Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 57 Hot Hands
This is the beginning of the hundred battles in Shangfanglong's illusory realm.Everyone on the stage is an elite clan member, regardless of their cultivation base, supernatural powers, magic weapons, strength and experience, they are all extremely rich.

There are not only Venerable Jinxian on the ring, but also a dozen or so people who are heavenly like Qingling.

All saints and saints of a family must be members of the clan with great vigor and vitality, and they can carry a family of luck.Therefore, all ethnic groups are selected as holy sons and saintesses at the age of the Yuanhui. Of course, due to the different inheritance of the saints of each ethnic group, the years of their cultivation are also different during this holy sacrifice of all ethnic groups.

There are only three situations in which a saint will abdicate.The first type is naturally to step into the Taiyi major repair, and then you can no longer be the son and daughter of a family.This is the case with the Black Lizard Clan, so there will be Miao, the new saint.

The second is the accidental death of the saintess and son. Although there are twelve ranks of dragons to protect them, there are still ways for the upper clan to quietly obliterate the saints of other clans.

The third type is the exhaustion of energy and life, the body is unknown, and it is impossible to be a saint.As for the Taiyi Daxiu in the clan, it naturally became a clan without saint sons and daughters.

From Qing Ling's point of view, all these signs reveal that the Dragon Clan's plot against the Holy Sons and Daughters lies in the fate of the Holy Sons of all races!

Qingling raised her head slightly and looked at the ring above. Every match was extremely exciting, even if Tianjie faced Jinxian, there might not be a chance of winning.

He saw the holy son of the Tianjun Salamander Clan, covered in white robes, in the middle stage of the Golden Immortal, just standing in the field, swaying his hand, there will be white thunder falling, the power is extremely powerful, the opponent is only the early Golden Immortal, She is not the opponent of this mysterious saint at all.

Qingling had also noticed this Tianjun salamander tribe, also in the Eastern Desolation tribe, this tribe has a strong hidden strength, so mysterious and weird that even the three major tribes of the Eastern Desolation will not easily provoke them.

With the strength of the Tianjun clan and the gradual unification of the 77 salamander clans, the 52 spirit toad clans have been stimulated to speed up the unification process. Will be the first target to be operated on!

Although the Xishan family is far away from the Tianjun salamander family, they have to guard against it.

All the patriarchs present, big boss Da Luo, were chatting and talking in front of them, laughing and watching the battle between the holy sons of various clans.

Qing Ling, who was standing in front of Hua Geng's mother-in-law, heard Shan Kun's conversation with her mother-in-law.

"Patriarch Hua Geng, this time the Son of Ten Thousand Clans is much more than the one hundred yuan last time! Last time I remembered that there were only more than six thousand clans, this time there are more than eight thousand clans."

Granny Hua Geng smiled and replied, "I don't have seniority for as long as my predecessors, but I've only lived for more than eighty yuan, and I haven't participated in the last holy sacrifice."

"Haha, yes. I still remember back then, the person sitting here talking to me was your second patriarch of Xishan, Xuan Geng. Speaking of which, he was very hopeful to step into Da Luo back then, but unfortunately,... if It wasn’t that he was plotted against by a certain clan during the conquest of the demons in the Northeast Sea, I’m afraid Xishan is also a clan now.”

Granny Hua Geng sighed, and her eyes were overshadowed.

Seeing this, Shan Kun changed the subject with a smile and said, "This time, the saint of our family, Shan Yao, was cultivated by me with great effort. With her late stage golden immortal cultivation and the blessing of middle-grade innate spirit treasures, I think it will be fine." If you are lucky, maybe there will be my clan in the top ten." He said with a very confident smile: "Patriarch Hua Geng, your clan..."

He looked at Qing Ling in front of the right, and looked at the late stage of Tian Rank. He couldn't help but smiled awkwardly, and said: "He is really charming, and if he is lucky, he will be among the top five hundred, and then he will be recognized by this child because of his appearance." It is very possible that the dragon girl will be in the picture, and it will be a good place to go at that time."

Granny Hua Geng walked out of the sadness of the previous generation in a blink of an eye, and said with a light smile: "It depends on their own good fortune, and we can only contribute to them."

The old man Shan Kun saw Granny Hua Geng so indifferently, presumably she had already overlooked the ranking position, after all, no matter how powerful the heaven rank is, can he compete with the genius Jinxian Venerable of all races?

In the sky, all the holy sons and saintesses use their own means to compete against each other. Although the arena is only a battle at the level of the Jinxian Venerable, there are still all sorts of strange tricks, which makes you all feel refreshed a feeling of.

It only took one day for a hundred battles to decide the winner. Continue to the second round of the arena. The winner will enter the next round, and the loser will be eliminated directly. The ranking will continue to be ranked according to the ranking of each race. No more competition. The losers are from the ethnic group with seven or eight thousand members, and there is no point in watching the competition.

After rounds of elimination, finally after more than a month, it was Qing Ling who played.He turned around and smiled indifferently at everyone in Xishan, making everyone feel relieved.

Granny Hua Geng also smiled. For Qing Ling, the first opponent was just an appetizer, and she was extremely relieved.

Both Venerable Du and Venerable Yao had great hopes for Qing Ling, and their eyes were full of hope.

Qingling jumped up in one step, and Feitian went straight to the golden divine bead in his hand and led him into the Longxu ring.

As soon as he entered the arena, he felt light all over his body. The laws of heaven and earth should be different here, but his cultivation base is low, so he can't tell the specifics.

Qing Ling bowed down and bowed to a Da Luo Fali who was distracted by the ring.

