Travel through the wonderful world of animals

The situation in the East Continent was tense, and in a dense forest, a big mountain followed a small tree on the ground like a shadow, going further and further away.

Those towering trees, whose tops are almost invisible, rise into the clouds as if they are about to pierce the sky, and even the weeds around them are unusually tall.

Weeds three or four meters high are everywhere, like a group of giants standing guard.

Even though the huge body of the mountain was submerged in the grass, only a little bit of silver light could be seen. Soon, even that little bit of light was submerged in the green ocean of varying depths.

The mountain has lost its skin, and its cold metal stands out among the increasingly dense trees, like a conspicuous bag in the green sea.

Fortunately, as the sun set, the blood-red sunset glow gradually covered the silver outfit, making it no longer so dazzling.

"Little Master, we have been following her for so long, why is she still walking?"

Dashan felt bored and uninterested. Surrounded by weeds, he felt like a trapped wild beast, feeling restless and anxious.

The King of the Night was leisurely and contented. He crossed his legs and looked at the colorful shadows of the trees above his head through the black veil. It was like a gorgeous painting. He was enjoying the sunset. It was almost sunset!

Hearing Dashan's complaints, the King of the Night rolled his eyes and said, "If you feel bored, then go dig into the soil, pull that woman out, and find out where the old demon tree is."

How come the grass grows so tall? I hate such green plants. The night stars are better, instead of just a piece of gray soil.

The King of the Night brushed away the grass tips that occasionally blocked his face. Looking through the black veil, the weeds seemed endless...

Dashan waved his hands quickly: "The master said that the owner of the tree here had been killed long ago, but there was still some spiritual energy left to nurture some inferior creatures."

"How can I tell? By the way, little master, what are you looking for by following these inferior things?" Dashan still likes to stay quietly. The solar energy it can replenish is almost gone, and the sun is about to set. It doesn't want to waste power, and it doesn't want to waste the energy stone in its chest even more.

"The old demon tree is not dead, it just hid itself."

The former ruler of this planet followed the legendary Holy Lord and was as cunning as a fox. How could it be possible for him to die so easily? I'm afraid that his roots have already penetrated deep into the earth's crust and he is hiding and pretending to be dead.

"not dead?"

Dashan shook his head firmly in denial: "Impossible, the master will not make mistakes."

The master used the terrifying power of the spacecraft's self-detonation, like a nuclear bomb, to blow the northern continent to pieces and razed it to the ground, killing himself at the same time, with the purpose of letting his flesh and blood seep into the ground.

As long as the owner of the tree is found, the master can absorb the powerful energy of the tree owner and revive himself. Why would he need the bone harp to implement plan two?

Plan 2 also failed. The container was occupied by the earthlings, and the bone harp was missing and could not be contacted. It must have been trapped. After all, the container had its own system. It was a complete failure.

The King of the Night sneered in his heart. His mother, whom he had never met, probably thought everything was too beautiful. The whole planet was the incarnation of the old demon tree. He thought that bombing the northern continent would force the old tree demon out? The idea was too naive. If it was really that simple, this planet would have become the territory of the Night Clan long ago.

If I hadn't been lurking beside the Western Beast King for a long time, I really wouldn't have known some of the secrets.

The sacred tree that trapped the black liquid on the sacred mountain was just a small branch of the old tree demon.

If a small branch is so powerful, you can imagine how terrifying that old tree demon is!

Moreover, the old demon tree is holding our clan’s greatest treasure, it’s time to return it.

The King of the Night did not know about the forbidden area of ​​the Lion Tribe, nor did he know that the white lion was a sacrifice of the tree demon.

He sensed something strange by intuition and suspected that this planet and the old demon tree were one and the same. This planet was full of vitality, so how could the old demon tree die?

The X-people don't want this planet to be destroyed, so the old demon tree must not be dead, but was severely damaged by the X-people... or sealed somewhere, or is the old tree demon hiding somewhere himself?

He guessed various possibilities.

The last ray of light in the sky disappeared, and the whole sky became gray and gloomy.

Yu looked at the female expectantly, eager to get answers from her about the little fish.

"I did save her. She was coming to look for her brother. She also told me that you secretly followed the orders of the old witch to dig stones. The old witch even promised solemnly to take you back to your hometown. I remember that the Feathered Tribe belongs to me. Does this count as betrayal to me?"

