"Missing? Jiang Yao and Ji Wu are missing?"
Ji Shu shouted angrily and stood up suddenly. His tall and strong body erupted with a layer of hot halo, like raging flames.
"Hmph! That doesn't make sense!"
Jiang Yao's father, the great witch Jiang Fen, the priest of the Bifang tribe, his eyes glowed red, "My daughter, my grandson, disappeared within the sphere of influence of your Fire Crow Tribe?"
"We thoroughly investigated the scene and used seven kinds of witch beasts with keen sense of smell, but we couldn't find any smell left by the enemy."
A big man from the Fire Crow Department bowed and reported to the two of them: "Except for the aura of the Black Water Black Snake left specially by the enemy, nothing was found."
"I know, you go down first!"
Ji Shu waved his hand and sent the big man from the Fire Crow Tribe out, then turned to look at his father-in-law Jiang Fen, "Father-in-law, I'm afraid this is very unusual!"
"hey-hey!"
Jiang Fen had a ferocious sneer on his face, "In this area of the Fire Crow Department, the only ones who have such means and can achieve this step are probably the old immortals from the 'Golden Crow Ridge'."
"Father-in-law, you mean..."
Ji Shu raised his eyes and looked at the "Golden Crow Ridge", the ancestral land of the Fire Crow Tribe, and his face changed, "Did they find out about our cooperation with the alien slave-catching group?"
"probably not!"
Jiang Fen shook his head, "Other than ourselves, even Jiang Yao doesn't know about our cooperation with the Blood Moon Mercenary Group. It's impossible for them to find out."
"That… "
Ji Shu frowned tightly, with a fierce look in his eyes, "Then, the disappearance of Jiang Yao and Ji Wu must be related to Ji Xia! Among the priests of Jinwu Ridge, some people don't want me to become the leader. What?"
"No matter what, you have to be the leader!"
Jiang Fen turned to stare at Ji Shu, "Only if you become the leader, you can control the Fire Crow Department, and you can start a war. In this way, we can continuously harvest prisoners of war. If we sell these prisoners of war to the 'Blood Moon', we can exchange them for How much benefit?”
"Father-in-law, the 'Blood Moon' are alien invaders after all. If we cooperate with them, we will probably be regarded as the public enemy of the human race!"
Ji Shu looked at Jiang Fen worriedly, still a little uneasy about this path.
"You know nothing!"
Jiang Fen roared angrily, "From Blood Moon, we can get back the secret method to be promoted to Witch King. As long as we become Witch King, where can we go in the world? Even if the Fire Crow Tribe and even the Bi Fang Tribe were wiped out. So what? In another place, we would be heroes again."
"Witch King?"
Ji Shu clenched his fist tightly, "Become the Witch King and run rampant in the world. Even if the tribe is extinct, what does it have to do with me? I did it! Ji Xia, he is dead. Their whole family is dead. !”
"Here you go, this is a treasure I got back from the 'Blood Moon'."
Jiang Fen took out an ancient mottled wooden staff and handed it to Ji Shu, "The Sui Emperor's staff. Somehow it fell into the hands of a foreign race. They couldn't find the magic in it, so they regarded it as an ordinary ancient object, and I exchanged it for it." ”
"The walking stick of the ancient Holy Emperor Suiren?"
Holding this ancient mottled wooden staff, Ji Shu felt the vast power contained in it, and was so excited that he trembled all over, "With this precious staff, even if the old immortal from Jinwu Ridge intervenes, Ji Xia will be dead."
Time passed slowly, and half a month passed in a flash.
Half a month later, the Fire Crow Department’s year-end festival officially began.
This is a grand ceremony.
All the surrounding small tribes who had good relations with the Fire Crow Department, or were protected by the Fire Crow Department, received invitations one after another to come and watch the ceremony.
The Qingyi tribe was also protected by the Fire Crow tribe and also received an invitation.
"The Fire Crow Tribe's sacrificial ceremony?"
Qing Ming nodded, "Inviting the surrounding tribal leaders to watch the ceremony may also be for the purpose of showing strength and intimidating all parties, right?"
Smiling and putting away the invitation, Qing Ming turned to look at Qingying in the meeting hall, "Uncle Qingying, you haven't visited Aunt Qingfu for a long time, so come with me."
