As the sun set, the sky darkened completely.

The mountains were cold at night, the black wind was howling, and the coldness of Tiesensen invaded the land.

In the stone house made of black mountain rocks, there was air leaking everywhere, which made Xiao Caomiao feel a little cold.

He was planted in a pot made of black gold, with a rough surface and carved with ugly ghost drawings, like an inferior product, and he really didn't look good.

The hearts of these black metal creatures are just too big.

He dug up some black soil from the ground and used it as soil for the grass seedlings.

This is also the evergreen grass, which was replaced by other plants, and was poisoned by the black soil a long time ago!

Even if it is a small grass seedling, it feels that its roots are hot and painful.

In particular, the wound on your foot has not yet recovered, and it is stained with black soil, which is like your skin opening the flesh, and then sprinkling salt on your wound, it feels really refreshing!

Gotta get out of here!

Otherwise, you will have to be mutilated.

Xiao Cao Miao thought to herself, but she didn't dare to move in the pot.

This Burial Heaven Tribe, there are less than thirty members, but all of them are super strong, especially the old man chief, I am afraid that they are even stronger than the supreme beings of the Giant Eyes Clan.

However, in fact, the members of the tribe are not related to each other by blood.

Because we are all born to grow!

In this black mountain, after hundreds of millions of years of gestation and psychic, self-consciousness was generated, and it was found by the old chief and brought back here.

Gradually, there were more people, and a primitive tribe was formed.

Every member here is self-disciplined, brave, and warlike, and every day in addition to going to find the pitch-black iron tree, holding and gnawing wildly, after eating, they begin to drink haha and practice martial arts.

Of course, all the people of the Burial Heaven Clan, like umbrella pillars, have tried to go far away, wanting to leave this black mountain and see the outside world.

But there seems to be no end to this Montenegro.

And the more you go to the outside world, the more blurred everyone's consciousness becomes, the spirit is suppressed, and finally becomes a pile of humanoid dead iron, and only by returning to the Black Mountain can you wake up.

Only the chief old man can withstand the suppression of heaven and earth, and he can leave the endless black mountain for a short time.

However, according to the old man, outside the mountain, there is also a black world, desolate and dead, and there is no difference from here.

100 million years ago, when the old man walked outside the mountain, he could still see a trace of greenery hundreds of millions of miles away.

But at some point, the last touch of green between heaven and earth also disappeared.

The emergence of small grass seedlings has brought a different color to these black metal life, and it has also brought hope for life.

In the room, the young man's umbrella pillar was lying on the stone bed, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

Since he found the little grass seedlings, all the chiefs also handed over the "holy relics" of the Burial Heaven Clan to him to take care of.

For black metal lifeforms, falling into a deep sleep and closing their self-consciousness is the best way to cultivate, and it is also a way to restore physical strength.

Some clansmen sleep for thousands of years, and the vicissitudes of life are just passing by the clouds.

The little grass seedlings who were pierced by the black soil were painful, listening to the thunderous snoring of the umbrella pillar, and hurriedly opened the escape road.

The two frowning roots struggled slightly, using the technique of flying to the sky, and the whole medicinal seedling rushed upward, and soon broke free from the black soil.

A certain grass does not dare to fly in the air, because he moves a lot when he flies into the sky.

I can only land on the ground, step by step, and walk forward on my toes like a thief.

A dilapidated stone house with potholes in the ground.

A certain tiptoeing little short leg walked out of the momentum of crossing thousands of mountains and seas.

Slightly half-floating, the little grass seedling finally came to the door.

On the pitch-black earth, stone houses stood one after another, and the blood-colored moon hung high above the sky, shrouded in a hazy black mist.

Suddenly, the little grass seedling who had just gone out saw a dark cloud, which covered the moonlight and swept over his head, almost cutting off his head from the straw pole.

"Boom! Boom! ”

The earth was shaking, and the sound of walking was fading away.

A big man of black metal, as if sleepwalking, went straight to the toilet outside the tribe.

Xiao Caomiao's heart and liver were pounding, and she touched her little head with palpitations, still ......

