I am the first person in the prehistoric world

Chapter 490
Gao Xiaosong returned to Jiuyuanmen, informed the headmaster, and did not take the teleportation formation anymore, and flew south with Dapeng.

It was a long journey, but the patriarch Guang Chengzi did not specify when he would arrive at the ancestral court. Gao Xiaosong took a long vacation for himself. I really miss the various flavors of fruits in the mountains and forests.

The human race has completely occupied the northeast corner of the wilderness at this time, and most of the sects are in the north, and the Jiuyuan sect is no exception. With the current speed of Dapeng's current speed of one million miles in an instant, it will take thousands of years to fly without sleep to reach the mountain. Cave.

Although the patriarch did not say when he would arrive, since the ancestral court mentioned the reelection of the ancestral court, it would be better for him to arrive before the reelection, which would also be beneficial for the seniors of the sect to arrange.

Gao Xiaosong made a careful calculation, and there are still 8000 years before the end of Huogu's rotation. As long as he arrives at the ancestral court within 8000 years, he should be fine. According to Dapeng's footsteps, this journey is relatively easy. Spend a lot of time wandering in the mountains and forests.

The human race occupied such a huge amount of territory, and the original ruling race was naturally wiped out. The ancestral court spent a lot of effort to move countless tribes to these new territories. The tribe migrated to the northern border, exhausting the Daluos in the ancestral court to the point of vomiting blood.

According to the cognition of hundreds of millions of prehistoric races, the human race is now almost filling the entire northern border.

But in fact, Gao Xiaosong flew all the way, and rarely met human races face to face. There are about thousand human races living within a radius of ten thousand miles. If you want to meet human races in the mountains and forests, you really need excellent luck.

But this kind of population density far exceeds that of the hundreds of millions of prehistoric races. For those intelligent races, an adult tribe must occupy at least a thousand miles of land to live well.

With a radius of tens of thousands of miles, there are barely a hundred tribesmen, which is more than ten times less than that of the human tribe.

But the human race still lives very nourishingly. First, because the human race is small and consumes less daily energy. Second, because more than half of the human race’s food is no longer dependent on hunting. A sufficient amount of spiritual fruit is provided for the people to enjoy.

Gao Xiaosong would occasionally go to the human race's spiritual fruit forest, usually picking someone to pick a rare fruit to try out, but most of the time, he still wandered in the deserted mountains, where there are longer-growing, A high-level spiritual fruit that contains more powerful spiritual power.

When encountering a spirit beast that is about to cultivate into an immortal, he would slaughter it without hesitation, and have a barbecue banquet with Dapeng.

All the way to the south.

There are many clouds in the prehistoric area. From the ground, there are large cloud layers every tens of thousands of feet, blocking the line of sight up and down. There are exactly nine layers up to a million feet, which may be the source of the Nine Heavens.

Above one million feet is the boundless and vast sky, above which is the heavenly realm, and the distance in the middle is measured in trillions of trillions of miles.

Ordinary prehistoric monks, flying and rushing, fighting and fighting, are basically in this space.

There are no fixed clouds here, only light clouds that are constantly drifting, with a wide field of vision, and there are many mountain peaks above one million feet standing out at the foot, surrounded by clouds and fog, the mountains are either shaded by trees, or peaks and cliffs Steep and varied.

There are countless prehistoric mountains, but those above one million feet are the minority. Therefore, the peaks that can stand out from the clouds below must be extremely far apart. From a distance, they are like fairy islands in a fairyland. The beauty of the fairyland is nothing more than that.

If he is not on his way, Dapeng likes to rush into the sea of ​​clouds below, rushing down layer by layer, stirring up the clouds for thousands of miles.

On this day, the two found a forest, caught a spirit beast to barbecue, ate a few good fruits, drank some wine, and started to fly southward leisurely.

During the digesting stage, Dapeng didn't show his real body, but shrunk his body to about feet, and kept going up and down in the clouds, having a great time.

