Longevity grass that escaped from the First Emperor's Mausoleum

Chapter 65
Bucket Hill.

The Black Panther King has been out for two days and has not come back.

Usually, this guy goes out for more than ten days, and everyone will not worry about him.

But today, the tiger mother was restless and restless.

She felt a very oppressive aura that reverberated on Shuipun Mountain, making this fairyland of birds and flowers quiet abruptly.

It's not just her who has this feeling.

Tongtian Ginkgo Tree also took the initiative to wake up from its deep sleep, condensing a vicissitudes tree face, very serious.

"call!"

With the tree as the center, the dense fog spreads rapidly, like a mushroom cloud, covering the entire mountaintop.

An air of suffocation pervades.

But the next moment.

A golden halo shone through the fog.

In the milky white mist, it looks particularly bright, like a golden-red full moon rising slowly.

What followed was the terrifying sound of blood flowing, rumbling across the top of the mountain like an ocean.

The old mammoth appeared.

The blood is strong like a real dragon, rushing out from the top of the head, turning into a thick beam of light, rushing into the sky, and penetrating the fog.

Beside him, there is an old hedgehog bleeding from his chest, his qi and blood are decayed and his body is withered.

He is really old.

But there is still a fight.

"The leopard, the fierce tiger, and the golden-haired ape in the realm of building wheels must be here, you can't go wrong."

The old hedgehog's eyes were bright, looking at the lush exotic flowers and plants on the top of the mountain, and greed flashed in his eyes.

"It's an unexpected joy." He had a happy look on his face.

If all these spirit flowers and spirit grasses are harvested.

Not sure, his injuries can be recovered, and his life span will be greatly extended.

Perhaps, it can come out of decline.

The old mammoth looked at the tiger mother under the tree, and said indifferently: "Hand over the ancient iron fragments, cut it by yourself, and bury it for the younger generation of my family, otherwise, I will kill you a hundred thousand times, and you will not survive and die!"

"Roar!"

The tiger mother roared low, and the hair all over her body exploded.

In the face of two prehistoric creatures who can speak, it is false to say that they are not afraid.

But, she won't back down.

The wound on the old hedgehog made her understand that it is very likely that the Black Panther King has been robbed!

"In the face of the illustrious name of my thorn dragon family, you dare to maintain a fierce attitude, you are courting death!"

The old hedgehog showed cold fangs. Even if he was seriously injured, he was still strong and unparalleled. He stepped forward slowly and ignored the tiger mother.

Seeing that the other party was about to make a move, suddenly, the ginkgo tree moved!

Branches thicker than the house slammed down from the sky, carrying tens of thousands of pounds, like two giant mountains pressing down, crushing the old hedgehog and the two beasts into flesh.

At the same time, the earth trembled.

More than a dozen twisted and sharp roots, like the ancient poisonous python, drilled out the hideous head from the ground, and stabbed two from all directions!
The sudden attack surprised the two old guys.

Such thick roots... a bit scary.

Even in the deep mountains, it is rare.

However, the two are not easy to provoke.

"Moo!"

Roaring mountains and rivers, heaven and earth shake.

Boundless air waves emanated from the mouth of the old mammoth, instantly sweeping away the fog above the sky.

"Boom!"

In the old mammoth, something seemed to explode, releasing the power of tyrannical tyrants.

A giant air elephant, condensed at an extremely fast speed, wrapped around its head, containing an explosive sense of power.

"Suppressing Prison Qigong* Shakyamuni throws an elephant!"

The giant elephant in the air swelled and roared and neighed, shaking the white clouds in the sky away.

He was punched out by the old mammoth, carrying the terrifying power of qigong, and collided with the branches that hit his head.

"boom!"

The thick branches of the house suddenly shattered in the air, and the skin was scattered everywhere.

The sharp roots that attacked from all directions were also smashed by the terrifying punch of the old mammoth, making it impossible to get close at all.

The old hedgehog, who was seriously injured, did not dare to take the ginkgo tree's attack.

Control the demon wind, flick left and right.

Seemingly precarious, but every time he can retreat peacefully.

This is not a level contest at all.

The creatures in the realm of artifact creation have extremely strong qi and blood, and just the aura that spills out of the body can condense into a halo, and the fog can't break through at all.

And the huge body of the ginkgo tree looks a bit clumsy. If the other party wants to dodge, you can't even touch the shadow.

As for the fruit cannonball, even if it hits the opponent, it will at most be slightly injured.

In just a moment, more than 20 roots and branches of the ginkgo tree exploded, causing the old tree to shake.

The old mammoth couldn't get enough of the fight, and he was so fierce that he tried to climb up the ginkgo tree and tore down the old tree!

"Roar!"

The tiger mother roared, her huge body was like a hill, with a giant metal cone on top, it turned into white light, and it rushed towards the old mammoth.

She has been looking for opportunities to kill the seriously injured old hedgehog first.

But the other party is too cunning.

The demonic wind was haunted and landed next to the tiger mother several times, and the black spikes were silently handed over from behind.

If it wasn't for the quick response, the tiger mother would have been killed.

"I didn't take any shots at you, but I dared to take the initiative to throw it out. Do you think that my prehistoric mammoths are not famous?"

The old mammoth had a cold face, and a flood-like breath rushed out, as if to destroy the earth.

"I don't know what to do, I'll kill you a hundred thousand times!"

boom!
The golden qigong fist marks, like electric lights, are almost unbelievable, blasting terrifying energy fluctuations in the air.

"puff!"

Tiger Mom didn't have the speed of the Black Panther King, and before she had time to react, she felt severe pain all over her body, as if she had been hit by a flying mountain, and her flesh and blood seemed to be scattered.

"Pfft!"

The tiger mother fell heavily to the ground.

The capillaries all over the body were torn, the whole body was bleeding, and the snow-white hair was instantly dyed red.

"Ugh..."

During the battle, a cry of grief was very clear.

In the distance, the little milk tiger saw that his mother was in a coma, his whole body was red with blood, and he shouted at the old mammoth angrily.

However, he is still too young to have any fighting ability.

I can only rush towards my mother anxiously, trying to save the tiger mother.

The sudden appearance of this small figure made the old mammoth and the old hedgehog stunned.

"Huh? A cub that has transformed into an ancient bloodline?"

The two old guys looked at each other, rushed towards the little milk tiger almost at the same time, and killed each other mercilessly!
The speed of turning your face is faster than turning a book!

The cubs of the ancient bloodline are rare in the ages.

If any clan gets it, it will surely rise.

At this time, don't talk about the friendship between the two races.

There is only one Little Milk Tiger, and whoever grabs it will be able to surpass other tribes in the future.

But suddenly, out of the fog, a pitch-black shadow appeared, with devil-like black smoke lingering around its body, and a huge crimson halo around its head, like a dark sun, extremely terrifying.

"This little white tiger, you should give up, or you will usher in the disaster of extinction!"

The magnetic and loud voice rang from the top of the mountain, and there was a strange magic that made the old hedgehog and the old mammoth stop.

The two beasts suddenly turned their heads and exclaimed.

"Ishen Bolt King?"

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(End of this chapter)