Monsters suddenly awaken, the crypt exploded, the canyon collapsed, and rocks rolled.

A massive head poked out of the collapsed crypt.

It is the "Mutant Monster Ancestor" in the mouth of the old ancestor.

Most of its body was still buried underground, and on its exposed neck and head, black scales shone, and a terrifying evil aura filled the void, forming a gray whirlpool of evil qi in the void.

Liu Yangyang and Murong Xiaoshi, who were guarding the entrance of the crypt, were shocked, and they hurriedly hid, and at the same time, they were extremely worried about the patriarch and elders.

"Roar—"

The Ancestor of the Mutant Monster roared, and the sound waves rolled, causing the rocks to fly up and explode in the void.

It looks like a python, like a brute dragon, majestic and terrifying scarlet eyes scan the sky and the earth, there is nostalgia in the eyes, there are vicissitudes, and there is a trace of indescribable emotions.

Another 300,000 years have passed.

It can't remember how many times it's woken up.

In short, every time the stone tool of the years is born, it will wake up and frantically compete for the stone tools of the years, not to open the door of transcendence, but to let its heavenly gate evolve.

It's special because it's a mutant and it's an Ancestor.

It has its own wisdom, and it knows the way of cultivation and supernatural powers, which is incomparable to other monsters.

Other monsters were afraid of the immortals in the depths of the mountains, but it was fearless, and it devoured many people.

"Whew~"

It tilted its head, its scarlet eyes staring into the depths of the mountains.

There, it sensed the breath of the stone tools of the years, which was incomparably strong.

Immediately, it rushed out of the crypt, and its huge body flew through the void, casting a large shadow and rolling up an endless wind to wreak havoc, forming a huge whirlwind wherever it passed.

......

In the deepest part of the mountain range, Mount Kinabalu is higher than the sky, and there is no end to the horizon.

Here, it's more like a wilderness.

But.

But there is greenery here.

The green vegetation, the primeval ancient forest formed by towering ancient trees, each ancient tree is as big as the ancient tree of the wolf's den where the gray wolf lives.

This primeval ancient forest forms a huge green corridor, dividing the outer monster world.

The forbidden enchantment of the monster world was also forcibly changed direction, and along the primeval ancient forest corridor, the monster world outside was isolated, as if it had become two worlds.

Behind the primeval ancient forest, there is a broader land, the clouds and smoke are vast, and there is no end in sight.

The monster world in the outside world, although vast, seems to be just a corner and a peripheral area compared to here.

The air was filled with pure and rich longevity vitality and aura, as well as the life vitality of all things in heaven and earth, making this world, like a true cultivation paradise, not inferior to the immortal realm in any way.

Now.

In the valley, there is an ancient and primitive village with stone houses and stone towers, built in a rough and wild style.

This village is also a tribe.

It's called the Qinglin tribe.

At the head of the tribe's village, there is a huge willow tree, but half of its body seems to have been struck by terrible lightning and has decayed.

But at the root of the tree, a tender green willow bud sprouted.

Like being reborn from the fire, and like nirvana being reshaped, it is obviously a willow bud, but it is scattered with drops of divine light, circulating the mysterious and magnificent breath of law, and there are even more visions of the heavens and all worlds in the light and extinction.

Now.

Under this old willow tree, a group of people are kneeling and saluting.

"Worship the sky!"

"Sacrifice land!"

"Sacrifice to the ancestors!"

The old village chief roared, held three sticks of incense, kowtowed to the old willow tree seriously, and saluted.

He is the head of the village and a priest.

He was wearing coarse cloth clothes, the exposed parts of his body were covered with cyan scales, and his face was also covered with scales, although his eyes were normal colors, they were very vicissitudes and turbidity, and his body was filled with a rich dead air.

Behind him, a group of villagers.

The villagers are old and young, but all of them have scales, but the scales only grow in some parts, some on the neck, some on the face, some on the waist, back, and legs......

They didn't have scales like the old chief.

"The avenue is ruthless, the sky is dead, the human race is trapped in a cage like captivity, and there is no end in sight!"

The old village chief was prostrate on the ground and wept at the old willow tree.

"Looking back on the past, in the eventful years, your children and grandchildren followed you to fight in the north and south, vowing to break the cage and seek eternal life, but you were betrayed by a shameless villain and ended in disgrace. ”

"The descendants are old and about to sit down, but the descendants are weak and cannot be entrusted with heavy responsibilities, the great cause of the human race has not been completed, the traitors of the past have not been removed, and the descendants can not swallow their breath?!!"

The old village chief knelt on the ground and cried, and a group of descendants and villagers behind him wept sadly.

"Ask the ancestors to manifest their spirits and give instructions to their descendants, who can carry this burden, carry forward the past and forge ahead into the future, break the cage and change the sky, and give us great freedom for the human race!"

"Ask the ancestors to manifest!"

"Ask the ancestors to manifest their spirits!"

The old village chief cried and prayed, and tears rained down.

Behind him, a group of descendants and villagers also knelt on the ground and cried.

At this time.

In the old willow tree in front of him, the newly grown willow bud bloomed with brilliant light, and in front of everyone, a picture was conjured.

"Look, it's the ancestor who has appeared!"

One person shouted in surprise, and everyone looked up and saw a scene in the void, and they cried excitedly.

The old village chief also left muddy tears, his lips trembled, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to make a move, his eyes were firmly fixed on the void picture.

This picture is the transformation of the newly grown willow bud.

In the picture, it is very hazy, like a mist, it is not real, and vaguely, it seems that a huge divine city has appeared.

