During the mysterious ritual of worshiping the dead, more than ten ghost clan warriors suddenly let out a deep sigh, standing still around the two corpses in a circle, everyone raised their hands to support their foreheads, and slowly closed their eyes.

This scene is reflected in the dim and cold wind, which is still weird, and there is also an indescribable solemnity and heaviness.

Later, these ghost warriors sang in unison, singing sad and sad, and occasionally there would be impassioned individual tones, they used the local language of the ghost clan, so Zhu Jiu couldn't understand the meaning, but it didn't prevent him from watching with relish.

At this time, the leader of the ghost clan suddenly screamed, and all the warriors stopped chanting and opened their eyes to look at the leader together.

The leader stretched out his hand, and one of the warriors immediately looked slightly happy, strode out, and stood beside a corpse on the ground.

The warrior knelt on one knee with a solemn expression, drew a sharp black blade from his waist, and without hesitation, cut a deep wound in his chest.

Immediately, blood donations poured out, and the blood was the same color as their skin, which was the color of turquoise.

The blood gushed out and congealed in front of the warrior's eyes, floating in the air, as if it contained a magical amount of power.

The warrior who had consumed a lot of blood looked much weaker, but the light in his eyes became brighter, and he raised his hand and pointed lightly, and the ball of blood suspended in the air suddenly moved, leaning towards a corpse on the ground, and finally hovered above the corpse's head.

At this time, the expressions of all the ghost warriors were very solemn, and there was even a bit of fanatical reverence mixed with them.

Immediately, these warriors shouted in unison, each slashing through their bodies, and they also condensed into more than ten balls of blood, which fluttered in the air, and finally merged with the ball of blood hovering above the corpse.

After the fusion, the blood snorted softly, and white smoke came out, and it suddenly boiled, and there was a mysterious and powerful fluctuation transmitted from the blood.

A low roar sounded in the blood, as if it had awakened from ancient times, spanning endless years.

Zhu Jiu, who was watching from a distance, heard this roar and suddenly changed his complexion slightly, sensing a mysterious and powerful, ancient consciousness seemed to be attracted by boiling blood, thus crossing time and space, descending to this world, and was faintly watching and observing himself.

Zhu Jiu was covered in a cold sweat in an instant, and in the consciousness induction, a vague black phantom appeared faintly around the boiling blood, this phantom seemed to be powerful and irresistible, just an illusory image, which already made people feel irresistible.

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed to be extraordinarily long, and the feeling suddenly subsided, and the powerful black shadow like a god and demon also disappeared in a flash, without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

Even Zhu Jiu didn't know that at the moment when the black shadow disappeared, there was a slight stirring of the Yin Si Boundary Gate on the Sea Recognition Talisman, and there seemed to be a wisp of black gas in the black shadow that was extracted and integrated into the Yin Si Gate, and then the Yin Si Gate closed quietly and silently.

The changes in the sea of knowledge were silent and no one noticed, Zhu Jiu sensed the disappearance of the black shadow watching him, exhaled lightly, and continued to watch the mysterious ritual of the ghost clan.

Next, an even more magical scene appeared in front of Zhu Jiu's eyes.

The boiling mass of blood, which looked like it was about to burn, slowly fell as the black shadow disappeared, merging into the forehead of the corpse of a ghost warrior on the ground.

The corpse on the ground, which was forbidden to life, suddenly surged with layers of fierce aura after the boiling blood entered its forehead, quickly decomposed and disappeared, and just turned into a puddle of liquid!

This mass of liquid gradually solidified and contracted, and finally formed a black bead, the power fluctuation of the whole bead was very peculiar, and it seemed that there was still a trace of the power fluctuation of the black shadow that was watching Zhu Jiu just now, of course, it was far less powerful than when the black shadow came.

Seeing the bead forming, the ghost warrior who knelt on one knee was overjoyed, and immediately stepped forward, and the bead floating in mid-air floated towards the warrior as if it were spiritual, and was caught by the warrior with his hand, wrapped around the rope, and put it around his neck.

When the bead was worn around the warrior's neck, the ghost warrior was suddenly full of energy, and the weakness that had previously released the essence blood in his chest was swept away, and it seemed that even the fluctuations in the strength of his body had become much stronger.

Zhu Jiu looked at this group of eleven ghost warriors, five of them had this kind of bead around their necks, and bowed their heads and pondered thoughtfully...

In the following time, the same scene appeared again, and the corpses of the two ghost clans who died in battle finally formed black beads and were worn around the necks of the two warriors.

