Chapter 37: The Immortal Grass is furious

This change came unexpectedly, so that the innocent little milk tiger was covered by the golden net before he could react.

"I caught a spirit beast with ancient bloodline?"

Underground, a human with thief eyebrows and rat eyes, transformed into mouse blood, let out a muttered in disbelief.

He, Huang Sanshou, had been lurking outside the valley for a few days, figuring out the situation, and he didn't make a move until today.

There are human powerhouses, and defeating the super metamorphosis creatures in the depths of the mountains has greatly boosted the morale of the human race.

More Morphers are marching towards the Great Forest, and he is one of them.

Relying on the Gods and Demons Research Institute, the newly developed life detector, he can know where there are high-level fierce beasts within a radius of a hundred miles, and where the transformed creatures are relatively sparse, so as to avoid powerful beasts.

Walking the trail, manipulating the path, picking spiritual flowers and plants, and finding this valley all the way, Huang Sanshou couldn't take his eyes off it anymore.

This place is simply a legendary sacred land.

Every grass on the ground contains spiritual substances that have longevity effects.

If it is picked on a large scale, it is enough to refine tens of millions of longevity pills and create a super power.

But the creatures of this valley are just as terrifying.

Especially the sleeping giant eagle, I'm afraid that except for the mysterious powerhouse who defeated the giant sparrow king, humans can't find an opponent.

Therefore, the divine land was in front of him, but Huang Sanshou did not dare to move, let alone enter the valley.

He paid more attention to the snow-white little milk tiger......

Compared with the spirit beasts with ancient bloodlines, this valley seems to be less important.

In the golden net, the little milk tiger struggled desperately and kept roaring.

But the golden net tightened and tightened, like a tightrope, into its skin.

Soon, the little milk tiger's snow-white hair was dyed red.

Huang Sanshou wants to give this ancient spirit beast a dismount and subdue it.

Tossing the little tiger half to death is exactly what he wants, lest the spirit beast be powerful and hurt him.

But after a period of panic, the little milk tiger felt that this golden net had a sense of intimacy with himself.

Control the gold hegemony!

This is its special ability.

The golden net, visible to the naked eye, dissolved, turned into a pool of flowing golden water, and condensed into golden toothpicks, shooting towards Huang Sanshou.

But on the ground, a heavy wall of earth suddenly rose, not only blocking the dense rain-like toothpicks, but also smashing towards the little milk tiger.

There was a thud, and blood splattered.

"Moo!"

In the valley, there was a sudden thunderous sound.

A bison, stronger than an elephant, rushed towards the mouth of the valley, killing and trembling the earth.

"Pulse creatures?"

Huang Sanshou hit a spirit, almost soft to the ground, how can he still take care of the spirit beast.

Don't say a word, just run away!

……

The heavy earthen walls shattered when they fell.

Between the clods of dirt, a bloody little tiger claw, its hair stained with broken soil, the blood was dyed black and red, slowly poking out of the soil.

The little milk tiger is as angry as a gossamer.

Although it has ancient blood, it is only one year old, and it has not yet reached the age of learning to hunt, and babies are opponents of human metamorphoses against adults.

"Moo......"

The bison king hurriedly pushed the clod of soil away, but saw that the hind limbs of the little milk tiger had been twisted and deformed, obviously useless.

An unconscious scream came from the little guy's mouth.

It was as if it was having a nightmare of death, and it was in pain.

A tear from the corner of the tiger's eye.

It hasn't seen the grass seedlings come back, and neither has the tiger mother.

Is this going to be the way to die?

The Bison King was so anxious that he could only carefully pick up the milk tiger and run to the hillside where the evergreen grass had taken root.

The life material there is the most abundant, which should be able to slow down the injuries of the little milk tiger.

The bison king's wisdom is not low, a stranger invaded the valley, and injured the little milk tiger, it ran and slammed into the ginkgo tree thousands of meters high.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, the earth shook, the mountains shook, and the birds were startled.

The ginkgo tree slowly woke up, its branches and leaves condensed into a tree face, and looked at the bison king in astonishment.

Its body is too large, but its consciousness is too weak to stay awake for long periods of time, and most of the time it sleeps.

"Moo......"

The Bison King turned back and shouted to the hillside, signaling to the ginkgo tree, and the friends were attacked.

Suddenly, the face of the tree became extremely serious.

An overwhelming oppressive force swept up the sky like a huge wave, sweeping in all directions, and the dense fog centered on the tree body, completely enveloping the valley inside and outside in an instant.

"Boom!"

The mist conjured up 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, waving flags, surging fog waves, carrying earth-shattering murderous aura, rushing into the nine skies.

……

When Qin Changge and the others came back, from a distance, they saw the chariots and soldiers and horses conjured up by the mist, galloping in the sky.

Xiao Caomiao "chuckled" in her heart and had a bad premonition.

On the hillside, that small, blood-drenched figure directly made the tiger mother collapse.

"It's ...... Little Milk Tiger? ”

Qin Changge's heart shook violently.

Looking at the dying, the two hind legs were twisted and deformed, almost becoming a small milk tiger with a lump of flesh, and the whole grass became extremely cold.

"Boom!"

The terrifying essence of daylight runs through the heavens and the earth.

That fiery pillar of light, thicker than a mountain, could be heard for hundreds of miles.

The burning sensation was so intense that it almost burned the sky.

Evergreen grass has never been so angry!

"Who is it?"

The icy mental fluctuations of the little grass seedlings echoed in the valley.

Suddenly, under the little milk tiger, a red anesthetic dart attracted Qin Changge's attention.

Mankind!

Only humans, there are tranquilizer guns.

"You found this place so quickly?"

Qin Changge muttered to himself, feeling the severity of the form.

The speed at which humans invaded the Great Forest was too fast, completely beyond his imagination.

I thought that in two or three months, human beings would not be able to find this place, but now it seems that it is taken for granted.

"We can't go on like this, we have to snipe humans! Otherwise, human beings will bulldoze forests and use various natural resources to improve their strength, and even if they retreat to Bucket Mountain, they will be found sooner or later. ”

Put the little milk tiger into the dragon qi crystallization water tank, and the little grass seedlings absorb the dragon qi while scattering brilliant light rain, submerging the little milk tiger and allowing its injuries to recover visibly with the naked eye.

Then, Qin Changge looked at the few Dharma protectors who were sitting down.

The old ape, the black panther king, and the tiger mother are all creatures in the Tsukuhara realm.

As long as you don't encounter the Child of Destiny, you are invincible among humans.

Of course, it was better to meet!

The Giant Sparrow King was defeated, and the dignity of the Great Forest was lost.

Now, let me get it back!

Taking the Son of Destiny as a knife, inviting out the incarnation of the relic, and wiping out the future of mankind is Qin Changge's idea at the moment.

Xiao Cao Miao, expressionlessly pointing in the direction of the human city, emitted a strong mental fluctuation.

"Kill me!"