The Divine City was too vast and majestic, with ten colors of divine light entwined, indescribably grandiose, crushing the void and collapsing, and the picture could not show its full appearance.

"Wow~"

The image suddenly disappeared.

A group of descendants and villagers looked at each other.

"Sacrifice, what is the ancestor hinting at?!" one asked.

The old village chief's cloudy eyes flashed with a deep light, recalling the picture just now, and said, "There is too little information, and I can't deduce it." ”

"But since the ancestor appeared in the sky and showed this city, if you want to come to this city, it must be related to the fate of our human race!"

"As long as we can find this city, we may be able to understand the hint that the ancestor has a spirit in the sky!"

When a group of people heard this, they all nodded.

Right now.

Outside the village, a majestic voice was heard......

"May I ask if the priest of the Qinglin tribe is here?! The junior is the pill of the black scale tribe, and he has something important to ask to see the priest of the Qinglin tribe. ”

The old village chief's eyes flashed, and he said to a middle-aged villager beside him: "Qingyuan, take him to the ancient tower!"

Qingyuan is one of the few people in the Qinglin tribe who has scales on most of his body, and he is also one of the masters in the Qinglin tribe.

"Yes, sacrifice!"

Qingyuan hurried away.

Outside the village, there stood a slender and sexy woman, she had a graceful body, but only the black scales grew on her neck, which made her look particularly strange.

Standing on a boulder, Maruko looked at the Qinglin tribe, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Because she found that there seemed to be a strange power floating in the Qinglin tribe, which could not be seen or touched, but it was real.

And this kind of power may not be discovered by others, but she recently learned a new aura magic power from her eldest brother Kuroko, so she can spy on it or two.

Thinking of his eldest brother Kuroko, Maruko's eyes suddenly appeared with admiration and awe.

Many years ago, she and Gangzi, Douzi, had just been born from the Death Black Smoky Continent, and they were fortunate to follow the eldest brother Kuroko, under the leadership of the eldest brother Kuroko, they worshipped a great power as a teacher, and since then they have embarked on the road of cultivation against the sky.

Later, I came to the monster world by chance.

Brother Kuroko cultivated the divine skills taught by that great power, devoured countless monsters, cultivated to a great advancement, and was discovered by the sacrifice of the Black Scale Tribe and brought to this world.

Today, Big Brother Kuroko is covered with black scales all over his body, and he is the most powerful general in the Black Scale Tribe, and is relied on by the sacrificial adults of the Black Scale Tribe.

It is rumored that Big Brother Kuroko is likely to become the next priest of the Black Scale Tribe.

Thinking of this, in the light of the ball's eyes, she suddenly burst into brilliance, and her breathing became short.

"Brother Kuroko, it's really good!

Maruko muttered to himself.

She dreamed of becoming the woman of Big Brother Kuroko.

But Brother Kuroko was unwilling, and kept insisting that she, like Douzi, was a woman of Shizun, and only Shizun could enjoy their fragrant body.

Every time he thought of this, Maruko gritted his teeth and felt infinite resentment.

"Master, hmph! Master, I don't know where I went, maybe they have all fallen, do I have to guard the place for the rest of my life?!"

Beanzi felt uncomfortable.

At this moment, a figure approached in the distance.

Maruko recognized the person, who was one of the famous masters in the Qinglin tribe, named Qingyuan.

"Qingyuan, long time no see!" Maruko asked with a smile.

At the same time, her beautiful eyes looked Qingyuan up and down, and a look of surprise appeared, "Your Heavenly Gate seems to be about to be upgraded to the Platinum Heavenly Gate, right!? It seems that the next priest of the Qinglin tribe is likely to be you!"

As she spoke, the black scales looming out of her neck added a touch of alternative temptation.

Qingyuan's eyes swept at Maruko's neck, suppressed the ripples in his heart, hurriedly bypassed the topic, and said: "Miss Maruko said with a smile, platinum-level Tianmen, all of them are geniuses and heroes in this land, and their strength is extraordinary, I am still far behind!"

"I don't know why Miss Maruko came here this time?!"

Maruko looked upright and said: "The stone tools of the years were born, and I was ordered to come and discuss with the sacrificial adults of your tribe to seek to seize the stone tools of the years!"

When Qingyuan heard this, his face was also grim.

"The Stone Tool of the Years can help us advance to the Heavenly Gate, it is a once-in-300,000-year opportunity, we really can't miss it, and the strength of our two tribes is much weaker than other tribes, if we can join forces, the chances of winning will naturally increase greatly!"

Speaking of this, Qingyuan suddenly asked in a low voice, "May I ask Miss Maruko, are you on the order of the Kuroko Warlord this time, or is it the order of the Black Scale Tribe's sacrifice to the Lord?!"

Maruko glanced at Qingyuan with a smile, and did not answer his question, but said meaningfully: "Our big brother Heizi asked me to bring you a message." ”

"Oh?!What?!"

"Brother Heizi said that he admires you very much! If you are willing to take refuge here, then pick the new shoots of the old willow tree at the head of your Qinglin tribe village!"

Qingyuan's face changed drastically, and an angry face appeared in his pupils.

But at this time, Maruko said in a low voice: "By the way, I forgot to tell you, our big brother Heizi has been promoted to the diamond-level Heavenly Gate!"

When Qingyuan heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, his eyes almost fell to the ground, and he froze, his face full of disbelief.

"Drill ...... Drill...... Diamond Heavenly Gate !!"

Qingyuan's throat is dry and unimaginable.

Diamond-level Heavenly Gate, such an existence, in the big tribes in the central region, is also the overlord of one side!