Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 125 Time Chart
"Clang~"

"Ding Dong~"

"Ding Dong~"

The thousand bells trembled, Kongyin heard it, and a strange bell sounded in every golden fairy's heart.

A bell hung above the heads of the hundreds of golden immortals, and the ringing of the bell made the primordial spirit lose their mind.

There is a bell in a bell, and there is no one in a hundred golden bells, just like a hundred birds competing to sing, and like all things singing together.

Surprise flashed in the eyes of the old man, and he stood with his hands behind his back in the golden sound waves that swept in, his beard and hair flying, his feet stepping on the void to generate fire ripples, and the double waves of gold and fire vibrated between the heaven and the earth.

"That's right, you are actually able to get involved with the supernatural powers of sound and Tao. Among my Phoenix Clan, you can be regarded as the best of the Golden Immortals."

Qingling stretched out his hand and turned, as if something was flying across the sky in the void, but it seemed like there was nothing.

He said lightly: "Of course it can't be compared with the Feng clan's innate proficiency in sound."

Qingling has a million years under the building tree and listens to the sounds of thousands of birds. There are joyful, mournful, newborn, courtship, reproduction, dying, and the singing of all birds enters the ears and the heart.

From the sounds of birds and birds, he heard the sounds of animals, and from the sounds of birds and animals, he heard the sounds of withered vegetation, lush mountains, and flowing water.

Since entering the country, Fang has stepped into the sound channel.

After millions of years of silence, Qing Ling began to comprehend the way of sound while practicing Qi and rejuvenating his mind.In the land of Duguang, he is comparable to Da Neng. After a million years of Da Neng's hard work, he will naturally achieve something.

His sound channel is from the sound of all animals and all things, to the sound of all living beings in the four fields, from which the sound enters the sound of the earth, and then enters the sound of heaven from the sound of all living beings stepping on the sound of the earth.

The voice of the sky is high and unpredictable, the voices of all beings are complex and changeable, and the voices of the earth are silent and magnificent.

The three tones merged into one, and he created a range of sounds, a world made up of ten thousand tones.

The old man walked slowly, stepping out of a sea of ​​flames, where the blazing real fire rolled over was red.

His redness is infecting the world, behind him is a boundless sea of ​​fire, and the mighty red fire carries supreme pressure, exorcising evil spirits, destroying delusion and straightening the gods, it really is the bird of Chongming that protects righteousness.

"Fellow Daoist, the Quartet Boundary has been broken, and it's time for you to be punished."

The huge figure of the old man is like a god judging demons, like the righteousness of heaven and earth exorcising demons and expelling yin, and the sea of ​​fire crashing down is like judging hell.

Qing Ling raised his head and looked up into the sky. At this moment, a smile finally appeared on his face, "If you want to punish the gods, you must learn from the world. You are not worthy."

Chongming shook his head and said: "To me, the strong are respected, there is no so-called nobility of gods."

The sea of ​​flames in the sky is like a hell world falling from the sky. Fire is everywhere, flames come from eight directions, flames come from ten directions, and the world of red fire falls. Under the old man, no one can escape, and there is nowhere to escape.

Qingling stepped out with one step, and the god appeared, with a snake tail, accompanied by wind and rain on the left and right, and thousands of trees crawling in front and behind.

"Chongming, it's still too late to get away. Do you really want to fight me to the death?"

The old man Chongming stood on the sea of ​​flames in the sky, with the power of the flames falling in all directions, and he could not resist everything, he was more like a god than a god.He raised his voice and laughed loudly: "The four realms have been broken, but Xiao Daoer, is it easy to catch you?"

Qing Ling's eyes turned cold for a moment, he was scruples that the other party was a great power of the Phoenix clan, but he wanted me to die, so I naturally let him have a bad death!
The lines between the eyebrows flickered, and below the sea of ​​flames that filled the sky, there was a spring breeze blowing slowly.

"rise!"

Qing Ling's sleeves fluttered, the power of the brows opened, and the ten acres of Qingyun stretched.

