A group of burly men with ugly faces walked out of Ji Hao's courtyard, and many people complained loudly.

"Borrowing the power of inherited witch treasure can only defeat the eldest brother. Are such people qualified to be our leader?"

"Inherited Wu Bao, if it weren't for the elder brother's elder brother's tribe, who died for the death of the Fire Crow tribe and foreign enemies, some of the inherited Wu Baos passed down from ancient times were lost. How could the elder brother lose to that boy?"

"I feel annoyed that white-skinned guy when I look at him. The small, tender and tender little man doesn't look like a man!"

"This guy has a bad reputation. Hum, Hum, there are some things you can ask about people near their tribe!"

These people are the most powerful warriors in the Fire Crow Tribe, and they are also Ji Xia's close comrades. These warriors are full of resentment about Ji Shu's rise to power. However, the rules of their ancestors were placed there. Ji Xia was defeated at the ancestor worship ceremony, and they had no choice but to deal with Ji Shu.

Many tribe members came to visit Ji Xia and Qing Fu in coma. Seeing Ji Xia and Qing Fu now, the tribesmen's dissatisfaction with Ji Shu became stronger. Ji Xia served as the leader of the warrior for so many years, leading the tribe members to fight with the feud of Heishui Xuanshe tribe and seized a large area of ​​territory. The tribesmen all believed in Ji Xia's ability.

Qing Fu has excellent medical skills. The witch medicine he refined has saved countless people who have suffered from epidemics. Her reputation in the clan even surpassed Ji Xia.

The scene of the couple being intentionally seriously injured by Ji Shu was seen and remembered by all the tribe members. Although the tribe members could not stop Ji Shu from taking over the position of warrior leader, it would be impossible for Ji Shu to drive these tribe members with his fingers as his arm.

After the last wave of tribe members who came to visit left, Ji Hao sat next to Qing Fu, pressed his hands on Qing Fu's left and right temples, silently operating the technique of repairing the sky without missing.

A trace of three-colored fire gushed out from Qing Fu's temples and was swallowed by Ji Hao's body. The terrible high temperature burned Ji Hao's body, and sweat sprayed out like a spring water. However, before these three-colored fires could cause greater damage to Ji Hao, the colorful flames in the lower abdomen had already shaken violently, and all the three-colored fires were swallowed by the colorful flames in one bite.

The small and dim colorful flame suddenly became brighter. As the flames flashed, a large number of colorful streamers poured out from the flames and kept injecting into Ji Hao's body. Ji Hao, who had already possessed the tenth level of the Witch Man Realm and had a physical strength of 100,000 stones, suddenly felt that his physical strength had increased again, and the enhancement was far beyond his imagination.

"This is the power of dragon blood." A strong and powerful voice came from my mind: "Your physical structure has reached the most perfect state, so the limit of your physical strength is far beyond that of any human race. Well, find more powerful prey to swallow it, and you can completely have physical strength comparable to the great witch when you are in the Witch Man Realm."

Ji Hao was wicked and was not interested in the suggestion of Phantom. When he was in the Witch Man Realm, he had the physical strength of a great witch. How much prey would he eat?

He swallowed all the fire in Qing Fu's body, and Ji Hao used it according to the law, refining all the fire in Ji Xia's body. His hands formed a seal, Ji Hao stood beside the two of them, silently communicating the endless power that existed in the world around him.

The word "娱" was quietly activated, and Ji Xia and Qing Fu's bodies trembled slightly. With the help of the power of the Nine-character Mantra, Ji Hao controlled their bodies and drove their bodies to stimulate the most mysterious life potential in their bodies.

The word "Zhe" mantra exploded later, and Ji Hao's handprint changed. A bright light flowed out from the air around him like a river. The light injected into Ji Xia and Qing Fu's bodies. The word "Zhe" mantra represents the most mysterious rejuvenation of life. The powerful breath of life lingers in Ji Xia and Qing Fu's bodies, constantly repairing the hidden wounds in their bodies.

