Longevity grass that escaped from the First Emperor's Mausoleum

Chapter 137 Times are different

Damn, I worked so hard to fight monsters, almost costing my life.

It's fine if you don't come to help your motherfucker, but you came here afterwards to collect all my treasures. I'm afraid you don't know what the anger of everlasting grass is!
The look in Xiao Cao Miao's eyes made the prehistoric Bolonghuang Falcon shudder and wake up in an instant.

What you robbed belonged to Mr. Evergreen Grass!
Even the supreme gods and demons outside the territory were bombarded by Mr. Cao until there was no scum left, and the funerary objects fell all over the place, all of which were enriched by the longevity grass.

"hey-hey……"

Bolonghuang Falcon laughed awkwardly, and with a bang, stood up the ancient tripod that had been upside down on the ground, spread its wings, and poured a bunch of treasures into it in front of Xiao Caomiao.

Then, the huge left wing lifted the cauldron, stood with his hands behind his back, and blocked the ancient cauldron with his majestic body, then waved his right wing, and returned the remaining treasures to Xiao Caomiao.

"Master Everlasting Grass, return you..."

"Boom..."

A piece of radiant, simple and mysterious weapons and totem statues piled up in front of a certain grass like a hill.

The corners of Xiaocaomiao's eyes twitched, and she gave Bolonghuang Falcon a hard look.

Damn, you're thicker than a city wall, and you've profoundly explained that as long as I don't feel embarrassed, it's someone else who is embarrassed.

If you are not useful in the future, I must teach you what is "propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame" today.

"Ow!"

The Black Panther King's eyes lit up, he rushed from a distance, leaped high, and submerged himself in the treasure mountain with a plop, his mouth couldn't even close his mouth for joy.

However, there seem to be many treasures, but most of them are dim in brilliance, and their energy has been almost decayed by the years.

Some of them look intact, but if you hold them hard, they will crack, and all the previous power will be lost, so they can only be used as decorations. It should be good to scare people, and Xiao Caomiao is best at this.

"Master Everlasting Grass, I am willing to be your protector and protect you for thousands of years with this ancient tripod."

Seeing that Xiaocao Miao was still staring at him, Bolonghuang Falcon's heart was pounding, and he hurried forward to apologize.

Then, looking at the high-cold goshawk standing next to Xiaocaomiao, his eyeballs rolled around, and he changed the subject: "Brother Ying, you and I hit it off right away, why don't we become brothers?"

"Ok?"

Brother Ying was startled, wondering what kind of medicine this guy was selling in the gourd.

Logically speaking, Bolonghuang Falcon is a big shot at the Heaven Sensation Realm, and Goshawk is only at the stage of making weapons, and the gap between the two sides is immeasurable.

Brother Ying's only advantage is his blood, and possibly... the favor of everlasting grass.

"Brother Ying, I think your sword wings are pretty good, why don't you lend me two angels?"

The Imperial Falcon stared at the magnificent sword wings inserted between the feathers of the goshawk, flowing with holy light.

A gorgeous divine sword as thin as a cicada's wings, with endless sharpness and dazzling brilliance, combined together, it looks like a wing composed of tens of thousands of sword lights, setting off the goshawk like a supreme god born in ancient times, majestic and inviolable.

Not to mention power, just the effect of setting off the appearance and momentum is enough to make Huang Falcon greedy.

Brother Ying cast a sideways glance at Bolonghuang Falcon, raised his head, and ignored him.

"This is not a place to talk. Go back to Shuitong Mountain first, lest any old monsters come looking for you."

The little grass seedling started, threw a lot of treasures into the [-]-meter-high purple pagoda, picked it up with a bang, and left.

A small grass 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.
……

Bucket Hill.

The little friends could feel the violent movement tens of thousands of miles away, and couldn't help worrying about Xiaocao Miao.

But after seeing the dazzling array of babies, everyone was excited.

Especially the little sparrow, who took the treasures more casually than the grass seedlings, picked out the totem pillars one by one like crazy, and hid them in his own territory.

"What is the function of these totem pillars?"

Xiao Caomiao frowned and asked Bolonghuang Falcon.

Because the prehistoric bat emperor, like the little sparrow, does not need weapons, but only these totems.

"These totem pillars symbolize an extremely ancient civilization. Each totem represents an extremely powerful race. The totem contains the supreme secret of this race, especially the power of faith condensed in it. It has a magical effect on the enemy."

After Bolonghuang Falcon finished speaking, Xiaocao Miao also subconsciously picked up a totem pillar.

Mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon, the starry sky, and a hideous eight-headed creature are engraved on the pillar.

In Xiaocao Miao's sea of ​​consciousness, the golden lake of the gods boiled like a small sun, and the huge mental power rushed out, and began to read the information on the divine pillar.

In an instant, Xiao Cao Miao seemed to have come to the starry sky, condescending, 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 superstitious belief in the heavens to belief in gods and demons, everything emerges in Xiao Caomiao's eyes without reservation, including their abilities, body secrets, various backgrounds, and weaknesses!
If you haven't seen this totem pillar and met these eight races, Xiao Cao Miao will feel that they are invincible.

However, now, he believes that he can crush the powerful toolmakers of the Eight-Headed Clan with the wheel-building realm!
Knowledge is power, mastering each other's weaknesses, even ants can kill elephants.

And these eight races are just one race subdued by the three-eyed demon.

After believing in gods and demons, that kind of pious heart will make all your secrets displayed in front of gods and demons.

The three-eyed demon uses this thing to control those ancient races, absorb their pure thought power, and protect themselves from being destroyed.

"puff……"

The totem pillar, which was still glowing just now, suddenly disappeared after Xiaocao Miao opened his eyes.

The information stored in it was also absorbed by Xiaocao Miao.

"It's a pity that most human beings don't believe in God."

Xiaocaomiao muttered to herself, wishing to build a totem pillar for human beings to worship.

In this way, all the secrets of the human race will be exposed in front of his eyes.

Of course, the most precious weapon in the burial pit is the purple pagoda in front of him.

The most mysterious runes are engraved on the body of the tower, which is solid and immortal, and endless purple air falls down, flooding the top of the mountain, and the whole body exudes a dreamy brilliance.

A drop of blood fell on the purple pagoda.

However, there was no reaction at all to recognize the master with a drop of blood...

"This tower cannot be controlled by us. It is something outside the domain. It is different from our current cultivation system. We are now undergoing transformation, while the gods and demons in the tomb existed many billions of years ago. They may Those who are cultivating immortals, cultivating secret realms, and studying runes, the world is different, and the way and reason are also different, this kind of heavy weapon can only be played for fun."

Bolonghuang Falcon reminded, playing with the ancient tripod in his hand, he couldn't put it down.

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