Somewhere in the unfamiliar star field, it suddenly began to shake violently, and a mountain full of holes appeared out of thin air.

Countless monks slowly emerged from all over the peak, stepped out of the confines of the peak, and began to cautiously probe their surroundings.

The land is vast, and the sky is hung with nine spheres that emit a faint light, and the towering peaks look a little bleak.

After too much war, the outer rocks were largely crumbling and falling on the soft grass, and soon began to crumble, and it won't be long before the peaks cease to exist.

The monks began to cut timber nearby to set up camps and establish villages and towns around the peaks.

Soon after, a large number of ships landed far away from this place, and as soon as they descended underground, many well-trained warriors began to explore the strange land in an orderly manner.

After coming to the ground, Hu Er's signal became better, and it was a million kilometers away from the location of Tianqing Gate.

"This land seems outrageous." The faster you can grasp the surrounding terrain, the more you can take the lead.

"Boss, the lifeform here seems to be called an elf? I saw that the monks of Tianqingmen were having a conversation with the local natives, and it seemed that they were talking about some ore. "Hu Er is in this environment, and he can better hide.

The landscape resembles an untouched planet, the ship docks on an island in the middle of a vast lake, and it's nighttime, but the soft light spills down from the sky, making it clear to see.

He Ling'er quietly crawled out of the warehouse, and just came out of the hatch and hit her strong chest head-on.

"Why did you come with you?"

"It's boring to stay in the wilderness, and there's a marriage contract, I have to supervise you! What if you are seduced by other vixens? He Ling'er said confidently, and walked outside to stretch, "The air here is really good, much better than the wilderness." Hey, I'm talking to you! ”

There are a lot of books stored in the storehouses of the displaced people, as if they have documented this race.

The elven race has existed for an extremely long time, dating back to ancient times, when the elven king led many high-level elves to fight with the ancient gods, and they were not defeated, which shows how strong their strength is and can fight head-on with the ancient gods.

Because of the war, many planets have melted and combined to form the current vast and boundless continent, which they call the plane.

The plane is filled with countless greenery, which is related to the survival habits of the elven race. Similar to the natural world, powerful high-level elves will evolve the environment around their bodies, changing with the type of elves.

Moon elves who thrive from the energy of the nine moons in the sky, Night elves who go into the darkness to completely hide their bodies, dwarf elves who are skilled in forging, and elemental elves born of nature.

In the plane continent, they are divided into four equal places, and they do not interfere with each other, and the four elf kings are of equal strength, and the relationship between them is quite good.

The scout sent out not long ago brought back a young man with a beautiful appearance, with long hair in a golden shawl, a silver longbow on his back, and green eyes with a slight anger.

"Who are you? From which plane! ”

"You can detect creatures we don't know about this plane? How did it work. Ma Yang was a little surprised, this young man had an extraordinary temperament, he should be a nobleman of some tribe.

"There is too much turbidity in your body, and the body of our elves is completely formed by pure energy, and there is no such turbidity."

Motioning for the scout to loosen his ties, the young man did not show the slightest panic, although he was surprised by the battle around him.

Where did this group of people come out, the island in the middle of the lake within a radius of dozens of miles, the dense spaceships and well-trained soldiers, they wouldn't have come to fight, right?

Although their tribe used to be the backbone of the Night Elves, due to the unexpected death of the previous patriarch, the ability of the entire clan has deteriorated, and resources have gradually become scarce.

The growth of the elven race relies on the ancient tree of life in the center of the group, and each patriarch will enter the ancient tree at the end of his life and dedicate his energy to the ancient tree to give feedback to the territorial environment.

But in his tribe, the previous patriarch died outside, and he didn't give back the energy to the clan, resulting in the lack of energy in the current territory, and it was difficult for even mid-level elves to be born.

"So, where we're in the territory of the Night Elves, can you take me to meet the elders of your race? We had no ill intentions, we just came to hunt down the fugitives. Originally, I chased here, and when I found Hu Er, I left directly, but Dantianzhong began to beat.

The young man led Ma Yang and his party through the forest to the depths of the clan land.

They live in elaborate treehouses with a number of targets around the clan land, as well as young elves in training, holding wooden bows to shoot.

When they saw the young man, both men and women, young and old, stopped what they were doing and saluted him.

"High Priest, I met this group of people in the forest, supposedly coming to our plane to pursue the fugitives."

Entering the treehouse near the center of the clan, the elder, who was sitting on a wooden pier and flipping through a book, slowly raised his head to look at the comer, and reached out to lift it up, and the same wooden pier appeared near the table.

