Chapter 237: Golden Crow Day

"Maybe you've been stressed too much lately!"

Although he felt that Huadu's current situation was probably due to the sudden surge in ability, Zhang Shiping did not say it directly.

Because in this case, there is only one way to get right, and that is to adapt to him. Even if you know it, it may not be a good thing, but it will delay the run-in process.

"Is it stressful? When this is over, I'll resign as leader. Now I kind of understand the reason why you are always wandering around as the strongest person with Dow. ”

Sighing, Huadu said a little baldly, it seems that the experience of these days has overwhelmed him.

However, as soon as the words fell, Huadu seemed to feel that his words were timid, in front of Zhang Shiping, an old opponent, so he found an excuse to leave at will.

Such days lasted for several days, although the heavy rain was still majestic, but with the help of the Zhu Li clan, the altar on the top of Mount Tai was finally successfully completed.

In order to complete this altar, the entire Zhu Li clan lost a full third of its people. And in the following days, because of the consumption of food and the harsh environment, such losses will never stop.

Such a loss is absolutely fatal for a clan. And as a totem of the guardian clan, such a result is no less dangerous.

Under the eyes of the gods, the golden light that shone on the top of Mount Tai was already covered with a layer of gray.

Gray can be called sin, karmic fire, or yellow spring water. All in all, it is something that can make the gods who live with heaven and earth fall, and it is almost unstoppable.

In such a state, even if he can be canonized as a god, in the near future, this Zhu Li's golden crow totem will inevitably come to an end.

"Is it a last-ditch battle?"

According to what has been learned in the past, it is precisely because Zhu Li's expulsion of the Kungang Snake that he has the qualifications to occupy Mount Tai, the lord of the Eastern Earth Mountains. It can be said that the relationship between the Kungang Snake and the Zhu Li clan is endless.

If this Golden Crow Totem sacrificed his future for the sake of the Zhuli clan in order to fight for the strength of a battle, it is not incomprehensible.

But inexplicably, Zhang Shiping felt that this golden crow totem did not have such a resolute and strong temperament.

However, no matter what Zhang Shiping thought in his heart, it had no impact on Zhu Li's canonization ceremony.

On this day, all the people of the Zhuli clan are distributed on the peaks of Mount Tai according to their respective status, and they bow sincerely to the altar of the main peak of Mount Tai.

Brilliant golden light slowly shone from the golden light and shadow above the altar, carrying with it the temperature of the sun that everyone had not seen for a long time.

"Hum—"

The sound of the horn sounded slowly, echoing among the mountains. A kind of vastness and heaviness that belongs to this era is precipitated in everyone's hearts, and with the divine golden light, everyone in the great sacrifice instantly fell into a state of frenzy.

"Chirp—"

Under everyone's attention, the golden light became more and more intense, and even ignited a raging golden flame in the void.

Suddenly, a long sigh and golden flames rang out. Then the golden flame converged, turning into a three-legged golden crow hovering in the air.

"It's really gorgeous and majestic, Zhu Li's clan is the lord of the Eastern Land!"

Looking at Jin Wu's gorgeous figure, even Zhang Shiping, who had already understood the essence of the gods, couldn't help but be moved for a moment. Compared with the White Bird God, who was also born as a totem of the Dongtu clan, the Golden Crow is far superior to him in terms of strength and divinity.

However, there are not many people who can see the true posture of the golden crow, and most people's eyes will be stung by the dazzling golden light on the golden crow, and then they have to bow their heads.

To be precise, there are only two people who are fortunate enough to see this gorgeous figure at this time, one is Zhang Shiping with a divine vision, and the other is Huadu who has the power of the same origin as the Golden Crow God.

However, at this time, after Hua Du saw Jin Wu's figure, he did not have the slightest thought of awe, but a wave of anger continued to rush from the bottom of his heart, burning his reason.

"Leave!"

Looking at Jin Wu's dazzling figure, Hua Du suddenly burst out of his throat with a word full of resentment.

However, at this time, everyone's minds were attracted by the dazzling figure of the golden crow in the sky, and no one noticed the abnormality of Huadu at this time, although they could probably only see a faint golden phantom.

As if he also enjoyed the feeling of worship, the golden crow waved his wings and circled around Tarzan, so that everyone could clearly feel his presence.

Then he spread his wings and soared into the sky. A long golden trail dragged up where it passed, and then, under everyone's gaze, pounced on the dark clouds that had covered the sky over Mount Tai for more than a month.

Just like the curtain slowly unfolding, as the golden crow soared into the sky, the dark clouds slowly retreated, and the long-lost blue sky and warm sunshine appeared in front of everyone again.

There is nothing like this to show the majesty and sacredness of being a god, and after a long period of rain, most people feel reborn after seeing the sun again.

However, this miracle did not last long, and at the moment when the golden crow broke through the dark clouds, the Kungang Giant Snake, which had already begun to land from the mouth of the river, instantly discovered this familiar power.

Under the will of the Kungang Giant Snake, the dark clouds continued to accumulate, forming a pitch-black area in the sky, which constantly squeezed the sunny field stretched by the golden crow.

As the sunlight clashed with the dark clouds, the power of the explosion turned into thunderbolts that tore through the sky, and they continued to roar.

Under this roaring thunder, the people of the Zhu Li clan, who had already consumed most of their energy in the heavy labor and humid environment, and had aroused the last bit of spirit in the ritual just now, finally began to be unbearable, and some people continued to fall into fainting.

"Someone has fallen!"

"Come on! He's fainted!"

“······”

In an instant, the solemn festival was thrown into chaos, and there were cries of panic and cries everywhere. It seemed that in an instant, most of them collapsed.

"Chirp-tweet-"

Jin Wu, who adhered to the belief in the gods, discovered the confusion below for the first time, and could no longer care about wrestling with the Kungang Snake, and a high-pitched long roar quickly sounded, covering up the chaotic thunder sound and stopping the trend of Zhu Li's collapse.

"Huadu..."

After calming down the situation around him, a person from the Zhu Li clan quickly came to Huadu's side, hoping that Huadu could use his prestige to quickly quell the chaos.

"What's the matter?"

Turning his head slowly, Hua Du's eyes were silent, not affected by the chaotic clansmen around him in the slightest.

Looking at Huadu, the man also seemed to feel that something seemed to be wrong with Huadu now. However, he didn't think too much about it, quickly pressed his feelings, and continued.

"We must quickly restore stability to the clan, our Zhu Li clan can't afford to withstand the loss!"

"Our Zhu Li?"

Hua Du looked at the man and suddenly said.