Chapter 197: One Hundred Thousand Mountains

The Hundred Thousand Mountains are much more prosperous than when Wu Tian first came fifteen thousand years ago.

Just imagine, the saplings from 15,000 years ago have become ancient trees with 15,000 growth rings.

Not to mention other ancient trees.

You will only grow older and live longer.

Hundreds of thousands of mountains, covered with ancient trees, are covered with green as far as the eye can see.

"Brother, this Hundred Thousand Mountains is more vibrant."

King Pan laughed, "That's natural."

He dare not say anything else here, but just talking about the vigorous vitality of vegetation, it is unique in prehistoric times.

It has been nurtured for tens of thousands of years and is uniquely blessed by nature.

In addition, the poisonous miasma is everywhere, which greatly protects the vegetation and life in this area.

Water and soil support all living beings.

Most of the creatures that can survive here are poisonous.

Colorful like mist in the mountains.

When Wu Tian saw this, his eyelids still bulged.

In his past life and this life, he was afraid of these poisons.

Of course, I am not afraid of this.

It's just a psychological feeling.

To destroy, it's just a matter of raising a hand, and you don't even need to raise your hand.

A cloud flew towards them.

It's not a cloud, it's a Gu, a wind Gu.

There are people in front and Gu in the back.

Come and greet them.

"Greetings to the ancestor!"

"Meet the Second Ancestor!"

What a familiar scene.

The wind Gu clan has the breath of wind.

A huge ethnic group that has reproduced for unknown generations.

The humanoid wind Gu in front was very excited to see him.

Probably still remember him.

This is the second ancestor of the Wind Gu clan in name only.

King Pan didn't speak, waiting for him to speak.

Wu Tian raised his hand helplessly: "No need to be polite."

He, the second ancestor, was really the second ancestor. He did not live up to his name and had done nothing for them.

Then, King Pan also raised his hand.

Only then did the Wind Gu clan members raise their heads.

King Pan pointed at a young man with golden eyes and said, "Jin Chan, do you still remember?"

"Ten-winged golden cicada?"

Wu Tian has a profound memory.

Valley Cavalry

King Pan nodded.

He then pointed at a feminine man and said, "Silver Ring."

Wu Tiangan smiled, of course he remembered the silver snake coiled on the green mulberry tree.

They hadn't transformed at that time, he was still a bird, and the feeling of being targeted by a snake was still fresh in his memory.

Wu Tian's expression said everything.

He remembered him, and not very well.

King Pan laughed loudly, very unscrupulously.

He patted Wu Tian's shoulder hard a few more times.

That's right, it's his brother.

The little brother who was once scared to death by Yinhuan.

Yinhuan smiled shyly at Wu Tian.

Wu Tian could only reply with a dry smile.

This little brother left a big psychological shadow on him.

He was still young then.

The wind Gu headed by Jin Chan and the poison headed by Yin Huan separated from the middle.

Make way.

Wu Tian and Pan Wang passed.

They followed.

These are the warriors of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

King Pan was showing off his muscles to the whole prehistoric world.

Deter all parties.

This old man of his is not stupid at all.

Liupan Mountain, winding trails go around the mountain.

It takes some time to walk up the mountain path.

Fortunately they don't have to walk up there.

The first time he came, he climbed the mountain in one step.

It's the same this time.

Liupan Mountain is so huge that it is no less impressive than Moluo Blessed Land.

After all, it is the land of ancient times.

Wu Tian followed King Pan up the mountain and came to the foot of the green mulberry tree.

Wu Tian walked around the green mulberry tree, patted the trunk, and said hello to the green mulberry tree.

The swaying green mulberry trees are the ancestral roots of the green mulberry trees.

It's different from his grandson Xiao Tianfeng.

Wu Tian and King Pan sat down under the green mulberry tree.

King Pan consciously took out the green mulberry.

The mulberries are purple-red, and Wu Tian is not polite.

There is no need for them to be polite.

To be polite is to be polite.