Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 220
Taili was startled and said: "That old guy Ku Rong, didn't he disappear for thousands of yuan? Why did he suddenly appear at this moment?"

The patriarch Yinyang said inscrutably: "Don't ask any more questions. Fellow Daoists just wait with peace of mind, and I will push this catastrophe into the depths!"

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In the Eastern Wasteland, the sky is full of green flowers and the purple fire is opposite, the fire is an immortal fire, and the wood is a sky-reaching wood.

The charming and charming face of the Holy King Black Phoenix is ​​covered with frost, and she wants to burn this tree that has brought her countless shames!
Even if she bears the evil of heaven and earth, she will not hesitate.

This decision was not a hotheaded decision, and it was also the best solution from the standpoint of the Black Phoenix Sage King.

She and Qingling have already turned against each other, if it continues, Jianmu will grow taller and taller, and the karma of destroying Jianmu will also increase.

It is ruined at this moment, although the consequences are very painful, very serious, and hurt muscles and bones, but it will not kill him.

But if it was delayed further, the terrifying karma of heaven and earth might really pull her into a calamity beyond redemption.

Qingling Yuanshen trembled slightly, which was the induction from the seal of the snake ancestor, and this fluctuation came from the dragon clan.

The purple fire in the sky is immortal and burns all things. All living beings have endless lives. The fire is endless, so they will not die.

He really couldn't extinguish this immortal fire.

But that doesn't mean he has no means to suppress it.

Qingling still didn't open his eyes. It was because his eyes were closed for thousands of years that there was nothing in them, so his heart was moved, and he felt a trace of dragon luck.

He has means, but he can't use them.

Can only procrastinate, he needs more energy to face the unknown.

Seeing that Duguangwai's evil spirit shield and Qinghua's energy were about to be burned, Qingling grabbed it with his hands.

The ten directions of spring have all returned, and endless green flowers have gathered from all over the prehistoric land.

The Godhead of Chunshen in the palm of his hand was greatly shaken, and the God of Chunshen sent Hong Huang to fight against the fiery fire.

Black Phoenix Sage King raised his brows and said with a sneer, "Even if you delay, how long can you hold on?

If you stick to it alone, I really don't necessarily have the patience to wear it down.

But you are still guarding the Great Eastern Desolation, this is not something that a master of heaven and earth can do. "

Qing Ling smiled, and his words resounded throughout Donghuang.

"Since I am the master of the Eastern Desolation, I should protect all living beings in the Eastern Desolation!

I live, all living beings live,

When I perish, all living beings are born. "

Powerful words have a sense of heaven and earth, once a word is spoken, there is nothing to regret.

Countless creatures in the Eastern Wasteland were grateful to hear this.

Almighty is above all, he regards all living beings as ants, and regards them as pawns.

But on the building wood, there are gods vowing to protect all living beings.

The gods protect all living beings with their bodies, and all living beings worship the gods with their hearts!
"I'll pay my respects to the Lord of the Eastern Wilderness!"

"Greetings to the Taoist master of the Eastern Wilderness!"

"Greetings to the Taoist master of the Eastern Wilderness!"

At this moment, the four major clans and nearly a hundred small clans, regardless of race, were all grateful to worship Jianmu.

The mighty luck overwhelms the purple fire all over the place, covering the sky full of catastrophe, and gathers on the top of the building wood.

The land of tens of billions of miles in the Eastern Desolation is not big compared to Honghuang, but it is not small either, and there are more than billions of creatures.

Among them are ignorant and ignorant birds and beasts of the ordinary level, psychic beasts of the mysterious level, second-level cultivators of heaven and earth, golden immortal venerables of Taoism, ancient Taiyi major cultivators, and Da Luo who has attained immortality.

Countless lucks of different sizes gathered together, and the python of luck above Qingling's head instantly turned into a giant python that swallowed the sky, like a giant dragon, no longer inferior to the ancestor of the dragon clan.

You must know that even if Qingling is a great power of heaven and earth, it is still a vassal of the dragon clan in the final analysis. In the territory of the dragon clan, or even within the three clans, no non-directed ethnic groups that rule tens of billions of miles are allowed to exist.

