Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 141 Falling Dragon
The mother-in-law returned to Xishan, built the top of the tree, and sat alone as Qingling again.

From then on, Duguang not only had a powerful Taoist Qingxuan, but also an ancestor of the snake clan.

Qingling Yuanshen regulates the vitality of Jianmu, introduces the Taoist body, and the greenness walks through the meridians and dantian, soothing the whole body, and the hidden scars in the flesh and blood are gradually repaired.

To hide the injuries in the body of the big Luo powerhouses is not just pretending, he even has to control every wound in the body, every time the Four Seasons Time Map is broken, it will shock his internal organs.

But Qingling Yuanshen controls the displacement of flesh and blood in the body, and hides every scar under every scale of his body. The snake scales are tightly closed, and the body of the gods and spirits can shield themselves.

The brilliance flashed, the tail of the snake swayed three thousand feet, hanging down on the top of Jianmu, the eyes of the person were closed, and the tail of the snake moved with the wind, like a dragon's tail in the clouds, mysterious and unpredictable.

The sky is cloudy, wooden pillars are built, snake tails are wrapped around, and the wind, cloud, rain and snow are falling.

In the snow and ice of the Second Heaven, Jianmu stagnated in growth.

Qingling sat in the Xuanzhong for a hundred thousand years.

The scars on the Taoist body are healed.

For the first time, he felt the difference in the realm of Da Neng. Da Neng is difficult to be injured, but once injured, it is difficult to cultivate.

The scars of self-cultivation can last for thousands of years, or even longer.

He just recuperated his injury once, and he passed the friendship of the Yuanhui.

This is a Yuanhui, and it is also a Yuanhui whose cultivation base has not been saved.

It's just that the body is like jasper, and the body without scale is clean and pure.

The three-thousand-foot snake tail was retracted, and the body of the gods transformed into a human being. Qing Ling stroked the scattered black hair, and Mi Tiansuo flew up on his own initiative.

Then stretch out your hands to straighten your robes and make your clothes neat.

The son is like jade, the immortal is elegant, the god is noble, and the three are in one.

Qingling seemed to feel something, and looked up to the west.

A high-pitched dragon's cry between heaven and earth shook the sky, it seemed to spread extremely far, and the sound became weak when it reached the Eastern Wasteland.

But the brilliance of the Kanshui Avenue in the west cannot be concealed by distance.

The blue water bloom hovers in the sky, and the true dragon soul is lost in the Daoguang.There was a rare heavy rain in the whole west.

The patter of rain fell on the hearts of countless people.

Or maybe, this drop of rain is part of the tide of the times, pushing all beings in the world to move towards the unknown.

"Boom~"

The sky is dark, like the sky is falling.

A ray of light sinks slowly, a dragon soul dissipates between heaven and earth, sinks into the long river of time, the true spirit shatters and returns to the long river of fate.

"Falling dragon!"

Countless creatures were shaken and terrified, they fell to the ground from the dragon, and they were absolutely dead!

The true dragon of a great Luo Jinxian has fallen!
Moreover, the true spirit was shattered and the physical body died.

When Da Luo's Daoist realm sinks into the prehistoric world, Da Luo's body forms its own Dao world, and when Da Luo falls, the world sinks and belongs to the prehistoric world, which is a small world.

In the distance, the old Taoist Yujing murmured: "There is another small world, and the way of heaven can be further advanced!"

The small world merged into the prehistoric world, and the Dao of Heaven was unable to advance in the prehistoric world, a world where the ancestors competed for supremacy, so they invaded the small world after Da Luo's death in a devious way.

Although it is very small, only one in one hundred and eight thousandth.But Tiandao has a lot of patience, spending a lot of energy with those ancestors.

Every time a great power dies, the Heavenly Dao will control one ten thousandth of the world, and if a great power dies, it will control another one ten thousandth of the world. With an existence like Geng's ancestor, Dao can control one-thousandth of the world in that day!
Therefore, Tiandao very much hopes to die, and it is best for Da Neng to die. Even when Da Neng does not die, Tian Dao will spontaneously promote Da Neng's catastrophe and disaster, death and bad luck.

The power of death is definitely a profitable business for Tiandao.Not only does he control a bit more power of heaven and earth, but he also loses one creature who can ignore the law of heaven, and returns the aura of heaven and earth, nourishing more weak creatures to be controlled by him.

Hongjun has no intention of intervening in these matters, and the way of heaven has been accomplished spontaneously.Hongjun's will is Hongjun's will, and Tiandao's will is Tiandao's will, no matter when the two will not be completely consistent!
The sky was suppressed by endless black clouds, making it shorter by an unknown number of feet.

There are big waves in the East China Sea, and thousands of miles of wind and clouds follow.One dragon falls to the west, and a hundred dragons come to the east!

"Boom~"

"Crack~"

In the black clouds, hundreds of real dragons walked through, and the prehistoric trembled, even the powerful retreated into the cave.

"roar~"

The dragon's chant shattered the sky, and the universe collapsed.

