The grand festival is destined to become the hottest topic of the Jinwu tribe in the next few years.

In addition to Ji Hao, who received special gifts from the ancestor spirit, in the ceremony, nearly a hundred underage children were favored by the ancestor spirit. Like Ji Hao on that day, these children also had dozens of golden crow veins in their bodies.

One more context, one more foundation, one more strength in the future, and one more hope of becoming a great witch or even a witch king will be even greater.

Nearly a hundred tribesmen received the kindness of their ancestors at the same time. This kind of scenic spot has not been staged for thousands of years. Many old people from the Jinwu tribe were so excited that they burst into tears. After the ceremony, the tribesmen of the Jinwuling Holy Land were even more carnival all night, and all the wine reserves in the tribe drank clean overnight.

The tribesmen were caring, but in the secret realm of the mulberry forest, the convention hall of the Jinwu tribe was tense and the atmosphere was so stiff that it was almost solid.

All the doors and windows of the wooden hall are opened, and the four golden crows are emitting shining golden light at the same time. The light in the hall is bright, and you can see every grain of dust in the air, and you can also see the sweat beads on the nose of the elders and Wu Ji in the Jishu tribe.

Ji Hao sat quietly beside the great witch Ji Kui, holding the wine bowl with his left hand and grabbing the beast's legs with his right hand and eating meat. The ferocious beast's meat of the small witch level was filled into his stomach piece by piece, but it only made his body feel a little warm.

The great witch Jijiba of the Jishu tribe stood by the fire pit, screaming loudly: "Life, you want to see the living person; die, you want to see the corpse! The great witch Ji, the warrior leader of our Jinwu tribe, and his immediate relatives are all missing. Do you care about this matter?"

Ji Kui took a deep breath and played with a beautiful jade knife lingering in his hand with blood.

Ji Hao brought back nearly 100 pieces of inherited witch treasures from the Golden Crow Tribe from the Black Water Xuansnake tribe. This jade knife is the sacrificial treasure of the Great Witch Saint lost after the Great Witch Saint of the Golden Crow Tribe was assassinated three thousand years ago. Ji Kui naturally inherited this jade knife, and he was able to exert some of the power in just two days.

Over the past countless years, this jade knife has killed many sacrifices, and it contains infinite evil blood.

The blood was constantly flashing. Ji Kui, who was originally born kind, became a little gloomy and cruel under the blood light, making people shudder. Just like Ji Ba who was screaming loudly, although he was shouting loudly, he didn't even dare to look up at Ji Kui.

"Sure, of course I have to!" Ji Kui said coldly: "Ji Shu and his immediate relatives are gone? This matter must be investigated to the end. Regarding Ji Shu colluding with aliens and selling the people of the Southern Wilderness tribes as slaves. We must continue to investigate it."

The jade knife in his hand suddenly emitted a ray of blood. Ji Kui said sternly: "No matter who it involves, colluding with evil ghosts from other races... Even the elders or witches of the tribe of this tribe, if they are really related to these things, they will all die!"

Ji Ba and a group of witch priests, and the elders shrank their necks at the same time. They were big figures in their own tribes, but this is the Jinwuling Holy Land. Ji Kui is the great witch priest of the entire Jinwu tribe. He is respected and powerful. If it weren't for the disappearance of Ji Shu's family, it would be too sensational, how could they have the courage to question Ji Kui?

"It is impossible for Ji Shu to collude with evil ghosts from other races to sell the people of the Southern Wilderness." An elder of Ji Shu tribe smiled and said, "We all grew up watching Ji Shu grow up, and this doll has always been..."

Ji Hao threw down the wine bowl, and the wine bowl made of clay broke on the ground, and the 'slap' sound broke the elder's words.

The elders of the Jishu tribe raised their heads angrily, and Ji Ba pointed at Ji Hao and shouted sternly: "Ji Hao, where is this place? Do you dare to be here? Who do you think you are? Who gives you the courage?"

Ji Hao pulled up Ji Kui's clothes and wiped his greasy palms clean on Ji Kui's body, just as he has done in the past few years. Looking at the clean palms, Ji Hao said calmly: "What I hate the most are those idiots who have made mistakes but refuse to admit it, and have to mess around and fight for more benefits."

Ji Ba was so angry that he trembled all over. He pointed at Ji Hao and scolded sternly: "Little Ba-Chan, do you dare to insult the elders here?"

Ji Hao took out a red token with flames rising all over the body and slapped it heavily on the ground.

A majestic aura spread from the token. Wu Ji, the elders of Jiba and Jishu tribe, closed their mouths at the same time, staring at the token with a little horror. The token was exquisitely shaped, and there was a statue of god wrapped in flames on the token. As long as it was an elder with enough identities in the Southern Wilderness tribe, there was no one who didn't know this statue.

Ji Ba's voice immediately lowered octaves. He smiled dryly and said, "Ji Hao, where did you get this token? Haha, grandpa, this is the second time I have seen this token in my life. You... can't you make a fake product to cheat people?"

Ji Hao was too lazy to pay attention to Ji Ba, and he said lightly: "Some things are busy welcoming the return of the Golden Crow Spirit Bone these two days and busy ancestral worship ceremony, so we haven't had time to notify you."

He looked at Ji Ba and others coldly, and Ji Hao said coldly: "This time our Jinwu tribe can restore the clan name, force the Black Water Xuansnake tribe to admit defeat, and be able to win completely in this battle, not by our own strength, but by Prince Tonggong of Zhurong God Clan personally led a Zhurong Divine Army to help."

"You old people don't need to know the cause and effect of the matter. You just need to know the result."

"From today on, our Jinwu tribe is the direct tribe of Prince Zhurong Tonggong. My father Ji Xia will be the warrior leader of the Jinwu tribe. At the same time... he will also be the Jinwu General guarding the northern border of the Zhurong Divine Kingdom. Unless you want to challenge Prince Tonggong's position, don't think about driving my father from the position of leader of the warrior again in the future."

"Of course, you have no chance!" Ji Hao looked at Ji Ba and others who were sweating all over. These guys had just arrived in Jinwuling from the Jishu tribe. They had no idea about the changes in the past few days, and they didn't even know the horrible inside story hidden in it.

"Your tribe members are no longer an independent tribe. All tribe members are merged with Jinwuling and are directly under the jurisdiction of Jinwuling. You elders, witches... Congratulations, you are honored to be selected as servants of Zhurong God Kingdom to serve Prince Zhurong Tonggong. This is a great glory!"

"I will decide the territory that your tribe members now occupy, and divide it into the Qingyi tribe, which has made great contributions! Well, things have been decided so happily!"

Ji Hao smiled brightly, and his two rows of white teeth shone brightly under the brilliance of the golden crow.
Chapter completed!