In the golden viscous juice, countless fire crows with red or mixed black and red feathers slept quietly.
Ji Hao stood on the pond and looked down at the fire crows. His spiritual consciousness penetrated their bodies and felt their changes, and he couldn't help but shake his head. After all, they are acquired mortal beings and cannot compare to innate spiritual beings like the Three-Legged Golden Crow, which are generated from heaven and earth. Even with a large amount of Sun Essence and Yijing Cutting Marrow, the strength of these Fire Crows can only be said to be unsatisfactory.
The most powerful group of old fire crows have activated the three-legged Golden Crow bloodline. Once they awaken, they should be able to achieve a level of cultivation comparable to that of the Witch Emperor.
The young and strong people who are the backbone of the Fire Crow tribe, those with superior qualifications among them should be able to barely reach the level of the Witch Emperor, while more than 90% of the other Fire Crows can probably only have the strength of the Witch King level.
The largest group of female crows and young crows, after absorbing the essence of the sun, can probably be compared to the great witches of the human race. The young crows still have a lot of room for improvement. It will not be a problem to break through to the Witch King realm in the future. However, the female crows consume too much of their life essence and blood. It is considered lucky to have a few powerful wizard kings among them.
After all, the foundation is still not strong enough. Although there is a trace of the blood of the Three-legged Golden Crow in the body, these Fire Crows are the mixed descendants of the Three-legged Golden Crow for who knows how many generations. Their bloodline can play too little role.
"Dong dong" The sound of the crutch hitting the ground came, and the Crow walked into the shrine with the golden crow crutch.
After walking around behind the throne and getting into this small mustard space, Lord Crow widened his golden eyes and looked at the sleeping Fire Crows seriously. According to Crow Master's age, he actually belongs to the young and strong among the Fire Crow tribe. Among these Fire Crows, there are Fire Crow elders who are much older than him, and there are also Young Crows who are several generations younger than him.
It is related to the evolution plan of the entire ethnic group and the future development prospects of the ethnic group. Looking at the sleeping tribesmen, Crow Master couldn't help but scream: "Gah, gah, no good, no good... The hair is still black, why is this?" Can it be done?"
When the Fire Crow is born, its feathers are black. As it grows older and becomes stronger, the more red its feathers become. When all the feathers turn into crimson, this is the leader of the Fire Crow tribe.
But the ancient three-legged golden crows, their feathers were pure gold, and their whole bodies were as brilliant and gorgeous as if they were made of gold. This is the state of the Crow Lord at this moment. So when Crow saw the clan members sleeping in the pond, and most of the people's feathers were black or a mixture of black and red, he couldn't help but scream strangely.
Suddenly, the ferocious Golden Crow eyes on the Golden Crow crutch turned, and a clear thought entered the minds of Ji Hao and Crow Crow.
The Crow was stunned and suddenly laughed: "You are right, the first generation of the three-legged Golden Crow was born on your branch. You are the true ancestor of our Fire Crow clan, Gaga, This matter is left to you, please, please, quack!"
Crow Master picked up the Golden Crow crutch with a smile on his face and carefully inserted it on the edge of the pond.
Ji Hao also held his breath and looked carefully at the Golden Crow crutch, which had rapidly increased in size, and watched it return to its original form of Fuso wood. However, Fusomu did not release his full form this time. He carefully controlled his height within a thousand miles.
The leafy hibiscus tree shook gently, and with a loud "squeak" sound, flaming golden leaves continued to fall off its branches. The golden leaves exude a strong and compelling breath of life, and the shadow of a small three-legged golden crow condensed by the firelight can be seen looming in these leaves.
To be precise, only Donghuang Taiyi was the innate being bred by the Sun Star when the world was created.
The Three-Legged Golden Crow is a strange ethnic group that multiplied out of thin air after the essence of the sun and the life breath of the hibiscus tree merged, in line with the underlying principles of creation.
In this sense, Donghuang Taiyi is the son of the sun, and Fusang wood is the mother of the three-legged Golden Crow. It's hard to define whether the sun is the father or the mother. It can only be said that Donghuang Taiyi and the Three-Legged Golden Crow are blood relatives who share the same biological ancestor.
Therefore, in ancient times, the relationship between Donghuang Taiyi and the Three-Legged Golden Crow was extremely close.
And all the wonderful principles of creation of the Three-Legged Golden Crow are engraved in the life memory of Fuso Wood. As the leaves of the hibiscus tree continued to fall, pieces of golden leaves quietly merged into the bodies of the fire crows.
The feathers on these fire crows burned out at the same time, revealing their bare bodies. Their bones and flesh squirmed rapidly, and the bone marrow and blood in their bodies underwent earth-shaking changes. The bones and flesh in their abdomens squirmed, and a third claw slowly appeared.
The leaves of the hibiscus wood opened the door to evolution for these fire crows, and their bodies were rapidly transforming into the most perfect and powerful three-legged golden crow form. The essence of the sun continues to flow into the bodies of these fire crows, providing them with the powerful energy they need to evolve.
Gradually, new golden feathers continue to grow from the bodies of these fire crows. The new golden feathers are between substance and flame, like solidified flames, but also like melted golden glass. Each feather has a There are countless tiny runes circling and dancing, which are beautiful and magical.
The aura of the Fire Crows was growing rapidly, and they soon broke through the shackles of their bloodline, becoming more and more tyrannical and domineering.
Although in his sleep, many fire crows were already screaming loudly.
Compared with when they were fire crows, the size of these guys who are evolving into three-legged golden crows has not changed much, but their voices are more than a hundred times louder than before. Billions of fire crows were chattering in their sleep at the same time. The loud noise made Ji Hao dizzy and his eyes could not help but roll around.
Only Crow Crow raised his hands in great excitement and jumped around the pond. When he got angry, he screamed "quack" at the top of his voice, in harmony with the sleeping tribesmen in the pond.
Suddenly, with a loud roar like a cloud, a three-legged golden crow suddenly flew out of the pond. He slowly opened his wings. His original height was only a dozen feet, but his size increased rapidly, and his wingspan suddenly reached more than three hundred miles.
Intense true sun fire erupted from the body of this three-legged golden crow. He flapped his wings happily, opened his mouth and roared wildly.
Mr. Crow smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into a thin line: "Taizu Gong, are you awake? Try, try, try to become a human?"
The old Golden Crow roared, and his huge figure rolled, suddenly turning into a tall old man with a sharp mouth and a thin body, wearing a golden robe. Just looking at his appearance, he and Mr. Crow are almost printed from the same mold.
"Old lady!" Ji Hao laughed and rushed forward, hugging the old man who was transformed into the Golden Crow: "Ha, I can no longer pluck your hair to make arrow feathers!"
Old Jinwu shook his head and looked at Ji Hao seriously: "What a good baby, what a good baby. From now on, we, the Golden Crow clan, will all depend on you, Ji Hao!"
One after another, the golden crows kept flying out of the pond. They rolled on the spot and turned into figures in golden robes with sharp mouths, laughing wildly around Ji Hao.
Ji Hao's sun crow soldiers were officially formed.
(End of chapter)