Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 232
With Hongjun's release, there are three thousand worlds in the west, and the west world has returned.

It's just that a piece of corpse has no life for hundreds of millions of miles.

Only Mount Sumeru, at the top of the mountain, the white lotus turns, the bodhi tree moves, and two middle-aged Taoists are born.

They were middle-aged when they were born, but they lacked a part of their heels, and the source of their western spiritual veins was gone.

But it is also because the two of them have experienced too much, seeing the vicissitudes of the world and the great changes, their hearts are no longer newborn, so they are middle-aged.

A yellow-robed Taoist with compassionate eyes stepped down from Bodhi, with a smile on his face, and said: "It's good, good, Bodhi saw me, I saw Bodhi, and Zhunti met Taoist brother."

Another Taoist who came out of Bai Lian had sorrow in his eyes, clasped his hands together and said, "I have met Zhunti!"

On the sky, Hongjun took a look at the two of them, and stopped looking. He just waved his sleeves, and the sky and the earth were surging, and the innate things scattered in all directions returned to him.

Hongjun said lightly: "Three corpses together!"

In the chaos, a dust-free figure stepped into the wilderness.

In the broken world of Great Demon Heaven, a man in black robe walked out.

In the Eastern Wasteland, in the great formation of Huangquan, a white-robed Taoist stepped out.

But at this moment, the void collapsed, and a piece of chaos swallowed Patriarch Xuanji.

Qingling watched all this silently, not moving.

A figure escaped into the void.

Ancestor Hongjun's expression changed, and he stretched out his hand, the void shattered, and the figure of the Chaos Demon appeared.

Chaos sneered and stepped into the void again.

Patriarch Hongjun stretched out another palm, this palm was as vast as the sky, and with the power of heaven, he slapped the Chaos Demon to death.

But the corpse of Chaos Taimo turned into the corpse of Kurong Taishen, which merged into the corpse of Hongjun Shan.

The ancestor Xuanji reappeared, but with two primordial spirits. "Hongjun, don't you want to combine the origin of the Nine Great Gods? I have already given it to you, so don't bother looking for me."

Hongjun frowned and said, "So cunning!"

Patriarch Xuanji chuckled and said: "You counted Luo Hu as dead, you counted Yin and Yang as dead, and you took away the source of Taili long ago.

No matter how secret I win, I can't escape your hand, so naturally I have to fight desperately. "

Hongjun shook his head, waved his sleeves to accept Patriarch Xuanji, and walked back to Yujing.

Hongjun won, and the Dao of Heaven succeeded the Dao of the Qilin, the Dao of the Dragon Clan, the Dao of the Phoenix Clan, and the Dao of Demons, becoming the ruler of the world, and Hongjun became the No. 1 in the world!
In the eyes of all living beings, the ancestor Hongjun got the greatest benefit without calculating.

But the ancestor Hongjun was scheming everywhere, but few people knew about it.

The way of heaven is always calculating in the catastrophe of the dragon and phoenix, and the direction of countless characters is in the deduction of the way of heaven. Hongjun didn't do anything, but he has arranged everything in the deduction of the way of heaven.

The only change is Bailong's identity, and the change of Kurong Taishen.

The soul of Kurong Taishen was stored in the good corpse, and the three corpses could not be combined into the main body. Hongjun should have been in the original place, but it was postponed because of this.

The prehistoric world is about to be destroyed, and Hongjun carries three thousand great powers on his back. The Tibetan world evolves into three thousand worlds to complement the west, but the prehistoric world still needs someone to save it.

Hongjun didn't make a move, some things should not be his business.

On the building tree, Qingling looks to the west, Xishan's children all fall to the southwestern land, together with Hua Geng's mother-in-law.

He silently endured all the emotions in his heart, such as anger, powerlessness, sadness, and numbness. He is already a powerful man in heaven and earth, and he has learned to bear it by himself.

In the sky, Qinglong was silently isolated for a long time, he slowly took off his hair, the sword hung from his waist, the armor receded, he was dressed in a blue dress with long sleeves, and his hair fluttered.

The Dragon God of War is a thing of the past.

