Chapter 115: Do Your Best to Develop the Ancient Realm of the Desolate Universe [5]
"It's all ordinary fruits, you can eat them as you like. ”
Wang Yi made a "please" gesture.
With that, he used a toothpick to stick a small piece of watermelon into his mouth and put it in his mouth.
The huge Gollum stretched out a vine from his mouth, rolled up some fruit and sent it to his mouth, and ate it all in three or two clicks, not even enough to stuff his teeth.
"This, too little......"
Gollum muttered quietly.
"Lots of fruit, eat whatever you want. ”
With a wave of his hand, a long table appeared on both sides of the seat, which was piled with various fruits.
Combined, it is worth three Dao Yuan.
For Wang Yi, every fairy friend exchange meeting is a good opportunity to expand the time and space pastoral.
Even if you take out some more fruit, what is it?
Anyway, I'll earn it back in the end.
"It's that kind of lotus seed!"
Lu Ye Xuanxian had sharp eyes, saw a bunch of cyan lotus seeds, and hurriedly took them all.
For him, nothing is as important as these.
Looking at the lotus seed, he seemed to see Cai Lian'er, and naturally he didn't want others to touch it.
Not much.
Wang Yi got up and said: "This immortal friend exchange meeting is here, about the matter of the Taihuang Ancient Realm, it will be kept secret for the time being, everyone, we will meet again if we have a fate." ”
With that, his figure gradually faded.
As for the others, they all found themselves being pushed out by some kind of force, and the surrounding scene changed rapidly.
When they came back to their senses, they were back where they were.
Celestial.
Oz Xuanxian was carrying a large bag of lotus seeds, and he was in a very good mood.
Demon Realm.
Fan Huo sat on a black iron throne, looked into the sky, and said:
"Fairy Friends Exchange Meeting...... This will definitely be a great opportunity for me, and I may also take this opportunity to go to the long-lost Ancient Realm of the Desolate Wilderness. ”
The Ancient Realm of the Great Wilderness.
Gollum returned to the river.
The deer-legged creatures immediately jumped out of the surrounding woods, all hiding beneath Gollum, and keeping an eye out for them.
At this time.
Wang Yi has crossed the gate of time and space and descended on the Ancient Realm of the Great Desolation.
His body surface was surrounded by ten thousand immortal treasures, keeping his whole body transparent.
In addition, he also changed his aura through "Wanhua Heavenly Gong" and perfectly blended into the surrounding environment, and even Gollum in the Heavenly Immortal Realm couldn't spot him.
"What a big Ancient Realm!"
Wang Yi landed on the top of a giant tree.
This is a paradise for the Lingmu clan.
For every 10,000 giant trees, there is one spirit tree like Gollum, but the cultivation level is not that high.
Looking at the entire Ancient Realm of the Taihuang Wilderness, Gollum is also considered to be a powerhouse at the top of the list.
Most of the spirit trees only have the cultivation of the ground level.
"It's so green!"
Wang Yi looked at it, and his eyes were all green, and he couldn't see the edge at all.
A Tiannan Great Domain has a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, which sounds very large, but it is less than one-thousandth of the Taihuang Ancient Realm.
He sensed it and found that the aura and immortal qi in this place were far beyond the Great Wilderness Realm, although it was not as good as the Immortal Realm, but the Immortal Martial World.
"Hah!"
Suddenly, there was the sound of a fight below.
Wang Yi took a closer look and found that it was the Deer People who were fighting between two different tribes.
The deer people on one side have a blue light on them, and the other has an orange light.
They fought from a distance of several hundred meters, and all of them used their innate supernatural powers, instantly turning the surrounding vitality into glowing spears and throwing them with all their might.
"What a weird long-range engagement. ”
Wang Yi whispered.
The cultivation of these deer people has generally reached the Xuan level, no less than the martial spirit realm, but they all chose to throw the Yuan Qi spear from a distance.
As for melee......
Whenever they meet, they will decisively pull a distance of tens of meters, and then kill the enemy by throwing spears.
So, there is no melee at all.
Wang Miao felt that these deer people were very strange.
Poof!
