At the same time, the high priest of the Tuxiong tribe also sent people to the other two super tribes, the Tuwolf tribe and the Tuhu tribe, after all, their patriarch and warriors were all killed in this attack.

At this time, we must unite and awaken the ancestral weapons of all tribes, otherwise the man and woman will catch up with them, and they may face the danger of extinction.

The High Priest of the Bear Tribes is now standing in a stone cave, which is extremely spacious, and a moon pearl the size of a human head hangs above his head, illuminating the surroundings.

In the center is a tall altar, made of black earth and yellow mud, surrounded by white flowers and skulls, and an old stone axe is quietly suspended above the altar.

The stone axe looks extremely old, the surface is full of cracks, and the surface of the axe is still covered with rust, which is said to be rust, but in fact, it is a trace formed after the blood has dried up, mottled and immersed in it.

"The juniors are gray, come to the ancestral cave to ask the ancestral weapon to wake up. The high priest knelt down, his wrinkled face full of piety, and from time to time he bowed down and kowtowed, and his mouth was babbling in an ancient language that he did not understand, like an old god.

A moment later, as his words were spoken, a strange and mysterious aura began to awaken from the stone axe, as if an ancient god had awakened from a deep sleep, and the invisible portal in the void was opened, and a pair of deep eyes fell from it.

"Calling my real name requires your sincerity. Junior, what about your offerings?" a cold voice that could not hear emotion sounded, echoing in the stone cave.

"The offering is ready for the Ancestral Artifact. The high priest said respectfully, and then slowly got up, the old man showed a hint of unbearability, and then shook his head again.

The sound was gone, and the stone axe fell from the altar and landed safely in the hands of the high priest.

"Is it worth offering the blood of 100,000 people?"

Putting down the doubts in his heart, the high priest sighed, this is the ancestral teaching, it is the rule, they juniors just abide by it, why do they need to ask more.

The power of the ancestral weapon is boundless, and every time you face a disaster, it is the ancestral weapon that turns the tide.

How can a small number of people be compared to the entire ethnic group?

Sacrificing one's life at a critical moment is an ancestral precept that every clansman needs to keep in mind.

The so-called critical moment is naturally the time to awaken the ancestral weapon.

After leaving the cave, the high priest went straight to the center of the tribe, and there were already people waiting for him on the high platform, he took a few steps up, his face was heavy, and then he shook his black robe and faced everyone.

There was a dense crowd below, looking at him with expectant eyes, sadness, solemnity, and anger...... But there was no despair, no panic, and although the patriarch died, there was still hope for them.

The high priest is still there, and so is the ancestral artifact.

"The time has come for the survival of our tribe, and we need to use our blood and lives to awaken the ancestral weapon to kill the powerful enemy. My sons and daughters of the Tuxiong tribe, I ask you, are you willing to give your life for the tribe, are you willing to shed your blood for the tribe, and take a peace for your wife and daughter?"

"Would you like to?"

The high priest's loud voice resounded in all directions like a bell and a great lu, startling countless birds and beasts in the forest in the distance, and the clansmen of the Tuxiong tribe below heard the words and stepped forward, without the slightest fear, and all shouted: "Yes!

The sound was so loud that it almost flooded the world.

The high priest closed his eyes, restrained all the forbearance and compassion in his eyes, and then straightened his back and said in a loud voice: "I want Xiongbu Erlang to fight with a strong enemy......

The stone axe in his hand trembled faintly, and a hint of excitement and longing came, as if he had been hungry and thirsty for many years and was about to have a full meal.

A moment later, the blood light that rushed to the sky lit up from the Tuxiong tribe, reflecting the sky red, like wildfire burning into the sky.

The high priest looked at everything with a blank expression.

The stone axe buzzed and trembled, and its size suddenly grew larger, and it was stained with countless blood, and an astonishing momentum spread with it.

......

......

"It seems that the high priest of the Tuxiong tribe has gone back to ask for ancestral weapons. ”

In the forest, the charm jumped between the leaves, and suddenly sensed a powerful force rising in the distance, Dai frowned slightly, and the small nose flanked before he said to Ji Jiu below.

"In that case, let's go to the other two tribes first. The Tuxiong tribe is supported by their high priest, and it is not easy to deal with. Ji Jiu thought for a moment and said.

Wei Mei nodded, and her body turned into a puff of blue smoke, which dissipated without a slight.

