Chapter 136: Times Are Different
Damn, Lao Tzu worked so hard to fight monsters that he almost took his life.
If you don't fucking come to help, forget it, and come over afterwards to collect all my treasures, I'm afraid you don't know what the anger of the evergreen grass is!
Xiao Caomiao's eyes made the prehistoric Dragon Emperor Falcon shudder, and he came to his senses in an instant.
What you robbed is the things of the Immortal Grass!
Even the supreme gods and demons outside the territory were bombarded by the grass lord and left no slag, and the funeral goods fell to the ground, all of which enriched the family foundation for the immortal grass.
"Hey......
The Dragon Emperor Falcon laughed awkwardly, and with a bang, Gu Ding, who was upside down on the ground, stood up, spread his big wings, and poured a bunch of treasures into it in front of the little grass seedlings.
Then, the huge left wing held up the tripod, stood with his hands, and blocked the ancient tripod with his majestic body, and then the right wing waved, and returned the remaining treasures to the little grass seedlings.
"Lord Evergreen Grass, give you back ......"
"Boom Dang ......"
Pieces of brilliant, simple and mysterious weapons and totem statues are piled up in front of a certain grass like a hill.
The corners of Xiao Caomiao's eyes twitched, and she glared fiercely at the Dragon Emperor Falcon.
Damn, your guy is thicker than the city wall, and he profoundly interprets that as long as I don't feel embarrassed, I am embarrassed by others.
If it weren't for the place where I would find you in the future, I would have to educate you about what "courtesy, righteousness, and honesty" mean today.
"Whew!"
The Black Panther King's eyes lit up, and he pounced from a distance, jumped high, and drowned himself in the treasure mountain with a pop, so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.
However, there seem to be a lot of treasures, but most of them are dull and dim, and the energy has almost been decayed by the years.
Some of them look intact, but as long as you hold them hard, they will crack, and the power of the past will be lost, and they can only be used as ornaments, and it should be good to scare people, and the little grass seedlings are the best at this.
"Lord Changshengcao, I am willing to be your protector, and I will protect you for a thousand years with this ancient tripod as a reward."
Seeing that Xiao Cao Miao was still staring at him, the Dragon Emperor Falcon beat a drum in his heart, and hurriedly stepped forward to laugh.
Then he looked at the cold goshawk standing beside Xiao Cao Miao, his eyes rolled slightly, and he changed the topic and said, "Brother Eagle, you and I are like each other at first sight, why don't you become brothers?" ”
"Huh?"
Brother Ying was stunned, I don't know what kind of medicine this guy sells in his gourd.
It stands to reason that the Dragon Emperor Falcon is the big guy in the realm of Sensed Heaven, and the goshawk is only at the stage of creating weapons, and the gap between the two sides is incalculable.
Brother Eagle's only advantage is bloodline, and possibly ...... The favor of long-lived grass.
"Brother Eagle, I think your sword wing is good, why don't you lend me two days?"
The Falcon stared at the gorgeous blades of the sword that flowed between the feathers of the goshawk.
A splendid sword as thin as a cicada's wings, with endless edges, dazzling, combined, like wings composed of tens of thousands of sword lights, the goshawk is set off as if an ancient supreme god was born, majestic and inviolable.
Not to mention the power, just the effect of this foil and momentum is enough to make the Emperor Falcon greedy.
Brother Eagle glanced at the Dragon Emperor Falcon lightly, raised his head, and no longer paid attention to him.
"This is not the place to talk, go back to Bucket Mountain first, lest an old monster come to you."
The small grass seedlings started, threw a large pile of treasures into the hundred-meter-high purple tower, and with a bang, carried the tower and left.
A small grass of more than 30 centimeters, carrying a skyscraper as high as 33 floors, no matter how you look at it, it looks like an ant carrying an elephant moving, the god of war of plants and trees, and its strength can reach the sky!
……
Bucket Hilltop.
The violent movement tens of thousands of miles away, the friends can feel it, and they can't help but worry about the little grass seedlings.
But after seeing the dazzling treasures, everyone was boiling.
Especially the little sparrow, who took out the treasure more casually than the small grass seedlings, like crazy, picked up the totem pillars one by one and hid them in his own territory.
"What do these totem pillars do?"
Xiao Cao Miao frowned and asked the Dragon Fighting Emperor Falcon.
Because the prehistoric Bat Emperor, like the little sparrow, didn't need weapons, only took these totems.
"These totem pillars symbolize an incomparably ancient civilization, each totem represents a strong race, the totem contains the supreme secret of this race, especially the power of faith condensed in it, it is not trivial, whether it is absorbed by oneself or used against the enemy, it has a magical effect."
After the Dragon Emperor Falcon finished speaking, Xiao Cao Miao subconsciously picked up a totem pillar.
The pillars are engraved with mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon, the starry sky, and a hideous eight-headed creature.
In the sea of consciousness of the little grass seedlings, the golden divine lake was like a small sun, boiling, and the huge spiritual power rushed out and began to read the information on the divine pillar.
In an instant, the little grass seedling seemed to have come to the starry sky, condescendingly, observing the development process of a super race on a huge planet.
A vast epic slowly unfolded in front of him.
The eight races, from superstition to belief in gods and demons, everything emerges in Xiao Caomiao's eyes without reservation, including their abilities, body secrets, various details, and weaknesses!
If you hadn't seen this totem pillar and met these eight races, Xiao Cao Miao would feel that they were invincible.
However, now, he believes that he can crush the powerhouse of the Eight Heads Clan with the Wheel Crafting Realm!
Knowledge is power, grasp the weakness of the other party, ants can also kill elephants.
And these eight races are only one race that the Three-Eyed Demon has subdued.
After believing in gods and demons, that kind of piety will make all your secrets appear in front of the gods and demons.
The Three-Eyed Demon is using this thing to control those ancient races, absorb their pure mental power, and protect themselves from destruction.
"Poof......
The totem divine pillar that was still glowing just now disappeared in ashes after the little grass seedling opened its eyes.
The information stored in it is also absorbed by the small grass seedlings.
"It's a pity that most of humanity doesn't believe in God."
Xiao Cao Miao muttered to herself, she really wanted to build a totem pillar for humans to worship.
In this way, all the secrets of the Terrans will be exposed before their eyes.
Of course, the most precious heavy weapon in the burial pit is still the Divine Scar Purple Pagoda in front of him.
The tower is engraved with the most mysterious runes, strong and immortal, hanging down endless purple gas, flooding the top of the mountain, and the whole body exudes a dreamy brilliance.
A drop of blood fell on the Purple Tower.
However, there was no reaction at all when he confessed to the Lord with blood......
"This tower can't be controlled by us, this is something that belongs to the outside world, unlike our existing cultivation system, we are now engaged in transformation, and the gods and demons in the tomb are the existence of many billions of years ago, they may be cultivating immortals, the heavens and the earth are different, the Tao and the reason are also different, this kind of heavy weapon can only be played."
The Dragon Emperor Falcon reminded that he couldn't put it down when he played with the Gu Ding in his hand.