wisdom.
A small number of patriarchs, elders, and family heads have returned to their true nature, but most of the patriarchs, elders, and branch family heads have been unable to turn back.
Under the temptation of the Primordial Demon Venerable, they have understood the preciousness of power, understand the sweetness of power, they deeply enjoy the wealth and children's enjoyment brought by power, etc., they are no longer controlled by the Primordial Demon Venerable, they have already incarnated themselves as demons.
Ji Hao understood the psychological changes of these people, and the patriarchs of the major clans also saw the spiritual changes of these elders and family heads.
But they had no choice, Ji Hao would definitely not be able to meddle in the internal affairs of the major clans, and it would be impossible for those patriarchs to be ruthless enough to kill these elders and family heads who were in a state of flux Silently collecting the ordnance and weapons of a big clan and a big clan, Ji Hao silently turned around and left.
He seemed to hear the piercing cracking sound clearly, just like the iceberg that had not melted for thousands of years in the extreme north of Beiming suddenly collapsed, and countless cracks had already appeared inside these big clans that could not be seen with the naked eye and could be clearly felt by everyone.
"Clan" When he left the ancestral land of the Suiren clan, feeling the monstrous heat emanating from the ancestral land of the Suiren clan, Ji Hao shook his head vigorously.
Behind him, the elders and family heads of the Suiren clan gave orders one after another, and the warriors of the major branches and clans under the Suiren clan blew a sharp horn.
Those elders and family heads no longer rallied around the contemporary patriarch of the Suiren clan, but became self-contained, leading their sons and daughters to confront each other.
When the heart is scattered, the clan will be divided.
Ji Hao had just left here, and there were already elders and family heads who questioned the Suiren clan chief, asking him to open the clan's treasure house and fairly and evenly distribute the clan's treasures to high-level people who were qualified enough to be in charge Ji Hao went farther and farther, and the disputes within the Suiren clan and other big clans became more and more fierce and unstoppable.
In the southwest corner of Pangu Middle Continent, in the vast mountains, two pitch-black mountains are like two screens separated by a deep valley.
On the body of the two mountains, the four characters of big witch and little witch are depicted in bloody handwriting.
This is the big Wu Mountain and the small Wu Mountain, up to nearly a thousand miles between the two mountains, stands a thousand zhang wide, ten thousand zhang high giant stone gate.
The black stone door was carved with human blood mixed with the blood of various fierce birds and beasts, and after adding various blood-colored natural mineral powders, a lifelike twisted demon face was carved.
Hundreds of primordial wizards wearing soft armor of animal skins, helmets made of animal bones and skeletons, and bone staffs in their hands, with hideous and fierce faces, stood under the huge stone door, quacking and flicking their fingers with a grin, popping out a little bit of miserable green phosphorus fire, constantly scorching several white deer curled up on the ground and unable to move.
The huge white deer were imprisoned by witchcraft and could not move, and the phosphorus fire fell on them, burning their skin and flesh, and the phosphorus fire burned through their bones and internal organs, and the pain made these white deer howl miserably, and the howl of the white deer came from far and wide.
Behind each wizard, there was a statue of a primordial demon venerable clone with black smoke and a height ranging from several zhang to dozens of zhang looming.
The eyes of these wizards flickered with a faint blood light, which was exactly the same as the blood light in the eyes of the primordial demon clone behind them.
"The more it hurts, the more it hurts, the more luscious the breath of the soul becomes."
A wizard with a hideous face like a skeleton hissed and laughed: "Scream a little worse, hee-hee, a little worse" Under the shroud of witchcraft, there was a faint deer-shaped phantom flickering above the heads of several white deer, and the souls of these white deer struggled and roared frantically, constantly spreading out painful and twisted soul fluctuations to the surroundings.
Hundreds of wizards greedily absorbed the pain fluctuations emitted by the white deer, and all of them looked as if they were drunk.
This is the big and small Wu Mountain, the huge stone gate between the two mountains is called the Wu Gate, through the Wu Gate, through a huge valley that stretches for three thousand miles, it is the core station of the first Wu lineage, Wu Yuan.
Countless wizard families of the first witch lineage have lived here for generations, and they have retained the most primitive, wild, barbaric, and murderous witchcraft inheritance of the ancient human race, and they have also retained the most barbaric and ferocious habits of the ancient primitive tribes.
The law of the jungle was vividly interpreted by the wizards of the first witch lineage, and after their painstaking twisting and evolution, the cruel competition within the first witch line was comparable to raising Gu.
Countless smoky wizards weave through the huge valley behind the Witch Gate, and with twisted smiles, they carefully capture the countless poisonous insects and poisonous snakes in the valley.
Or there are sorcerers who come and go in the big and small witch mountains, carefully picking useful herbs.
In many places in the big and small Wu Mountains, or under the big stones, or next to the ancient trees, there are wizards who light a large pile of blue and green witch fires, and set up large clay pots and don't know what strange potions are concocting.
Thick smoke rose into the sky, and the pungent smell of smoke mixed together, turning into a colorful rainbow that blocked the airspace of the entire large and small Wushan Mountains.
At the top of the Witch Gate, on the wide stone beam, more than a dozen elders of the First Witch Vein, who were beautifully dressed and had a Primordial Demon Venerable Phantom behind them, who were nearly 10,000 feet high, sat quietly on a large chair made of black stone.
They squinted into the distance, watching the crow male with a faint black and golden flame wrapped all over his body spread his wings and flew quickly towards the big and small Wushan with Ji Hao.
"Ji Hao'er has arrived," a primordial witch elder suddenly sneered.
"He went to more than a dozen big clans and forcibly collected their ordnance and weapons," another elder snorted coldly.
"We're not easy to bully.
No one wants to take a piece of grass from us for nothing," an elder grimaced with bared teeth, "unless, he trades something better." ” "Ahh Didn't you hear that he was in those big clans, but he dispersed the clones of the Demon Venerable Ancestor" An elder turned around, looked at the Demon Venerable Phantom with a condensed aura behind him, and said coldly: "The Demon Venerable has brought us strength and the hope of unifying the Pangu world, and no one wants to separate us from the Demon Venerable."
The eyes of more than a dozen Junior Witch Elders were full of blood, and they looked at Ji Hao unkindly.
To be continued
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