At noon, the sun shone brightly on the earth, but a plain in the middle of the mountains was surging, and a dark cloud gathered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the gusts of yin wind turned into a tornado, swirling around the center of the altar.

Tens of thousands of people of the Xiahou clan knelt down on the altar, chanting words with witch sacrifices in their mouths, summoning the souls of the ancestors, their arms danced, their bodies continued to rise and fall, forming layers of human waves, their spirits condensed into torches under the guidance of prayers, under the guidance of this torch, the smoke spread from the earth, countless gray figures flashed in the smoke, they seemed to gather with the cheers and dances of the people, covering the entire plain.

A large, dim figure stepped out of the fog, his face was enigmatic, he could not be seen in the shroud of smoke, but his body was as high as a hundred feet, his muscles were knotted, his upper body was crushed, and his lower body was wrapped in animal skin.

He was summoned by his clansmen and led the souls of countless clansmen from the Nine Secluded Lands to the Great Wilderness, looked up at the altar, and then came to the side of the blood pool, stretched out his hand to scoop up the blood in the pool and drank it bitterly.

After drinking a full stick of incense, he waved his hand again, and the souls in the whirlwind mist floated above the blood pool, frantically absorbing the soul energy of the slaves and demon beasts contained in the blood pool.

Ji Wenming couldn't count how many ancestral spirits there were, they overlapped and gathered together, there were hundreds of thousands, so many souls drew blood, but the liquid in the blood pool did not decrease at all, but the bright red color gradually faded and turned white, and slowly turned into a transparent colorless liquid.

Ji Wenming saw clearly, not only the color of the blood that passed in the blood pool, but also the souls of countless slaves, the souls of the demon beasts were torn to pieces by the ancestral spirits, turned into energy, and made up for their own souls, only the giant elephant and a few talented souls were exclusively enjoyed by the huge giant spirit god.

I don't know how long it took, this gluttonous soul feast finally ended, the ancestral souls in the yin wind and fog became a lot more condensed, ordinary people could also see their faces, and many people found their dead relatives and family members in it, and they were excited.

In the great wilderness, death is regarded as life, death is not the end, countless ancestral souls have gathered under the Nine Shadows to overcome thorns and thorns, expand the territory, and protect the clan to continue to multiply and grow.

The giant spirit god led by him saw that the people under his command had enjoyed the blood sacrifice, and the soul body that had been fighting in the Nine Shadows Land for many years had condensed a lot, and his strength had improved, so he was satisfied, he looked back at the witch priest on the altar, nodded at him, and then, waving his hands, he began to summon the arrival of the gods like him.

Under the summoning of the giant spirit god, a huge figure in the dark clouds slowly landed, and Ji Wenming's eyes were sharp, and he found that the monster floating in the clouds turned out to be a huge yellow turtle, but unlike ordinary turtles, this giant turtle had three heads, which were facing three directions.

An old clansman excitedly pointed to this giant turtle and whispered: "This is our Xiahou clan's totem beast Huang Neng, it is a special breed of the Tianhou clan, and the Tianhou clan's Tianyuan tortoiseshell soldiers can only form a scale under its enlightenment, and the battlefield is invincible, the sword is invulnerable, and the courage is incomparable!"

Ji Wenming looked at this god descending from the sky, only to see that its figure covered the sky and the sun, huge, and those dark clouds were driven by it, covering its body, which avoided being discovered by the human race in the great wilderness, and landed on the ground at this moment, raising its head and letting out a thunderous roar.

Countless young people in the Xiahou clan looked at this mountain-like giant beast, and they were all unable to give up and tremble, but there were old clansmen who earnestly advised: "Huang Neng is a totem beast of our clan, bless my clan for tens of thousands of years, accept the sacrifice of my clan, and will never hurt the Xiahou clan, you don't have to be afraid!"

The yellow energy really knew human nature, it landed on the ground, but its body did not touch the soil, but the void floated on the earth, and the three heads stretched out in all directions, quietly enjoying the corpses piled up next to the pool of blood.

Everyone watched Huang Neng enjoy the sacrifice, only to see that it sucked the corpses on the altar into its mouth with a big mouth, and did not chew, but raised its head and swallowed the sacrifice into its belly, and swallowed the corpses of thousands of slaves and hundreds of demon beasts into its stomach with a cup of tea.

After enjoying the sacrifice, this Huang Neng was very satisfied, he nodded to the giant spirit god, then glanced in the direction of the altar, stretched out his head to probe into the blood pool and stirred, only to see the liquid in the blood pool rolled up a three-foot huge wave, from colorless and transparent to colorful colors.

After doing all this, the Heavenly Turtle Huang Neng let out a thunderous roar, and seemed to be very satisfied with the sacrifice, and then flew into the dark clouds again with four legs, and the giant spirit god who summoned Huang Neng also gathered the ghost soldiers under his command, and returned to the Nine Shadows with a thick gray cloud, leaving only the people of the Xia Hou clan still kneeling on the ground, constantly praying and thanking the ancestral spirit gods for coming.

Seeing the gods and ancestral spirits retreating, he shouted loudly, "Take the treasure of the Zhen clan!"

There are warriors in the clan who carry the four treasures of the town clan banned in the ancestral hall to the altar, which are the four treasures of "Peach Sword", "Giant Spirit Hammer", "Zhenshan Bow" and "Zhenhai Seal".

These four treasures were activated in the hands of Ji Dao, radiating dazzling light, but although the Zhenshan Bow was reloaded with the bowstring by Ji Wen, the bow spirit was gone, and the light was faint, not as dazzling as the other three.

Ji Dao raised the Zhenshan bow in his hand and shouted: "The blood sacrifice after the summer, the ancestors bless, remove disasters and disasters, expand the land in the middle of the country, the gods bless, only my clan, the magic weapon Naling, and then win the strong martial arts!"

As his voice sounded, in the pool of blood, a huge spirit body came out of the waves, it turned out to be the giant elephant soul that was enjoyed by the giant spirit god alone, at this moment its soul was holy and complete, it seemed that it had just been enjoyed by the giant spirit god, washed away the sins all over its body, re-branded the unique symbol of the Xia Hou clan, meekly drilled into the Zhenshan bow, and became a new generation of bow spirits of the Zhenshan bow.

The divine bow had a spirit, and the light suddenly increased greatly, and countless people of the Xiahou clan cheered again, proud of it.

The high priest Ji Dao threw the "Peach Sword", "Giant Spirit Hammer", "Zhenshan Bow", and "Zhenhai Seal" into the blood pool, and baptized them with the mysterious liquid in them, and the energy of the four divine weapons that was eroded by the world was replenished, and the light that had been obscured by the years flourished again.

After a while, Ji Dao re-banned the four Zhen Clan Divine Soldiers, and the witch priests around him brought them down from the altar, waiting for the ceremony to be completed and released back to the ancestral land.

Ji Wenming participated in the desolate festival for the first time, and was originally surprised to kill so many slaves, but he was even more shocked to find that there was really an ancestral god coming, and at this moment he saw the blood in the blood pool change color several times, and now it has the divine effect of restoring the power of the artifact and replenishing the spirit of the artifact, and it is even more swaying.

He couldn't understand the reasoning, but he knew very well that the magic of all this was closely related to the sacrifice of ancestors.