After the tea effort, a huge Tu Wolf tribe was extremely easy to find. The two walked in as if no one was around, passing through many houses, and the charm took Ji Jiu all the way to the depths according to the memories he found, the Tuwolf tribe didn't seem to know the death of the patriarch, all the clansmen were the same as usual, the men went out to hunt, and the women took the children to cook at home, a harmonious scene.

Suddenly, a tall tree building in front of them came into view, and the two of them appeared, and some people immediately spotted them and were about to shout, but the charm raised her hand and swept it, and a circle of ice swords shot out, swishing ...... Hit in the throat, everyone clutched their necks and fell.

"Who are you?" The door of the tree tower was pushed open, and a scantily clad beautiful woman walked out, holding a black scimitar in her hand, looking at the two of them coldly, speaking the standard lingua franca.

Ji Jiu naturally couldn't talk nonsense with her, his body moved slightly, and he appeared in front of the beautiful woman in an instant, stretched out his hand to choke her throat, and directly lifted it up in her stunned and panicked eyes and began to search for the soul.

"The ancestral artifact is not here. Ji Jiu shook her head and threw her body down.

Soon the strange noise here alarmed the rest of the people, but when they arrived, there was nothing but the corpses of the chief's wife and several clansmen.

"There is an enemy invasion!" suddenly the sound of a trumpet rang out in all directions.

At this time, Ji Jiu and Wei Mei had already arrived at the door of an underground cave, and after the few Tuwolf tribesmen guarding were eliminated, the two walked straight in.

A moment later, at the bottom of the cave, the two saw an altar, made of black earth and yellow sand, surrounded by dense white skulls, and above the head of the cave hung a huge light blue moon pearl, illuminating the surroundings.

"Is that what they call an ancestral weapon?" Ji Jiu looked at a broken arrow placed on the altar, more than a zhang long, as thick as an adult's arm, the surface was pitted, the pattern was worn out and could not be seen clearly, especially the head was worn out, and no edge could be seen.

Moreover, the whole body is made of stone, and blood stains can be seen in some parts.

"Hey, I can't even take it. Slightly surprised, she made a gesture to capture it, but an invisible wall blocked her, and the arrow trembled slightly and stopped moving.

"There are quirks. Ji Jiu tried to get closer.

Suddenly, the ancient ring between his fingers buzzed and trembled, as if he was revived, and the heart-like beating came into Ji Jiu's heart, and all kinds of mixed pictures flashed, and he vaguely felt a trace of sadness and sadness from it.

What followed was a monstrous hatred and murderous aura.

The arrows on the altar also seem to be sensitive. The surface flickered with a faint light, and then it actually moved by itself, and the arrow turned and pointed straight at Ji Jiu.

Sou!!!

It shot at Ji Jiu like lightning.

Ji Jiu was about to resist, but saw a flash of brilliance on the ring, and a light opposite to it suddenly shot out, colliding with the arrow silently in the air.

The next moment, the void shattered inch by inch, like torn paper, revealing a piece of nothingness.

Ji Jiu's eyes flickered, and he took a few steps back, even he didn't expect that this ring of his had such skills, although it was mysterious, it was only hard and difficult to destroy.

This change also surprised Wei Mei. Immediately, a cloud of blue mist drifted out of his hand, and flew straight towards the arrow in the air.

Buzz!

The arrow spun at a rapid pace, and the dust on the surface peeled off, revealing the dark brown interior that had been soaked in blood for an unknown number of years.

The next moment, the brilliance of the ring faded, and it became simple again.

The arrows seemed to have lost all their power and fell from the sky.

Ji Jiu narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and the arrow was easily ingested into his palm, and it was slightly heavy in his hand, and it was also a little cold, and it felt like jade, but it was covered with fine bones.

He was slightly startled, realizing that his guess was wrong.

The arrow was made of bone.

And if that's right, it should still be made of multiple bone smelting and forging, combined with each other.

Faintly gave him a hint of familiarity.

Combined with the reaction of the ring, it is not difficult for Ji Jiu to surmise that this arrow is related to the ancient demon inheritance, and perhaps it is from the owner of the ancient demon inheritance.

Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps outside the cave, mixed with a group of people shouting and scolding, Ji Jiu's eyes froze, knowing that it was the clansmen of the Tuwolf tribe who had found him.

There is no need for him to talk much. Wei Meidai's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and as soon as she raised her hand, the ground suddenly rumbled and trembled, and then countless thick and sharp ice edges roared out of the soil, and the cold air currents swept out, freezing everything along the way.

In the blink of an eye, the walls of the cave were covered with ice, and the cold was unusually cold.