The dragon clan is gone, why is he still fighting?

Qingling has never seen such a Qinglong before, his heart is empty, his heart is dead.

Qing Ling is full of worries, but has no way to comfort him. He doesn't know what else the world can do to comfort him.

Qinglong was wearing a shawl, his eyes were indifferent, and there was no expression on his face.

From west to east, barefoot, he stepped across the sky step by step, drops of blood fell, the void was healed, the sky returned, and the dragon fought in the wild.

He walked numbly across the building, Qing Ling's appearance was reflected in his dull eyes, and he slowly said to Qing Ling: "Take care of the Dragon Clan for me!"

Qing Ling nodded, his eyes became hot, and said: "I will do my best."

There was a hint of relief in Qinglong's eyes, and he handed him something.

Qingling's hand sank, but he couldn't see through what Qinghua had blocked, so he had to accept it first.

Qinglong smiled. It was different from the God of War's smile in the era of the Three Clans that captivated all females. Instead, the lonely dragon was lonely and heartbreaking.

In the era of the three clans, dragons soared all over the world, and dragons ruled the world. The five ancestors were powerful for eight hundred yuan.

Qingling didn't make a sound to stop him, he knew what Qinglong was going to do, although he was very reluctant, but he couldn't stop it, this was Qinglong's choice.

The second ancestor of the dragon and the phoenix destroyed their origin by themselves, and while destroying Zhuxian, they also destroyed the prehistoric world. This great karma is unbearable for the dragon clan who is almost extinct now.

Once the Dao of Heaven returns to the ruler of heaven and earth, the Dragon Clan will be completely wiped out.

The second ancestor of the dragon and phoenix destroyed his own origin, and he did not hesitate to hurt the root of the prehistoric, but he still wanted to avenge the hundreds of millions of dragon and phoenix people who died in the Zhuxian formation.

Their people are willing to die for their ancestors.

Their ancestors, willing to die for them.

There is no reason, there is no power of ants, let alone whether it is worth it or not.

Just because they have the same blood flowing through them.

This is the civilization of the ancient race, the most primitive and purest.

The dead are already freed.But alive, still have to move forward with heavy burdens.

Qinglong walked into the eastern pole, turned into a blue dragon, and suppressed the broken world with his body.

His cold voice spread throughout the world: "From now on, our dragon clan will withdraw from the prehistoric land, return to the four seas, take charge of the heaven, earth, rivers, and carry out the responsibility of spreading clouds and raining, blessing the common people, and becoming the auspicious beasts of the heaven and earth, you must not kill them!"

The way of heaven responded, and Xuanhuang hung down.

Responding authentically, Qing Ling said a few more words.

"Authentic Yun, Dragon Clan Yongchang."

Only one sentence, even half a sentence, four words, is already Qingling's full strength.

Qinglong smiled lightly, he used to touch his head, the snake like a younger brother has really grown up.

In the south, the ancestor of Qingluan made an oath to heaven and earth: "Now our Feng clan sticks to Tiannan, and we will suppress the undead volcano in Tiannan with all the power of the clan. Be a beast of heaven and earth, and you must not kill it!"

The way of heaven sensed it, and the mysterious yellow fell down.

Authentic induction, Qingling agreed with one word.

Dozens of young dragons of the Dragon Clan returned to the East Sea, and only a hundred or so of the Feng Zu were born after nirvana, but they had to suppress the Eye of Earth Fire forever.

Compared with the declaration of the three clans withdrawing from heaven and earth, the Qilin clan took the lead, and although there are few clansmen, they can save the most clansmen.But he can only never go out of Qilin Cliff and guard the central land.

And the Feng Clan's suppression of the Undying Volcano, with all the power of the clan, would never be easy.

Only the dragon clan, although they said they would withdraw from the prehistoric land, did not allow time to last forever, and even retained the position of managing the rain and controlling the power of rivers and lakes.

Although the blood of the dragon clan is scarce, relatively speaking, the dragon clan is the one in the best situation among the three clans.

