Internal and external troubles

In the middle of the Elven Forest, there is an ancient tree that covers the sky and the sun, and ordinary elves can only observe from a distance, and they are not even qualified to approach.

The leaves of the ancient trees are wide, the smallest one is also the size of an adult's face, needless to say, the larger ones are verdant, like jasper casting, and when you look at it from a distance, there seems to be a misty blue light circulating on it.

The ancient tree is afraid that it is three or four hundred meters high, only the trunk is afraid that it will take a hundred people to hug it to surround it, close to the root of the ancient tree, there is a misty spiritual spring, the spiritual spring is only the size of the bowl mouth, there is a bubbling water flowing out of it, diffusing to the three fingers of the spring, but it disappears out of thin air, only the rainbow line is left to bridge it.

I don't know where I started, I don't know where I am, it's the spiritual spring in front of me.

The only fountain of life in the world.

Next to the fountain of life, there stood a rickety old man, the ears of the old man were crawling with old age spots, and the years carved layers of wrinkles on his face like a knife, through these layers of wrinkles, he could vaguely see the handsome face of his youth.

The old man seemed to be bent over by the enduring years, and although his back was tall, he was slightly hunched on his back, and he seemed to be slumping down all the time.

Looking closer, except for the aging elf old man, the flow speed of the extraordinary fountain of life seemed to be much slower, and even the ancient tree of life that covered the heavens and the earth seemed to be full of tiredness written on every leaf.

The old man looked at the lightly curled Qingmeng jade leaves in front of him, feeling the vitality that was constantly being consumed in it, the sorrow on his face became a little worse, and his back naturally collapsed by half an inch.

The changes that had occurred in the clan were only known to him and the other three elders, not that they didn't tell the others, but that it was useless to tell the others, which only increased the panic.

If even the Ancient Tree of Life can't stop this abnormal movement, the lives of their entire clan will not play a role, just like throwing a stone into the sea, at most splashing a splash, and then disappearing without a trace.

All they can do is to make the whole clan vigilant, ready for all dangers, and only by clenching their fists together can they deliver the heaviest blow to the enemy, even if they are not sure whether the enemy exists or not.

For the first time, the patriarch, who had dedicated his life to the survival of the elves, was worried about the victory of the Ancient Tree of Life.

I don't know how long it took, the ancient tree in front of me that seemed to have its own life trembled, and its leaves as big as a dustpan shook together, like a jasper wave in the flat ground.

The bitter-faced patriarch breathed a sigh of relief, and he gently pressed his head against a leaf in front of him.

From the root of the vein, the leaf had a faint green fluorescence lit up, little by little, until the whole leaf was dyed as dazzling as a star, and at the same time, a voice as old as heaven and earth sounded in the head of the patriarch.

"You're here?"

The patriarch's snow-white eyebrows twitched slightly, and he heard the weakness that could not be concealed in the voice of the ancient tree of life: "Mother, I'm here." ”

"How long has it been?" the deep voice roared in the patriarch's head.

"By the time I came, a day and a night had passed. The Elven Patriarch replied respectfully.

"It's been a day and a night. The deep voice seemed to be mixed with indescribable emotion: "This space gate change is not a thing that has only appeared in recent years, almost every hundred years to break free, at that time it was more than enough to suppress it with my strength, but this time it seems to be different." ”

The patriarch was shocked: "But the undead clan is making trouble on the other side?"

The Ancient Tree of Life was silent for a moment: "This possibility is not very likely, the space gate and the teleportation array are not comparable, the space gate is natural, the mystery and complexity are far from being comparable to the teleportation array, the necromantic clan does not have much possibility to do something in it, not to mention, ten thousand years have passed, if the necromantic clan finds a way to open the spatial door, it will not wait so long." ”

"It's unlikely, but it can't be ruled out. The patriarch hesitated for a moment, "Does Mother need the help of a space mage?" ”

"The space door is a dead thing, between the birth of heaven and earth, it will disappear after the energy is exhausted, or a hundred years, or a thousand years, there will always be a time limit, but by chance, this space door has been suppressed by me for 10,000 years, it is suppressed, and it is not protecting it, for 10,000 years, it has a trace of spiritual birth, these days of abnormal movements, it seems that it sensed something, is taking care of itself. ”

The Ancient Tree of Life ignored the patriarch who was stunned as soon as he heard the news, and continued: "So even if you find those space magicians to come over, it will not help me, I have been with it for ten thousand years, and under the influence of my ears and eyes, it can be regarded as a small study of space, those space magicians can't even catch up with me, where is the help, forget it, forget it." ”

"But ......" the patriarch still didn't give up: "But with the recent changes, it's the eighth time, I'm worried about ......"

