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Chapter 73 Sacrifice

The hugest fire crow with nine heads stood beside the altar and formed a perfect circle.∈◆

The fire crow raised his wings high and looked proudly at the hot sun in the sky.

It was noon, and the scorching sun shone with a magma-like light. The giant crow's feathers were plated with a layer of gold edges by the sunlight, and a layer of fire like water waves rolled on the giant crow's body.

Looking closely, there was a small round rune flashing deep in the eyes of the giant crow next to the altar. This golden rune was round and there was a layer of fire floating around it, just like the sun in the sky, revealing an indescribable ancient and sacred one.

In the sky, other giant crows were quietly floating there.

They stared at the altar with all their concentration, and an indescribable mystery and solemnity lingered all over their bodies. The giant crows even held their breath, their bodies trembling slightly, and their bodies were gently hitting, making a crisp sound.

"Haha, hahahaha!" The black water black dragon shouted like crazy: "I can actually see the ancient blood sacrifice secret technique of the Fire Crow Tribe with my own eyes! Ji Hao, you have a species, you really have a species, you can't bear to use the ancient "Nine-Day Sky" blood sacrifice secret technique that even the once-in-a-century ancestor worship ceremony of your Fire Crow Tribe is reluctant to put out, you actually have the courage to use it!"

Ji Hao played with three black life and death thorns, and looked at the crazy black water black dragon with a smile: "Nine Days Flowing the Sky, the Secret Method of Blood Sacrifice, Grandpa and the others were reluctant to use it during the Centennial Festival, because there was no qualified offering."

After inserting the life and death thorn on his hair bun, Ji Hao rubbed his hands hard: "After all, the ancestor spirits worshipped in the Holy Land Ancestral Temple are all existing since ancient times, and the real souls of the three-legged golden crow... They are knowledgeable and they don't like ordinary sacrifices."

Shrugging his shoulders, Ji Hao smiled and said, "The secret method of using the Nine-Day Liezing Blood Sacrifice has alarmed the ancient golden crow spirit, but there is no qualified offering. It can only be used to apologize for his own essence, blood and soul. All of them are still energetic and cannot bear to die."

Qingying took a few warriors from the Fire Crow tribe with tall cows, tall horses, and grabbed the limbs of the Black Water Black Dragon and placed him in the middle of the altar.

The Black Water Black Dragon screamed at the top of his lungs and struggled wildly. However, all his witch holes were gently stabbed by Ji Hao with the Life and Death stab. The witch priests of the Qingyi tribe controlled the Black Water Black Dragon's body, which had been hoarded for countless years, and he was unable to resist.

"Ji Hao, you little miscellaneous!" The black water dragon howled wildly: "You are so brave. There are 158 great witches from thirty-two tribes, and 79 elders from each tribe. Do you dare to sacrifice all of us?"

"Why don't you dare?" Ji Hao smiled relaxedly: "One hundred and fifty-eight great witches, seventy-nine great witch-level witch priests and elders, even the ancient Golden Crow Ancestor Spirit, they would not be too picky. Well, the ancestral spirit will definitely bless me this time!"

Not only the Black Water Black Dragon, but also the great witch warriors from major tribes, their witch priests and elders were howling wildly. They were also severely poisoned by the life and death stab, and they could not even move a finger, but a tongue was as flexible as before.

"Ji Hao, we plead guilty, we accept punishment, and we are willing to become vassals of the Fire Crow Tribe!"

"Mr. Ji Hao, it's our fault. Our tribe is willing to become your vassal!"

"Oh my God, I don't want to die, I don't want to die! Ji Hao, Lord Ji Hao, spare your life, spare your life, it's all that Jiang Xi's slut - woman, it's all her fault. We don't want to provoke the Fire Crow Tribe!"

These big men who are always high in the tribe cry and beg Ji Hao.