Qinglong took a step forward, and then said to the world: "I am Qinglong, I am willing to replace the dragon clan to suppress the east pole of the world, stabilize the prehistoric world, and never come out!"

After the words fell, the blue dragon traveled eastward, and retired to the world, and there were dragons living in the land of the eastern pole.

In the west, the ancestor of the white tiger glanced at Qinglong, and said the same: "I am a white tiger, and I am willing to suppress the western poles of the world with my body, and stabilize the prehistoric world!"

In the south, Qingluan took a step forward, and was about to speak, but someone stood up first and said: "I am Suzaku, and I am willing to suppress the world and the Antarctic for the Feng Clan, stabilize the flood, and never come out!"

In the north, Xuanwu Supreme hastily swore an oath, as if afraid of being robbed by others, "I am Xuanwu, and I am willing to suppress the North Pole of the world with my body, and stabilize the Great Desolation!"

After the words fell, four mighty powers of the thirtieth heaven stepped forward to suppress the prehistoric world, and the four elephants returned to their positions!

The heaven and the earth are stable, the earth's wind, water and fire stop raging, and the prehistoric world is restored. Wansheng is grateful to the four elephants for suppressing the heaven and the earth, and is respected as the holy beast of the four directions.

But they don't know that Suzaku and Qinglong are to repay the karma of the second ancestor of the dragon and the phoenix. Although they also have the merit of luck, they will never be born.

Baihu and Xuanwu take the initiative to make up for the shortcomings of the world, which is a fat difference to enjoy great luck.

The heavenly way descended and distributed the mighty black and yellow to the four directions, and all four of them broke through the first level of cultivation at the same time, and stepped into the half-step Hunyuan.

However, even if it is Baihu and Xuanwu, since the Siji is suppressed, it will be difficult to enter the prehistoric world again.

The world returns to silence, and the wilderness returns to peace.

All the powerful patriarchs in the Dragon and Phoenix Era have fallen, and most of them have died. The great powers of heaven and earth are almost dead, and the rest are suppressed and reclusive.

The way of heaven controls the prehistoric, just when the killing and calamity is over, the calamity of measurement is over, and the sky is dark and yellow, rewarding all beings and repairing the prehistoric.

When the yellow rain fell all over the sky, Qingling walked down Jianmu, returned to Xishan, ascended to the position of patriarch, and picked up the Myriad Snake Black Staff that Granny Hua Geng left in the clan.

Seeing Qingling, nearly a hundred people who stayed behind in the clan trembled and bowed down, weeping unceasingly.

Qing Ling looked at the Tian Tier clansmen in the whole place, but there were only about a hundred of them, feeling sad in her heart.

Fortunately, since he is still there, everything is there.

Qing Ling called out: "Get up.

All clansmen, follow me to pick up the heroic soul and return home! "

After hearing the words, a group of heavenly clansmen rose up one after another and stood respectfully.

Qingling walked out of Xishan Mountain slowly, followed by a short team of dozens of people, including children who had just transformed themselves, and young people who remained in the clan.

Xuanhuang rain is pouring down, it is the way of heaven rewarding all beings.

But the beings whom he rewards weep for what he was able to reward.

In the wind and rain, Qingling led the crowd out of Xishan Mountain, his clothes were soaked by the wind and rain, he held a black stick, and walked towards the west step by step.

"Ding ~"

"Clang~"

After the catastrophe, the newly born creatures saw a group of snake people walking in the wind and rain without avoiding or hiding, and the sound of golden bells rang, which touched their hearts.

A golden bell is hung on the Ten Thousand Snakes Profound Staff, and the Taixu Bell rings in the wind and rain, calling for the heroic souls of the Eight Desolation Snake Clan, to lead them back home.

Qingling walks along the place where the Xishan Snake Clan army passed by. He wants to pick up every clansman who is lost in the wilderness and go home. As long as he hears the bell, the heroic soul of the Snake Clan will return.

Just because back then, when thousands of snake soldiers were majestic and heroic, he was at the top of Taichong Peak, and he promised his people, no matter where they were, no matter whether they lived or died, no matter where the world was, when the golden bell rang , is when Xishan welcomes them back home!
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