At the end of the canyon is an endless sea of flowers, growing countless flowers of different colors, overflowing with floral fragrance, colorful and abnormal, and all kinds of pollen become entities in the air, forming various graphic anomalies.

Over the sea of flowers, a small white bird carrying a human child, swooping down quickly in the air, and also carrying out a drill-like rotation in the process of falling, followed by a thousand-year-old eight-clawed queen bee of several meters and a large group of dense eight-clawed queen bees, the scene is thrilling.

"Wow wow~"

The little white bird spun and fell excitedly, and it could be seen that it was very happy.

"Bastard, you want to kill me?"

Wang Yizhi patted the little white bird's funny head stretched and shrunk, very angry, he didn't stand much, and he had to hold up a spiritual power shield, and the big bag on his body was even worse, how could he be in the mood to be at the mercy of the little white bird.

"Stinky boy bastard, the bird's head of the bird master can also be touched by your kid?"

The words were very tough, but the action did slow down.

"Stinky boy bastard, hold your breath and concentrate, don't inhale pollen, and don't get caught by the vines. ”

"Flower vine?"

Wang Yizhi held his breath, flexibly sideways to avoid various obstacles in front of him, Hua Teng, who made him feel puzzled, took the initiative to entangle him when he dodged sideways, not Wang Yizhi's reaction was a little faster, and he would have half a life if he didn't die.

Wang Yizhi's flying experience is not low, at that time, on the back of the bloodthirsty dragon eagle, he was not less taught by his sister Mo Lan, and he has a certain understanding of the various flying skills and evasion habits of birds.

Although the little white bird is not slow, it is a little beyond his strength compared to the bloodthirsty dragon eagle beast king who is famous in the Demon Spirit Desolation Ancient Dynasty, and it is not a level at all.

"Stinky boy can, so agile, worthy of being the person that Lord Bird fancies"

The little white bird deliberately did not dodge some obstacles, just to let Wang Yizhi on his back suffer some hardships and avenge the humiliation of plucking, but unfortunately they were all cleverly avoided by Wang Yizhi, even the little white bird had to admit that it had a little more curiosity and expectation for the human boy in front of him, and at the same time, the obsession with the drop of equal contract essence blood in the sea of its divine consciousness had also deepened a lot.

"Master, the scene I've seen is not comparable to your bald bird" Wang Yizhi got carried away and almost fell off the back of the little white bird.

For the blocking and attack of the flower vines, the little white bird handled it very well, but it was bitter for Wang Yizhi, leaving Wang Yizhi with extremely limited space to dodge, but fortunately, these flower vines were still a little afraid of spiritual attacks, so they would not rush up to break the spiritual power shield released by Wang Yizhi.

Compared with the ups and downs of Wang Yizhi and the little white bird, the thousand-year-old octopus queen and a group of eight-clawed queens behind them seemed to be too easy, and instead of blocking them, Hua Teng gave way all the way, which made Wang Yizhi's lungs, who hurriedly saw this scene, be blown up.

"Your grandma, do you want to pull me as a backpad?"

Wang Yizhi didn't understand, he didn't understand very much, and he didn't forget to step on it while talking, so that the little white bird almost lost its balance and was entangled by the surrounding flowers and vines.

"Bastard, what are you doing, be honest with the bird, don't go into the tiger's den to get the tiger, if you don't go into the hive, where is the honey?"

Wang Yizhi thought for a while, and said in his heart: Also, when the demon spirit was in the ancient world, this thing was cool, don't want it.

Thinking about it, Wang Yizhi couldn't help but look around again, planning to shun some treasures, which was despised by him before, but since he tasted the sweetness, he has also seen it very openly, as long as it does not involve life, Wang Yizhi can still convince himself.

"Be careful, lean to the left, not to the right"

Wang Yizhi saw that the flower vines in front of him were closed, as if they were protecting something, and when he saw that something was wrong, he hurriedly said to the little white bird, intending to make those flowers and vines relax their vigilance.

"Ga~"

"Good~"

Although I don't know why I did this action, which is very dangerous for Wang Yizhi and has no way to survive at all, since it is not his own life that is threatened, the little white bird thinks that he can trust his teammates, especially the teammates who have hurt him take the initiative to try the danger.