The ice sculpture maintained its original movements, and the horror in its eyes had not subsided, but it was no longer lifeless.

The two walked out with grace.

A circle of Tuwolf tribesmen with weapons in their hands, surrounded outside, there were at least tens of thousands of people inside and outside, and when they saw the two of them walking out, they all showed fierce and hateful expressions, and they raised their weapons one after another, making the appearance of wanting to attack.

"I don't want to kill innocents indiscriminately, so let those of you who can do things come out. Ji Jiu opened his mouth and said, he knew that there were definitely people in this group who could understand his words.

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd suddenly became noisy, and several older Tuwolf clansmen glanced at each other, and walked out under the worried eyes of the crowd, among which the white-haired old man saluted Ji Jiu and said respectfully: "Strong man from the outside world, hello, I am the clan leader of the Tuwolf tribe. ”

"What do you command?" he said respectfully, not showing the slightest resentment or anger, but rather a sense of calm and calmness.

Like a warrior who sees death as if he were at home.

At this time, resistance is useless. In the eyes of the strong, no matter how many of them there are, it is useless, and a single supernatural power can destroy the entire tribe.

A long time ago, when the high priest of their tribe was still alive, he had said this.

"How do you need to wake up your ancestral weapon?" Seeing that he was interested, Ji Jiu didn't bother to talk nonsense and asked directly.

"Ancestral weapon?" Hearing this, the clan elder hesitated for a moment before he said calmly: "It needs to be awakened with the blood and lives of the clansmen, and each awakening requires 100,000 clansmen. ”

"Interesting way. Ji Jiu raised his eyebrows.

100,000 people were sacrificed to awaken the ancestral weapon. Is this a real ancestral artifact? He didn't want to ask.

It's not too much to call it an evil weapon.

Now he is of course most interested in the secrets kept between these tribes.

Then the clan lord took the two to another place.

A remote earthen cultivation house.

The room was covered with cobwebs and dust, and it looked like no one had cleaned it for a long time.

"This is the abode of our high priests. The clan explained.

A withered skeleton collapsed in the room, a small wooden box between the skeleton's legs.

The clan elder kowtowed respectfully a few times before he went to fetch the small box, handed it to Ji Jiu, and said: "The box contains the things we guard, in fact, we don't know what it is, and only the patriarch and the high priest of each clan have the right to know." ”

Ji Jiuyuan God swept it and found no abnormality, just a small box engraved with a sealing formation pattern to ensure that it would not be destroyed in the torrent of time, and the charm also stood on tiptoe and looked at it with curiosity.

Then Ji Jiu opened it. It's full of dense symbols. He didn't know it at all.

He looked at the charm, who shook her head to show that she didn't understand.

Then the only one who can understand this text is the clan elder, he took it, and slowly read it for the two of them, whether they are lying or not, the two can naturally distinguish it.

After a while, a trace of doubt appeared between Ji Jiu's eyebrows, and he looked in the middle of the forest, his eyes were thoughtful.

The box contains the origins and histories of several major tribes.

He was not interested in these Ji Jiu, and the most important news was that the fragments of each map were pieced together, and another map could be seen after being soaked in blood.

It is that map that the three tribes are guarding.

The fragments of the map in his hand have almost been collected, and now there are only three major tribes left, and now, the clan elder has also sent someone to take the piece of their tribe to Ji Jiu.

"Strange maps, and weird ancestral artifacts. Ji Jiu rubbed his eyebrows, looking a little troubled.

There was too much fog in front of him, and he wanted to leave, but his faint instinct told him to continue, and it was about him.

After pondering, Ji Jiu began to deduce the deduction method of Mo Lijia and Gongsun Jia, and after the tea effort, in a blur, he caught a trace of connection.

The connection lies in the Sumeru ring in his hand.

"Sure enough, it's the matter of the Ancient Demon Inheritance. ”

Ji Jiumo picked up the ring, his eyes flickering.

"How? Do you want to go?" Charm tilted her head and sat next to him with her knees folded.

"Go, why not. ”

Packing up his thoughts, Ji Jiu smiled faintly, and then got up and prepared to go to another tribe, the Tuhu tribe.

It was at this time that a tide of people suddenly poured out of the Tuwolf tribe, and the leader among them was the high priest of the Tuxiong tribe who had escaped before, the black and thin old man.

The three of them met in a narrow way, the high priest's face was calm, and Ji Jiu saw the huge stone axe he was holding in his hand, which was exactly the same material as the arrow.