The three people were talking when a "whimper" sound suddenly sounded outside.

It's a bit like blowing a trumpet, but it's even deeper than the trumpet's sound.

Meng Hao was about to ask what the voice was, but the warrior Yi said, "This is the wizard summoning the people to prepare to worship Hebo. Let's go over and take a look!"

"Sacrifice to Hebo?"

Meng Hao raised his eyebrows and looked happy, "Do you want to invite He Bo to go out to Yugu and extinguish the earth fire and eliminate the nine monsters in the sky? Did the mages of your tribe have no objection?"

"Since it's what the immortal old man said, how dare the mage object!"

Warrior Yi smiled, "And when Emperor Yao heard that these nine suns were not punishments given by God, but were caused by monsters, he was obviously relieved. He immediately asked the mage to choose a good day to sacrifice to He Bo, to see if he could invite He Bo to rush to Yu Gu with us! But he didn't expect that the mage would blow the magic snail so quickly to summon the people. It seems that today is a good day!"

"That's great! I've never seen an ancient dragon before, so I just happened to see it!"

Meng Hao couldn't help but look excited.

Warrior Yi shook his head and said, "Although Shanghe Hebo is a divine dragon, it may not be an ancient divine dragon! If the ancient divine dragon lived to this day, then he would have been very capable and should have ascended to heaven long ago!"

Meng Hao was silent and couldn't help but feel secretly amused.

Because in Meng Hao's eyes, this era is ancient.

But in the eyes of Warrior Yi, the so-called "ancient" should be pushed forward for at least thousands of years.

The warrior Yi put Wen'e in front of him and rode a white horse with Wen'e.

Meng Hao rode his dark horse, three people and two riders, and soon came out of the mountains and entered the tribe's residence.

At this time, the sound of the magic snail had stopped, but the men, women, young and old in the tribe all walked out of the house and walked towards the bank of the river.

Meng Hao and warrior Yi placed two horses under the shade of a big tree and followed the other people to the bank of the river.

From a distance, I saw a dirt platform built on the river bank, about three meters high. On the platform, an old man with white hair was holding a wooden sword in his hand, waving it while muttering something.

Needless to say, this white-haired old man is a tribal wizard.

The tribal people all surrounded the platform, men, women, young and old, quietly silently.

Giant Yong stood far away at the end of the crowd. Although he seemed to be extremely powerful, because of this, he showed his incomparable loneliness and loneliness.

At the front of the platform, there was a tall man, half a head taller than Warrior Yi, about the same height as the Warrior Canal that Meng Hao had seen before.

Warrior Yi walked up to the man and whispered to him.

The man turned his face and looked at Meng Hao.

Meng Hao saw that he looked in his forties, dark skin and ordinary appearance, but his eyes were bright and energetic.

His two thick black eyebrows frowned slightly, with a somewhat worried expression and aura of worrying about the country and the people.

Meng Hao immediately determined that this person was Di Yao.

He is one of the greatest monarchs in the legend in ancient times and one of the few figures respected by the Han people as their ancestors.

Meng Hao felt a sense of awe in his heart and bent down slightly to Di Yao and nodded in greeting him.

Emperor Yao also nodded to Meng Hao, turned his face and looked up at the movements of the mage on the stage.

Meng Hao carefully watched the mage in the stands and saw that his outfit was particularly different from everyone else.

Even Di Yao wore a sleeveless loose candid shoulder, but the mage was wearing a wide-sleeved robe, which was already a little similar to the Taoist dress.

In addition, he also wore a strange high crown on his head, and there were several white feathers inserted on the high crown.

Judging from his pious expression, he was obviously full of awe and respect for the gods and men in heaven, earth, and gods.

Suddenly he screamed three times, then he lay down on the ground, kowtowing to Shanghe.

The tribes surrounding the high platform, including Emperor Yao and Warrior Yi, all knelt down to Shanghe.

Meng Hao would kneel down to the Immortal Old Man before. Although he followed Warrior Yi, more so, it was because he was full of respect for the Immortal Old Man.

But Shanghe Hebo is not a kind person in legend. In the end, Shanghe Hebo was even shot and killed by warrior Yi because of a flood.

Why is Meng Hao willing to kneel down and kowtow to such an evil existence?

So Meng Hao quietly took a few steps back and stood beside the tall giant Yong.

The tribes all bowed to the ground, and no one noticed his actions.

I heard the sound of water, and a wave of water suddenly surged in the river. However, the wave did not spread around, but surged higher and higher, as if a long water dam was built.

As the center of the embankment continued to surging outward, a long white dragon jumped out of the waves.

Meng Hao originally thought that the image of a dragon was just a imagination of people. Only then did he realize that the creature like a dragon not only exists, but also looks exactly the same as the legendary one.

However, the white dragon in front of me did not seem to be flying in the clouds, but instead carried its long and huge body against the surging waves.

Its two dragon horns are thick and powerful, with sharp and fierce eyes. The long and powerful dragon body is twisting and falling in the water, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

The white dragon scales covered with the body were shining by the sun, shining even more, reflecting the waves of the river, making them look majestic.

"What are you asking me to come out?"

The white dragon spoke in a loud voice, but his tone was cold and arrogant.

The crowd knelt on the ground, took a look at it with a bold look, and then they were so scared that they kowtowed quickly.

The mage also pointed his head and did not dare to look up, but said tremblingly: "It is because the immortal old man said that nine of the ten suns in the sky are caused by monsters, so... I want to ask He Bo for help and go to Yugu to eradicate monsters!"

"Eliminate the evil spirits?"

A sneer suddenly came from the white dragon's huge mouth, "I'm thinking of me now? I'll ask you to pay tribute to the boys and girls. You always push and stop and drag, and want me to help destroy the monsters, so I'll send ten pairs of boys and girls first!"

The mage knelt on the ground and dared not say anything.

Warrior Yi raised his head with anger on his face and opened his mouth to scold Bai Long, but Di Yao next to him had not spoken yet, so he could not pass away, so he could only bear to bow his head again.

Meng Hao listened behind him, and was also full of anger. He couldn't help but take a step forward and spoke loudly.

"Slow down!"

As soon as he spoke, everyone in the audience, including the mage on the stage, turned their heads and stared at him.

Especially the mage's eyes were both frightened and angry, as if he was afraid that he would anger He Bo.

Emperor Yao frowned, but did not say anything to stop Meng Hao.
Chapter completed!