The strong wind swept the heavy snow to the ground, but it could not get any closer to Yaoshan City.
The nine-headed and three-legged Golden Crow was suspended on the top of the mountain, and the Golden Crow totem war flag refined by Abao was flying fiercely in the sky above the Three-legged Golden Crow. The golden light and fire energy shone in the void, and the wind and snow were completely evaporated before they even got close.
The tribesmen led by Yao Bo lined up neatly, and with the shouts of soldiers wearing heavy armor all around, they devoutly walked into Yaoshan City from the four directions of southeast, northwest, and walked towards Yaoshan in the center of the city.
There were a large number of teenagers and babies mixed in the team, the oldest among them was only ten years old, and the youngest was still a child in his arms. Everyone looked feverishly at the three-legged Golden Crow suspended in the sky, feeling the surging heat emanating from the Three-legged Golden Crow.
Soon the streets and alleys of Yaoshan City were filled with people from various villages and villages. They stood at the foot of Yaoshan Mountain, all looking up at the burning altar on the top of Yaoshan Mountain.
Ji Hao stood on the top of the mountain, surrounded by fire. Standing next to him were Shaosi, Manman, Taisi, Yumu, Fengxing, and twelve witch emperors including Zhu Ronglong, Zhu Ronghu, Zhulongyan, and Zhulongyan. Standing beside Tie Lang and other surrendered Witch King, stood Ji Tian, Ji Di and other disciples of Ji Hao's direct disciples.
The apprentices who have joined the witch temple and dojo in the past few years are wearing red robes, holding various large and small golden crow flags, and standing on clouds of fire around Yaoshan Mountain. These apprentices themselves did not have the strength to fly in the air, so they all relied on the power of the formation to put on this ceremonial display.
But the people below don’t know that this is the power of the formation. In the hearts of the human people, only the Witch King can fly off the ground, so they all think that the disciples in the Witch Palace and the Dojo are all Witch Kings!
Tens of thousands of 'Witch Kings' were suspended in the void. The people of Yao Bo's leader's awe for Ji Hao increased a lot out of thin air. At the same time, the pride and glory in their hearts also soared a lot out of thin air. Their respect for Yao Bo Uncle, I have a much deeper sense of recognition for Yao Boling.
Ji Hao looked at the countless clansmen in all directions, raised his magic power and spoke loudly.
"Today is a good day. It is a good day for you to formally integrate into the Golden Crow Tribe and officially become members of the Yaobo Territory. From today on, your children will have the sacred blood of the ancient Three-Legged Golden Crow flowing in their bodies, and they will inherit the legacy of the ancient Three-Legged Golden Crow. Powerful."
"From today on, these children will have a more glorious future. Perhaps in the future they will become generals under my command, ministers around me, and famous figures in the entire human race."
The people held their breath and looked at Ji Hao with wide eyes.
Many old people with some knowledge were so excited that their whole bodies were trembling.
The origin of human cultivation in ancient times comes from the inheritance of the power of mythical beasts and birds from all over the world. There is no doubt that the bloodline of the Three-Legged Golden Crow was one of the most powerful beings in ancient times. Many of the people of Yao Bo's Territory derive their inherited power from some rare birds and exotic beasts that are far inferior to the three-legged golden crow. Even if they have cultivated to the realm of great witches and witch kings, they are still much weaker than those warriors of the same level who have strong inheritances. .
Moreover, the people of these newly joined small tribes, because their inherited power is so weak, it is almost impossible for their tribes to have a Witch Emperor-level existence. However, the bloodline power of the Three-Legged Golden Crow is extremely powerful. As long as the bloodline inheritance is complete, becoming the Witch Emperor is a matter of course.
In other words, the dolls here today are very likely to become the Witch Emperor in the future, a powerful and aloof Witch Emperor. For ordinary people, the power of the Witch Emperor is almost the same as that of gods!
So many old people trembled and knelt on the ground, paying homage to Ji Hao.