A huge black dragon stood proudly in the ninth heaven, followed by a hundred dragons behind him, the might of the dragon crushed thousands.

The billions of feet of black dragon shouted angrily: "Who will destroy my people?"

Every Da Luo of the Dragon Clan is an indelible heritage of the Dragon Clan, and it is even more related to the dignity of the clan. The anger burns among the hundred dragons, and the more it burns, the more it burns.

On the top of the Western Qilin Cliff, the black and white Qilin kings walked out, and the black Qilin said in a deep voice: "This dragon dared to destroy the foundation of our clan's land line, and has been killed by this king at the bottom of the Qilin Cliff!"

The black dragon opened his eyes angrily, and roared: "King Qilin, don't say that Da Luo of my clan would not do such a thing, even if he did, it would not be your turn to take his life!"

Hei Qilin said: "Presumptuous! Even if Zulong came personally, he would not dare to roar like this. Heilong, you are too much!"

"Heh! Qilin Twin Kings, you think too highly of yourself. If Zulong came here today, your Qilin Cliff would no longer exist!" The black dragon's tone was cold, until he looked at the black and white man standing on the top of the Qilin Cliff. Female, the twin kings of the Qilin clan!

On the top of the cliff, a streak of nine colors rises, the patriarch of the Nine-Colored Deer Clan and the two kings of the Qilin Clan, the only one who is extremely powerful, the old man Jiumian persuades: "Everyone, what happened today, I am afraid that someone Calculation. Please do not disturb anger.

The two races are of great importance, and the war should not be started lightly. "

"Shut up!" The ancestor of the black dragon sternly said, "So what if you plan? What happened today must not be passed. The blood of our family must be repaid!"

"What a big tone, who in the world dares to be arrogant in front of this king?" Hei Qilin sneered.

"Oh, the Qilin Kings, the times have changed! But I, the Dragon Clan, can't be touched, and you will die if you touch it!" The ancestor of the black dragon looked up to the sky and shouted, "Where is the hundred dragons?"

"I am here!"

"Follow me to discuss the blood of the same clan!"

"war!"

A hundred dragons fly into the sky, a black dragon occupies the thirty heavens, the pinnacle of extreme power, and the eighteen white dragons below him stand in the ten heavens, dozens of dragons occupy the ten heavens, and a hundred dragons lock the gods on the cliff.

Among the Qilin twin kings, the woman in white laughed lightly and said, "Black Dragon, you are not strong enough!"

The white kylin has always been as calm as fresh water, which is the complete opposite of the black kylin's fiery temper. It is beautifully quiet, and a piece of tranquility flows through the whole body like water.

The white light is misty, until the white water ends, a pure white light field breaks through the darkness.

The leisurely woman seems to have a slender body, but like the ancestor of the black dragon, she is also in the realm of the thirtieth heaven.

Black Kirin is also the Thirty Heavens, the pinnacle of extreme power.A combination of black and white, double kings palming the sky, this pair of Taoist couples with the highest cultivation in the prehistoric world, together they can beat Da Luo Jinxian 32 Chongtian, almost Hunyuan!

The sky and the earth trembled, the black and white divine light swallowed the sun and the moon on the Qilin Cliff, and the hundred dragons occupied the thirty heavens, forming a chaotic formation, with the ancestor of the black dragon as the pole, blessing all the heavens, belonging to the same clan and shedding dragon blood, they can fight together world.

The dragon chanted in the flood, billions of thunders galloped, the sea of ​​thunder covered the billions of mountains on Qilin Cliff, and the sound of the dragon covered up all sounds.

But on the top of Qilin Cliff, the man in black is holding the hand and the beautiful woman, black and white match, the demeanor of a king, overwhelming the world.

The water rises and the earth sinks, black and white are intertwined, forming a chaotic chicken, neither broken nor erected, nothing can be broken.

Bailong Daluo, 88 great powers of heaven and earth, and [-] great powers of the dragon clan can hardly take down the Black and White King on Qilin Cliff.

Not only because of the strength of the two kings, but also because this is Qilin Cliff.

Bai Qilin still had a smile on his face, as if the Dragon Clan didn't care if they invaded the Holy Land.

She and he are the kings of billions of mountains and rivers in this prehistoric desolation, the kings who control half of the land, who have ever been afraid of anyone?
But the death of Da Luo of the Dragon Clan has never happened in more than a hundred yuan.This is the most fundamental bottom line of the Dragon Clan. Once violated, there will be no end to death.

Hei Qilin sneered and said: "Heilong, if you want to ask for advice, let that fellow Zulong come in person."

The black and white light curtain covers tens of billions of land, even if billions of thunder roars, it is difficult to hurt the Qilin God Cliff.

In terms of defense, Qilin and Xuanwu are juxtaposed across the prehistoric world.

But if the two kings work together, step on the ground, stand on the unicorn cliff, and hold the mighty power of mountains and rivers, even Xuanwu will be inferior.

However, at this moment, the blue light from the east broke through the sea, and a long cry went up to the sky.

(End of this chapter)