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Chapter 1205

At this time, this ancient object was pointing in a certain direction, and it had a mysterious pull, which made him feel uneasy.

It should involve a certain ethnic group, or the location of some kind of buried treasure.

"I wonder how far it is?"

In the chaotic world, as a god, he can naturally teleport through space and reach very far away places...

Normally, saints take root near the ashram...but some wandering eighth-level gods and ninth-level enlightened beings can reach places far and wide without being restricted by the ashram.

Even beings below saints can see many different places and many different saints.

The closure of the land is only for the saints.

"I wonder how far away this mysteriously guided place is? As a god, I can also go very far away, but it is too dangerous. This is a land where saints rule, and there are countless ninth-level enlightened people...

." He still knows how to hide and cherish his life, but when faced with this opportunity, he can't help but...

"This ancient elf tree should also be related to the ginseng fruit tree!" He gritted his teeth and couldn't help but carefully took out an ancient object, which was filled with the aura of the teleportation array.

This is a treasure, very powerful.

The ability to instantly and temporarily establish teleportation channels based on breath positioning to reach very far away places... He obtained it from a mysterious ancient site.

"This is a means of saving my life. Even an ordinary ninth-level enlightened person can escape in his hands, which is equivalent to an extra life! But..." He gritted his teeth and chose to teleport.

Wow.

He teleported to a distant place in a chaotic land.

I saw a space that was extremely hidden, so I couldn't help but hesitate for a moment and stepped slightly into it.

What I saw was a lush forest with lush branches and leaves. It was an ancient tree with fruits hanging on it. The fruits breed life.

Under the fruit, a beautiful elf woman with pointed ears was resting in the tribe.

And the houses, floors, and furnishings here.

They are all made of white porcelain-colored clay, which is somewhat similar to the clay sculpture style of the sculpture art era.

A small white porcelain TV was sitting in it, and he suddenly showed a hint of surprise, "Here it comes? We ran a long way to avoid suspicion... The other party looked rich.

It has to be oily, there are all kinds of treasures."

She is Qiu Mingshan's girlfriend.

That is the former magical pet monk, whose real name is Zhang Tong.

Before, I was an ordinary female college student, but my boyfriend was very extraordinary.

Zhang Tong's incarnation of the small TV murmured in a low voice: "Although the main body is our group of small TVs, there is still a subsidiary race to serve us. Let's choose a more ordinary bloodline, the ancient tree elves on the ancient wood planet.

A clan..."

Wow.

Zhang Tong thought about this, stood up quickly, looked at the honest little fat man in surprise, and couldn't help but said: "Who are you?"

The little fat man was also very surprised. He looked at the dead small TV in his hand, and then looked at the small TV in front of him that was talking and jumping around, as if he had seen a monster.

"It's actually alive?"

He thought the TV was some kind of clay artifact, but he didn't expect it to be a clan?

Soil is actually alive?

In fact, the quantum TV is based on the evolution of Caroline's family's small TV. The white porcelain cells are naturally some form of clay.

But the other party was surprised.

Clay, living thing!

Is it possible that it has something to do with the ancient sculpture art era?

"Could it be that this place belongs to the owner of the cave...the surviving family? I found the biggest treasure?" Just as he was thinking and breathing rapidly.

Zhang Tong looked at the TV in his hand and was shocked again, "Why are you holding the body of our ancestor?"

"Is this your ancestor?"

The little fat man was stunned. This must be a hidden clan. He couldn't help but said: "I got this from an ancient artifact. It may be related to your ancestors."

"Ancestor?" Zhang Tong looked surprised.

The little fat man directly explained everything about that ruins.

"So, that's it!" Zhang Tong was startled, pacing back and forth on this small TV, "It is said that tens of thousands of years ago, there were saints in our lineage. It used to be a dojo, but it has declined now. At that time, we

The saint said that our origins are very mysterious... The ancestors of our ancestors were contaminated with the blood of some ancient powers more than 10 billion years ago. Although we don't know how many generations have passed... As a saint, our ancestors set out to find the ancient times.

The ancient monuments may have perished here.”

She looked at the dead little TV and cried, "Oh, ancestor..."

Zhang Youling was stunned. This small TV was in a state of decay. It was equivalent to a puddle of mud. His original state could not be seen. He had not thought it was a living thing before. Is this the remains of a saint?

It is not impossible that the Sea of ​​Chaos erodes everything.

"I found him in a clay jar," Zhang Youling said.

Zhang Tong began to sob, "It seems that the ancestor dived into the bottom of the sea to find the ancient ruins, but died in it. Before he died, he found a jar and sealed himself up... Contact his location with us, so that those who are destined can

After discovering it, we can send him back to his homeland."

Zhang Youling said nothing.

Zhang Tong continued: "The ancestors said that our first pure-blood ancestors may be a certain ancient existence. They created two boys with clay sculptures. Their names are Qingfeng and Mingyue. They can sit in the mansion and walk around the world in their incarnations.

....”

Zhang Tong pointed to their night elves and the ancient night trees, and said: "They are the descendants of the ginseng fruit tree. It is said that the ginseng fruit tree of that era had mysterious abilities and produced human-shaped fruits. If you eat them, you will have a great chance... But they

Although it is still a human-shaped fruit, it has become a living thing. It does not have the powerful energy it once had, and is very mediocre."

Fatty Zhang thought carefully and looked at the night elf fruit tree.

This fruit tree has indeed lost its ability and can only breed and produce tribesmen, but this tribe is not considered weak, it can only be ordinary...

And these clay sculpture people are very powerful...

"The ancestor you found for us, you are our honored guest."

Zhang Tong led him into the house and showed him small TVs and houses. He said: "The houses here are all made by us. We spit them out and knead them..."

She was also a small TV evolved from the whole clan. She opened her mouth and spit out a small ceramic TV, and then said: "Our clan has quantum energy. Our ancestors said that we can become stronger by playing games...

..Don’t look at us hiding here, our people have been exploring outside, but they are not very strong.”

Can you become stronger by playing games?

Fatty Zhang was stunned, and soon he saw a terrifying scene.

He saw players sitting in front of the TV, watching the TV, and the person in front of the TV was another version of themselves, standing in the chaotic land to explore.

There are also levels, experience bars, physical data, and experience on it.

"This clay sculpture bloodline is actually an auxiliary type of super heaven-defying bloodline, which can give people blessings... very strong!" Fatty Zhang's pupils widened, and there was also a hidden will awakening in his heart, crossing dimensions.

, came secretly, paying attention to the civilized race in front of him, and also showed a trace of incredible surprise,

"Could the clay sculpture really be related to the ancient ruin sculpture?" This multi-dimensional saint finally came to his will in the dark.


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