As soon as the nine-headed, huge three-legged golden crow appeared, the aura of Haohao Yanghe alarmed Kua'e and others. The gods looked here in surprise and shouted in a harsh manner.

"Ah? Is it that nine-headed old firebird? He died miserably back then!"

"Tsk tsk, I'm still a little kinship with my family!"

"Old Fire Ghost, are you willing to send out this nine-headed treasure? How many generations of treasures have you collected?"

"Oh? All such treasures have been given away? Hey, Uncle Yao, although we are not born enough to be so tall and mighty..."

A group of gods quarreled in a mess. Zhu Rong turned around with a smile and smiled gently at these guys. Then countless fires suddenly spewed out of his eyes, burning them hard: "Get out of here!"

The smell of burnt skin and flesh emitted from a distance from the sound of "hissing" and a group of gods with thick skin and thick skin screamed in pain. They hurriedly patted the flames attached to their bodies and turned around and ran away. While running, they were also complaining.

Ji Hao looked up at the nine-headed three-legged golden crow.

In the mulberry forest secret realm of the Jinwu tribe of the Southern Wilderness, there was originally a bone colony of a three-legged golden crow. Later, in order to make friends with Ji Hao, Zhu Rongtonggong gave him hundreds of three-legged golden crows treasured by the Zhurong clan.

However, the bones of the three-legged golden crows, whether they are big or small, expression, breath or the degree of preservation, cannot be compared with the nine-headed three-legged golden crows in front of you. If the three-legged golden crows that the Southern Wilderness Jin Crow tribe now has now, the nine-headed three-legged golden crows are a vast mountain range composed of countless mountains, and the smoke and clouds are invisible.

They have been dead for countless years, and the aura of the nine-headed three-legged golden crow is still extremely powerful and has an unparalleled expression. They maintain the posture of diving and rushing at the target at high speed in the air. The sharp murderous intent makes it difficult for Ji Hao to face it.

What is even more shocking is that they have been dead for countless years, but their hearts are still beating, their blood is still flowing, and even their bodies are absorbing the vital energy of the world around them on their own, constantly turning into the scorching sun and storing out.

Moreover, they were intact and had no wounds at all. Ji Hao could not tell what killed them.

"They are..." Ji Hao looked at Zhu Rong in horror. The qi of rolling yanghe continued to pour into his body. Ji Hao was sweating all over. The magnificent heat emitted from the nine-headed three-legged golden crow seemed to have found the flood at the gap in the embankment, and took the initiative to gather towards Ji Hao's body.

The heat force turned slightly into Ji Hao's body and turned into Ji Hao's own witch power, just like a flooded river, rushing along the meridians. In just a few breaths, the tens of thousands of witch caves that Ji Hao had just opened were pushed to the limit. The witch power rotated round by circle, constantly polishing and strengthening the boundary wall of the witch cave.

The newly opened witch caves were filled with rapids one after another. The new witch power gathered in the witch caves like hot magma, becoming thicker and stronger. Ji Hao's body was fed back by the witch power, and his body strength was also increasing at a speed that he could perceive.

"When the world was created, the first batch of three-legged golden crows were born between heaven and earth, and all the three-legged golden crows in the world, and even the ancestors of most of the crow clans. It was this Jiutou." Zhurong raised his head and looked at the Jiutou Three-legged golden crows. He said calmly: "You are a member of the Southern Wilderness Golden Crow tribe, and have unique flame power from them. Therefore, even if these Jiutou Three-legged golden crows have been dead for many years, the power they emit will still have great effect on you."

"I haven't experienced that time, but in ancient times, these nine-headed golden crows were extremely powerful. They could compete with the gods and demons in the sky."

"But in the end, they still died, and even the Golden Crow clan was killed completely, with only the thin bloodline inheritance."

Ji Hao listened to the heartbeat inside the three-legged golden crow's body: "But their bodies are still alive?"

Zhu Rong nodded slowly. He said in a deep voice: "Yes, their bodies are still alive, but their souls are directly erased by people with the will of supreme arrows. Therefore, although their bodies are still alive, they have lost their souls and they have to die."

After snorting coldly, Zhu Rong laughed strangely: "The one who killed them originally wanted to peel them up and stew them into a pot of soup and swallow them. But my ancestors happened to pass by, and this nine-headed three-legged golden crow has become a treasure of my Zhu Rong gods since then."

"Just pass by?" Ji Hao looked at Zhu Rong suspiciously.

Zhu Rong touched his nose, smiled a little embarrassedly, and said lightly: "Well, anyway, I just happened to pass by. The man fought with the Jiutou Golden Crow for a long time and was seriously injured, so my ancestors successfully took away these nine bodies."

"Zhurong is the lineage of Fire God. All the fire-type divine beasts, divine birds, and innate demon gods in the world have a good relationship with me. Including the Jinwu tribe at that time, the ancestor spirit totems worshipped by the Jinwu tribe were three-legged golden crows. The clan of the Jinwu tribe was originally in the East Wilderness, and the ancestral totems of their own ancestors were almost destroyed. It was the help of my ancestors, and the clan of the Jinwu tribe escaped to the Southern Wilderness."

Ji Hao opened his mouth wide and looked at Zhu Rong in surprise.

The original clan of the Jinwu tribe was in the Eastern Wilderness Continent? Because the oldest nine-headed three-legged golden crow was killed, only one clan member escaped to the Southern Wilderness under the protection of the Zhurong clan to reproduce and prosper?

"This is also the return of the original owner!" Zhu Rong looked at Ji Hao with a smile: "When the battle between Akasaka Mountain was not over, I sent a message back to Zhurong Peak and asked them to send the nine-headed three-legged golden crow to Puyang. I just delivered it a few days ago. I was going to take them as a gift when you and Manman get married, but... a shameless old thing!"

After cursing Zhulonggui, Zhu Rong said in disappointment: "But it's good, after you have completed Yaoshan City, with this nine-headed golden crow body in charge, you will have the decent and grandeur of Yaoshan City, and you, Yao Bo, also look a bit more handsome."

"Who was the one who killed the Jin Crow back then?" Ji Hao narrowed his eyes.

"The founding king of the Ten-Day Kingdom, but he has long been gone." Zhu Rong said very simply: "But you know, tribal blood feuds are like... the Ten-Day Kingdom, namely Ying Yunpeng and others, and the tribes in the East Wilderness that were influenced by the Ten-Day Kingdom, will not be polite to you."

Ji Hao suddenly understood why, as soon as he arrived in Puyang and joined the Witch Hall, Dongyi's archers attacked and plotted against him, and finally led out Taisi. Shaosi took action and used the power of curses to kill Ying Yunpeng's son and nephew. From then on, the two sides became enemies.

There is no reason for love, and the two sides have formed a blood feud very early.
Chapter completed!