Yu's face instantly turned as ugly as death. He knew very well what "betrayal" meant in the orc world. It meant being ruthlessly expelled from the tribe and becoming a despised wandering orc.

Yu's shoulders trembled slightly, and then drooped down weakly.

That’s right, this tribe now belongs to the goddess in front of them. Isn’t it a complete betrayal that they went back on their word and secretly followed the orders of the old witch?

Yu's face looked as if all the vitality had been drained away. The belief that the dignity of orcs was more important than life was engraved in his bones, but at this moment, everything seemed to have disappeared. He was so ashamed that he could hardly raise his head.

His heart was like a leaky sieve, all the spirit was draining out.

"Yes, I... I am willing to use my lowly life, like an ant beast, to exchange for a glimmer of hope for my sister..." He no longer has the qualifications to call himself a warrior of the tribe...

As an orc, he looked down on Yu Sheng. When you started to resist, you were still a warrior, but you lowered your head, acknowledged the new master but followed the old master. Then you have no honor at all and have become a rat.

Yan Bingyun didn't care about his life: "Tell me, is the stone dug by the old witch the key to unlocking this behemoth?" Thinking of Lightning's excitement when he saw the black stone, like a hungry wolf pouncing on its food, that stone...

"Yes, I left the last stone to my sister Xiaoyu."

Yu nodded continuously. His plan was to bring Xiaoyu along. Although he obeyed the orders of the eldest Wu, Xiaoyu was his only sister and the most important relative to him in the world. He was particularly careful just in case.

Sure enough, the old witch had no intention of taking all the winged people away. This backup plan of his gave him the opportunity to take his sister away.

Yan Bingyun asked this just to confirm that there were many such stones inside the spacecraft.

By the way, the black stone is still in Wu’s hand, and she almost forgot about it.

The energy stone from the Wu planet that Lightning found when he found Xiaowei's body in Shangri City didn't seem to be so desired. Is this a different substance?

Ask Lightning sometime.

When Fei Wu Nu heard Yu's words, she thought to herself: As expected, it is because of insufficient energy, but who is this old witch? This spaceship is obviously Bo's spaceship, because the signals emitted by the spaceships of each noble of Star X are different and easy to distinguish.

Who is the old witch who started the spaceship? How can a spaceship be started? Generally speaking, without the permission of the spaceship owner, unless the spaceship owner has died long ago and the old owner's biological information left in the spaceship control system has been deleted and modified, and new biological information has been entered before the spaceship can be controlled again.

This information... is correct...

"Hmm..." The flying witch who was about to raise her head was pressed down by the "friendly" soles of feet again. Her whole facial features were flat against the hull again. She wished she could tear this hateful Night Clan into pieces to avenge the humiliation she had suffered under her feet.

"Xiaoyu gave me that stone..." Before he could finish his words, the spaceship under his feet suddenly shook, and before the orc standing on it could react, the spaceship actually started moving.

The three people who had formed a circle to protect Yan Bingyun suddenly lost their balance and fell to this and that.

Yan Bingyun also staggered, and Xiu transformed himself into a white lion to take her away, but was rejected.

"The old witch is angry and humiliated. Go and save that winged man. Don't let him get killed by the ship. I promised her that I would save my brother." The spaceship was clearly heading towards the embarrassed winged man. Want to kill the beast and silence him? Not that easy.

Xiu went to rescue Yu, but Yan Bingyun grabbed the flying witch's hood and refused to leave. Instead, he dragged the struggling female towards the crack in the temple.

"Let me go..." The flying witch was being dragged like a dead dog. She waved her hands and feet and twisted her neck unwillingly to try to break free, but was thrown towards the cabin door of the temple.

Bang! She was hit so hard that she felt dizzy. Damn Night Clan!

He gritted his teeth, and took advantage of the moment when his arm rubbed against the stone to use all his strength to splash a few drops of black blood onto Yan Bingyun's face.

He turned over and leaned against the cabin door, panting and said proudly: "You are covered with the blood of the dead, and soon you will become a puddle...Huh? Why are you fine? It's impossible...impossible..."

Yan Bingyun was full of disgust: "How dirty!"