Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 3

It has been thousands of years since Qingling came to this world, and he is still at the ground level.

Fortunately, with the help of Qi Yang and Alchemy Godhead, he finally reached the top of the earth level and wanted to enter the sky level.

Above the ground level is the sky level.

The next step up the heavenly rank is the Venerable Golden Immortal.

The Golden Immortal Dao is extremely Taiyi, and above Taiyi is the Daluo Jinxian.

Below the ground level is the mysterious level, which opens the realm of spiritual wisdom cultivation, and below the mysterious level is the ordinary level, all living beings without spirit and wisdom.

This is the realm handed down by those big figures since the era of beasts, and it has become the common cultivation realm for the entire prehistoric world.

But this division is only a rough idea, and there is no absolute certainty in one realm of cultivation.

He is an innate god, even if he is a demigod with a broken personality, he is still a god and has inheritance.

But the matter of the road should not be sloppy.You have to ask the elders for advice.

Qingling walked all the way up, and walked into the center of Taichong Peak, where a huge cave of hundreds of feet stood.

There is a faint and fuzzy layer of golden light barrier floating on the cave. Although the law accumulation is thin, it reveals an indestructible feeling.

Qingling took two steps forward, saluted respectfully, and said softly, "Qingling pays homage to my mother-in-law."

Qinglang's voice was not loud but had a strong penetrating power. After entering the cave for a moment, the golden light at the entrance of the cave suddenly disappeared, and an old but full of spirit came: "Qing'er, come in."

"Yes." Qing Ling received the gift and stood up, stepping into the cave.

Walking inside, there is a huge cave, which is a hundred feet wide and high.A golden spirit flower grew every three feet on the stone wall, and a golden light bloomed from the flower stamen, illuminating the simple and simple cave.

In the center of the cave, a stone pillar about ten feet thick stands vertically, inserted into the depths of the earth, on which the spiritual light flows, and the rhyme of Jin Xing Dao is inscribed on the pillar, which is extraordinary at first glance.

At the top of this column, there is a thin old woman sitting cross-legged. Three golden god flowers bloomed on the top of the pillar. , people bouquet their own way and body as one, and form the formation of the three talents in combination, the golden avenue that faintly shakes the world here between opening and closing.

The three flowers on the top of the old woman slowly sank into the Lingtai. She opened her turbid eyes, and her golden pupils became brighter, dispelling the turbidity in her eyes. The pure Dao breath was hidden in her body, and she was somewhat back to the original.This person is the leader of the Xishan Snake Clan, Granny Hua Geng!

Seeing this, Qing Ling said with a smile on her face: "Congratulations to my mother-in-law, the three flowers are consummated, the Tao fruit is coming soon!"

The old woman chuckled, one moment she was sitting cross-legged on the top of the stone pillar, and the next moment she was standing three feet in front of Qingling.

"It's just a result of cultivating qi and refining the Tao. By the way, you haven't come out for decades, but you are here today to break through the heavens?" Granny Hua Geng looked at the boy in front of her with a half-smile and asked.

"I really can't hide anything from my mother-in-law, Qing'er is really going to break through the heavenly ranks!" Qing Ling met the eyes of Shang Hua Geng's mother-in-law and smiled back.

"Well, you broke through the heaven ranks 300 years ago, but it's a pity that you were seriously injured for 300 years because of Mo Chan, and you just recovered." Granny Hua Geng said with a little regret: "Your demigod body is more than a mere mere Jie, think about it, I didn't protect you well back then."

Qing Ling comforted her and said, "Mother-in-law, why should you blame yourself? Back then, Qing'er had no status at all. If he didn't respect the clan rules and precepts, others in the clan would be dissatisfied. Moreover, if her mother-in-law hadn't arrived in time, Qing'er would have died there already. In Mo Chan's hands."

Qing Ling couldn't help thinking that 300 years ago, he had already reached the level of perfection and wanted to break through the level of the sky, but he had to conquer the level of the clan every ten years.

Although he is favored by the patriarch, he must abide by the iron rules passed down from three generations in the clan.

Clansmen of all ranks must take part in clan fighting wars on the border of the clan once a hundred years.

Clansmen who are successful in cultivation do not need to rely on blood to survive, but there are only a small number of clansmen who are successful in cultivation, and most of the clansmen without cultivation need blood to survive.

Qing Ling then went to the southern border of the clan, the junction with the Scarlet Fire Toad clan.The mortals of the two races depend on each other for hunting.

On that day, the sun star will not set, and the sun will not rise.

On an open valley, thousands of snakes or pythons of different colors and sizes crawled in the grass, raised their heads, and spit out snake letters. The continuous hissing sound made people's scalp numb.

On the opposite side of Thousand Snakes, there are thousands of fiery red toads, all of which have fiery red skins and bumps of various sizes, making continuous "cuckoo" sounds from their mouths, looking at the group of snakes.

