Chapter 108: The Golden Age and the Cold World
"Boom!"
Heaven and earth rioted, and the sun and moon had no light.
The vast and boundless forest was crumbling in the midst of the surging aura storm.
The pouring rain swept through the world, carrying unimaginable spiritual substances, so that endless beings were baptized.
In an instant, the rolling dark clouds covered the sky above Bucket Mountain, and it was black and dreary as if it was about to collapse.
Bean-sized spiritual energy raindrops, like crystal clear milky white pearls, fell as if they were broken, crackling and whipping spiritual flowers and plants, and the rain splashed, and soon converged into a stream of spiritual energy.
At this moment, the small grass seedlings like ink jade became extremely transparent, ethereal and blurry.
Mysterious veins, flickering outside the body of the long-lived grass,
The whole grass seemed to be condensed with runes, as if it were about to leave this world.
Far away, they are all frantically absorbing spiritual rain.
The Black Panther King also rushed to the top of the ginkgo tree, shouting excitedly, and the leopard roared to the sky.
The attack of the aura storm greatly increased the concentration of aura outside the mountain, and the suppression of heaven and earth also weakened.
Today, it is able to withstand the free movement of creatures.
"Boom!"
The lightning was like a fiery dragon, tearing the sky apart, deafening.
The Black Panther King, who was carnivaling with the thunderstorm, was reflected by the earth-shattering electric light, as if he was in a catastrophe, competing with the sky, and preparing to enter the realm of the Maker.
But Xiao Caomiao's eyes trembled, and he looked worriedly at the mountain forest next to Bucket Mountain.
There are countless gorillas living in it.
Through the rain curtain.
Xiao Cao Miao saw the thin figures, and in the frightened screams, they fell down one after another.
Almost all the orangutans were foaming at the mouth, lying helplessly on the ground convulsive, blown by the storm...... Then, gradually, there was no sound.
"Squeak ......"
A baby orangutan crouched under its mother, watching in horror the raindrops of aura falling from the sky.
It desperately shook its mother, trying to wake up its loved ones.
But the elderly female orangutan could not bear the terrible spiritual substance, and had already lost her life.
The mountains were soon soaked with torrential rainwater.
The little gorilla was only dipped in a little aura rain, and then fell into his mother's arms with a pop, and died violently on the spot!
The entire mountain forest, in just a few minutes, became dead silent.
This scene shocked the grass.
What's even more terrifying is that the drops of milky white aura rain, like sulfuric acid, are eroding the flowers and shrubs all over the mountains.
Countless plants, the moment they come into contact with the raindrops, begin to wither and wither.
Then the greenery slowly faded, and the branches and leaves began to turn black, producing a mutation, and a black metal-like texture appeared.
It's a terrible change.
Under the impact of the high concentration of aura, the cells in the plants quickly died of old age, and they came to the end of their lives in an instant, as if they had undergone hundreds of millions of evolutions, becoming neither gold, nor wood, nor copper, but as hard as cold iron.
Ultimately.
They were all condensed into pitch-black metal plants, cold and cold, as if they had stood here for endless years.
The aura rain became heavier and heavier, and the whole world became pitch black.
Everything screams, corpses are everywhere, and the horror is incomparable.
The big green forest is fading rapidly, and there are less than half of the plants that can withstand the aura rain.
Countless small animals in the forest are also dying.
Their faces were as dead as ashes, and between the twitches, there was no trace of life in their eyes.
At this moment, the heavens and the earth were shrouded in darkness, and all souls were coming to an end.
But in this dead world, there are also many metamorphosis creatures rising.
"Roar!"
In the deepest part of the mountain forest, a muscular gorilla with scarlet eyes is hammering its chest, roaring in the sky.
Its breath is constantly rising.
The force of the hammer hitting the chest increased rapidly, and the thud was like a thunderous explosion.
actually went from the realm of enlightenment, like a rocket, to the overlord of the mountains and forests in the late stage of the Tongmai.
Moreover, its physique has also been unimaginably transformed.
The bloodline returns to the primitive, and the breath of the desolation overflows, as if to return to the ancestors and become prehistoric creatures.
However, as the rain poured down, the gorilla began to tremble all over, its eyes were bloodshot, and its eyeballs seemed to be cracked open at any moment.
His potential has been exploited to the limit!
His qi and blood, like an uncontrollable monstrous wave, destroys everything, and even he does not let go of himself.
There was no longer a trace of spiritual substance in his body.
"Bang!"
Blood mist and broken bones stained the mountain.
Like a red spark in the rain curtain, it was short-lived, and the blood-colored traces were washed away by the heavy rain, as if it had never appeared.
And in the other direction.
A radiant firefly is transforming violently.
It is originally a creature in the realm of the vein, and the rich spiritual substance makes it bloodline return to its ancestors, only a little short of a prehistoric creature.
The realm has also directly entered the middle stage of the building wheel, and it is still improving, as if there is no limit.
A worm actually resounded with the sound of thousands of troops galloping in its body, rumbling and buzzing, like a stormy wave that would pounce at any time.
The brilliance on his body is getting more and more dazzling.
Gradually, the hazy rain curtain was pierced, and the sky was imprinted and transparent.
Thunder and lightning and golden rays flickered and danced outside its body, constantly surging, and from time to time huge electric sparks erupted, making the heavens and the earth blazing.
The whole world is changing.
The only thing that doesn't affect much is everything on Bucket Mountain!
The children were playing excitedly in the rain, and even the ape aunt was enjoying the moisture of the aura rain.
The little milk tiger stepped on a four- or five-meter-high exotic flower and grass, running happily on the top of them, jumping back and forth, very flexible.
One by one, the strange flowers also developed again, visibly thickened and enlarged with the naked eye, and the rhizomes were all squeezed together, and none of them died.
Suddenly, the crimson ginkgo tree swayed gently.
The tree that covers the sky and the sun is like a blood-stained steel Great Wall poured, stretching to the sky.
The giant tree more than 3,000 meters tall is twice as tall as Mount Tai, even if it is just a small action, it has the power to frighten the world.
"Boom!"
The sky thundered, and the electric light broke through the sky, shaking the bucket mountain.
Thousands of terrifying blood rays appeared in the sky, as if the void was bleeding, and it was extremely strange.
"God...... Long time no see! ”
A wisp of old spiritual fluctuations sounded in Xiao Caomiao's heart.
The ginkgo tree was resurrected in an instant, and ten thousand arms moved together, and there was red light flowing between the treetops, which shocked everyone.
And his dense branches and leaves condensed into a tree face, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.
Little grass seedlings are happy!
The ginkgo tree has recovered, and he has another little friend who can stand alone.
Moreover, the ginkgo tree entered the realm of tsukuhara in silence.
Qin Changge was just about to chat with the ginkgo tree, but suddenly felt a great earthquake trembling, as if there were endless beasts rushing from the mountains, trying to crush everything!