More and more tribesmen knelt on the ground and respectfully paid homage to Ji Hao.
Waves of pure power of faith converged on Ji Hao. Ji Hao once again had that strange feeling. His thinking became extremely clear. The problems he could think about every moment increased a hundred times. His thoughts on Yu The Taoist Yu's formation method has increased the efficiency of understanding the avenues of heaven and earth hundreds of times, and they simply feel the pleasure of being omnipotent.
"Okay!" Ji Hao just shouted, waved his right hand, and nine fist-sized fistfuls of blood spurted out from his fingertips, quickly blending into the nine-headed, three-legged golden crow in the sky.
Ji Hao's blood essence was integrated into the body of the three-legged golden crow. The nine heads still maintained physical vitality, but the aura emitted by the ancient divine bird whose soul had dissipated was faintly integrated with a wisp of Ji Hao's aura.
Ji Hao walked slowly around the altar and sang the sacrificial incantation passed down from generation to generation by the shaman priests of the Golden Crow Tribe.
With the blessing of the formation, Ji Hao's sacrificial spell was transmitted to the ears of all the tribesmen. It was clearly visible, and every byte was clear. The tribesmen who were kneeling on the ground began to sing the sacrificial incantation devoutly along with Ji Hao, and the frequency of everyone's souls was approaching a standard frequency.
A magnificent and powerful soul aura rose into the sky, and all the soul power of everyone gathered on Ji Hao. Ji Hao's body was trembling slightly. At this moment, he was the well-deserved god of Yaoshan City, holding all the secrets in the hearts of all the tribesmen. , everything is exposed before his eyes, and the existence and death of everyone's souls are controlled by him.
Ji Hao finally understood how magical the sacrificial spells passed down from generation to generation by various tribes were. They were magnificent treasures from ancient times.
In this sacred sacrificial occasion, everyone's souls merge into one, and everyone's strength gathers together. This is not only a sacrificial ceremony, but also the ultimate means for human tribes to resist foreign enemies in ancient times. The tragic tactic of killing the enemy together.
"That's it!" Ji Hao nodded slowly and pointed at the nine-headed, three-legged golden crow.
With the blessing of the soul power of countless tribesmen, Ji Hao exerted incomparable magical power with a single finger. The nine-headed, three-legged Golden Crow opened its eyes at the same time, a gap opened between the eyebrows, and a large amount of golden Crow essence and blood spurted out. , turned into shining golden runes and shot out in all directions.
The golden runes fell on the brows of the children and babies, turning into streaks of golden light that penetrated their bodies, dyeing the veins in their bodies golden red, and adding an extra layer of Golden Crow to their bodies. The breath of divine flames.
From now on, as long as these children cultivate the witchcraft power, they will definitely cultivate the flame witchcraft power of the Golden Crow Department, and not any other power.
Their bodies were fused with the essence and blood of the Golden Crow, and even more so with Ji Hao's essence and blood. From then on, they were Ji Hao's true clansmen, clansmen inherited by true blood.
One by one, the veins were lit up with runes. Ji Hao used his magical power. Forty-nine thousand veins were lit up in these children's bodies. Once they develop witchcraft power in the future, they will be able to open these veins very smoothly.
There are forty-nine thousand veins, only a few thousand less than the secret method of expanding veins in the inner hall of the Witch Palace.
Once these children led by Uncle Ji Haoyao begin to practice and have opened 49,000 veins, they will have a foundation that is many times or dozens of times stronger than that of their peers from other tribes. Their combat effectiveness is by no means the same level as that of other tribes. Warriors can be compared.
"Uncle Yao!"
"Uncle Yao!"
"Uncle Yao!"
Seeing the faint golden-red light on their children, all the people shouted crazily at the same time.
At this moment, everyone is paying attention. The entire Yao Bo Territory, regardless of each other or their origin, is a member of the Golden Crow Tribe!
(End of chapter)