Longevity grass that escaped from the First Emperor's Mausoleum

Chapter 136 Fighting monsters and exploding treasures, the grass seedlings are furious

The fight between Xiaocao Miao and the three-eyed demon was actually just a moment.

The tomb of yin and yang was torn apart, falling from a high altitude, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, shaking thousands of miles of mountains, turning them into ruins, and the grass seedlings also fell down.

The totems, god statues, ancient tripods, purple pagodas, and many treasures in the tomb seemed to have exploded and scattered in the ruins after fighting monsters.

Xiao Cao Miao was overjoyed, grinning to the ears.

However, most of the prehistoric creatures that were sucked into the tomb were not crushed to death.

The three-eyed demon only targeted Xiao Caomiao, causing him to fall into a white illusion, unable to communicate with the outside world, so he couldn't see the goshawk and those creatures.

At this moment, these guys all reacted, without saying a word, picked up the treasure and ran away!
The grass seedlings are in a hurry!
He has always taken advantage of others by himself, and nothing can make these guys escape today.

The goshawk was also angry, and his blood boiled like a golden light, and he rushed towards those prehistoric creatures.

The Black Panther King cried out in distress, wishing he could grow eight hundred legs and pick up all the treasures at once.

However, there are too many people, and they are all strong at the stage of making tools and refining gods, so they can't be stopped at all.

The yin and yang tomb is suspended in the air, and it can be seen from a million miles away, which naturally attracted the attention of many creatures.

Moreover, there are some guys who have been waiting for the treasure for a long time, rushing from all directions.

A guy was masked, but his whole body was shrouded in a halo of the dark sun. The bat flapped its wings, grabbed a handful of totem pillars, and disappeared into the sky.

"Your uncle, I rely on it!"

The little grass seedling was simply blown up.

Prehistoric Bat Emperor is completely deceiving, you have to cover your whole body so that I don't recognize it.

You fucking only cover your face, pretending that I don't know you?

There are also guys from the prehistoric dragon clan, a few mysterious Triceratops, who are proficient in the technique of escaping from the ground, and they also took advantage of the opportunity to fight the autumn wind.

Floating out of the ground, each of them held a big cloth bag, picking up treasures one by one, obviously a long-planned plan.

If it weren't for the guidance of Long Shizun, Xiao Cao Miao would not believe it, these guys are so agile.

What surprised Xiaocao Miao even more was that there were still humans at the scene!

Pure-blooded humans!

Wearing a pure gold mask on his face, it only covers the eyelids and nose, and there is no blood mutation in his body.

But the wretched appearance and the image and temperament of a doggy dog ​​made Xiao Caomiao feel familiar, but she couldn't recognize it.

"Insight!"

[Race: Early Humans]

[Remaining lifespan: 1 years]

[Realm: Tongmai (9999/10000)]

[Ability: Isolate Peeping...]

"Isolate peeping?"

Xiaocao Miao was stunned for a moment, before reacting instantly.

Huang Sanshou, big mouse!

This guy turned into a reversing pill again.

In an instant, Xiao Cao Miao was furious, you fucking dare to take advantage of me?
"Chong!"

Xiaocao Miao's dark gold armor vibrated, and a divine sword with endless colorful lights hanging down was condensed, shot through the air with a puff, and slashed at Huang Sanshou.

"puff!"

The human skin balloon deflated instantly.

But in other directions, three identical Huang Sanshou appeared again, and it was impossible to tell the real from the fake.

When Xiaocao Miao made a move, he had already held it in his hand, put it on his head, and held it between his legs... and took away many statues of gods and demons.

This time, Xiao Caomiao was even more furious.

He was so angry that smoke was coming out of his mouth.

Those are the treasures that Lao Tzu worked hard, risked his life, spent tens of billions of years of life, and fought hard. How can you allow you to pick them up at will?

Xiaocaomiao was about to hunt down Huang Sanshou, but saw a prehistoric imperial crocodile with dense scales appearing on the top of the mountain, its speed was like a black lightning, and the sound of gold and iron rubbing "boom, boom, boom" came out of its body.

Roaring up the ruins, trying to resist the ancient tripod engraved with the weeping picture of the gods.

This thing, the Purple Pagoda, and the dragon-patterned god-golden sword wings that Brother Ying has obtained are the three most powerful ancient weapons in the tomb, and no one will be allowed to get their hands on them.

"boom!"

The goshawk was furious, the power of his consciousness shook violently, his head glowed, and the invisible murderous aura permeated the world, making one feel as if he had fallen into an endless hell.

"Hey!"

A transparent sword of the soul pierced through the air, clanging, and its murderous intent seemed to freeze the earth for three thousand miles.

If this terrifying sword of mind power sweeps towards them, no one will be able to stop it, and they will die immediately!
Even the strong ones in the early stage of refining gods felt their hearts jumping and their expressions changed.

"what!"

The prehistoric king crocodile, who was at the pinnacle of making tools, opened his mouth and let out a scream. His mental consciousness was torn apart on the spot, and his skull was turned into a paste.

The huge body like a mountain fell straight down.

This time, many prehistoric creatures were instantly stunned.

Not being greedy enough, those guys who took one after another all changed their expressions, their hairs stood on end, and they quickly flew back.

"How dare you kill the offspring of my emperor's crocodile clan, court death!"

On the top of the mountain, an even bigger Emperor Crocodile appeared again, with an imposing aura like an abyss like an ocean, unfathomably deep.

This is the old monster who refines the Great Perfection.

His eyes are like lanterns, he is indifferent and heartless, he walks upright, nearly 300 meters high, he is like a moving mountain, his whole body is surrounded by a black halo.

Although he said cruel words in his mouth, he did not avenge his descendants.

Instead, it stretched out the terrifying crocodile claws, and grabbed the bronze-spotted ancient tripod again.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up in the sky, and thunder shone across the mountains. An unbelievably huge giant falcon, with two blood-moon-like eyes shining, let out a strange cry, and it came in the blink of an eye.

"It's all mine. Who dares to take my treasure and kill eighteen generations of your ancestors!"

The prehistoric Bolonghuang Falcon came late, bathed in the vast lightning, like a nine-day thunder river falling to the ground, with unparalleled momentum.

Before getting close to the old emperor crocodile, more than a dozen thunderbolts from the blue sky intertwined, making the world bright and dazzling all of a sudden, and beat the old emperor crocodile to ashes with a bang.

"Rumble..."

The sky is full of thunder, each path is as thick as a bucket, like a surging ocean of lightning, centered on the Emperor Falcon, ravaging the land in all directions, melting the Black Mountain, and smashing everything.

This guy will clear the field as soon as he comes up!

"puff!"

"what……"

Within a thousand miles, all prehistoric creatures were overwhelmed by the thunder.

The creatures who had picked up the treasure and had no time to escape were all turned into fly ashes, leaving no bones left.

"Boom..."

Pieces of ancient weapons, totems, and statues fell to the ground, and terrifying fluctuations permeated the air, trembling the land thousands of miles away.

"Mine! It's all mine!"

Bolonghuang Falcon went crazy, his beak opened, his face was distorted with joy, and with a move of his wings, all the treasures in the mountains and plains flew towards him, even the purple pagoda.

Xiaocao Miao's face darkened on the spot.

Swiping, sitting on the top of the 33-storey purple tower, suppressing the tower with dark golden old vines, squinting at the Bolonghuang Falcon unhappily.

　Thanks to the book friend [Cao Zhen] for the 100 rewards

　　
　
(End of this chapter)