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Chapter 19 Wubao

On the side of the mountain not far from Jinwuling, a haggard old man and a lean and strong middle-aged man stood shoulder to shoulder on a big tree, looking at the battle between Ji Xia and Ji Shu in the distance.

The old man was naked and had dozens of grinning totems of poisonous snakes with black pigments on his dead white skin. When his body moved, all the poisonous snakes seemed to be constantly squirming, looking extremely ferocious and disgusting.

A thin black snake two feet long was wrapped around the old man's neck, and a pair of miserable green eyes stared at Jinwuling. The thin snake Xinzi occasionally "hissed" and the black horns on his forehead shone in the sun.

The lean and concise middle-aged man was much taller than the old man around him. He was wearing a tight soft armor made of black snake skin, and a long sword that was eight feet long behind him. His thin cheeks twitched from time to time.

A single-horned black snake more than ten feet long was resting on a branch, and its tail was wrapped around the middle-aged man's waist. Like the little snake on the old man's neck, the single-horned black snake was also staring at Jinwu Ridge, staring at the giant fire crows floating in the air on Jinwu Ridge.

With the loud noise, Ji Shu was blown away by Ji Xia's heavy punch, and his body smashed into a mountain. The old man's face, which was as old as a skeleton, twitched for a moment, and muttered in a low voice: "This Ji Xia, the sneak attack ten years ago failed to kill him. In the future, he will be annoyance to our Black Water Xuansnake Tribe."

The middle-aged man frowned, clasped his hands tightly and kept exerting force, and his finger joints kept making crisp "crack" sounds.

He sighed heavily, and the old man murmured: "Ten years ago, Ji Xia's witch cave was destroyed. I originally thought he was a useless person. But I didn't expect that he had opened up so many witch caves. He is worthy of being a descendant of the Witch Emperor lineage of the Fire Crow Tribe. This potential is so terrible."

The middle-aged man snorted indignation and said gritting his teeth: "So what about the blood descendants of the Witch Emperor lineage of the Fire Crow Tribe? Twenty-five years ago, we attacked and killed Ji Xia's father and killed seven of his brothers; fifty years ago, we besieged and killed his grandfather, and all his father's brothers were also killed in that battle."

With his head proudly raised, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "Now, Ji Xia is the only one in the purest blood descendants of the Witch Emperor lineage of the Fire Crow Tribe! I, the Black Water Black Dragon, will never let him live for the next ten years."

The old man nodded and said deeply: "Jiao, you can't let Ji Xia live anymore. In the past ten years, under his leadership, the Fire Crow tribe has pressed our tribe step by step. We have lost several of the most plump hunting grounds. We can't continue like this."

The black water black dragon stroked the snake's tail wrapped around his waist and said sinisterly: "So, I really want Ji Shu to become the leader of the warrior of the Fire Crow Tribe. Grandpa, although I don't like Ji Shu, this sinister guy, I don't like Ji Xia even more!"

Squinted, the Black Water Black Dragon said in a dark voice: "My eldest brother, but he died in Ji Xia's hands. I must tear open this guy's chest with my own hands, dig out his heart, and offer it to the noble Black Water Black Snake as a sacrifice!"

"hiss", the one-horned black snake raised its body and put its head on the shoulder of the Black Water Black Dragon. The black snake, the black snake, licked his face affectionately.

The fire rose into the sky, Ji Shu stood in the air hundreds of feet above the ground with his feet on fire clouds, holding the wooden sticks that were gushing with his hands, laughing loudly. The wooden stick, which was more than two meters long, was like a branch that had just been cut off from the trunk, and was green and dripping. There were large fresh leaves hanging on dozens of tiny branches.

The first feeling this wooden stick gives people is that it is "energetic". It is not like a wooden stick at all, but like a big tree that is still rooted underground and contains infinite vitality.

Ji Shu held the wooden stick tightly and waved it hard, and then he heard the sound of "huhhh" wind and fire coming out of the wooden stick, and a large area of ​​three-colored fire continued to spray out from the wooden stick. The three-colored fire seemed to glass, with white flames on the outermost layer, the middle layer was blue, and the core layer was red. The three-colored flames turned into fireballs the size of human heads and fell on the ground, and the rocks suddenly turned into blue smoke wherever they went.

Ji Shu's body was wrapped in heat waves, and the terrifying heat distorted the air. His body looked like a shadow in the shaking waves of water, and his body could no longer see his figure clearly with his naked eyes.

The members of the Fire Crow Tribe shouted at the same time. The flames emitted by the wooden stick were too powerful and terrible. The witch power gushing out from the wooden stick was like a tsunami. The mountains and forests within a radius of hundreds of miles were shaken by invisible fluctuations. The heat waves made the members of the Fire Crow Tribe sweat profusely, and some people's hair and eyebrows burned for no reason.

Ji Hao looked at the wooden stick with a dumbfounded look. With such a terrible power, Ji Shu just simply held it in his hand. Before it could activate its power, the power of this wooden stick enveloped a land of hundreds of miles!

If Ji Shu had all his strength to urge him, this wooden stick could instantly destroy all enemies within a hundred miles, right?

"What the hell is this!" Ji Hao's heart tensed up, and he suddenly became worried about Ji Xia.

"Inheritance Witch Treasure." Qing Fu was behind Ji Hao at some point, and his hands were tightly placed on his shoulders. Qing Fu's fingers spasmed, and his fingertips fell deeply into Ji Hao's flesh. Obviously, her heart was extremely nervous.

"The inherited witch treasure, the weakest inherited witch treasure, also requires an extremely powerful witch. At least one hundred witch caves are opened to be able to refine it. Any inherited witch treasure must be nourished by generations of witches, at least one thousand years of witch power and essence and blood before it can finally be formed." Qing Fu murmured to himself: "Any inherited witch treasure can increase the strength of a witch more than ten times."

Ji Hao's body tense, he turned around and shouted in a low voice: "Bad... If Ji Shu's strength is increased ten times, then Dad..."

Qing Fu's pretty face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and whispered: "Your dad, of course, has his own inherited Wu Bao. Hao, how can you say that your dad and you are the most orthodox Witch Emperor blood descendants of the Fire Crow Tribe. However, however, Ji Shu's inherited Wu Bao is too powerful and should not appear in his hands at all."

Ji Xia stood on the boiling magma and roared lowly. With a wave of her left hand, she flew out of thin air with nine huge red dragon scales and tightly clasped on his arm. He grabbed the air with his right hand, and a spear made of golden mulberry wood heart as a handle. The spear head was forged with red dragon horns and he held it tightly in his hand.

He held the spear tightly with one hand and knocked hard on the shield. Ji Xia shouted loudly: "Shu, come on!"

Ji Shu sneered a few times, held the wooden stick tightly with both hands, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed the blood arrow on the wooden stick. Then a long and low roar sound came up. Dozens of three-color fire phoenixes with a wingspan of more than a hundred feet flew out of the wooden stick, spewing a thousand feet long smoke, and rushed towards Ji Xia frantically.

Ji Shu's body flashed, and his tall body turned into a ball of fire, hidden in the flames emitted by the fire phoenix, and several people flashed to Ji Xia's face, and the wooden stick slammed down on Ji Xia's head.

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