On the mountainside of a mountain not far from Jinwu Ridge, a haggard old man and a lean middle-aged man stood side by side on a big tree, looking at the battle between Ji Xia and Ji Shu in the distance.
The old man's upper body was bare, with dozens of grinning venomous snake totems tattooed with black paint on his dead white skin. When his body moved, all the venomous snakes seemed to be squirming, looking extremely ferocious and disgusting.
A two-foot-long thin black snake was coiled around the old man's neck. A pair of pale green eyes stared at Jinwu Ridge. The thin snake hissed from time to time. The black horn on his forehead was shining in the sun. Shining underneath.
The skinny middle-aged man was much taller than the old man next to him. He wore a tight-fitting soft armor made of black snakeskin, and carried an eight-foot long sword on his back. His thin cheeks twitched from time to time. .
A one-horned black snake more than ten feet long rested on a branch with its tail wrapped around the middle-aged man's waist. Like the little snake around the old man's neck, this one-horned black snake was also staring at Jinwu Ridge and the giant fire crows suspended in the air.
Amidst 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 old, withered, skeleton-like face twitched, and he muttered in a low voice: "This Ji Xia, the sneak attack failed to kill him ten years ago, he will still be a nuisance to our Black Water Black Snake Department in the future."
The middle-aged man frowned, clenched his hands together and kept exerting force, and his finger joints kept making crackling sounds.
With a deep sigh, the old man murmured: "Ten years ago, Ji Xia's witch cave was destroyed. I originally thought that he was a useless person. But I didn't expect that he actually opened up so many witch caves. It's worthy of him. He is a blood descendant of the Witch Emperor of the Fire Crow Tribe, and his potential is too terrifying."
The middle-aged man snorted angrily and said through gritted teeth: "What about the blood descendants of the Fire and Crow Witch Emperor? Twenty-five years ago, we attacked and killed Ji Xia's father and killed his seven brothers by the way; Fifty years ago, we killed his grandfather in a siege, and all his father’s brothers were also killed in that battle.”
Holding his head proudly, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said: "Now the purest descendant of the Fire Crow Witch Emperor's lineage is Ji Xia! I, the Blackwater Black Dragon, will never let him live for another ten years. "
The old man nodded and said solemnly: "Jiao, we can't let Ji Xia live any longer. In the past ten years, under his leadership, the Fire Crow Tribe has pressed hard on our tribe step by step. We have lost several of the most fertile pieces. hunting ground. It can’t go on like this.”
The black water dragon stroked the snake tail wrapped around his waist and said in a sinister tone: "So, I really want Ji Shu to become the warrior leader of the Fire Crow Tribe. Grandpa, although I don't like Ji Shu, a sinister guy, but I don’t like Ji Xia even more!”
Squinting his eyes, Heishui Wujiao said in a sinister voice: "My eldest brother died at the hands of Ji Xia. I must tear open this guy's chest with my own hands, dig out his heart, and offer it to the noble Heishui Xuan. Snakes as sacrifices!”
'Hiss', the one-horned black snake raised its body and put its head on the shoulder of the black water dragon. The black snake Xinzi licked his face affectionately.
The fire shot up into the sky. Ji Shu stood on the fire cloud and stood a hundred feet above the ground. He held the wooden stick with both hands and laughed loudly. The wooden stick with a length of more than two meters is like a branch that has just been cut from the trunk of the tree. It is green all over, and there are large fresh leaves hanging on dozens of small branches.
The first impression this wooden stick gives people is that of 'vitality'. It doesn't look like a wooden stick at all, but rather like a big tree that is still rooted in the ground and contains infinite vitality.
Ji Shu grasped the wooden stick tightly and waved it hard, and heard the whirring sound of wind and fire coming out of the wooden stick, and large pieces of three-color fire continued to spurt out from the wooden stick. The three-color fire looked like glass. The white flame was on the outermost layer, the middle layer was cyan, and the core layer was red. The three-color flame turned into a fireball the size of a human head and fell to the ground. The rocks wherever it touched instantly turned into blue smoke.
Ji Shu's body was wrapped in a heat wave, and the terrifying heat distorted the air. His body looked like a shadow in the swaying water waves, and his figure could no longer be seen clearly with the naked eye.
The people of the Fire Crow Tribe shouted at the same time. The flames emitted by this wooden staff were too powerful and terrifying. The wave of witchcraft power erupted from the staff was like a tsunami. The mountains and forests within a hundred miles were shaken randomly by the invisible waves. , the heat wave made the people of the Fire Crow tribe sweat profusely, and some people's hair and eyebrows burned for no reason.
Ji Hao stared at this wooden staff with jaws on his face. Such a terrifying power, Ji Shu just held it in his hand, and before he could activate its power, the power of this wooden staff enveloped the land within a hundred miles!
If Ji Shu activates it with all his strength, this wooden staff can instantly destroy all enemies within a hundred miles, right
"What the hell is this!" Ji Hao's heart tightened tightly, and he suddenly became worried about Ji Xia.
"Inherited witch treasure." Qingfu didn't know when he arrived behind Ji Hao, and put his hands tightly on his shoulders. Qingfu's fingers spasmed, and her fingertips dug deeply into Ji Hao's flesh. It was obvious that she was extremely nervous.
"Inherited witch treasures, the weakest inherited witch treasures, also require extremely powerful great witches. Only great witches who have opened at least a hundred witch caves can have the strength to refine them. Any inherited witch treasure must at least go through generations of great witches. , it takes at least a thousand years of witchcraft power and nourishment of essence and blood to finally take shape." Qingfu murmured to himself: "Any inherited witchcraft treasure can increase the strength of a great witch by more than ten times."
Ji Hao's body tensed, he turned around and shouted in a low voice: "Abba... If Ji Shu's strength increases tenfold, then Abba..."
Qing Fu's pretty face turned pale, she gritted her teeth and hummed in a low voice: "Of course your father has his own inherited witch treasure. Hao, how can I say that your father and you are both the most orthodox members of the Fire Crow Tribe?" The blood descendant of the Witch Emperor. But, but, Ji Shu’s inherited witch treasure is too powerful and should not appear in his hands at all.”
Ji Xia stood on the boiling magma and let out a low roar. With a wave of his left hand, a shield made of nine huge red dragon scales flew out of the air and clasped firmly on his arm. He grabbed the air with his right hand, and held a spear with a golden mulberry heart as its handle and a red dragon horn as its head.
Holding the spear tightly with one hand and striking the shield hard, Ji Xia shouted loudly: "Shu, come on!"
Ji Shu sneered a few times, held the wooden staff tightly with both hands, bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a bloody arrow on the wooden staff. Then a low, long roar was heard, and dozens of three-color fire phoenixes with a wingspan of more than a hundred feet flew out of the wooden staff, spitting out fire smoke that was a thousand feet long, and rushed towards Ji Xia crazily. .
Ji Shu's body flashed, and his tall body turned into a ball of fire, hidden in the flames sprayed by the fire phoenix. Several people ducked in front of Ji Xia, and the wooden stick hit Ji Xia's head fiercely.
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Brothers and sisters, wake up early and be in good spirits!
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