The table was a big mushroom, and when Ma Yang sat down, some elves with transparent wings flew beside him, carrying over the aromatic drink.

"Uncle, I want to ask how to go to this place, why can't the river in the middle of it fly?"

There is a wide river between the four clans, and no matter how far the scouts are, they can't cross it.

"Holy River, you need to wash away the filth of the elves to get through, you can't."

"Then what should we do, please teach us." Ma Yang's tone was sincere, he had heard it several times since he came here, why did their bodies be filthy?

"The Holy River is an indispensable natural force in the elven plane, it contains the purest energy of heaven and earth, and there are many ways to clean up the filth, such as surviving in the plane for a long time, and the filth in the natural body will be discharged." The elder reached out and took out another book, and landed in front of Ma Yang and motioned for him to open it.

Books are made of special leaves, the yellowed leaves are painted with delicate images in ink, and they are accompanied by text. The above describes the first elves born in the plane, who are wandering the holy river, and gradually their bodies begin to glow.

Turning to the next page, more spirits were conceived by nature, and the holy river could not accommodate them, so they came to the ancient tree of the sky, led by the priest to sing sacred lyrics, and piled countless ores at the foot of the ancient tree, and the ancient tree washed the filth.

After that, the number of elves became even larger, and a considerable number of animals were born in nature for them to hunt, and gradually the filth in the elves disappeared.

On the fourth page, the depiction of able-bodied people appears on the island in the middle of the lake, and the great battle caused by them is swept across the plane, and all the elves participate.

On the fifth page, a figure shrouded in light, holding the red orb tightly with both hands, and the elves behind him knelt on one knee, as if to celebrate the birth of a new king.

When this picture appeared, Ma Yang's heart suddenly contracted, this ball was undoubtedly a tinder, and the picture described the question he had just asked, wasn't it their war department that appeared on the island in the middle of the lake?

There would be a great battle, and there would be a fire here, and they hurriedly flipped back, and on the sixth page, the glorious figure stood outside the vortex of the void, facing the same glowing figure, and then hugged each other, and the latter turned and disappeared into the void.

When the page was turned again, the leaves behind it suddenly became sticky and quickly melted, leaving the blue slime on the hand.

The High Priest stretched out his hand and emitted a green glow, enveloping the slime, but the slime was easily dissolved and fell to the ground and disappeared.

What can stop the Book of Prophecy?

"Not long ago, the Book of Prophecy reminded me that there will be a child of prophecy in the Elven Race, and since it has come, let's start the baptism of life. Nas, you go and prepare and inform everyone that tomorrow the whole clan will have a baptism of life. The high priest stood up, with several thick branches attached to his back.

The young elf who led the way was named Nas, and he was one of the few beings in the tribe here who had the potential to be promoted to a high-level elf.

"High priest, are you going to cleanse them of their filth with the baptism of life? But we don't have enough fluorite! Nas didn't understand why the High Priest would do this for the sake of the Gentiles.

Because there is no elf king in the clan, the position of the patriarch is still empty, and it has been supported by the high priest all these years.

Only by becoming a king-level elf can one gain the recognition of the ancient tree of life and place their spirit in the ancient tree, so that they can use many of the functions of the ancient tree to nurture the tree spirits to produce elemental essences, which are the energy they need to cultivate themselves.

By attaching the roots of the tree to his body and forcibly using his spiritual power to communicate with the ancient tree, a large amount of mental consumption caused the high priest's body to be quickly hollowed out, and he had to be trapped in this tree house without leaving an inch, and he no longer had much strength to go out often.

Nas respected this old high priest the most, sacrificing himself for the hope of the whole clan, the energy accumulated in the body of the perennial high-level elves was about to be depleted, and their only hope now was to be able to put their hopes on the emergence of a new elven king, so that the high priest could be freed from the shackles of the ancient tree.

"Do what I say, if there is not enough fluorite, I will find a way to speed up the collection of elemental essence." The high priest's low words made Nas cry, and Ma Yang clearly felt that the atmosphere in the room was not right, and hurriedly stepped forward to ease his emotions.

"What are you talking about fluorite?"

Nas took out a dark and irregular stone from his pocket, handed it to Ma Yang, and easily broke the stone, which radiated a crystal clear light.

Through the Ancient Tree of Life, elemental rain can be released in the clan land, improving the physique of the whole clan, not only the condensed elemental essence, but also mining this mineral called fluorite, which can be used as an energy source to recharge.

"Wait, I seem to have a lot of this." Ma Yang turned around and walked out of the room quickly.