There is a vast wave between the heaven and the earth, and under the sea of ​​fire, which is less than ten thousand feet above the ground, an ancient map is slowly unfolded. The ancient map is the ridge of the sky horizontally, and the sky and the earth vertically. Inside the map is a beautiful river and mountain.

There is the sound of the breeze, the sound of high mountains and flowing water, the cry of thousands of beasts, the sounds of heaven and earth, and the sounds of all living beings construct a sound field, and the sound field is combined with the map of the preface of spring, and everything becomes real.

The old man Chongming was startled, never thought that this son could condense ten acres of Qingyun vastness.But he was startled but not panicked, all kinds of flowers and five energies bloomed above his head, and a vast hundred acres of Qingyun hung out.

Although it is ten times that of Qingling, you must know that he has worked hard for hundreds of yuan to get to where he is today, and the other party is just a fake big Luo at the moment and already has ten acres of Qingyun.

Under the hundred acres of celestial clouds, the already vast world of Hell Inferno swelled up and completely enveloped the vibrant and prosperous scene of spring.

The old man smiled lightly, and was about to say a few words, but suddenly found that the phantom of the ancient green wood map still existed in the sea of ​​fire.

He frowned slightly, his hands pressed down through the void, and the world of the sea of ​​fire also fell under the world of Qingmu Gutu.

Qing Ling stretched out his hand to point out, and softly shouted: "Life and Death Ritual Turn!"

The Qingmu Gutu instantly transformed into a layer of light curtain of life and death, extending tens of thousands of miles. The black and white life and death energy rotated like a big hole. The endless black and white hole expanded gradually, and it actually completely swallowed this falling hell world.

And the spring scene on the Ancient Green Wood Map has finally begun to turn into a summer scene!

The hot summer under the control of the Dao of Life and Death, absorbing the power of Hell from the Dao of Life and Death in Black and White, evolved a round of hot sun on the sky.

The old man Chongming looked surprised, and said: "Without the power of the four directions, how can you still have the ability to suppress life and death?"

Qingling smiled lightly and said: "I have a wide palm, but I don't rely on others. The four directions are all mine, and if the four directions are not broken, I will not fall into the realm of great power!"

The old man Chongming said coldly: "It turns out that the calculation is here!"

He always thought that Qingling ordered his subordinates to guard the four boundary areas to prevent the area from getting out of control and falling into the sky, but he didn't expect that the problem was actually on the four boundary markers!

The monument in all directions is not only attached to the spirit of Qingling, but also connected to the roots of Jianmu through the depths of the earth. Wherever the roots of Jianmu are scattered, where is his mighty power.

"It's the old man who underestimated you. But today you still have to walk with me!"

As soon as the words fell, the old man suddenly disappeared and turned into a magnificent giant bird of one million feet. With the spread of its wings, it covered the boundless sky. The terrifying aura, the aura of a top predator, made everyone fearful.

The divine bird of Chongming descends bright light from the sky, and the vastness of the surrounding fields is filled with only the red light of the sky.Once Da Luo Jinxian's body was revealed, he crushed the fighting spirit of all living beings with an invincible will.

Qing Ling sneered, stretched out his hand to take it, flipped the map in midsummer, and one side of the map became a world. Unlike the old man's world of Hell, which fell slowly, his ancient map world overturned in just a moment, covering the body of Da Luo.

The Chongming Bird was included in the midsummer time map, and Qingling put the midsummer time map under Jianmu without hesitation.

It was wishful thinking to trap Da Luo Jinxian with a volume of ancient pictures.But Gu Tu, who was being suppressed by Jianmu, was so determined that even Tu and his people were suppressed under Jianmu.

Don't say that the old man Chongming escaped, even if Qingling wanted to take out the ancient map, he couldn't do it.

This is the way to kill one thousand enemies and harm oneself by eight hundred!
But he was also compensated.

The nourishment of Taiyi, the Golden Immortal of the four clans who invaded Duguang in front of him.

This reminded Qingling that he was still a flower grower.

(End of this chapter)