At this time, this space has gradually become dim.
Even though there is no sun or moon, it can still adjust the colors independently.
The most important thing is that this rice field should be located on the periphery of Divine Ruins, and Demon Beast people have gradually begun to pour into the core circle.
It's hard to find Demon Beast in this area.
Looking at the empty rice fields, Yu Sheng felt a little sad.
Perhaps in so many years, besides her, this rice field has been the most convenient partner for him to work with.
Although we only worked together for about half a day...
Pack your bags.
Yu Sheng walked towards the Deep Mountain.
For half a day, there was a roaring sound in the Deep Mountain, and the Demon Aura was constantly undulating.
Only now did the sound gradually weaken.
Obviously, the fight is almost over.
These Demon Beasts who are on the front line have begun to explore deeper space.
Yu Sheng...
Probably the one with the slowest progress.
Completely disconnected from the rest of the army.
Of course, occasionally you will encounter the corpse of Demon Beast on the road.
If they were in the outside world, these corpses might be slowly devoured by them as trophies to enhance their own strength.
But within this Divine Ruins, the corpse of Fourth Level Demon Beast suddenly seemed not to be so valuable.
And...
No time.
Everyone wants to be at the forefront and snatch Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. Who would waste time devouring these flesh and blood?
Yu Sheng is like Divine Ruins scavenger.
Silently along the road that Demon Beast walked, he collected the corpses one after another and stored them in Mountains and Rivers Bottle.
Categorize.
Full of harvest.
One corpse is worthless, five, ten...
If we really clear out the Demon Beast in this Divine Ruins, even if there is nothing in this Divine Ruins, it will still be worth it!
Perhaps, this is the biggest treasure for Yu Sheng.
Far exceeds the value of Divine Ruins itself.
With such a large amount of Fourth Level Demon Beast, even if Human Race doesn't do anything for the rest of my life, just open a Demon Core specialty store, and occasionally sell a batch of frozen Demon Beast meat, I can live this 'ordinary' life.
Demon-Suppressing Pass side.
Deep Mountain.
Old Man sits cross-legged on Mountain Summit, his own energy exuding a gentle aura.
The scar on the chest has gradually healed under the blow of energy.
The complexion is rosy.
The only regret is that his hair is still black, which somewhat affects his fairy-like temperament.
"Invincible, it's really lonely."
With a sigh, Old Man slowly opened his eyes, looked at Demon Domain in the distance, and let out a sigh.
"Is this really the mountain I'm guarding?"
Old Man suddenly let out a chuckle, shook his head slightly, his eyes gradually became sharp, stood up, and stood Mountain Summit with his hands behind his hands, his robe swaying in the wind. "I am here to suppress this Demon Domain!"
"Seeing me here, Demon Domain has not dared to pass by this mountain for more than ten years!"
"Huh..."
"I'm so strong."
Whispering, a smile gradually appeared on Old Man's face.
He nodded slightly.
Obviously he is very satisfied with the performance he put on today.
Suddenly, there was a slight crack next to him.
Old Man's body stiffened.
He lowered his head slightly and realized that when he was expressing his true feelings, he accidentally took a step forward.
It happened to hit the egg.
A tiny crack appeared on the surface of the eggshell.
There is even a trend of gradual spread.
"I'll be good!"
Old Man was stunned, looked around with a guilty conscience, and squatted down carefully.
The egg was still trembling.
The rift widened again.
There is even a tendency to completely spread.
"Grass!"
"When that kid comes back, he won't let me pay for it!"
Old Man The more he thought about it, the more he panicked. He gritted his teeth, raised his wrinkled palm, and placed it on top of the egg.
Wisps of soft energy continued to spread out.
Wrap the eggs.
Soon, the cracks on the egg stopped spreading.
Old Man breathed a sigh of relief.
"I just said..."
"The egg is in my hand, how could something go wrong?"
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Old Man soon smiled proudly again.
But within seconds after he let go...
The cracks on the egg spread again.
"Eh!"
"Are you mocking me?"
Old Man clapped his hands again without believing in evil, stopping the egg from breaking.
But as long as he releases his hand, the egg will continue to crack after a while.
It's like a tug of war!
Even in the end, Old Man directly took out his own Scepter, and just floated above the egg to suppress it.
This completely eliminated the problem.
"Hmph!"
"Fight with me?"
With an aloof look on his face, he stroked his flowing black hair, and Old Man raised his chin slightly.
Look at those weird cracks.
Then he plucked a few leaves from the tree and crushed them.
Apply green juice on top to cover the cracks.
The originally blood-red eggs became colorful and eye-catching after experiencing this.
The overall style is nondescript.
But Old Man was very satisfied with his masterpiece. He pretended to be awesome again and found new fun. He fully searched for everything around him that could be used as paint and applied it on the eggs.
Finally, looking at the colorful colors, Old Man smiled.
"How beautiful this is!"
At the end of the day's entertainment time, Old Man sat down cross-legged again and closed his eyes.
Meditate again.
What he didn't know was that inside the egg at this time.
A Chick is struggling constantly, tapping the eggshell with its newly grown sharp beak.
But no matter how hard it hit, the eggshell wouldn't budge.
The eyes that had just gained consciousness were full of confusion and confusion.
As if he was questioning silently...
Why?
According to the instinct of race Talent, as long as the eggshell is cracked, he will be born.
But this eggshell...
Why so hard?
After banging for about an hour, Chick lay in the egg exhausted, with no strength left in his body, and started a new round of recuperation.
Waiting for the next opportunity to break out of the shell.
I don't even know why, but there is always a strange smell that penetrates along the eggshell.
It's bitter, floral, and even a little... smelly...
Anyway...
It's painful inside this eggshell.
If it could, it wouldn't want to stay any longer.
This smell is too strong.
dizzy.
You can still vaguely hear a voice mumbling something outside the eggshell. Although it can't understand it, the voice is so annoying to it.
Even... a little scared.
I don't know how long I will have to go through this kind of pain...