"Yes! Thank you chief!"
Qingying was overjoyed and quickly clasped his fists to accept the order.
"Please let the priest pay more attention to matters at home."
Qing Ming said hello to the priest Qing Rui, took Qing Ying and a team of guards, and set off for Jinwu Ridge, the ancestral land of the Fire Crow Clan.
"The Fire Crow Tribe is indeed a big tribe, with an extraordinary appearance!"
Stepping into the territory of the Fire Crow Tribe, you will see a flaming red mulberry forest in front of you.
Thousands of huge giant crows, their whole bodies glowing with brilliant firelight, soared in the mid-air.
The giant crows were like little suns, their heat rising straight into the sky, driving away all the clouds within a hundred miles of airspace.
"These giant crows... are all in the realm of great witches?"
Qingying raised his eyes and looked at the giant crow in mid-air, dumbfounded, "The Fire Crow Department is so powerful?"
"Of course they can't all be great witches."
Qing Ming shook his head, "Only 10% of the fire crows are in the Great Witch Realm. However, hundreds of Fire Crows in the Great Witch Realm are already quite impressive."
"We are not much worse than them!"
Thinking of the city where the tribe was stationed, and those huge "mountain giants" and "ancient war trees", Qingying's face was full of smiles, "We all have about fifty great witches."
"External forces are not the foundation after all. Only our own tribe and dozens of great witches can truly rise."
Qing Ming sighed. Even he himself had not yet been promoted to the Great Witch, and it was even more difficult for others. The road to the tribe’s rise is long and arduous!
"Woo...Woo!"
A huge horn sound resounded through the sky, and there was a faint sound of dragon roar.
This is the keel horn.
It is said that the ancestors of the Fire Crow Tribe once had strong dragon slayers.
The throat bones of the beheaded dragon were made into a set of precious dragon bone horns, which are now also the treasures of the Fire Crow Department at the bottom of the box.
Today is the official day of the ancestor worship ceremony. This set of dragon bone horns was also taken out and played simultaneously by dozens of the highest-ranking and most powerful witch priests in the Fire Crow Department.
The high-pitched and sharp horn shook the heaven and earth, faintly revealing the power of a dragon. The clouds and smoke rose high in the sky, as if a giant dragon was stirring up the wind and clouds.
"Dragon Bone Horn? Did the Fire Crow Tribe really kill a real dragon back then?"
Qing Ming was also a little shocked by the sound of horns that faintly carried the power of a dragon. The Dragon Clan is not something that ordinary people can afford to offend. After the Fire Crow Tribe killed the real dragon, they were not exterminated by the angry Dragon Clan
"It's just a dragon, not a real dragon."
Mu Huang explained to Qing Ming.
"I see, that makes sense."
Flood dragons can also be considered dragons, but they are not regarded as kin by real dragons. Kill, just kill. Naturally, I am not afraid that the Dragon Clan will come knocking on my door.
"Boom boom boom!"
On the Golden Crow Ridge, the huge animal skin war drum sounded loudly. The thunderous sound of war drums caused the surrounding mountains to rumble and echo, and the ground trembled faintly.
"The sacrificial ceremony begins!"
Countless members of the Fire Crow Tribe gathered from all directions, like long dragons.
In front of the ancestral temple in Jinwu Ridge, the vast square was filled with people from various branches of the Fire Crow Tribe.
Similarly, there were also some foreign leaders, like the Qingyi tribe, who came to watch the ceremony.
"Master Sacrifice, at the sacred sacrificial ceremony, I, Ji Shu, challenge Ji Xia and invite the tribe and ancestors to witness it."
Ji Shu, who had been prepared for a long time, officially launched the "Battle of the Leaders" at this sacred ceremony.
"Didn't you expect this to happen?"
Qing Ming smiled, "The Fire Crow Department is not monolithic inside!"
However, Qing Ming had already made up his mind. If there was a chance to help, he would naturally help Ji Hao.
If the Fire Crow Tribe changes its leader, it would be hard to say whether they would still be allies in the future.
In the early days of the Qingyi tribe's rise, a powerful ally was very necessary.