The nine largest Fire Crows stood next to the altar, forming a perfect circle.
The Fire Crows raised their wings high, proudly raising their heads, looking at the scorching sun in the sky.
It was noon, the scorching sun was pouring down a lava-like light. The feathers of the Fire Crows were gilded by the sunlight, and a layer of water-like fiery light was rolling on their bodies.
If one looked carefully, one would find that there was a small, perfectly round spell symbol sparkling deep inside the eyes of the nine Fire Crows. This golden spell symbol was perfectly round, surrounded by a layer of fiery light, like the sun in the sky, giving an indescribable sense of holiness and antiquity.
In the sky, the other Fire Crows were quietly floating.
They were staring at the altar, with an indescribable sense of mystery and solemnity surrounding their bodies. These Fire Crows even held their breaths, their bodies were slightly trembling, and their steel-like feathers were slightly bumping against each other, making silvery noises.
"Haha, haha, haha!" Black Water Jiao yelled crazily, "I can't believe I can see the ancient blood sacrifice magic of the Fire Crow Clan with my own eyes! Ji Hao, you've got guts, you little bastard! You've got guts to use the ancient blood sacrifice magic, the 'nine suns in the sky', that your Fire Crow Clan didn't even want to use in the centennial worship ceremony! "
Ji Hao was fiddling with the three pitch-black thorns of life and death, looking at Black Water Jiao with a faint smile on his face, and said, "The 'nine suns in the sky' blood sacrifice magic, my grandpa and the others didn't want to use it in the centennial worship ceremony, because they didn't have any qualified offerings."
Ji Hao put the thorns of life and death back into his hair bun, rubbed his hands and said, "After all, many of the ancestors worshiped in the Ancestral Temple in the Holy Land have existed since the ancient times, the souls of the real Gold Crows... They've seen a lot, ordinary offerings are nothing to them."
Ji Hao shrugged, smiled and said, "Hastily used the 'nine suns in the sky' blood sacrifice magic, and disturbed the souls of the ancient Gold Crows, but we didn't have any qualified offerings, so we can only use our own blood and souls to make amends. My grandpa and the others are still alive, they don't want to die yet. "
Qing Ying and a few strong Fire Crow Clan warriors grabbed Black Water Jiao's limbs and put him in the middle of the altar.
Black Water Jiao screamed hoarsely, struggling crazily. However, all of Black Water Jiao's Magus Acupoints were slightly pierced by Ji Hao with the black thorns of life and death. Black Water Jiao's body was controlled by the highly toxic poison that had been stored by Qing Yi Clan's Maguspriests for countless years. Black Water Jiao couldn't fight back at all.
"Ji Hao, you little bastard!" Black Water Jiao yelled madly, "How dare you! There are one hundred and fifty-eight Senior Magi from thirty-two clans, seventy-nine Maguspriests and elders from each clan! How dare you sacrifice all of us?!"
"Why not?" "A hundred and fifty-eight Senior Magi, seventy-nine senior-level Maguspriests and elders … even the ancient Gold Crow ancestor souls wouldn't be too picky. Hmm, this time, the ancestral spirit will definitely bless me! "
Not only Black Water Jiao, even the Senior Magi warriors, Maguspriests and elders from the other clans all began howling out. They were also controlled by the poison of the black thorns of life and death, they couldn't even move a finger, but their tongues were still as flexible as before.
"Ji Hao, we admit our guilt, we accept the punishment, we are willing to become the Fire Crow Clan's appendages!"
"Lord Ji Hao, it's our fault, our clan is willing to become your appendages!"
"My God, I don't want to die, I don't want to die! Ji Hao, Lord Ji Hao, please spare our lives, spare our lives, it's all that bitch Jiang Yao's fault, it's all her fault, we didn't want to offend the Fire Crow Clan! "
These people, who usually stood high above the masses in their clans, were crying and begging Ji Hao for mercy.
If Ji Hao only wanted to kill them, these people wouldn't be afraid of death, many of them would even be willing to die. In the Southern Wasteland clans, dying for the clan's benefits was a supreme glory, and the warriors' souls would be sent back to the ancestral temple and be worshiped by their clansmen.