A spear pierced through the ancient tree that the two were hugging together, nailing a blue deer powerhouse to the tree.
For these pediatric battles, Wang Yi didn't look much at it. Kanshu.com
He continued to wander in the Ancient Realm of the Great Desolation, and found that there was not even a single civilized city here, all of them were tribes.
The root cause is because this is already the world of the Lingmu clan.
As a hegemon-level force, they do not allow too many and too strong civilizations to appear under their command, so they are limited to countless tribes.
Deer tribe, werewolf tribe, bear tribe, snake tribe......
In short, there is no pure human race.
Even if there are humanoid creatures, they are all kinds of creatures that have been transformed.
Moreover, except for the Lingmu clan, the strongest of the other tribes could only reach the Heavenly Rank, and no one had ever been able to advance to the Immortal Realm.
Here, the Lingmu clan is the god of all tribes!
After figuring out the situation of the entire Taihuang Ancient Realm, Wang Yi opened the line of introduction about this realm.
"The Ancient Realm of the Great Desolation, the Immortal Martial World, a hidden true immortal, ten heavenly immortals, seventy-six earth immortals, and three hundred and ninety human immortals. ”
Wang Yi looked at this information and already had a bottom in his heart.
That hidden true immortal must have survived the battle that Gollum said, and even it didn't know that there was a terrifying true immortal in this world.
In Wang Yi's opinion, that true immortal must have suffered a heavy blow, otherwise he would not have survived somewhere for so many years.
"The Lingmu clan can't be alarmed for the time being, but the countless tribes under their command can become my entry point for developing the Taihuang Ancient Realm. ”
The corners of Wang Yi's mouth raised slightly.
In his mind, he already had an idea.
A dense wood.
Two blue deer men carried a wounded deer man, like a stupid roe deer, and jumped up and down in the forest to escape.
According to their bumpy method, the deer people on their backs could have been immortal, but they would have been shocked to death.
Suddenly.
A blue deer man stopped.
The latter one didn't have time to brake and crashed into it.
As for the deer man who was carried, he fell to the ground without accident, and his injuries were even deeper.
Not far away.
Wang Yi looked at this scene and couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Originally, the deer man was only slightly injured, but now it is fine, almost seriously injured, and if it continues like this, it is not far from death.
"Healing elixir, do you want it or not?"
He glowed all over, like a translucent elf, walked out, and there were dozens of golden pills suspended above his palm, and said.
These golden pills are made with a low-grade version of the Golden Qi and Blood Spirit Grass.
Shred first, then roll into balls.
Finally, after polishing and polishing, it looks almost like a life-saving golden pill.
"Do you speak the language of our Blue Deer Clan?"
The deer man at the head asked in surprise.
"I am a spirit of nature, and I know all languages. ”
Wang Yi said proudly, "The golden pill in my hand can save its life, do you want it?"
"On what terms?"
The deer man was more wary and asked.
"Equivalent barter. ”
Wang Yi said.
"Is this enough?"
The deer man removes a string of pearls, which contains a small amount of aura.
"I am an elf, not a beggar. ”
Wang Yi said.
The deer man seemed to understand whether he understood or not, took out some more treasures, and finally exchanged for a golden pill for his wounded companion to eat.
Then, a miracle happened.
The injured deer man recovered quickly from his injuries and became alive and kicking.
"We want more Jindan!"
The deer man took out all the treasures on his body.
"Well said, well said. ”
Wang Yi smiled.
In less than three days, there was a legend circulating among many tribes in the Ancient Realm of the Great Desolation:
As long as you pray to the Wood Elf, a vine tree man will appear, selling gold pills that can improve your cultivation or heal your wounds.
Secluded mountains.
Thousands of half-meter-tall vine tree people stood in front of a curtain of light, their bodies glowing, like elves.
They are holding some golden pills and trading with the tribal creatures of the Ancient Realm of the Taihuang Wilderness.
Wang Yi looked at this scene, nodded with satisfaction, and said to the watermelon king beside him: "Yes, continue to do what I say." ”
"Okay, Mako-kun. ”
The Watermelon King nodded.