The Magus Era

Chapter 136: Mutation

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Jinwu Ridge, the ancestral temple of the Jinwu tribe, once again lit up the witchcraft fire for sacrifice.

This time, Ji Hao, like other witch priests and elders with sufficient status, stood in front of the entrance of the ancestral temple, overlooking the sacrifices that were silently being slaughtered one by one like pigs and dogs.

There are 100,000 elite tribesmen from the Blackwater Black Snake Tribe, including 300 great witches, 6,000 minor witches, and the rest are all elite warriors with more than 70% of the shaman realm. They were pulled one by one to the front of the ancestral temple without any resistance, and the soldiers of the Golden Crow tribe chopped off their heads.

Ji Kui stood in front of the ancestral temple with a smile on his face. Behind him, a clear Golden Crow totem was spitting out fierce flames. All the blood essence and blood spurted from the bodies of the beheaded sacrifices were swallowed by the Golden Crow totem.

This was the most grand blood sacrifice held by the Golden Crow Tribe in thousands of years, and it was much grander than the last blood sacrifice held privately by Ji Hao.

Hot wind is constantly blowing out from the entrance of the ancestral temple carved on the cliff. Deep inside the ancestral temple on the cliff, you can hear the sharp screams of countless ancestor spirits. Red firelight flashed rapidly in the ancestral temple, and the ancestral spirits could not wait to enjoy the generous sacrifices from their mortal enemies.

Three powerful old shamans from the Black Water Black Snake Tribe were pulled up. Ji Xia personally used the knife and brutally kicked their knees to pieces, forcing them to kneel down facing the ancestral temple of the Golden Crow Tribe.

The three old witch priests allowed Ji Xia to do what he did without any resistance. However, when Ji Xia raised the stone knife used for sacrifice and was about to cut their necks, they screamed at the same time: "One day, we, Heishui, will The warriors of the Black Snake Division will use your blood and souls to wash away our shame today!"

In the Southern Wilderness, as an apology offering from the defeated tribes, the three old wizards were very conscious and did not resist, but this did not prevent them from issuing curses before they died - in Ji Hao's view, this was a kind of me I can't beat you, but I can at least disgust you with your boring behavior.

So Ji Hao folded his hands in front of his chest, lazily took two steps forward, sneered at the three old wizards and said: "You warriors of the Black Water Black Snake Tribe? Like those three thousand incompetent wastes, you were beaten by me A warrior who can be easily killed by one person?"

Raising a finger, Ji Hao smiled at the Golden Crow warriors who were standing in front of the ancestral temple, their faces all red and gasping for breath: "I can kill three thousand of you by myself. Our Golden Crow clan now has There are so many warriors, do you still have hope?"

The three old wizards raised their heads in despair and stared at the sky in silence.

"One hundred years later, when your Black Water Black Snake Tribe once again steps out of the Water Ape Tribe's territory and invades our Golden Crow Tribe's territory, your tribe will be destroyed." Ji Hao looked at the three old men and shouted sternly: "To the The ancestral spirits of the Golden Crow tribe swear that if you dare to show up again, I will definitely destroy your entire clan at all costs!"

In the Southern Wilderness, benevolence, righteousness and morality have no effect. If you want to survive, you must destroy all enemies.

Ji Hao has the deepest understanding of this!

The Golden Crow totem suspended behind Ji Kui looked up to the sky and hissed. The high-pitched roars of countless ancestral spirits came from the ancestral temple. Waves of crazy heat surged between the heaven and the earth. One hundred thousand high-quality sacrifices, It brought extremely powerful power to the sleeping ancestral spirits in the ancestral temple.

The Golden Crow Totem lowered its head, opened its big mouth, and a golden-red fire light shot out and engulfed Ji Hao's body.

Ji Kui laughed happily and roared at all the tribesmen: "Tribesmen, look at Ji Hao. He defeated three thousand warriors of the same age alone and made great contributions to our Golden Crow tribe, so the ancestors are happy , he received the gift from the ancestral spirit!"