"Are you worried that I won't be able to hold on?" The old voice of the ancient tree of life seemed to reveal a burst of joy and joy: "Your worries are right, but this catastrophe can only rely on me, I hastily bred a seedling of life in the heart of the ancient tree, if the situation is really not good, take it with you, and take the clan to transfer as soon as possible." ”

"Mother!" the patriarch was shocked, and fell to his knees with a "poof", crying silently.

"Relax, you are all my children, you shouldn't die here, as long as you don't die and protect that seedling, the elves have hope of continuing, that seedling is the embodiment of my life, why should you be sad." The ancient tree of life drooped down a branch and gently stroked the white head of the patriarch.

"It's just...... That seedling was born in a hurry, and I didn't have time, too late, too late...... I need time, more time, how long can I put it on......"

The star-like green leaf on the head of the elven patriarch slowly returned to its original state, and the ancient tree that rippled like the blue sea gradually fell into a deep sleep, and he still knelt in place motionless, as if praying for something.

But it didn't take long for this prayer to be interrupted by a sudden call.

The patriarch didn't want to pay attention to it, but this call was quick and frequent, several times, which made him impetuous, and he couldn't pray anymore.

The Ancient Tree of Life is equivalent to the sacred relics of all the elven clans, and it is their common mother, and now, the ancient tree is in danger, and he is already related and upset, but now he is called by the voice and is nameless, and he is suddenly a little angry.

If it weren't for the fact that the person who called was a genius detective who had emerged in the clan in recent years, I was afraid that he would have the mind to punish him for thinking about it for ten years.

He walked out of the holy land of the elven clan angrily, and as soon as he came out, he saw Zirui with an anxious face, and the anger in his heart suddenly dissipated a lot.

Zirui is the number one outpost in the clan, this is an indisputable thing, this kid is bold, and his compatibility with nature has been greatly improved over the years, and he dares to touch the side of the fourth-order demonic beast alone.

His strength is only second-order, and in that case, when the clansmen bring him back, he is all hippie and smiling, which shows how big his heart is.

Now he actually saw a trace of panic on Zirui's face, and immediately realized that something had happened, and it was a big deal, otherwise, this kid would not have shown such an expression.

The two people who followed Zirui only glanced at him, and he could see the identity of Green, who had been called back by the Druid Elder himself, which he had known for a long time, so he was not surprised.

He was a little curious about the young man standing next to Green, at first glance, he was a human race, and his strength was only a first order, but looking at the distance between him and Green, the two did not look like an ordinary relationship.

Fortunately, the others are old and sophisticated, and the city government is sophisticated, so they just glanced at it lightly, no matter what questions arose in their hearts, they didn't say a word, and they didn't even look at Li Qi a second time.

"What's wrong?, panicked?" he pretended to be rigid and coldly reprimanded Zirui.

"Oh no!" Zirui saw the patriarch, and immediately felt that he had found the backbone, where could he still take care of the posture specially put on by the patriarch, and rushed forward and grabbed the patriarch's sleeve.

"What's wrong?" The elven patriarch suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, and secretly regretted that he usually spoiled this kid too much, and anyone dared to rush up here to pull him.

He was about to knock on him, when he heard Zirui hurriedly continue: "Undead creatures have appeared on the periphery of the Elven Forest!"

"Undead creatures?" the elven patriarch swallowed as he swallowed the words that came to his lips, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

"Yes, undead creatures!" Green said calmly, "It's the Bone Fishmen, and we suspect that Seabreeze City has fallen into the hands of the Necromancy." ”

"Impossible!" the elven patriarch subconsciously denied: "The space gate is still suppressed by the holy relics of our clan, where did the undead creatures come from!"

"It's true, Grandpa Patriarch!" Zirui said anxiously on the side: "Sister Grimm and I went to investigate again, it's true! The outer perimeter of the Elven Forest has been completely surrounded by these skeleton shelves!"

The patriarch's face suddenly became as white as his hair, he was not a stupid person, including that denial, it was just a subconscious behavior, and when Zirui spoke again, he was already convinced.

Sure enough, something happened!

The matter of the space gate has not been resolved, and now there are necromantic creatures, if as Zirui said, the entire Elven Forest has been surrounded, and the number of those necromantic creatures must be hundreds of thousands.

There are only more than 6,000 elves in the entire elven clan, even if those necromantic spirits are not strong in combat, there are many ants that can bite the elephant to death.

Internal and external troubles!

Just when the elven patriarch was distracted and the six gods had no owner, he suddenly got a message in his ears, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face became strange, he turned his gaze to Li Qi, and looked carefully, as if there was a flower on Li Qi's face.