The Nine-Life Demon clan is busy here now. All kinds of things need to be dealt with. I can't help here either. I simply left here with the three-legged bird.
The three-legged birds have chosen their footholds, not far from the edge of the nine-powered demon range, in a vast mountain range.
This is not a land of picturesque scenery, but it smells like into the badlands. Even the small demon ethnic groups in the demon land will not choose this place as their habitat.
The three-legged bird chose to settle here, and it was really secret.
Originally, I was not optimistic about the environment here, but when I followed the three-legged bird into the mountains and passed through the dense miasma, I saw a fresh and incomparable picture.
Green mountains and green waters, birds and flowers, huge valleys, and large waterfalls are just a paradise.