If it is normal, even if Qinglong protects him, other ancestors will come to question him.

But now the catastrophe is the only loophole!
What Qing Ling takes in is not the luck that only one living being survives after the catastrophe, nor the luck that later generations were divided by Taoism, Buddha, and Lich, but the purest luck in ancient times, without any impurities.

The face of the Black Phoenix Saint King changed, and the anger in his eyes became more intense.

She destroyed the building, but was borrowed by Qing Ling, and she had a legitimate excuse to rule the Eastern Wasteland.

Once Qingling ruled the Eastern Wasteland, he was ordered by the Dragon Clan, but now, it is himself.

If she didn't destroy the building wood, there would be no endless fire to burn Donghuang, and the creatures in Donghuang would not be killed or injured, then Qingling would not have the opportunity to swear to move the hearts of all living beings, and he would not have the name of Donghuang Taoist!
Daoist Qingxuan and Daoist Donghuang have only changed their names, but they are very different.

Just as the Black Phoenix Sage King was burning with anger and was about to run away, a voice as warm as jade came.

"Xiao Jiu, you are still too young."

Void trembled instinctively, and the space spontaneously stepped aside, and a soft and gentle woman in palace attire walked out.

Hearing this sound, the Holy King of Black Phoenix hurriedly turned his head, bowed and said: "Nine heads have been entrusted by the ancestor, and they are willing to be punished."

Qing Ling's primordial spirit trembled. Although he didn't open his eyes, he still felt the terror of the coming person.

This is the first super power he has seen!

The top of the Phoenix clan, the ancestor of Qingluan!
Her aura is more terrifying than before, and he can no longer see through her realm.

In the Ten Absolute Formation, the ten big Luos all had heavy faces, and the strength of the Ten Absolute Formation could trap at most one great power of heaven and earth. The reason why Chongming was seriously injured and lost was the result of Qingling's attack.

The people who came were the three ancestors of the Feng Clan, the existence that shook the universe in the sky and the earth, they couldn't resist it at all.

The first ancestor of Qingluan smiled, and said indifferently: "You have to be punished, but now you have to punish the person who made you punished, so that you can feel better."

As she said that, she pointed her finger out, and the wind filled the sky like a sea, and the wind intensified the fire, and the fire took advantage of the wind, and the immortal fire exploded more than a hundred times in an instant.

Moreover, thousands of sword qi are absorbed by the wind all over the sky, and the sword light that reaches the sky makes people unable to seem to resist.

Qingling opened his eyes for a moment, and the world lost its light.

Ten thousand years at a glance, ten thousand years is only for this one eye.

The avenue of life and death coexists, and Luo Shenghua is planted.

The sky seems to be still, the earth has solidified, the sun and the moon are stagnant, and the years are silent.

For ten thousand years, it was just a moment when he opened his eyes.

At the moment when the time was frozen, the four-season time map above Qingling's head rotated, and the sapphire umbrella opened,

The four seasons protect the building trees, and the green lotus protects the eastern wasteland.

"Bang~"

Like the sound of a shattering mirror, the frozen time is broken.

The first ancestor of Qingluan smiled and said: "It's not easy. What a great power of heaven and earth, you really want to chop off Jianmu as soon as possible!"

The sound of the wind between heaven and earth stopped suddenly, and then a strong wind blew up.

The palm of Qingluan's ancestor was only an inch, but he held the wind that blew away all the wind in the East China Sea.

The wind in the East China Sea belongs to the dragon clan.

Even, the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter are all dispatched.Because her Dao of Wind has a crushing height in the realm.

Gathering [-]% of the wind power in the world, it turned into a wind blade in Qingluan's hands. The blade is the wind, the body is the way, and the law is the force.

Qingling Yuanshen was extremely calm, and the Luo Shenghua seed grew rapidly in Qingluan's heart, but before it could bloom, it was chopped to pieces by her Dao of Wind.

Her heart is about to become the heart of the Dao. The life and death of Qingling can invade the flesh and blood of all living beings, but it is difficult to invade the Dao.

With a wave of Qing Luan, the Wind Blade of Destroying the World slashed towards the huge building tree in the center of Donghuang. It was as powerful as the sky and could not be stopped!

(End of this chapter)