"Is this a god-level powerful man?" Zhu Yan and Little Red Bird looked at the scene in front of them in horror. The sky-swallowing bird that could compete with them without falling behind turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.
He died, and he still died in the magic he was best at.
"It's just, how many years has it been since there was a true god-level strongman in this world?" Zhu Yan and Little Red Bird were frightened and unsure.
But Qiongqi was in a different mood at this time.
Escape, this is Qiongqi's only thought at this time. It doesn't think that its malice just now can be hidden from the suspected god-level existence, but can it escape?
In the sight of Zhu Yan and Little Red Bird, the figure disappeared into the void. When he appeared again, he had already appeared on top of Qiongqi's head, which was running away with all his strength. In Qiongqi's desperate sight,
With one step, Qiongqi's huge body collapsed.
Everything happened so fast that Qiongqi didn't even have time to destroy his original bones.
"This is definitely a god-level powerhouse." If Zhu Yan and Little Red Bird had not yet reacted to the death of the Sky-Swallowing Bird, then the death of Qiongqi at this time made them give up the last bit of luck.
The little red bird instantly turned into a ray of fire and flew wildly into the distance. What a mountain treasure, how could his own life matter? Zhu Yan jumped up and turned into a ray of golden light and disappeared into the sky.
The heaven and earth fell into silence again, and the ancient fierce beast war that lasted for a year disappeared. Deep in the wild mountains, the order that should have been restored once again was restored.
"Why haven't you seen any movement deep in the mountains these days?" In an ordinary village, an old man looked into the distance with a hesitant expression.
"Maybe they found the mountain treasure they wanted." Another middle-aged man said.
"I hope so. Gods and demons will fight and mortals will suffer, so that's fine." The old man said. After more than a year, he finally let go of his fearful mood.
It is too difficult to survive in the vast mountains. It means fighting against the sky, the earth, and ferocious beasts. No one can guarantee that one day they will encounter the invincible Chunzai.
Fortunately, there is still hope in Shicun. The old man looked thoughtfully at a blackened wooden pile in the village, where there was a bud fluttering in the wind.
It was the sacrifice spirit of their stone village, and there was something mysterious and mysterious among the ordinary.
On this day, a silver light soaring into the sky flashed straight into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds. The silver light soaring into the sky could be seen for hundreds of thousands of miles.
"Is there really a mountain treasure, and the terrifying aura deep in the vast mountains has disappeared? Maybe I can go and have a look, maybe I can get an incredible blessing." For a time, among countless people who thought they were very powerful,
Or the beast's mind, at the same time, such thoughts emerged.
For a moment, the whole wilderness was agitated, and groups of people walked out of the territory and walked towards the edge of the core area of the Cangmang Mountains.
"A willow tree that is reborn after bathing in thunder? This is definitely an extraordinary treasure." When a pair of people passed by an ordinary mountain village, a blackened wooden pile firmly attracted their attention.
"That willow branch has definitely undergone some kind of astonishing transformation and has incredible divinity. If it can be picked, it will definitely be made into a treasure." A boy of thirteen or fourteen years old looked at the charred wooden stake.
The willow branches on the tree were becoming more and more crystal clear. The domineering character he had developed from being praised by his clan members since he was a child had already made him decide to take action.
"Treasures from heaven and earth naturally belong to the virtuous." Beside the boy, a young man said with a flattering smile.
"Yes, the virtuous live here. Attack and give me those villages." The young man laughed, and then waved, and the ferocious beast cavalry behind him had already raised his weapon.
They are well-trained elites. In this wilderness and among the human race, they have no opponents, because their master is Lord Zishan, the prince of this wilderness.
But in such a primitive place, how could there really be obedient people who could survive here? Who didn't fight from small to large, to death?
Facing the attack of the murderous cavalry, countless villagers in the small village fought back hard with crude swords, guns, and simple bows and arrows.
In his village, the only willow branch stretched like the sharpest sword. Wherever the willow branch passed, there was a scream, and hundreds of elite riders were broken into two pieces in the blink of an eye.
"What kind of willow tree is this? How terrifying is it?" Looking at the scene in front of him, the young man couldn't help but show no fear at all, and the desire in his eyes became even stronger.
The more invincible Willow becomes, the more he wants to take it for himself.
"Retreat, we need to find more masters." The young man, who was not driven by desire to destroy his reason, gave the order and had already turned the direction of the ferocious beast and headed towards the tribe's territory.
This time, he is not looking for the so-called mountain treasure, he only wants the willow branches in this village.
But can he really leave?
In front of him, a thundercloud surged, and before he even had time to react, he was hit by an electric arc flying from the thundercloud. His whole body didn't even have time to react, and was turned into flying ash.
In his last sight, he only saw a figure walking under the thunder clouds, bathing in the thunder. It was just that it was quite embarrassed. The clothes on his body were in tatters, and white skin was exposed among the black. This one was
human beings.
"Ah, there is a strange person here." With an exclamation, a group of people walked out from the depths of the forest, carrying prey on their shoulders. One of them, a little kid only three or four years old, flashed his big eyes and looked far away.
When he saw the thundercloud in the distance, he shouted excitedly and started moving forward again.
"Little one, come back quickly." A middle-aged man couldn't help but turned pale when he saw this.
A being walking with thunderclouds above its head, no matter whether it is a human or not, is not something a small being like them can provoke.
"Uncle Feijiao, that man is so strange? Why does thunder and lightning always hit him? Is he a bad person?" The little doll called Xiao Doian asked innocently with his big innocent eyes.
When Shi Feijiao heard this, his expression changed. If the other party heard this, it might be a huge disaster. In this wilderness, there are too many things where people take action at the slightest disagreement.
In Shi Feijiao's sight, the person who frightened him raised his head, and the thunderclouds all over the sky suddenly seemed to receive a huge suction force, turning into a torrent of thunderclouds and pouring into the other person's body, and in the blink of an eye, they were all submerged in the other person's body.
in the body.
The opponent's body was not majestic, but seemed to be able to stand up to the sky and the earth. The flowers of thunder and fire danced on it. Every bit of thunder and fire seemed to have amazing destructive power, exuding a heart-warming aura.
"He's not a bad guy. The thunder stopped killing him. It's just that he's so powerful that he actually ate all those thunder clouds." The little boy was also shocked as he looked at the scene in front of him. His little mouth still had milk stains on it.
It was huge, and the scene in front of him had already subverted his limited knowledge.
Ying Zheng looked at the thunder and fire on his body and frowned slightly: Could it be that after I came to fight in this world, I was also affected by this world and became wild?