Flying only hundreds of thousands of miles, the roc rushed straight down from the clouds, just passed the fifth floor, and was still 50 million feet away from the ground, when he heard a loud shout: "You are so brave, watch!"

A short copper rod came straight from bottom to top.

Dapeng was startled, subconsciously waved his right wing, and slapped it on the short copper rod.

Unexpectedly, the short copper rod was extremely heavy, and with a 'poof' sound, Dapeng's right wing almost broke off, and Gao Xiaosong was almost thrown out from the side of his body.

"Aww~~~~~~"

"who?"

Gao Xiaosong was furious, but he did not lose his mind, and shouted loudly.

Dapeng was so painful that he almost shed tears, and shouted loudly: "Who cares, just hit him."

On the route of the roc's flight, a young man was standing on the ground, looking up, holding a huge tree trunk in his hand, and was grilling his prey in a pile of raging flames. , want to practice with my young master?"

Dapeng was furious, threw Gao Xiaosong from one side of his body, flapped his wings, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

Gao Xiaosong shouted: "Dapeng, don't hurt anyone!"

Judging by the aura exuded by the young man on the ground, it should be in the realm of the Golden Immortal, but the ordinary Golden Immortal of the human race is no more than a Dapeng.

The barbecue skewer in the young man's hand disappeared in an instant. With a move of his hand, he grabbed the short copper rod that flew back, raised it high above his head, and slammed it upwards.

The huge force moved, and there was a faint roar of space vibration. Gao Xiaosong's face changed, and he shouted: "Doc, be careful!"

The roc had already appeared in front of the young man, and its huge roc claws swung down to meet the short copper rod.

The roc, who was always strong and strong, once again underestimated the power of the short copper rod. His claws were in severe pain, and he almost lost consciousness. He spread his wings and quickly got away from the terrifying short copper rod.

The young man snorted, waved his right hand, and struck out the short copper rod again, heading towards the roc's wings.

Gao Xiaosong was furious, with a move of consciousness, a small flag unfurled in the wind and appeared in front of Dapeng, blocking the path of the short copper rod.

The short copper rod was smashed down without hesitation, and the small flag flashed fluorescent light, resisting the short copper rod with infinite power just now, and could not advance an inch.

The young man was stunned, snorted, the copper rod disappeared instantly, and in the next moment, it was divided into hundreds of copper rods, each with a dull whistling, and smashed at the flying roc again.

Gao Xiaosong's face was very ugly, and the small flag fluttered, covering the sky and covering the earth, blocking all the copper rods.

Seeing this, the young man commanded the copper rod to continue attacking, while pulling out a flying sword, and shouted: "Look at the sword!"

The flying sword grew bigger against the wind, and instantly became the size of Zhang Xu. It flew across a distance of tens of Zhang, and struck Gao Xiaosong head-on.

The sword was powerful, completely locked all Gao Xiaosong's escape routes, the sharp blade cut open the space, separated Gao Xiaosong, and prevented Gao Xiaosong from using any spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Gao Xiaosong glanced at Dapeng who had already avoided the young man's attack, and snorted, a small hammer rose from his head, carrying purple lightning, it reached the tip of the flying sword in a flash, and tapped it lightly.

"Boom~~~~~~"

The flying sword's downward movement was stopped by the small hammer, and the huge vibration ripples scattered to the surroundings. The young man stretched out his hand and wiped away all the force hitting the ground.

The young man shouted loudly, and the flying sword emitted a radiant light, firmly resisting the erosion of the purple hammer and lightning, and suddenly got away, swam quickly, and stabbed thousands of swords at Gao Xiaosong in an instant.

Gao Xiaosong watched the young man stop the force of the bombardment, his heart moved, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he commanded the purple electric hammer to slam it wildly, blocking all the stabs of the flying sword.

As soon as his mind moved, the purple electric hammer flashed suddenly and hit the sword body. The flying sword let out a mournful cry, fell down, and flew back into the young man's body.

Dapeng has turned into a bird, standing on Gao Xiaosong's shoulder, excitedly said: "Smash him, grill him into a skewer!"

(End of this chapter)