Hundreds of thousands of Golden Crow warriors present raised their weapons at the same time and roared loudly to the sky. Everyone's eyes were red with excitement. Stimulated by the unique blood aura emanating from the Golden Crow totem, many Golden Crow warriors fell into Entering a strange state of madness, his body began to expand rapidly.

Ji Hao was wrapped in the golden-red light, and his body slowly flew up, suspended in the air several feet above the ground. Strong heat continued to pour into the body, and the more than two hundred meridians in Ji Hao's body that belonged to the inheritance of the power of the Golden Crow lit up one after another. These meridians quickly became stronger and tougher, and one after another the meridians continued to expand and become more spacious. , the witch power in the veins rapidly filled up, and the witch points began to heat up and swell.

In just a dozen breaths, Ji Hao's meridians were filled with golden-red blazing witchcraft power, and could no longer hold even a drop of excess witchcraft power.

Judging from the standards of the Southern Wilderness, Ji Hao has reached the peak of the Little Witch Realm. All he needs to do is gather all his witch power, inject it into a witch cave, forcefully open the witch cave, and fill all the witch power into the witch cave. , this can break through and become a great witch.

However, the Golden Crow Totem still continued to inject majestic witchcraft power into Ji Hao's body. Obviously, the ancestral spirits of the Golden Crow tribe were very satisfied with Ji Hao's achievements and were also very satisfied with this sacrifice. They were willing to spend a certain amount of money. Power, help Ji Hao become a great witch all at once!

The steady stream of witchcraft power compressed and collided with the burning meridians one by one. Ji Hao felt as if his meridians were about to burst.

"It's just that I'm really unwilling!" Ji Hao gritted his teeth and sighed secretly!

In Ji Hao's body, there is an extremely complex network of meridians that are countless. Among the countless meridians, there are more than two hundred meridians burning brightly. These meridians roughly outline the pattern of a three-legged golden crow.

This is the inheritance of power of the Golden Crow!

Ancient humans were weak and their ancestors could not withstand various crises in nature. They begged various powerful mythical beasts and birds to fuse the natal essence and blood of these powerful creatures to create a power network similar to these mythical beasts and birds in their bodies. From now on, their cultivation methods and their power will be passed down!

The number of meridians in the human body is huge, and it is like a small universe that contains everything. Therefore, with the weak body of the human race, they can inherit the power system of countless mythical beasts and birds. With the body of a ethnic group, they have the cultivation of countless mythical beasts and birds. Dharma door!

As time goes by, the natal essence and blood from the divine beasts and birds in ancient humans gradually become thinner, and the activated power veins in the human race gradually decrease. This is also the main reason why many once powerful tribes gradually declined and became weak.

At this moment, Ji Hao has more than 200 Golden Crow veins in his body, several times more than ordinary tribesmen. However, compared with the ancestors who received the true inheritance of Golden Crow essence and blood in ancient times, the ancestors of the Golden Crow tribe at that time had thousands of veins in their bodies. A golden crow vein!

There is no doubt that the more Golden Crow veins you have, the stronger the witchcraft power that will eventually be integrated into a witch cave, and the stronger the foundation, the more powerful it will be at the same price in the future!

Ji Hao is not willing to give in, that is, he is not willing to become a great witch with just over 200 Golden Crow veins!

According to the crude cultivation methods of the Southern Wilderness, if he uses this basic breakthrough to become a great witch, his future achievements will definitely be inferior to those of the ancient ancestors of the Golden Crow Tribe! How could the arrogant 'Qinglong' tolerate such a thing in his past and present lives

In the vast soul space, white air rolled quietly, and the shadow that had not seen movement for a long time condensed its figure again.

"Golden Crow bloodline? I don't know what it means!" Xuying snorted coldly and drew a gentle arc with his right hand.

Ji Hao's whole body trembled violently, and all the meridians in his body lit up with a faint light at the same time.

(End of chapter)