It's all at the door, and he will never go back.

Xiao Yao Miao leaned over and ran out of the tribe along the dark corners of the walls and the ravines on the ground.

Running along the corner of the house, I turned a corner.

"Bang!"

A certain medicine felt that he had hit something, and subconsciously raised his gaze......

It's a big face.

Covered with thick black hair, two round eyes, slowly opening.

It's a black metal wolfhound!

This endless black mountain can give birth to intelligent beings such as umbrella pillars, and naturally it can also give birth to other creatures with low intelligence.

The black dog was stunned at first, because it could feel the grass watching over it.

However, in the blink of an eye, its expression became terrified, as if it had seen a ghost.

A grass that can walk?

"Wang !!"

The terrified barking of dogs, terrifying to the extreme, reverberated through the empty and dark night sky.

"Sa!"

Xiao Caomiao was so frightened that his soul was about to leave his body, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly turned into a wind and returned to the stone house of the umbrella post.

And at the moment he disappeared.

On the roof, at the entrance of the tribe, in all directions, it has been completely sealed by the dense Burial Heaven Clan, these guys have cold faces, guys, and killing them.

This formation......

This reaction ......

In the stone house.

The umbrella pillar woke up with a confused face, rubbing his eyes, and was awakened by a dog barking.

When he came to the house, he looked at the clansmen who had not slept for most of the night, and the umbrella pillar showed a puzzled expression.

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's just a false alarm, let's go to sleep."

"Oh......"

The umbrella pillar responded, looked at the small grass seedlings in the flower pot, didn't think much about it, and fell asleep.

basin.

The grass seedlings stood in a daze, maintaining their posture during the day, and made sure that the umbrella post was asleep, so they used their leaves to dig the black soil in the pot by hand, and buried half of their exposed roots in it......

Next.

Last night's fright made Xiao Caomiao scared until the second half of the night, and couldn't help but turn off her consciousness and slept for a while.

When he opened his eyes, the Umbrella Post was watching him.

"No, could it be that Uncle moved the flower pot?"

The little boy stared at the black soil in the pot, which was as flat as a tabletop and the particles were very uniform, and he couldn't help but show doubts.

"I use a shovel to put soil in the basin for the day, and it's obviously not so flat."

The umbrella post muttered, and walked out of the stone house with the flower pot.

The clansmen had a rare lack of practice today, and they were all gathered under the boulder altar, and the atmosphere was very serious.

This scene made Xiaocao Miao muttered in her heart, wouldn't it be because she discovered her identity as an immortal grass and wanted to kill herself for snacks, right?

However, these Burial Heavenly Clans only ate those black iron trees, iron flowers, iron fruits, etc., and sparks flew when they bited it.

They are completely different from green plants.

Evergreen grass has a miraculous effect on animals, plants, and humans, but it may not have an effect on these metal bumps.

They were set high on the altar and blown by the cold wind.

After a while, the old man of the chief appeared.

Holding the stone box of relics respectfully in his hand, he placed it in a position as high as the small grass seedlings, and shouted: "Knock the ancestors!" ”

Rumble!

A statue of black metal life, bowing down in unison, the momentum is earth-shattering.

"This ......"

The little grass seedling is stupid.

Ancient relics, the ancestors of these black metal life?

A certain grass is confused, and some can't get around the corner, and he can't figure out the truth at all.

However, he vaguely felt that there must be a reason for the relict wood incarnation to take him so far away.

"Sacrifice the earth!"

The old man of the chief shouted next, which shocked the little grass seedling so much that her head was about to fall.

A small pot of Ruiguang was surging, and the brilliant black and purple soil of Baoxia was brought up.

It contains the majestic essence of heaven and earth, the fairy light of the sun and the moon, and a mysterious energy that makes the little grass seedling lose his mind on the spot.

He kicked the rooted black gold flower pot and threw it on the burial ground, eager to bury himself in the ground.

Don't pretend, it's a showdown, I'm a grass that can walk and emit mental fluctuations!