Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 113 Immortal
"Then I'm just a tool man?" Qing Ling couldn't help laughing, "I'm really miserable.

Well, I've detoxified you nine times, and the last time is short, Luo Shenghua will be gone, and you can go back to Feng Clan and continue to do your work. "

Qu asked hesitantly, "Is this the last time, the biggest time?"

"Of course it is. That's why I'm afraid I'll just suck your essence dry. That's why I let you cultivate for another hundred years." Qing Ling cast a glance at him, and couldn't help laughing.

The color of the curved face is slightly white, as if thinking of something, there is some discoloration on the face. "Then I'll wait a little longer. Anyway, it's the last time, and it's not too far away from three to five hundred years."

Bai Fu stayed on the sidelines and watched the two big men say something he didn't understand.Are you really still a child?Don't understand the world of adults?

Qing Ling didn't answer, just smiled and continued on.

This is a place where plains and mountains are mixed. Since the defeat of the Toad Clan, desperadoes from the chaotic land have entered one after another.

On a waist-high plain of dandelions, the three of them walked among the dandelion bushes, and the white flocs fluttered like snow and rain.

The sky cleared up, the setting sun and sunset covered the sky, and the setting sun shone on the flower fields. The three of them strolled leisurely. The flower fields covered thousands of miles of land, and the white catkins surrounded Qingling, like gods, immortals and elves.

The affinity of the God of Spring, in this field of flowers, endless white catkins gather to protect the Qingling.

Bai Fu raised his head and said blankly: "Shangshen is really a god-man!"

Qingling looked back at this moment and smiled, the setting sun shone through her eyes, the fragrance of flowers, the gods, the setting sun, and the sky seemed to be forbidden by time, and all the disputes receded, only the eyes, just the eyes, brilliant and pure.

The ray of sunlight shines through the eyes of Qu Yan, the spring breeze blows across the sea of ​​flowers, the sky is filled with white flocculents dancing, the god smiles, and the young man's fiery heart is disturbed, the light dispels the darkness, the god descends to the world, he appears in his world, and becomes eternal Redemption exists.

In the endless sea of ​​flowers, a phantom of a girl in white condensed on the endless flower field, turned into a spirit, and bowed respectfully to Qingling and said: "The little god pays homage to the God of Spring."

Qing Ling was slightly surprised, and said with a smile: "Why are you so godlike?"

The girl has fluttering white hair, and her breath is light and soft, as elegant as a fairy, as noble as a god.

"The little god is Beixu, the dandelion flower god in Duguang, and he is in charge of the 52-mile sea of ​​flowers. The front is a fierce place, so I want to persuade the god not to go."

Qingling smiled and said: "Thank you, Flower God. But I have no obstacles to my trip. Step back."

The flower god Beixu had no choice but to bow down and say goodbye.

Qu looked up at the direction in which Beixu Chunshen was leaving, with a slight twinkle in his eyes.

Qingling walked through the sea of ​​flowers for thousands of miles without hurrying, and the place where he entered his eyes was the boundless field of corpse mountains.

When he walked into this land of absolute resentment, countless unjust souls wandering in the wilderness stagnated one after another, raised their lowered heads, and saw a touch of green clothes that did not belong to this dead zone with their resentful pupils.

In the cloudy sky, an old man in black robe looked at Qing Ling.

Qing Ling also raised her head at the same time, meeting the pupils of the old man through thousands of ghosts.

The old man sighed faintly: "The old man just wants to occupy a place to raise his remnants.

Fellow Daoists, please detour. "

Qingling said with a half-smile: "Fellow Daoist Taiyi is consummated, so why is he willing to stop under Daluo? This dead zone is your method, right?"

There was a strange look in the old man's brows and eyes, as if he had never met such a stunned person, and he didn't cover up at all, and he didn't mean to be hypocritical.

"Friends of Taoism have good eyesight, good knowledge, and good courage. Since you are here, let's add three points to my Immortal Dao Domain."