If Ji Hao wanted to kill them alone, these people were not afraid of death, and many people were even brave enough to die. In the Southern Wilderness tribe, they died in battle for the benefit of the tribe. This is the supreme glory. The souls of the warriors will also return to the ancestral temple, beside the ancestral spirits, and enjoy the worship of the tribe.

But Ji Hao didn't want to kill them, but instead offered them as sacrifices!

Their souls will no longer be able to return to the ancestral land. Their souls will become a supplement to the ancestral spirit of the Fire Crow Tribe. After being completely destroyed, they will become part of the ancestral spirit of the Fire Crow Tribe. The ancestral spirits worshipped by the Fire Crow Tribe will become powerful because of their sacrifice, but they will disappear and never exist again!

So they were afraid, they were afraid, they burst into tears, and some even peed their pants, crying to Ji Hao for mercy regardless of their decency.

"Hurry up and take advantage of the scorching sun. This is the best time to sacrifice." Ji Hao shouted coldly: "Uncle, hurry up and kill all the leaders of these tribes, so that your 30,000 slaves can accept them with peace of mind."

Qingying quickly accelerated the speed and stuffed one great witch, the witch and the elders, all over their faces, into the altar, as if they were stacking firewood.

The nine-headed giant crow standing by the altar was satisfied with the "gaga" roaring, the nine-day rushing in the air, the secret technique of blood sacrifice, which was engraved in their bloodlines. They had never seen this mysterious sacrificial ritual. The oldest among the nine-headed giant crows is nearly a thousand years old, but for thousands of years, the Fire Crow tribe has never held a secret technique ritual that has been scattered in the air again.

But a long time ago, when the Fire Crow Tribe was in charge, the Fire Crow Tribe would always prepare enough sacrifices to perform such sacrifices every hundred years.

At that time, the Fire Crow tribe was at its peak, and the tribe's power even surpassed the powerful tribes such as the Bifang tribe and the Suzaku tribe. The glory at that time made these giant crows fascinated.

This time there are more than 200 powerful sacrifices from the Great Witch Realm, and there are more warriors from the Small Witch Realm and Witch Human Realm spared. As long as you need them, you can stuff them into the altar as a sacrifice at any time.

This blood sacrifice will definitely succeed!

The nine-headed giant crow was so excited that he shivered all over, and he couldn't help but look at Ji Hao with praise at the same time. It's worthwhile that they came here to help Ji Hao fight. Just for this Nine-Day Blood Sacrifice Secret Technique, it's worth their trip.

Soon, the great witches, witch festivals and elders from various tribes were stuffed into the altar, and nearly a thousand most powerful witches were placed on the rune witch formation near the altar. The body of the nine-headed giant crow ignited a fire, and a sharp sound came from the altar, and the crows that soared into the sky.

The Black Water Wu Jiao suddenly screamed at the top of his lungs: "Ji Hao, do you want to know the truth about your father and Am in the ancestral temple of Jinwuling Holy Land ten years ago? There are elders and us in your Jinwuling Holy Land..."

Ji Hao raised his spear and pierced the throat of Heishi Wujiao.

The black water black dragon looked at Ji Hao in a daze, and his gradually dimming eyes were filled with confusion and confusion.

"No need to say, dad and emh have both known that someone has colluded with the assassination team of your Black Shui Xuansnake Division. But dad is unwilling to pursue it... And I already know who that person is, why do you need to say it?" Ji Hao looked at the Black Shui Wu Jiao coldly, and when his wrist turned, the Black Shui Wu Jiao's wound suddenly gushed with blood.

In the extremely far horizon, a line of fire flew rapidly, and Ji Xia's loud roar came from afar: "Hao!"

Ji Hao raised his right hand and waved his fist hard: "Sacrifice, get up!"

The nine-headed giant crow roared at the same time, and a translucent three-legged golden crow figure appeared on the altar, and was also shrouded by the sacrifices stacked on the altar, with golden transparent flames at the same time.

The fire rose into the sky, and the mountains and forests within a radius of hundreds of miles were dyed into a magnificent golden color by the golden flames.

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Sacrifice, sacrifice!

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