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When the first ray of red light in the east shone on Jinwuling, the members of the Fire Crow tribe had already climbed outside the ancestral temple at the waist of Jinwuling.

The sun was shining, and the huge fire crows were hovering and chirping in the air. Several of them were so old that their fire feathers had fallen off. The old crows, who were left with only the shriveled flesh, lazily poked their heads out of the huge nest, overlooking the Fire Crow tribes at the back of the mountain, also cried silently.

Ji Hao and a group of children stood together on the flat ground outside the ancestral temple.

The ancestral temple of the Fire Crow Tribe is built on the mountainside of Jinwuling. Under a cliff that is thousands of feet high, a square cave entrance was dug. After walking through a corridor that is hundreds of feet long, it is the most sacred ancestral spirit of the Fire Crow Tribe.

Teams of tribe members kept coming up and stood neatly in the square outside the ancestral temple.

Everyone looked solemn, and there was an indescribable aura and fanaticism in their eyes. Many witches and elders held huge jade plates in their hands. The discs made of exquisite jade were filled with gold nuggets, jade blocks and other rare offerings.

Ji Hao looked at the witch sacrifices and the tribute pearls and treasures in the hands of the elders attracted attention. There were many rare foreign objects, not even heard of them. These things were all dazzling, but also powerful spiritual energy fluctuations spread, and even triggered various strange phenomena of the rays of the clouds and clouds. They were obviously rare treasures.

When the sun showed its entire face from the hill to the east, Ji Kui, the great witch of the Fire Crow tribe, walked slowly out of the crowd, and countless Fire Crow tribes standing on the platform on the mountainside were cheering at the same time.

Wearing a dragon skin, a helmet made of dragon skull, and a necklace made of hundreds of sharp beast teeth hanging around his neck. Ji Kui, holding a blood jade short sword, walked to the entrance of the ancestral temple and waved majestic to the crowd.

Thousands of tribes from the Fire Crow tribe, who brought their tribe members to participate in the ten-year ancestor worship ceremony, walked out one after another, arranged neatly behind Ji Kui, knelt on the ground towards the dark ancestral temple entrance, and neatly recited ancient and obscure mantras.

An ancient and cold wave began to ripple in the air. Ji Hao was trembling and cold, and subconsciously looked around. This feeling was like a few cold ghosts all over his body pressing against his body, and his soul was cold.

A scream and wail suddenly came. Headed by Ji Xia, thousands of tall and burly soldiers snatched out of the crowd and captured thousands of slaves who were struggling and roaring. These slaves were skinny and bone-skinned, covered with scars left after whipping, and their turbid eyes were filled with fear and despair.

"The miscellaneous part of the Fire Crow tribe, our Black Water Xuansnake tribe and you will never stop!"

"Ah, my father is an elder, and my father is an elder of the Black Water Xuansnake Tribe!"

"The great ancestor spirit is here, take away my soul now, don't let my soul be swallowed by the evil spirits of the alien race!"

A group of slaves roared and struggled angrily, but their bodies were tied up by beast tendons and ropes. They struggled with all their strength and could not get rid of the control of Ji Xia and others. Soon, a roaring loudly, his father was a slave to the elder of the Black Water Xuansnake Minister, and he was pressed down in front of Ji Kui.

"The son of the elder of the Black Water Xuansnake? Our ancestors will be happy to accept your souls!" Ji Kui smiled coldly, and his thin palm pressed on the slave who was one head taller than him. The slave screamed and his body became soft. The blood jade short sword in Ji Kui's hand penetrated deep into his heart. Several mysterious runes flashed on the short sword, and a wave of heat kept pouring out of the short sword.

With the 'hisper' sound, the slave's body twitched violently, and soon his tall and burly body shrank and collapsed. In the blink of an eye, all the essence in his body was sucked clean by the dagger, and his tall body turned into a piece of ashes and drifted away.