After a while, a golden light group flashed below, and a woman in red came. Qing Ling glanced at it and found that it was only in the middle stage of the heavenly rank, so she couldn't help but relax.

Even though they knew that most of the first round of arena battles would not be too intense, they felt at ease after seeing it with their own eyes.

Qingling stepped forward and said with a faint smile, "Eastern Sea and Eastern Desolation, Xishan Snake Clan."

The red-clothed woman couldn't help but flashed by Qing Ling's handsome face, her face rose slightly, she bowed and said, "Nanli Baigu, Lidie clan."

After the introduction between the two, Da Luo, who was surrounded by light, was distracted and said, "Okay, start now, and the battle will not stop until one side is kicked out of the ring or admits defeat."

Qing Ling didn't take the lead, waiting for the woman in red to make a move, but the woman in red seemed to be extremely shy, her face was blushing, and she sneaked glances at Qing Ling from time to time.

Seeing this, Qingling couldn't help being a little amused, and said with a light smile: "Here, fellow daoist, please make a move."

"I know that my strength is not better than my fellow daoist, so let me invite you first. I just hope that my fellow daoist will be merciful to my concubine. It won't be too embarrassing to lose."

As he said that, there was some uneasiness in his eyes, like a shy girl who was fascinated by his appearance, or like a weak person's uneasiness, his body trembled slightly, with a look of pity for me, and his graceful figure was even more eye-catching.

Da Luo, who was distracted by the side, was not moved at all, but just watched with cold eyes, without any intention of interfering.

Looking at such a woman, Qingling couldn't help but sighed, and walked forward a few steps to get closer, while the woman in red took a few steps back uneasy, looked at him somewhat hastily, raised her head slightly, as if The three points of affection seem to be panic in the heart, and there is a faint red light in the eyes.

Qingling sighed, "Fellow Daoist, you and I are going to decide who is better after all, so let's do it quickly, otherwise we can only look at each other with reluctance."

"No, you should make the first move, Fellow Daoist." The woman in red still shook her head stubbornly.

Qingling was helpless, and had no defenses in front of him, so he walked forward a few steps, and said as he walked, "Don't be afraid, I am the noble son of a clan, how can I be so unrestrained."

As he said that, he took a few steps forward, and the red light in his eyes flickered, following the pupils of the woman in red.

The woman in red seemed a little disbelieving: "Really? This is the Long Xu Arena, you and I still want to..."

As she said that, she looked at Qing Ling who had approached and her eyes were filled with red light, her face gradually faded from weakness, and there was a sneer on her face, and she said: "You and I still want it after all, there must be one who loses. Only..."

There was a sound of "噗嗤", the words of the woman in red were suddenly interrupted, a black thread shot into her dantian instantly, and the innate Taoism's sealing ability immediately imprisoned the mana of the woman in red.

Then the blue silk twined her whole body in a flash, and then Qingling slapped out with a palm, and the huge spiritual power instantly slapped the woman in red who hadn't responded yet, out of the ring.

Qing Ling withdrew her palm and sighed: "It's a pity that I'm not interested in you, how could I be tempted by you?"

Da Luo, who was sitting on the side, was distracted and surprised, as if he hadn't reacted. One second he was still an enchanted man who was bewitched by illusions, but the next moment he was ruthless, without any hesitation.

After he was astonished, he stood up, stretched out his hand, and he put away the golden magic beads of the woman in red, and then said: "The Xishan Snake Clan wins!"

After Qing Ling bowed down to Da Luo distractedly, he walked off the ring.

He is not an innocent male snake with little experience, who will be confused by a mere red butterfly illusion. The reason why he resorts to tricks is because Qingling wants to hide his methods as much as possible in the early stage, and surprise the opponents he meets later!

Qingling walked out of the Dragon Illusionary Realm and returned to the side of Xishan's team.

The venerable profane couldn't help but smiled and said: "I didn't expect you, the son of God, to have so many eyes, it's terrifying."

Qing Ling just smiled at him, didn't say much, and still stood at the forefront.

The old ape Shan Kun couldn't help laughing and said: "Patriarch Hua Geng, this little guy from your clan is quite interesting."

Hua Geng also said with a smile: "Low-cultivation and low-cultivation tactics are stronger than those of the predecessors."

Qing Ling sat down cross-legged, ignoring the voices from the outside world, and slowly calmed down the waves of recovery.Just now, the magic power of the Lidie clan was really used by the wrong person. He has already condensed the primordial spirit of the phantom of the two flowers of heaven and man, which is only three points weaker than the Venerable in the late Jinxian period. Why be afraid of this mere sky-level illusion ?

Among the big Luos of the Dragon Clan, after seeing Qingling, a blue-robed man, Da Luo, spoke to the golden-robed old man in front of him through sound transmission for a while.

After another two months of battle for the holy election, the first round was finally over, and there were only about [-] holy sons left.

The golden-robed old man made the second round of assigning opponents in public again, countless rays of light shone in the golden light, and after a few breaths, the golden-robed old man declared: "The second round of the Longxu Arena battle has been assigned, and the second round will start tomorrow!
Therefore, there are a total of 810 three holy sons and holy daughters in the round, so there is one bye, which is the holy son of the Xishan Snake Clan! "

As soon as this sound came out, Qing Ling couldn't help being stunned, his luck is so good?Four thousand 810 three people, only he is the only one lucky.

Qing Ling turned around and saw that Hua Geng's mother-in-law was smiling, and couldn't help but feel relieved.

The old ape Shan Kun on the side twitched his mouth, but he couldn't help sighing: "Patriarch Hua Geng, your clan is really lucky!"

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