When everything was over, the ghost clan leader warrior walked towards Zhu Jiu, his expression was slightly tired, it seemed that the ceremony just now was also a lot of consumption for him.

The warrior leader's expression was grim and cold, but there was a hint of kindness towards Zhu Jiu, and he said:

"The villain who does not believe in his words will not be able to watch the whole ceremony in its entirety, and will be attacked by a ray of spirit of the roaring Yaksha God King halfway, since the brother has watched the whole ceremony and is unharmed, we are true friends and comrades-in-arms, and we will never turn our backs lightly, and my brother may feel the sincerity in my heart?"

Zhu Jiu secretly rolled his eyes fiercely, and said in his heart:

"Fuck, what emotions do you have in your heart, Lao Tzu knows the truth? It is really unkind to indirectly test Lao Tzu through this mysterious ceremony, and not say hello in advance. On his face, he looked solemn and sincerely returned.

Then the leader of the Yaksha clan spoke again:

"Then invite my brother to my tribe, how about we be hospitable?" Seeing Zhu Jiu's expression hesitating slightly, he added: "After that, we will set off together to go to the Ancient God Mountain to look for opportunities." ”

Zhu Jiu pondered and compared repeatedly in his heart, and felt that the strength of the more than ten warriors who were by his side at this moment was far above him, and there was no reason to calculate and trick himself into going to their tribe, and then plot to assassinate him, so he inferred that it should be safe to be invited to their tribe, so he happily agreed.

Then the group set off again, and during the conversation on the way, these ghostly Yaksha warriors were much more affectionate than before.

Zhu Jiu took the opportunity to ask what the previous ritual was about, and the ghost clan commander quickly explained, without any intention of concealing it, but this was related to their racial supernatural powers, and outsiders could not replicate the specific steps of the ritual even if they knew it, so the warrior commander had no scruples at all, and almost answered Zhu Jiu's questions.

It turns out that in the blood of the people of the Yaksha ghost clan, there is a mysterious power that can communicate the spiritual consciousness of a Yaksha ghost king in the underworld.

This ritual summons a faint consciousness of the mighty Yaksha Ghost King through the power of the blood burning, and the warrior who gives his blood will be blessed by the Yaksha Ghost King.

The black phantom that Zhu Jiu sensed earlier was actually a trace of the awakened Yaksha Ghost King's spiritual consciousness.

After the ceremony, the selected sacrificial corpse will be condensed into a bead, and the warrior who has successfully condensed the bead will be called a one-star ghost bead warrior in their clan.

The future cultivation of the Ghost Bead Warrior can absorb the power essence condensed by the corpses of the same clan in the Ghost Bead, making his body stronger and stronger, not only doubling the progress of his cultivation, but also almost no resistance before breaking through the fifth order.

After describing the details of the ceremony to Zhu Jiu, the Yaksha Ghost Clan warrior suddenly sighed and said:

"Actually, my clan is not the original inhabitants of this land, including the God Relic and the Demon Clan you just saw. According to the records of the clan, it seems that we are imprisoned here, as long as we are still in this land, our clansmen will never be able to break through the realm of a one-star ghost bead warrior, that is to say, we will not be able to reach the fifth order at most. ”

The ghost warrior became depressed when he said this, and after a while he continued:

"Every more than 100 years, when there is an abnormality in the Ancient Divine Mountain, we can be said to have exhausted the accumulation of the whole clan for more than 100 years, and we also want to enter it, just to find a way to leave here and return to the Great Thousand Generations of Lu Realm. In the legends of this continent, only in the ancient god mountain can we leave, otherwise, under the influence of some mysterious seal in our body, as soon as we leave this continent, we will die silently. ”

The Yaksha Commander turned his head to look at Zhu Jiu, his eyes lit up slightly, and said:

"We don't exclude outsiders from joining, and even take the initiative to invite you, because there are special prohibitions in some places on the Ancient God Mountain, which seem to be specifically for people who grow on this hidden island continent, and it will be relatively easy for outsiders to enter it. Our team sensed the abnormality of the Ancient God Mountain, according to the past practice, there will be people from the outside world entering the mountain in the near future, and the team sent out by the clan to snatch outsiders from the other two races has finally gained something, so that it will not go back empty-handed, and it will not be able to pay the difference. ”

Zhu Jiu was silent after hearing this, and he understood why these outsiders were not only not excluded, but also could quickly join the camp of the local natives, which turned out to be of great use value, which was in line with common sense.

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