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Chapter 60 The Freshmen at the Boneyard (Please recommend)
The sudden change made Li Yang put down the Destiny Clan in his hands, and held his breath to look at the incredible scene in front of him.

The highest mountain peak seemed to be split by the ax that opened the sky, making a shocking sound of breaking. Half of the cliff was like an avalanche, sliding down the unreachable bottom of the cliff along the huge crack from bottom to top.

The Frost Dragon and Blizzard King standing there felt all this in fear, and wanted to run to a safe place, but they were too slow to move in time.

Two huge ice and snow dragons howled in horror, the new patriarch and patriarch bit their necks tightly, they were powerless.

With a void under his feet, he fell down the cliff with the broken stone——

It got smaller and smaller, until it was swallowed by the dark abyss, leaving only a whine echoing over the cliff.

Boom!

After a while, with another vibration under the feet, there was a violent impact sound from the bottom of the cliff.

everything is over.

The blizzard was still falling fiercely, the wind was howling, and the blade-like cold wind was carrying egg-sized snowflakes, smashing towards the mountainous area.

As if everything that happened just now did not exist, like a dream, completely covered by the snow.

Originally, this mountainous area was still resounding with battle explosions and violent roars, but at this time, with the crashing sound at the bottom of the cliff, everything became quiet.

The Ice Winged Dragon and the Frost Dragon who escaped by chance remained motionless, staring blankly at the direction of the dark cliff bottom, snowflakes fell on them, as if they had become ice sculptures.

Li Yang's heart was pounding, heavy snow passed through his body, blurring his vision.

The situation will always develop in an uncontrollable direction
This accident, he, the creator, did not expect it.

He didn't know how to comment on the fight.

Tie?Miserable victory?
But for Li Yang, he has already lost.

With the death of the previous three major powers, and the death of the new patriarch, patriarch, and ice dragon, there are no good genes in the ice pterosaur group.

Although the genes in a population are the same, there are also advantages and disadvantages. Only excellent genes have the possibility of evolution.

He deduced this way, the ice pterosaur group still has no signs of further evolution, let alone the remaining crooked melons and dates.

Because of the sudden fracture of the rock formation, more than half of the Blizzard Kings fell off the cliff, and the blizzard caused by them slowly stopped.

Two ice and snow dragons fell to the bottom of the cliff, and the hope of the frost dragon group was completely wiped out.

The joint resistance of the two races was unsuccessful.

But it didn't fail.

They drove the ice pterosaur group to the point of genocide, and made this group of powerful rulers feel the fear and shame they once had.

If there is no new patriarch who takes over in the chaos of war and ends the battle in extreme ways, then they will win.

But no matter what, the Ice Wing Dragon won.

The ice pterosaurs got the news in advance, and they were fast enough to flap their wings and hide in a safe place before the cliff collapsed.

Now they have enough power to defeat the remaining Frost Dragon and Blizzard King.

This time, the ice pterosaur didn't hold back, and didn't choose to enslave them again, but cut grass and roots.

With the complete death of the Blizzard King population, a year later, the climate here warmed up and the ice and snow melted.

This mountain area has once again changed back to its previous appearance.

It's just that the group of Ice Winged Dragons soaring in the sky proudly on the top of the mountain is different.

In just a few days, the ice pterosaur group has experienced many coups and alternations of leadership, and those who held power have all died.

No one wants to compete for the patriarchship again.

After humility, an extremely conservative ice pterosaur was elected as the next patriarch.

The clan mother never imagined that the position of patriarch that it had fought so hard for was easily won by an inconspicuous clansman.

Maybe a little ironic, but that's the reality.

The snow melted from the snow changed the environment here. Young shoots grew between the mountains and at the foot of the mountains, and the shrubs that could bear small red fruits grew again on the mountainside. The seeds left by the Blizzard King made this place a a jungle.

The conservative new patriarch did not make any substantial contribution to the subsequent development of the ethnic group. He ordered the clansmen to start living in trees and build nests, hunt small animals on trees or eat fruits and young leaves.

They began to adapt to the jungle environment.

And he didn't dare to play fancy tricks anymore, even if he found a suitable source of meat, he didn't choose to be locked up for slavery.

After this turmoil, the remaining group of ice pterosaurs changed from carnivorous to omnivorous.

The tyrannical king who should have soared proudly in the sky, fought fiercely with his prey, and drank blood and flesh, has become a weak race like a hyena living in a dry nest.

The remaining ice pterosaurs are already a vulgar group without the slightest ambition and blood.

On the top of the cliff, there is no longer the figure of the ice pterosaur raising its head proudly and jumping off the bone at the bottom of the cliff.

As long as you raise your head, you can eat leaves. Those ice pterosaurs who are too old to fly can live on until they die as long as they want to.

Seeing this, Li Yang curled his lips in extreme disappointment.

This is not the result he wanted, even contrary to what he expected.

He wanted to overturn it and start over again, but it was not easy after such a long deduction, but he had seen the group of ice winged dragons like the kings of the sky.

The current ice pterosaur group doesn't even have one-tenth of their courage.

He didn't end the simulation, slowed down the flow of time, hung up the phone and exited, leaving the next evolution to the system.

It was very late now, Li Yang stretched out tiredly, washed his face and went to sleep.

However, in the simulated synthesis space that is on-hook, the evolutionary deduction is still going on.

What is undergoing mutation is not the ice pterosaurs on the mountainside who have adapted to life in the jungle.

Rather, at the bottom of the cliff.

The place where their ethnic groups once buried their bones, the bottom of the mountain.

When the ice pterosaurs of all ages were too old to fly and could not find food by themselves, they would jump off the cliff from the top of the highest mountain and end their lives with a proud attitude.

This has been the case in the past dynasties, and countless bloody ice pterosaur bones have been accumulated here.

In addition, there are the old patriarchs who were defeated and thrown their bodies here, the throne grabbers whose chests were pierced by dark knives, and the assassins who were dragged down.

There are also two huge ice and snow dragons that fell here as the cliff broke, the Frost Dragon and the Blizzard King, as well as the new patriarch and patriarch.

The new life that is evolving is in the body of the patriarch.

An elf egg that has not yet hatched is gestating.

Until one day, there was movement at the bottom of this silent cliff.

The matriarch doesn't know who this child is, but its genes are undoubtedly the best. Although the matriarch does everything she can, not everyone can have a relationship with it

This egg was not born, everything around her became bitingly cold, and the entire placenta was frozen without any warmth.

A kind of cold power continuously gathers towards it from the bottom of the cliff full of bones, from its mother's limbs and skeletons.

It should have died before it was born, but under this power, it slowly developed and formed, absorbed the power of extreme cold, and accepted the pure blood of its ancestors.

It was in this environment that it was born.

Click.

With a crisp sound, the ice cube stained with black and red blood cracked, and the cracks slowly expanded, gradually spreading like a spider's web.

The canyon was terribly silent, but the sound that came out at this time was even more terrifying.

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