However, Ji Hao wasn't going to kill them, he was going to sacrifice them!
Their souls would never be able to return to the ancestral land, instead, their souls would become the nourishment of the Fire Crow Clan's ancestors, and would become a part of the Fire Crow Clan's ancestors' souls after they were destroyed. The ancestors' souls that the Fire Crow Clan worshiped would become more powerful because of their sacrifice, but they would also disappear, never to exist again!
Therefore, they were scared, they were scared, their faces were covered in tears, some of them even wet their pants, crying and begging Ji Hao for mercy.
"Hurry up, this is the best time to sacrifice, the sun is high in the sky." Ji Hao shouted coldly, "Uncle, hurry up, kill all the leaders of these clans, then you can take those thirty thousand slaves of yours with peace of mind."
Qing Ying hurriedly sped up, one after another, Senior Magi, Maguspriests and elders, whose faces were covered with tears and snot, were piled up on the altar, as if they were stacking firewood.
The nine gigantic Fire Crows, who were standing beside the altar, cawed with satisfaction. 'Nine suns in the sky', 'blood sacrifice', they had never seen this kind of mysterious sacrificial ceremony that had been engraved in their bloodlines. The oldest of the nine gigantic Fire Crows was nearly a thousand years old, however, during the past thousand years, the Fire Crow Clan had never held this' nine suns in the sky 'ceremony again.
However, a long, long time ago, when the Fire Crow Clan still had Magus Kings and even Divine Magi, every hundred years, the Fire Crow Clan would always prepare enough sacrifices and hold this kind of sacrificial ceremony.
Back then, the Fire Crow Clan was at the peak of its power, even more powerful than the Bi Fang Clan, the Rosefinch Clan and other powerful clans. The glory of that time, even these gigantic Fire Crows were fascinated by it.
This time, over two hundred powerful Senior Magi had been sacrificed, and many more Junior Magi and Novice Magi had also been prepared. If necessary, they could be thrown into the altar and used as sacrifices at any time.
This time, the blood sacrifice ceremony would be a success!
The nine gigantic Fire Crows were quivering with excitement, and couldn't help but glance at Ji Hao with approval. They didn't come all the way here to fight for Ji Hao in vain. Merely for this' nine suns in the sky 'blood-offering magic, it was worth it for them to come all the way here.
Soon, all Senior Magi, Maguspriests and elders of all clans had been thrown into the altar, and nearly a thousand of the most powerful Junior Magi had also been placed on the spell formation around the altar. The bodies of the nine gigantic Fire Crows were ablaze, and an especially sharp caw came from the altar, piercing straight into the sky.
Black Water Jiao suddenly screamed out with a hoarse voice, "Ji Hao, do you want to know the truth about your Abba and Amma being attacked in the Ancestral Temple of the Holy Land of the Gold Black Mountain ten years ago? In your Holy Land of the Gold Black Mountain, there were elders and us... "
Ji Hao raised the long spear and pierced it into Black Water Jiao's throat.
Black Water Jiao stared at Ji Hao, his pair of dimming eyes were filled with confusion and confusion.
"You don't have to tell us, Abba and Amma both know that someone had colluded with the assassination team of your Black Water Serpent Clan. But Abba didn't want to find out... And I, I already know who that person is, why do I need you to tell us? " Ji Hao stared at Black Water Jiao coldly, turned his wrist, and blood instantly gushed out from Black Water Jiao's wound.
From far away in the sky, a fiery line was swiftly flying towards Ji Hao, along with which came Ji Xia's growl: "Hao!"
Ji Hao raised his right hand, swung his fist and said: "Sacrifice ceremony, rise!"
The nine gigantic Fire Crows cawed together, and a translucent three-legged Gold Crow slowly emerged on the altar. All the sacrificial offerings on the altar were wrapped up by the golden flame.
The flame rose into the sky, and the jungle within the radius of hundreds of miles was dyed into a beautiful golden color.
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