Qing Ling shook his head and said helplessly, "Your Excellency doesn't have this strength yet."

The pretense faded from the old man's eyes, and sarcasm leaked out, and he said: "Your Excellency is too confident, since I have entered the realm of immortality, even God will bow to me!"

The corners of Qing Ling's mouth turned up slightly, without the slightest fear, his heart was as quiet as a pool of water, with an elegant and fairy air.

The old man pushed out his hands again and again, and the black dead energy in this dead area surged like a tide, and countless innocent souls flew in, the number is endless.At the same time, the death energy of the Undead Dao Domain is rampant, and the four directions of the world are sealed. If you step in and then step out, it will be difficult to open the sky.

In his Immortal Dao Domain, the law of death energy is the core of the Dao Domain. He is immortal in the Immortal Dao Domain, and the endless death energy is immortal.Even if the digital Taiyi Daxiu stepped into it, he might not be able to get out.He wanted to take a look at this kid, he was talking big, how strong was he?
Qingling shook his head with a little regret, stretched out his hand and waved his sleeves, Zhushen shot, cut through the void along a ray of space, and almost flashed between the old man's eyebrows.

This is the extremely fast application of space laws.It is a trace of the space law realized by Qing Ling's comprehension of Mi Tiansuo's innate Taoism.

The chaotic divine power of the Four Elephants shatters all dharmas, and the God of Punishment, which has been nourished for a long time as the god of Qingling, grows stronger day by day and transforms every year, and the sharpness of his arrows has been sharpened hundreds of millions of times by him.

An arrow pierces and shrinks, almost at the speed of light, but the old man's reaction is faster.

A ghostly head emerged between the eyebrows, swallowing the God-killing edge in one gulp, and at the same time, the body and soul flickered with lifeless energy, and the old man was about to pull away.

But at the next moment, the Qing Ling on the ground said leisurely: "At the moment of life and death, Luo Shenghua blooms."

A blood-colored spiritual flower suddenly bloomed from the old man's soul and grew out of his body. When the bud bloomed, the God-Zhu arrow shot out, and the God-Zhu needle shot into the center of his eyebrow.

Huge pain spread all over the old man's body, and the primordial spirit was pierced with a needle, and a huge and bright Luosheng flower was cultivated.

His soul and body had collapsed, and his eyes were filled with fear and despair.

The old man didn't realize until his death that the young man in front of him might be a big Luo.

But he didn't know after his death that it was only Taiyi who killed him.

A world appeared above Qingling's head, black and white, life and death guide, countless wronged souls were sucked into the world, turned into fly ash and scattered on the world of life and death as nourishment.

The dead air surged like a tide, and 9000 million living beings in all directions died tragically here, and were turned into ghosts by the old man, without any wisdom.Now being turned into fly ash by Qingling, it can be regarded as a relief.

The realm of the undead is scattered, and the immortals here are also dead.

Dealing with him with death is the old man's biggest mistake.The two paths of life and death are one, and the Qingling who comprehends the prosperity of life and death, the power of the path is no longer comparable to that of Taiyi Daxiu.

It can even be said that his strength has surpassed Taiyi's category, but he has not stepped into Daluo's category.

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, the heavy rain was majestic, and the rain was scattered like a wilderness, and the lifelessness was gone.

Behind him, Qu and Bai Fu came slowly.

They saw the figure in Tsing Yi in the majestic heavy rain, planting a nine-petal flower as bright as blood.

The heaven and the earth are raining, and the Dao of a Taiyi Daxiu was cut off by the Qingling, planted in this flower, buried in the soil, and neither returned to the sky nor entered the earth, just hanging in the many bloody flowers, because the Dao There is no death, so flowers are invincible.

If you are undefeated, you will not die.Therefore, Luo Shenghua is also an immortal flower.

Qingling turned around, the gloomy sky was heavy with heavy rain, and the dim sky made the atmosphere a little depressing.

"I will plant flowers here in the future."

(End of this chapter)