The slaves who were escorted up witnessed this terrible scene and yelled harder one by one, and some even cried out in fear.

Ji Kui killed one slave after another coldly and ruthlessly on the spot, absorbing the blood of thousands of slaves. The blood jade short sword in his hand was almost red and bleeding. The mysterious runes on the sword edge became more and more dazzling, and the rolling heat waves made the Fire Crow tribe standing on the mountainside sweat profusely.

The witches kneeling on the ground all blushed, and the sound of chanting spells became louder and louder.

A strong wind suddenly blew out from the entrance of the ancestral temple, and the howling wind swirled and swirled around the feet of each tribe.

Ji Hao clenched his fists and looked at Ji Kui.

This is just a small sacrifice once a decade, and there are less than 10,000 slaves killed. If it were the legendary high sacrifice once a century, the Fire Crow tribe would slaughter more than 100,000 slaves at a time.

But after only killing thousands of people, the Blood Jade Short Sword has become extremely magical, like a blood-colored sun floating in front of Ji Kui, constantly emitting terrible high temperatures. The light emitted by the Short Sword slowly scales, just like the heart beating, making people feel that the blood light is filled with powerful and rich energy of life.

Ji Hao was already very clear about the process of the Fire Crow Tribe's ancestor worship ceremony. He killed slaves in front of the ancestral temple, absorbed all their essence and blood, and then sent them to the ancestral temple together with a large number of rare treasures and dedicated them before the altar.

The magical existence in the ancestral temple, perhaps the soul of the ancestors of the Fire Crow Tribe, or other unknown things, will devour the essence, blood, souls and treasures of the Blood Jade Short Sword, devour the treasures of heaven and earth in other sacrifices, and eventually give certain gifts to the sacrificers.

This kind of gift is random and depends on the intention of the "ancestral spirit".

In the history of the Fire Crow Tribe, there were once a newly born child. Because of the appreciation of the ancestors, all the gifts from that great sacrifice fell on him alone, which directly allowed the freshly born child to open more than 100 witch caves and possess the power of the Great Witch Realm. The child eventually grew into the last witch emperor of the Fire Crow Tribe.

Holding the Blood Jade Short Sword, Ji Kui was about to turn around and walk into the ancestral temple. Ji Shu shouted loudly and walked out of his tribe.

"The Great Witch Sacrifice, in front of the ancestor spirit, I, Ji Shu, have something to say as the descendant of the ancestor spirit."

Ji Kui Cang's old shriveled face twitched. He looked at Ji Shu coldly and said in a deep voice: "According to the rules of the ancestor spirit, any clan member who has anything to say at the ancestor worship ceremony can tell you. But Ji Shu, if what you said is not important, you have to bear the anger of the ancestor spirit, do you know?"

Ji Shu bowed to Ji Kui and nodded with a smile on his face to the dead tribe members around him with a smile: "What I said is of course very important. I am also considering the entire Fire Crow Tribe. Some people who are not qualified to occupy a high position should leave their position."

Raising your arms high, the knotted muscles under your fair skin jumped like an angry python. Ji Shu shouted: "Ji Xia, brother! You are the leader of the warriors who guard the holy land, that is, the leader of all the warriors of more than a thousand tribes of our Fire Crow tribe! But is your current strength worthy of this position?"

After waving his arm vigorously, Ji Shu shouted: "According to the rules of the Southern Wilderness and the rules set by his ancestors, Brother Ji Xia, I will challenge you! Don't blame me, this is also for the benefit of the entire Fire Crow Tribe!"

Ji Xia snorted heavily and walked to Ji Shu with a spear.

But before Ji Xia could speak, Ji Hao was already shouting loudly, and a crisp sound rang throughout the audience:

"Dad, please wait. Uncle Ji Shu, don't forget, Ji Wu and I had an appointment!"

"In front of so many tribe members and in front of the ancestor spirit, Ji Wu and I have a fight to fight!"
Chapter completed!