"Senior, the Duye tribe is one of the Lingzhi tribes that was lost on the mainland, and our tribe is sparsely populated.

Only some very ancient races from the lost continent may know about it, so it is very possible that the seniors don’t know about it!”

The old man in gray shirt answered respectfully, and Li Yan suddenly understood.

"Oh, it turns out to be a rare spiritual plant species!"

The race of spiritual plants is very rare in both the Desolate Moon Continent and the Forgotten Continent. Their first ancestors were all ordinary plants that did not have spiritual intelligence activated.

It is hundreds of times more difficult to transform than monsters and monsters. Their bodies cannot move and can only be deeply rooted in one place.

Only with God's favor can one grow up in a place rich in spiritual energy or demonic energy by chance.

I don’t know how many years have passed, despite the wind, rain, thunder and lightning year after year.

Slowly, a trace of spiritual wisdom will be born, and then you will know how to actively absorb the essence of heaven and earth, until finally you can transform and walk.

Therefore, there have never been many races of spiritual plants, and Li Yan has not been in contact with the Lost Continent for a long time, so it makes sense that he does not know about the Du Ye tribe.

However, Li Yan knew that spiritual plant races were not very rare in all places in the mortal world. It was completely opposite in Qingqing Continent.

It is said that Qingqing Continent is dominated by spiritual plant races, followed by elves and other monster races.

"Then, can you tell me why you were chased by those two people?"

Li Yan suddenly changed the topic again, and at the same time glanced at the four mutilated corpses not far away.

His unformulated questioning made the three people, who had already relaxed a little, stiffen their bodies at the same time.
Chapter completed!