Under the observation of Ji Hao's spiritual power, even the witch caves that Ji Xia and Qing Fu were destroyed back then were quickly recovered under the life force mobilized by the "Zhe" mantra. It is very likely that Ji Hao could perfectly solve the various damages caused by the two people's witch caves being destroyed back then.

Ji Xia and Qing Fu were wrapped in a gentle ball of light, and their painful expressions became extremely gentle.

Ji Hao looked at the two of them and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With two "dongdong" sounds, a crow more than two feet tall fell on the windowsill of the wooden house, and the beak pecked at the edge of the window with force.

Ji Hao walked to the windowsill, stroked the crow hard, took out a piece of jerky meat and fed it into the crow's mouth, and asked softly: "Is it my grandpa looking for me?"

The crow screamed "quackly" and flew up silently. Ji Hao glanced at Ji Xia, Qing Fu, who was lying quietly, rushed out of the window, followed the crow to avoid the residence of the tribe members along the way, and came to the mulberry forest at the end of the valley.

In the huge wooden house for discussion in the Sanglin Secret Land, Ji Kui, Ji Tu and more than a dozen of the highest-ranking witch musicians sat around the fire pit. Seeing Ji Hao walking in, Ji Kui smiled and waved his hand, gently patting the ground beside him: "Hao, come here to sit."

Ji Hao sat next to Ji Kui, carefully looked at the serious faces of the witch priests, and said respectfully: "Grandpas, please call me over, what's wrong?"

Ji Kui drooped his eyelids and said calmly: "You know that Ji Shu is your father's cousin... To be precise, there are 127 blood descendants of the Wu Emperor lineage of our Fire Crow Tribe, but the bloodline is the most recent and purest. Apart from your father's lineage, Ji Shu's clan members are considered the most orthodox lineage among other branches."

Sighing, Ji Kui said coldly: "However, they are too close to Bifang's tribe, and some of their practices are not in line with the interests of our Fire Crow tribe for generations. So they have always been excluded from Jinwuling, and they have never had the opportunity to get involved in the power of the Holy Land."

Ji Hao smiled bitterly: "Grandpa, this time, my dad was injured by Ji Shu..."

Ji Kui's thin and shriveled palm pressed on Ji Hao's shoulders. He said solemnly: "It's already like this, let's see what they want to do. But the most important thing now is, Hao, you are the dolls that we old guys are unanimously optimistic about. You will have a great future, so we will definitely not allow you to have any risks."

Ji Hao spread his hands and said to Ji Kui sincerely: "But half of the reason why Ji Shu's son was killed is with me. Ji Shu, Jiang Xi, and the people behind them will not let me go so easily."

Ji Kui pursed his lips and smiled mysteriously: "So, during the ancestor worship ceremony, we received guidance from the ancestor spirit - Hao, although you are not a great witch, the ancestor spirits are particularly grateful. You can sign a war beast contract with a giant crow."

Ji Hao looked at Ji Kui dumbly. The giant crow was the terrifying existence of the Crow He usually rode on. Even Ji Xia was not qualified to sign the war beast contract. Can he actually contract one?

"Grandpa, how do the Zuling and others know me?" Ji Hao was very curious about this matter.

"We are the witch priests of the Fire Crow Tribe. The ancestor spirit said this to us, of course we have to do this!" Ji Kui and other witch priests present laughed strangely: "The will of the priests has always been conveyed through us, so Hao, let you contract a giant crow, this must be the will of the priests."

Ji Hao knew it well and stopped talking.

The thick door of the wooden house was pushed open, and the Crow Master who was carrying Ji Hao running around on weekdays staggered step by step.

When he saw Ji Hao, the Ya Gong shouted happily, and a drop of crystal clear blood flew out from the corner of his mouth, turning into a twisted rune that penetrated into Ji Hao's eyebrows like lightning.

Ji Hao instantly felt the existence of the Ya Gong. His body was trembling slightly, and the blood power in his body boiled like a tide. A golden red fire light soared into the sky behind him.
Chapter completed!