Chapter 40: The Fall of Qiongqi

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In the wilderness, at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

Because of the last hunting, the food shortage problem in the tribe was temporarily solved.

The meat of dozens of beasts seems to be a lot, but in fact, in front of hundreds of thousands of people, it is only a week's rations.

The totem on the wall of Buzhou Mountain is still mysterious, and on the ground beneath it, three huge tribes rise from the ground.

Because they have not yet mastered smelting technology, the houses of the Zhisheng clan are almost always made of stone or wood.

The three tribes surrounded each other. Several pieces of ice dropped by Tang Hao had not completely melted. A small stream rose from under the ice and passed through the entire tribe.

The middle tribe is the widest, and the ones on the sides are slightly smaller.

Tall trees, dozens of meters high, were built in rows to surround the three tribes.

Outside there is a slightly sloping fence with a sharp top to resist the impact of wild beasts.

Although it has only been a few months since the collapse of Mount Buzhou, some of the excitement in the tribe has returned.

There are women wearing linen animal robes washing clothes by the stream, and there are strong men sweating like rain to build stone tools and wood.

There is also a group of children surrounding the elders of the tribe, surrounding a bonfire and listening to them telling mythical stories from the prehistoric times.

The tribe is full of vitality and life is simple and fulfilling.

On the other side of the tribe, there is this small plantation.

Zhisheng stood at the edge of the garden with a group of people, looking at the few seedlings left on the land with a complicated expression.

Unlike the humans living on the other side of the world, the Chisei clan has not yet fully mastered farming technology.

In fact, it cannot be said that he has not mastered it at all. The most important thing is that the wilderness land is too barren.

Almost 80% of the land is barren of grass, with only the Buzhou Mountains covering hundreds of thousands of miles with green plants remaining.

Zhisheng once accidentally discovered a seedling that could grow food in the Wu tribe, and carefully brought it back to the human tribe.

At this time, a tribe member stood next to Zhisheng, looking at the dead seedlings and said, "Chief, it seems that another batch of these seedlings have died."

"Is there something wrong with the way we plant?" Another person murmured doubtfully after bending down and easily pulling up a seedling from the ground.

Zhisheng shook his head, a trace of regret flashed across his face.

"It's not our problem, it's that the land here is too barren."

"I once saw mature seedlings in the elixir plantation of the Houtu tribe. These seeds can indeed grow food, but..."

Sighing, Zhisheng looked at the towering mountains ahead.

Because of the previous collapse of Buzhou Mountain, the land became even more barren.

Now these seedlings have not only failed to grow food, but have also wasted a lot of water.

"The food we hunted before should be enough to sustain the tribe for seven days."

"It's just that in seven days, we have to go hunting again."

One person looked at Zhisheng and said helplessly.

After hearing this, Zhisheng looked away, his expression not changing much.

"Now with the protection of God, our human race will never face annihilation again."

"As long as the tribe can continue, it won't be a big deal if some people die."

Zhisheng's words were very calm, but they revealed a deep cruelty.

When the others heard this, they lowered their heads and remained silent.

Zhisheng was right. In order to continue the tribe, it was normal for some people to die.

"Hey, what is that?"

At this moment, a tribesman seemed to have seen something. He pointed at the sky in the east and let out an exclamation.

After hearing this, everyone raised their heads and looked in the direction of his finger. The next moment, long-lost tension arose in everyone's hearts.

On the eastern horizon, a blue shadow was seen speeding towards Buzhou Mountain.

As the green shadow gets closer and closer, its size becomes larger and larger.

In the end, a giant blue bird that was several kilometers long appeared in front of everyone.

"Is this coming for us?"

Looking at the figures that covered the sky and the sun, and were as huge as the two ancient ferocious beasts not long ago, many people's bodies began to tremble unconsciously.

"Everyone, listen, go to the altar, quickly!!"

Looking at the green shadow getting closer and closer on the horizon, Zhisheng was stunned for only a moment, and then came back to his senses instantly.

Without any hesitation, he shouted to the sky, his tone full of anxiety.

The shock that Qiongqi and Huang Beast gave him before was too great. In front of those ancient ferocious beasts, the human race was no different from the ants on the ground.

If it weren't for the protection of the totem, the aftermath of the collision between the two ferocious beasts would have shocked the entire human race to death!

Hearing Zhisheng's roar, everyone quickly headed towards the altar.

And among those three tribes, more and more people also noticed the giant shadow in the sky.

The leader's roar exploded in their ears, and everyone reacted and started running towards the altar.

Among them, women, the elderly and children were at the front, while the young and middle-aged people stayed behind.

"I have dedicated the Jiuzhou Saji Map to Lord God. How did this ferocious beast come here?"

