"It seems that the ancient relics have almost recovered."

Xiao Cao Miao took the willow bud, looked at it carefully for a long time, felt the earth-shattering ability, and sighed leisurely.

is also a plant-based life, and he is the ancestor of the plant family, which is coveted by hundreds of millions of people, and he is living quite a stable life.

On the contrary, it is not as early as his birth, but the ancient relics that have made great contributions to the same kind are worried about the world and sad.

He went to the depths of the mountains, probably looking for those former comrades-in-arms.

It may also be to look for his own previous footprints, to retrieve some memories, to find things that belong to his time.

But in ancient times, it was more than a billion years ago.

The vicissitudes of the sea, the changes of the sun and the moon, everything that once has long been turned into loess and buried in the world.

All that was left was a sigh.

Solemnly put away the tender green willow buds, mobilized the divine power of wood, and wrapped the buds in it with wooden-turned mountain stones.

This thing can save lives at a critical moment, and it is definitely more reliable than Long Shizun's rotten black teeth.

Xiao Caomiao deeply suspected that the old Tyrannosaurus Rex was a disaster star who came down to harm herself.

If it weren't for our great fortune, we would have been killed by this girl.

Gathering his thoughts, Xiao Cao Miao looked at the top of the mountain again, in addition to the scorched black willow tree, there seemed to be one less member on his own territory.

"Where's the little sparrow?"

Qin Changge let out a mental fluctuation, sniffed himself to his side for a minute, and asked the little milk tiger who took a bite of the fruit.

"Whew......"

The little guy rubbed the grass seedlings with his snow-white hair, and then the person stood up, spreading his two forefeet and making a flying gesture.

Then he used the tiger god's anger to conjure up a ten-meter-high illusory white tiger, which also made a flying posture, slowly descended on the top of the mountain from afar, and prostrated in front of him respectfully, oh oh shouted for a long time.

The little milk tiger is using body language to indicate that the prehistoric fire bird clan in the endless mountains has found the mountain and asked the little sparrow to save the same clan poisoned by the aura plague.

Although the blood of ancient creatures is not as powerful as the ancient medicine, it also has the effect of suppressing the plague.

With just a few drops of blood, a small group can be saved.

Now, not only the Immortal Grass can't be exposed, but the Black Panther King, who has transformed into an ancient bloodline, is also dangerous.

The little sparrow has only reached the realm of the vein, and when it reaches the depths of the endless mountains, it is completely the meat of the sparrow to be slaughtered.

Those prehistoric creatures who were almost wiped out by the aura plague, when they saw the ancient spirit sparrow, they still had to go crazy?

Moreover, there are many prehistoric races and sub-people.

Insects and birds, in particular, are mobilized by hundreds of millions of members.

To dispel the plague poison of so many birds, I am afraid that it will be difficult to sustain the blood of the little sparrows all over their bodies.

Although, the little sparrow secretly hides the dry hairs that have fallen off a lot of long-lived grass.

But once these hairs are taken out and exposed to the eyes of prehistoric creatures, it is even worse!

Even if the same clan is united, who can withstand the temptation of immortality?

"How long has the little sparrow been gone?" Qin Changge asked.

"Whew......"

The little milk tiger is like a human, sitting cross-legged on the ground on its two hind legs.

Then the two furry forefeet are stretched out, the toes are open, short and thick, but very flexible.

Like a child counting things, looking at the sun in the sky, one by one, wrenching his fingers.

In the end, after counting for a long time, the little guy stretched out eight tiger toes, indicating that the little sparrow had been gone for eight days.

"Eight days, at the speed of a little sparrow, is enough to run dozens of times into the mountains."

Qin Changge muttered to himself, and couldn't help frowning.

Although, the little sparrow has always wanted to be on an equal footing with himself, competing for the leadership position among his friends, and he also wanted to be the owner of the evergreen grass, and he was even more brazen enough to snatch his own shedding hairs every once in a while.

But this guy, every time he and the Black Panther King and they go out, they encounter danger and can't come out in time, the little sparrow will set up a grave for everyone and cry in front of the grave.

It looks hilarious.

But, it's really crying!

Based on this alone, Qin Changge would not indulge others to bully him!

However, the endless mountain is no worse than the danger of the human world to itself, there are too many strong people, and they are often caught for alchemy.

"We must send someone to the prehistoric Firebird Clan to inquire about the news, so that the little sparrow will not be in trouble."

Qin Changge muttered, turning out Long Yi's yellow and black cavities.

Small things hit small teeth, big things hit old teeth.

Lao Ya is unreliable, but Long Yi is still quite reliable.

Crush the tooth decay vigorously.

Suddenly, a small golden sun rose in the sky, and the qi and blood moved the mountains and rivers, and the momentum was like thunder, and it quickly moved out of the mountain.

"Boom ......"

The earth-shattering sonic boom was getting closer and closer, and in the dazzling golden qi and blood, Long Yi, who had spread his wings for more than three hundred meters, slowly landed on the mountain.

In a battle with the prehistoric Bat Emperor, he was almost killed.

But at this moment, Long Yi has not only fully recovered, but his realm has also risen to the middle stage of refining gods, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

"Master, I finally see you again!" Long Yi was excited.

Since the last time, a certain grass called himself Yuanshi Tianzun, and after loading X in front of humans, Long Yi, who was forced to apprentice, began to call Xiaocao Miao "Shizun".

Looking at the spiritual flowers and plants that grew to more than five meters high, all over the place, Long Yi showed a look of astonishment.

Even in prehistoric times, there was no such big spirit grass, how powerful was this medicine?

The ripening ability of the long-lived grass is really terrifying!

"You recovered quite quickly, it seems that the heritage of the dragon clan is really unfathomable, what about the prehistoric Bat Emperor, what happened later?" Qin Changge asked with mental fluctuations.

"I fought with a few Tianjiao of my dragon clan for three days and three nights, regardless of victory or defeat, destroyed tens of thousands of miles of territory, and then disappeared."

Long Yi replied respectfully: "However, I don't think he is willing to retreat, just because the supreme race behind him is not good enough to keep blocking the door of our dragon clan, so he retreated in desperation, and he may attack again in the future." ”

"Then you have to be careful, lest you be blocked by him." Xiao Cao Miao admonished, and the topic changed and asked: "Are you familiar with the prehistoric Fire Sparrow Clan?" ”

"Firefinch?"

Long Yi was stunned, subconsciously glanced at the top of the mountain, and saw that there was no little sparrow, and his heart suddenly understood seven or eight points.

"I have some friendship with the Fire Sparrow Patriarch, but their clan is very complicated, with hundreds of millions of clan members, spread all over the endless mountains, and various struggles between branches and collaterals are far less united than our dragon clan."

"You help me go to the Firefinch Clan, inquire about the news of the little sparrow, and come back and tell me as soon as possible." Xiao Cao Miao said.

Long Yi nodded, knowing that at the critical moment, Xiao Caomiao would never call himself easily, it must be the ancient ancestral sparrow that had an accident.