"Whoosh~"

As the little white bird carried out the action regardless of Wang Yizhi's danger, Wang Yizhi jumped sideways, jumping up from the top of those flower vines, and in the protective cage made of flower vines, Wang Yizhi saw a pink flower, and under the flower there was a palm-sized green fruit that was not very ripe.

"Ga~"

After climbing over the flower vine, Wang Yizhi gently dropped on the back of the little white bird and said softly: "What is the fruit under the flower?"

"Then don't think about it, the "three-color psychedelic fruit" has not yet reached the maturity stage, so it's early" The little white bird squinted at Wang Yi, and said with anxiety in his heart: This kid is still thinking about things, it is really not simple, and he is worthy of being a hero who can even settle the "Golden Dragon".

"Then you go fart, go get the bees"

Looking at the reality that Wang Yizhi must not be able to suffer, coupled with the feeling of a similar smell on Wang Yizhi's body, the little white bird's revenge dropped a lot, and began to run towards the goal, and not long after, a cave with a faint light appeared at the end of the canyon.

"I Grass"

The entrance of the cave at the end of the canyon is where the hive of the thousand-year-old octopus queen is located, the space in the cave is very huge, connecting the waterfall above the canyon, this hole is the underground undercurrent of the waterfall, because of the ventilation and light up and down, the hole is not only dark and damp, but transparent and bright, on the other side of the waterfall in the cave, it is a huge platform that is flush with the entrance of the hole, in the center of the platform, a huge sphere like a hedgehog with fried hair is erected there, because of the arrival of the little white bird and Wang Yizhi, dozens of young octopus queen bee cubs are much smaller than the octopus queen bee behind them in the hedgehog ball, and even the beak is still in a soft state, is demonstrating at them with teeth and claws.

"Quick, go over, catch them, catch them" Wang Yiyi entered the cave and began to check the surroundings.

The exit here is only the hole behind them and the waterfall above their heads, and the overhead exit is obviously set up as a trap, because in the still waterhole next to them, there are several eight-clawed queen bees reflecting the figures, and a sharp big stone-like thing, although I don't know if the spiritual power shield can withstand it, but it is too risky to fly out from above, and the hole behind them is even more unrealistic.

"Good"

The little white bird did not hesitate, and rushed towards the big ball full of huge sharp things, Wang Yizhi took out the lilac gauze curtain worn by the Wu family from the ring, and took the sheep to pack all the eight-clawed queen bee cubs.

"Woohoohoohoo"

When the thousand-year-old octopus queen first arrived at the entrance of the cave, she was still full of pride, and she had the intention of inviting you into the urn, and when she saw Wang Yizhi packing the dozens of cubs into a bag, she instantly exploded, and the octopus queen bee behind her was also full of resentment staring at Tianyizhi and the little white bird.

"Quack Quack~"

"Don't come here, otherwise it won't be as simple as eating thousand-year-old honey, I didn't expect it, you kid is ruthless enough, "Sansheng beak" is used"

The "three-life beak" is a secret technique that belongs to the thousand-year-old eight-clawed queen bee, and it has the effect of bloodline identification. Even if you can't cultivate to the spirit realm, as long as you reach the thousand-year-old eight-clawed queen, you can also lead the clansmen to cut the beak three times in a row, with the beak of the thousand-year-old eight-clawed queen as the core, which is usually used to protect the hive. It's just that the beak that was spawned by the power of essence blood three times in a short period of time is too expensive, and it will never be used unless it is an emergency.

"Woohoo~"

"Shameless man, it's not you, why is my clan like this? and you want to deceive us, today you can't fly with wings"

Listening to them chirping at each other, Wang Yizhi didn't quite understand, and looked vigilantly at the octopus-clawed queen bee blocking the entrance of the hole, beware of being successfully attacked by them again.

"Hmph, if my little brother has something wrong because of your kid, can you afford the octopus queen family, or can you, the new millennium eight-clawed queen bee, afford it?"

The little white bird said and touched the little head of the eight-clawed queen bee cub in Wang Yizhi's hand and poked out the gauze, which was very threatening.

Wang Yizhi on the side looked a little uncomfortable, in the Demon Spirit Desolate Ancient, Di Eleven They once said that the clansmen are their weakness, but usually in the face of this threat, due to the dignity of the race, they will choose to ignore the life and death of the clansmen, and they will fight to the death with each other.

