Jinwuling, in the ancestral temple of the Jinwu tribe, there is another witch fire for sacrifice. △↗,

This time, Ji Hao, like other witch sacrifices with sufficient status, stood in front of the entrance of the ancestral temple, looking high above at the sacrifices that were slaughtered one by one without saying a word, like pigs and dogs.

One hundred thousand elite tribes from the Black Water Xuansnake tribe, including 300 big witches and 600 small witches. The rest were all elite warriors in the Witch Man Realm. They were pulled to the ancestral temple one by one without any resistance, and the soldiers from the Golden Crow tribe cut off their heads.

Ji Kui stood in front of the ancestral temple with a smile. A clear golden crow totem behind him spitted flames. All the essence and blood spurted out of the killing sacrifice were swallowed by the golden crow totem.

This is the greatest blood sacrifice of the Jinwu tribe in thousands of years, which is much more grand than the last blood sacrifice held by Ji Hao.

Hot wind constantly ejected from the entrance of the ancestral temple excavated on the cliff. When you go deep into the ancestral temple on the cliff, you can hear the sharp chirping of countless ancestor spirits. The red fire flashed rapidly in the ancestral temple, and the ancestor spirits could not wait to enjoy the generous sacrifices from their mortal enemies.

Three powerful old witches from the Black Water Xuansnake Tribe were pulled up, and Ji Xia personally took the sword and kicked their knees rudely, forcing them to kneel towards the ancestral temple of the Jinwu Tribe.

The three old witches did not resist at all and let Ji Xiashi do it. However, when Ji Xia raised the stone knife used for the sacrifice and was about to cut their necks, they screamed shrillly at the same time: "One day, our warriors from the Black Water Xuansnake tribe will use your blood and soul to wash away our shame today."

In the Southern Wilderness, as a plea offered by the defeated tribe, the three old witches were very aware of and did not resist, but this did not prevent them from emitting curses before they died. In Ji Hao's opinion, this is a boring behavior that I can't beat you, but at least I can disgust you.

So Ji Hao hugged his hands in front of his chest, stepped forward two lazily, and sneered at the three old witches: "You warriors from the Black Water Xuansnake tribe are like those three thousand incompetent wastes. Are the warriors who were easily killed by me alone?"

Lifting a finger, Ji Hao laughed at the Jinwu tribe soldiers who stood in front of the ancestral temple, with red faces and huh, huh, huh, and huh, "I can kill you three thousand. There are so many warriors in our Jinwu tribe 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, your Black Water Xuanser Tribe once again stepped out of the territory of the Water Ape Tribe and invaded our Jinwu Tribe territory. It was the time when your clan was destroyed." Ji Hao looked at the three old men and shouted sternly: "Swear to the ancestors of the Jinwu Tribe, if you dare to appear again, I will definitely destroy your entire clan without hesitation."

In the Southern Wilderness, benevolence, righteousness and morality have no effect. If you want to survive, you must eliminate all enemies.

Ji Hao has the deepest understanding of this

The golden crow totem floating behind Ji Kui looked up to the sky and hissed. Countless ancestral spirits whistled like clouds from the ancestral temple. Waves of crazy heat surged between the heaven and earth, and hundreds of thousands of high-quality sacrifices brought the sleeping ancestral spirits in the ancestral temple with extremely powerful power.

The golden crow totem lowered its head, opened its mouth, and a golden red fire shot out and penetrated into Ji Hao's body.

Ji Kui laughed loudly and roared at all the tribe members: "Clanmen, look at Ji Hao, he defeated three thousand warriors of the same age alone and made great contributions to our Jinwu tribe, so the ancestor spirit was happy and he received the gift of the ancestor spirit."

Hundreds of thousands of Jinwu soldiers present raised their weapons at the same time. They roared loudly to the sky, and everyone's eyes were red with excitement. Under the stimulation of the unique blood aura emitted by the Jinwu totem, many of the Jinwu soldiers fell into a strange state of madness. Their bodies began to expand rapidly.

Ji Hao was wrapped in the golden red light, and his body flew up and was suspended in the air several feet above the ground. Strong heat continued to pour into his body. More than 200 meridians in Ji Hao's body that belonged to the inheritance of the golden crow power were lit up one by one. These meridians quickly became strong, tough, and the veins were continuously expanding. They became more spacious, and the witches quickly filled up, and one by one began to heat up and swell.

In just a dozen breaths, Ji Hao's meridians were filled with golden and red hot witch power, and could no longer accommodate even a drop of extra witch power.

According to the standards of the Southern Wilderness, Ji Hao has reached the peak of the Little Witch Realm. As long as all the witch power is gathered together, a witch is injected, and the witch is forcibly broken open, and all the witch power is filled into the witch, this will break through to become a great witch.

However, the Golden Crow Totem continued to inject the mighty witch power into Ji Hao's body. Obviously, the ancestors of the Golden Crow Tribe were very satisfied with the contributions made by Ji Hao and were also very satisfied with this sacrifice. They were willing to spend a certain amount of strength to help Ji Hao achieve the great witch at one time

The continuous witch power compressed and collided in the burning meridians, and Ji Hao felt a pain that the meridians were about to be burst.

"But, I'm really unwilling to accept it." Ji Hao gritted his teeth and sighed secretly.

In Ji Hao's body, there are countless meridians. Among the dense meridians, more than 200 meridians are burning, which roughly outline the pattern of a three-legged golden crow.

This is the inheritance of the power of the golden crow

The ancient humans were weak, and the ancestors of the human race could not resist various crises in nature. They begged all kinds of powerful divine beasts and birds to merge the natal essence and blood of these powerful creatures to open up a network of power similar to these divine beasts and birds in their bodies, and from then on, they inherited their cultivation methods and the power they possessed.

The number of meridians in humans is huge, just like a small universe tolerate everything. Therefore, with the weak human body, they can inherit the power system of countless divine beasts and birds, and have the cultivation methods of countless divine beasts and birds in a group.

As time goes by, the natal essence and blood from divine beasts and birds in the ancient human body gradually became thinner, and the activated power veins in the human body gradually decreased. This is also the main reason why many once powerful tribes gradually decline and weakened.

At this moment, Ji Hao had more than 200 golden crow veins in his body, several times more than ordinary people. However, compared with the ancestors who obtained the true golden crow essence and blood inheritance in ancient times, the ancestors of the Jin Crow tribe at that time had thousands of golden crow veins in their bodies.

There is no doubt that the more golden crow veins you have, the stronger the witch power will be, the stronger the foundation will be, and the stronger the power will be at the same price in the future.

Ji Hao was unwilling to accept it, but he was unwilling to achieve great witches with just over 200 golden crow veins.

According to the crude cultivation method of the Southern Wilderness, if he made such a breakthrough as a great witch, his future achievements would definitely be less than those of the ancient ancestors of the Jinwu tribe, who were arrogant in the past and present lives. How could he tolerate such things?

In the vast soul space, white energy rolled quietly, and the phantom that had not been moved for a long time condensed his body again.

"The golden crow bloodline is unknown." The phantom snorted coldly, and a gentle arc of his right hand was drawn.

Ji Hao's whole body trembled, and all the meridians in his body lit up a faint light at the same time. To be continued.
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