Chapter 444 The 21st Century

Suddenly hearing the sound of a bird on her shoulder, Jing Miaoyi was startled, with a trace of panic on her face, but she quickly calmed down, and a flash of shock flashed in her eyes.

She took a deep breath, slowly turned her head, her eyes fell on the bright-colored bird on her shoulder, and asked in a low tone:

"Excuse me...which god are you?"

The little bird in front of me is obviously no ordinary bird. It must be one of the gods from the ancient mythological era.

Otherwise, how could he have such terrifying strength after tens of millions of years?

Moreover, judging from what the little bird said just now, it obviously recognized Pei Jun's inheritance at a glance. This kind of vision and strength are definitely not what ordinary monsters can possess.

Upon hearing Jing Miaoyi's inquiry, the little bird on her shoulder blinked its smart eyes, with a strange light shining in its eyes.

It did not directly answer Jing Miaoyi's question, but raised its head, looked around, and heard a clear voice:

"What era is it now?"

The little bird did not answer Jing Miaoyi's question, but looked up into the distance, as if seeing the scene of the earth through the endless mystery on the top of Kunlun Mountain.

Its eyes were shining brightly, as if it wanted to understand the changes in the entire world.

Jing Miaoyi hesitated for a moment. She really didn't know how to describe the current era to the god in front of her, so she could only answer hesitantly:

"The twenty-first century."

Then he added: "About tens of millions of years have passed since the ancient mythological era, but we don't know the specific time."

Hearing Jing Miaoyi's words, Xiaoniao's twinkling eyes suddenly paused and murmured to himself in a low voice:

"Ancient mythology era?"

Then he sighed: "Millions of years? I didn't expect that time has passed so long."

A trace of sadness flashed in the bird's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

It raised its head and asked: "So, how does the strength of this era compare with...the ancient mythological era?"

When the ancient mythical era was mentioned, Xiaoniao's tone seemed a little unnatural, as if he was trying to adapt to this new name. However, it went on to say:

"Probably not comparable."

Xiaoniao said to himself: "The inheritance of the true king only has this kind of strength now."

It turned to look at Jing Miaoyi again, its eyes full of doubts and dissatisfaction, "And you, the dragon girl, can't even condense the body of a true dragon..."

Then, the little bird looked around, scanning the whole world with his eyes, with a hint of disappointment in his tone, "And I look across the land today, and I can't find anyone stronger than you two!"

As the words deepened, the look in Xiaoniao's eyes became more solemn, as if he was carrying endless pressure.

At the end, Jing Miaoyi actually saw the worry and despair on Xiaoniao's face that only humans have!

This surprised her, and she couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Jing Miaoyi hesitated for a moment, then decided to explain:

"Because this era has been less than two years since the birth of the myth..."

Hearing Jing Miaoyi's words, the little bird looked startled, as if something important had suddenly occurred to him. It asked eagerly: "Two years?"

"Did Tong Tian Di Jue just dissipate?"

The little bird looked up at the sky, his eyes deep and focused, as if he could penetrate the layers of clouds and see the mystery above the sky.

Then, it shook its head and said to itself: "No wonder the spiritual energy in the world is so thin!"

After a moment of silence, the bird turned its eyes to Jing Miaoyi again. This time its eyes became much softer, and with a hint of admiration, it said slowly:

"It seems like you two are quite talented... quite a chance."

After saying that, Xiaoniao looked at Jing Miaoyi with a little more interest and sparkle in her eyes, as if she had seen a fun toy, but she still shook her head and said:

"but......."

The little bird sighed, as if he had endless helplessness.

Jing Miaoyi couldn't help but frown and asked, "But what?"

The little bird looked at the passage ahead and the countless gods sealed under the Kunlun Mountains, and said in a leisurely tone:

"You may be talented, but God... won't give you time!"

Xiaoniao's voice turned completely cold, and Jing Miaoyi even heard the harsh murderous intent in it. This murderous intent exploded in her ears like a real substance, making her face turn pale and her body tremble involuntarily. stand up.

At the same time, a horrific picture emerged in her mind - endless blood, piles of corpses, and the bloody smell that filled the air, as if she was in a hellish scene.

This feeling was so real that it made her hair stand on end and she couldn't extricate herself!

This frightened Jing Miaoyi. Fortunately, Xiaoniao's pressure was not directed at her, so it dissipated in an instant. However, this also made Jing Miaoyi's eyes look at Xiaoniao much more frightened again.

At the same time, I became a lot more cautious. In fact, the size and appearance of the bird made people subconsciously ignore its strength!

However, just when Jing Miaoyi looked more serious and cautious, she heard Xiaoniao say in a deep voice: "So..." Xiaoniao's voice paused, and Jing Miaoyi turned her head to look at Xiaoniao.

Then Jing Miaoyi saw Xiaoniao looking at her extremely seriously and solemnly, which made Jing Miaoyi subconsciously become nervous, and her heart even started to beat rapidly.

However, unexpectedly, just when Jing Miaoyi was extremely nervous, the bird's voice suddenly changed to a crisp tone, and she cried softly:

"So, are you willing to accept my inheritance?"

"Inheritance?" Jing Miaoyi looked shocked and couldn't help shouting.

She widened her eyes and stared at the bird closely, as if she wanted to find the answer in its eyes. She never imagined that Xiaoniao would make such a request.

She had expected to hear some shocking secrets or important information, but now it was completely beyond her expectation.

"This..." Jing Miaoyi felt that her brain was a little sluggish, and she didn't know how to respond for a while.

Seeing Jing Miaoyi's surprise, Xiaoniao looked slightly anxious and immediately repeated:

"God may come at any time, and it is impossible to compete with the current strength."

"But... accepting my inheritance, although it is not said to be able to compete with God, it can make you go much faster on this road!"

The little bird was quite proud at the end.

Hearing Xiaoniao's proud words, Jing Miaoyi, whose brain had not yet calmed down, suddenly asked:

"Can it compare to the True Lord's disciples?"

Jing Miaoyi didn't know why she suddenly asked such rude words, maybe it was because of the pride in Xiaoniao's words.

Jing Miaoyi regretted it after asking, and the bird next to her got angry and killed her directly!