Desperate in a hurry, Wang Yizhi had no choice, although the little white bird was shameless, but he really didn't think about catching the cubs to threaten, because it was easy to backfire, so that the result became uncontrollable.

"Stinky boy, it's all your good deeds, what should I do now, if this kid doesn't care about the life and death of his clan, we will die in the bee's belly today"

"your grandma, it's not your old debt? The master hasn't blamed you yet, you're good, it's a rake, what's the matter, let me apologize to you?"

In the face of the little white bird's accusation, Wang Yizhi was not used to it, and roared directly at the little white bird, he didn't know how to transmit sounds, he could only rely on talking.

"Woo~"

The little white bird saw the twisted appearance of the thousand-year-old eight-clawed queen bee mocking, like a defeated rooster, and glanced at Wang Yi with resentment.

"Hurry up, you kid"

Before the little white bird finished speaking, a powerful suction force suddenly emanated from the body of the long thorn ball, and before Wang Yizhi could react, the gauze filled with the eight-clawed queen bee cub in his hand was sucked away, and seeing the gauze fragments that were broken by the long thorn, Wang Yizhi's scalp was numb, his eyes became blood red, and he grabbed the little white bird's neck and shook.

"Bastards, what's going on, how are they going to die, how are they going to die!"

In the face of Wang Yizhi's sudden attack, the little white bird was also a little caught off guard, and the thousand-year-old eight-clawed queen bee at the entrance of the cave not far away was even more stunned, not quite understanding how this human boy suddenly ran away, he was not acting to tease him, and he was also nervous at the moment, and he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and it had just reached the level of the thousand-year-old eight-clawed queen bee, and his cultivation hadn't kept up yet, because of the "three-life peck" For the sake of cultivation, it has also descended from the Great Perfection of the Spirit Sea to the early stage of the Spirit Sea, and it is vigilant in its heart for the little white bird, and it is even more careless for Wang Yizhi, a human child who can be carried by the little white bird.

"Did you kid take the wrong medicine? Master Bird hasn't blamed you for letting the tiger return to the mountain, you have lost your temper"

The little white bird struggled, vigilantly looking at the thousand-year-old eight-clawed queen bee blocked at the entrance of the cave, beware of the other party taking advantage of the danger at this moment.

"You mean they're not dead?"

Wang Yizhi was born in the Demon Spirit Desolate Ancient, and he was afraid of spirit beasts from the bottom of his heart, but he would not kill innocents indiscriminately, which was a big reason for him wandering alone in the Demon Spirit Desolate Ancient for three years, and he had the impression that if it weren't for the disdain and indulgence of those spirit beasts, he would definitely not have lived for three years. This is a bit similar to not killing innocents indiscriminately, so that he didn't feel guilty when he accidentally killed Li Shang, but he was deeply sorry to see the bag of octopus queen bee because he was killed.

"Woo~"

With a low roar from the thousand-year-old eight-clawed queen bee, Wang Yizhi felt that his entire ears were going to lose his voice, and his head was dizzy, but fortunately, the power of his divine sense was strong enough, and he reacted in time, sealing the seven orifices around his body with spiritual power to prevent the embarrassing seven orifices from bleeding again.

"Stinky boy bastard, you still don't want to let go, you want to die together?

The little white bird kicked Wang Yizhi to the side with a volley, his small mouth opened slightly, and the cold air in his mouth quickly dispersed to the surroundings, and the stone wall in the cave faintly infiltrated the cold air outward, and after a while, the whole cave was covered with frost, and the cold was pressing, even Wang Yizhi couldn't help but shiver, and even the exhaled breath would condense into frost, sprinkled on the ground, adding to the cold.

"Woohoohoo"

The low cry came again, seeing that the beehive built by the "three-life beak" was shrouded in cold air, and feeling the weak vitality of those bloodlines slowly passing away, the thousand-year-old eight-clawed queen bee had to admit that it did not dare to compete with the little white bird in this competition, not to mention the truth or falsehood of what it said, just this cold hand is not something that the descendants in their "three-life beak" can compete with.

The "Three-Life Beak" anti-heaven secret technique can prevent all the core attacks of the same level several times and be unscathed, but the cold is different, this hole is in the depths of the canyon, although the sun shines on weekdays, although it is unharmed, but the cold accumulated by the surrounding mountains for tens of thousands of years is real, once it is stimulated, the lethality caused is definitely not the strength of a few thousand-year-old octopus queens can compete.