Chapter 97: The Pool of Response

A small group of female Bardhama warriors quietly left the ancestral hall.

This is the deepest part of the terrain of the winding frogs. It is necessary to observe the terrain, otherwise it may become a turtle in a jar. Even if there is a two-way teleportation array, you cannot be taken lightly.

What's more, the purpose of occupying this place was not pure destruction, but to negotiate with the Snakemen.

The shell of this ancestral temple is indeed a stone mountain.

But this stone mountain is incompatible with the Bardha people who love nature and plants.

Apart from some weeds and vines, there are no tall trees on the stone mountain, only dense skulls and bones.

These skulls belong to the skulls.

According to the tradition of the serpents, the soldiers who died in battle on the battlefield - those serpents who died in such miserable condition that they could not even reproduce their descendants and died directly, have the glory of being buried in the ancestral temple.

Of course, the premise is that the rest of the snails can bring their corpses back here.

The snails are always associated with words such as shamelessness, insidiousness and cowardice. It is better to win a battle. As for the defeat and fleeing, there are almost no individual heroic individuals. They all scattered in a flash. No one would stay to clean up the bodies of their companions. Even those flesh sections that still have vitality and can soon grow into new snails will not be cleaned up and taken away.

Outside the ancestral temple is a forest composed of tall deciduous trees.

These forests are quiet.

Although this small world is just a small fragment of the home star where the Bardha tribe and the Berry Freshmen were located back then, its regionality and biodiversity are also well reflected here. The Bardha tribe's territory is like a warm crypt deep, covered with various mushrooms and vines, while the ancestral temple is surrounded by temperate deciduous forests.

This team of female Bardha warriors were very excited and full of freshness.

They have never seen this type of plant.

As for the quietness and silence in this forest, it is easy to understand. First of all, this belongs to the forbidden area of ​​the snail people. Except for the generation of snail people who can enter at a specific time, no other snail people are allowed to enter. Secondly, snail people eat meat. The central area where snail people gathered in the early years, all meat-containing species have long been eaten up.

After a burst of sighs and feelings, this small team of female Bardou soldiers immediately began to set up defenses and quickly occupied various parts of the stone mountain.

In the ancestral hall, the important tasks of Huili and other Bardha tribes and Wang Dong and others have already reached the top of the altar.

Wang Dong's whole person was dyed red by the blurred flare.

His face was full of sighs and feelings.

In front of him was a "pool" that was dozens of steps in square foot.

The water in the pond is a color between dark yellow and dark red, much like brown sugar water with too much honey.

The water is cool, but the surface continues to bulge upwards, forming bubbles.

But this bubble did not disappear quickly like biogas with a slight sound, but slowly rose up and turned into red and dark yellow Ganoderma lucidum, which did not dissipate, but slowly sank in the water.

The moment each Ganoderma lucidum-like spiritual energy sinks into the water, a lightning-like hairspring will spread on the water surface.

This is exactly the same as the record of the catastrophe pool, that is, the catastrophe transforms the twin pool.

So now Wang Dong doesn’t need to take out magic weapons to test it, just to be sure. This is the best Feng Shui treasure land that only appeared twice in the history of their entire cultivation world, but has long been destroyed in the post-war period.

Wang Dong did not deliberately hide his expression.

So whether it was Bai Haiyi, Ye Yui and others, or Huili and others, from his face and expression, he knew that there was no problem with the previous information.

"Boss Wang, as we know before, the arrangement of teleportation arrays in a small world like our spiritual pressure and mutated is only ten steps away. Even the top formation masters in your world may not be able to do it. Your level should be far above those so-called top formation masters." Huili thought for a while and looked at Wang Dong sincerely, "If you have a way to move this Fengshui treasure land of the Wind Fly Man, I hope you will bring it back to your world to save it, so that there will never be any accidents. Wind Fly Man will never be able to regain this treasure land."

"I really want to do it too." Wang Dong knew that this was the other party's kindness, but he shook his head helplessly. "The Fengshui treasure land is not as simple as a fruit born from a fruit tree. The Fengshui treasure land is a product that is born from the combination of the entire law of heaven and earth's vitality and earth's veins and veins. It is connected with your small world. No matter how great the magical power is, it cannot be removed. It itself is a part of your world."

"It's a pity." Huili solemnly promised: "But you will always have the ownership and use of this treasure land, and we, the Bardha tribes, will always protect you."

Wang Dong was a little distracted. After a moment of reflexion, he smiled slightly, "I believe in your promises from the Barkha Tu people."

"I think the boss's smile is a bit problematic." Xiaoxiao said quietly to Ye Yui.

Ye Yui, Bai Haiyi and others also had the same idea.

Huili patted Wang Dong on the shoulder. She then prepared to turn the enemy on the side and completely build the ancestral temple of the Barkhaman into a fortress.

At this moment, something happened suddenly.

A sound was not loud, but a sharp roar sound rang outside the ancestral hall.

Huili and all the female warriors of the Bardha tribe in this temple turned around suddenly.

"Class leader!" Two of the small group of female Bardou soldiers who had just been sent outside had rushed back, looking anxious.

Before Huili and others could ask questions, one of them had already said repeatedly: "Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! Huiruo suddenly had a bloody meridian."

"What a coincidence?"

Huili reacted instantly.

The talent awakening of the female warrior of the Veed Tribe tribe only takes twelve fingers to choose time. Before awakening, the time for the first menarche of blood is only a few dozen breaths.

This time is very short.

"Walk!"

But Wang Dong's reaction was faster than her.

Almost as soon as the female warrior finished speaking, Wang Dong's figure was already at the door of the ancestral hall.

The female warrior whose bloodline had already surged was very conspicuous on the hillside outside the ancestral hall.

Her figure looked much thinner than these female Barkpack warriors, and at this time, there was a faint pink halo on her body flashing.

The female warrior of the Barkha tribe named Huiruo was very blushed.

She was both nervous and a little sibling.

Huili's figure appeared behind Wang Dong, "Don't panic, and do your best to perceive your natal echo!"

A strange look also appeared on Wang Dong's face.

He discovered a similar fluctuation of spiritual energy, but he didn't want to give the female warrior who was about to awaken his bloodline talent, so he immediately lowered his head slightly and calmed down.

Calm emotions can be contagious.

The female Bardou warrior on the hillside was obviously not that nervous.
Chapter completed!