His eyes were fixed on the huge blue bird in the sky, and Zhisheng's brain was running rapidly.

As long as the other party makes any abnormal behavior, he will not hesitate to ask God to take action.

This kind of existence is no longer something that the human race can deal with.

In the sky, spanning two major states, the vast ocean of Qinghe looked at the three tribes at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

finally reached!

Just as he was about to speed up and fly down the mountain, Qinghe suddenly seemed to notice something and looked towards his feet.

"Hey, this...isn't this...Qiongqi, one of the four ancient evils?"

"Why is it lying here?"

After turning into a human form, Qing He stopped in the sky about a hundred miles away from Buzhou Mountain. Looking at the dying beast at his feet, his small body shrank slightly.

The names of the Four Ancient Evils were too great, and Qiongqi, who had reached the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal, was four levels higher than Qinghe.

If he hadn't noticed that the opponent's soul would be extinguished at any time, Qinghe would definitely turn around and run away.

On the ground, a tiger-like ferocious beast's body was deeply embedded in the soil, motionless.

On his back, there were two wounds with extremely smooth fractures.

A pair of wings fell not far away, with several lines that had long been dimmed engraved on them.

Wisps of weak but extremely sharp sword energy surrounded the body of this ferocious beast, seeming to be cutting its flesh.

This ferocious beast was Qiongqi who had forcibly attacked the human race before and then angered Tongtian!

"Why does this breath feel so familiar to me?"

Looking at the sword energy cutting Qiongqi's body, Qinghe blinked his eyes in confusion.

She always felt like she had seen this aura somewhere.

Roar! !

Suddenly, an excited roar sounded throughout the world.

I saw that Qiongqi, who was originally embedded in the ground and motionless, suddenly opened his bloody pupils, pulled up his body, and rushed towards Qinghe!

For Qiongqi, the distance of 100 meters can be reached in almost the blink of an eye.

Qinghe didn't react for a while because he was attracted by the wisps of sword energy on the opponent's body.

The moment the roar sounded, a suffocating smell of blood poured into Qinghe's nose.

Staring blankly at the bloody mouth that suddenly appeared in front of him, Qing He remained motionless, as if he was stunned.

"Hahaha!! God help me!"

"I thought I was in trouble this time, but I didn't expect that I would meet a pure-blooded Qingluan!"

"As long as I swallow this Qingluan and refine it, I will not only be able to recover from my injuries, but I may also be able to step into Daluo without the need for the Sheji Tu!"

No longer as weak as before, Qiongqi's soul seemed to be trembling at this moment.

Looking at Qing He in front of him, his eyes were full of excitement and cruelty!

As one of the three sacred birds, Qingluan's bloodline is almost that of the top few in the world.

Although Qiongqi was transformed from the first evil spirit in the world, in terms of bloodline, it was not on the same level as Qinghe.

Because it was born earlier than Qinghe, this led to its cultivation level being much higher than Qinghe.

If he were the ancestor of the Qingluan clan, he would probably be able to send Qiongqi, a Taiyi Golden Immortal, away with just one slap.

"Xiao Qingluan, you have to come to Daluo, haha. Don't worry, I will always think of you after I step into Daluo."

Looking at the frightened Qing He, Qiongqi's pupils flashed red, and his big mouth bit Qing He's petite body without hesitation.

"You evil beast, you really don't have a long memory!"

Suddenly, just when Qiongqi's sharp teeth emitting cold light were still a few centimeters away from Qinghe's head, a faint sarcastic voice sounded in Qiongqi's ears.

The next moment, a small sword pattern appeared from between Qinghe's eyebrows.

The sword intent began to spread.

As if returning to the beginning of chaos, the sky and earth darkened, and then suddenly lit up.

Qiongqi's huge body suddenly froze.

There was still some excitement and cruelty left in the pupils, but that big mouth could no longer move forward at all.

Tsk tsk tsk!

Countless scratches appeared on Qiongqi's body, like a porcelain bottle full of cracks.

Qinghe finally reacted, his whole body covered in cold sweat.

Just now, she felt the feeling of death for the first time.

Compared with Xuan Hui, Qiong Qi brought her a greater sense of oppression.

His body retreated thousands of meters in an instant, his small chest kept rising and falling. Qinghe looked at Qiongqi who was frozen in mid-air, and finally remembered why he felt familiar.

The sword aura on the opponent's body is exactly the same as the aura on Senior Tongtian!

"Tongtian..."

After spitting out the last two words of this life, Qiongqi's huge body suddenly exploded, and countless neat and small pieces of meat were scattered.

A ray of darkness floated out of Qiongqi's body and fled into the distance.

But the next moment, the darkness seemed to be struck by an invisible sword, turning into countless particles and being annihilated in the void.

The world has since returned to peace.