In the group of toads, a huge fire toad of hundreds of feet was guarded by the group of toads, obviously it was the leader of the group.

On the Thousand Snakes, a Qingling descended from the sky, his robes fluttered, his hair swayed in the wind, and his face was peerless. He was dumbfounded by the Thousand Snakes, and even more so by the group of toads. The toads opened their eyes wide and let out even more rapid cooing. There was a grunt, and even viscous saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth and slowly dripped down the grass.

This is not the effect of his face, but the breath of the god of spring, spring, all things multiply, all things match, he is the walking hormone.

Qingling couldn't help laughing, it's really a lazy toad who wants to eat the snake meat.

Qingling walked forward step by step through the void, Liuli left eye and black right eye looked at the hundred-foot giant toad.

The giant toad also looked at him, wide-eyed.There is indifference in the small eyes, and spring water is rippling in the big eyes.

Qingling suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth suddenly, and spat out a snake letter, making a hissing sound, and the invisible sound wave was transmitted into Qianshe's brain.

The group of snakes below got the order immediately, spit out snake letters one after another, twisted their bodies in an S shape, and ran towards the toad group.

A few huge pythons with flower skin rushed to the front, and opened their mouths to spit out various colors of light to sweep across the toad group, and everywhere they passed were two parts of toad corpses.

In the group of toads, several huge toads opened their mouths and spit out red flames towards the group of snakes, killing the group of snakes with red fire.

A mortal snake with no cultivation base either wraps itself around its body with venomous fangs, or uses its emerging talent to fight against toads.

Some pythons were incinerated into charred corpses by other toads when they swallowed toads; . . . . .

As the ants at the bottom of the flood, they have no surrender and mercy in their wars, only death and life.

To die, to be food, to live, to be food.

Snake corpses are everywhere, toad blood is everywhere, and the ethnic groups don't get enough blood to eat, so they keep going.

Qingling's two-colored eyes looked at the opponent's Baizhang Giant Toad from a distance across the Snake Toad battlefield, and then stretched out his hand and pulled it back, the bundled hair scattered like a waterfall, and the cyan hairband fell to the ground with the wind.

The hair at the back of his head was fluttering slightly in the wind, and he smiled leisurely on his handsome and handsome face, which made the giant toad shake his head, and then pointed at it in the air.

The next moment, the giant toad suddenly shot out nine extremely slender black filaments from all over the ground. They shot out three hundred feet high and gathered and entangled in the hollow, trapping the giant toad inside.

The giant toad just reacted at this moment, and its mountain-like body slammed into the blue prison net woven by nine black silks, but the slender blue threads couldn't shake at all.

Qingling shook his head and laughed. Although this toad has the strength of the earth, it has never transformed into wisdom and displayed its wisdom. It has lost the opportunity on the battlefield. Such a creature is not worthy of living in the prehistoric, and it will die today?
His blue silk net is an innate spiritual treasure with nine layers of heavenly cables and an accompanying spiritual treasure. Even if the earth-level cultivation base cannot use the power of the spiritual treasure, the net formed by the nine strands is not something that the earth-level can hit because of the toughness of the innate spirit treasure itself. bad.

The headband that fell to the ground was the body of the Lingbao. Once it touched the soil, the silk thread went underground and passed under the giant toad, and it was sent out with Qingling's finger, trapping the toad.

Since he had the upper hand, Qingling would not delay for a second. He pushed out his right palm, and the godhead in the palm was activated, and the God of Spring was in charge of the rotation of vitality.

An ancient pattern of the word "sheng" emerged from his palm, and slowly flew towards the trapped giant toad. Even though his whole body was ablaze with real fire, and he spit out every inch of poison, he still couldn't destroy the nine blue threads, and could only be imprisoned in place. And more and more black threads entangled his four feet and bound his whole body.

The Dao pattern of the word "生" slowly flew towards it and fell into the unresisting giant toad's Tianling acupoint. In an instant, the giant toad trembled all over, turned its eyes straight, and let out a messy and noisy toad cry. Stretched, as if enduring great pain.

At this moment, it feels that the vitality in its body is rapidly passing away, and it is being sucked into the Gathering Heavenly Spirit acupoint. Isn't it unusual to feel the pain of being deprived of vitality?
It is the supreme pain that directly acts on the mind. At this moment, the giant toad is really hard to overcome this pain. It can't wait to die immediately. This pain makes it desperate and desperate.

But in just a few breaths, the body of the giant toad suddenly sank, the skin and flesh on its body became old and rotten, and its vitality was completely deprived.

A little green light emerged from his spiritual platform, slowly flew back, and entered Qing Ling's hands.

Qingling's spell stopped in his hand, and his face turned white instantly. The half-god spirit body is not the real god spirit body after all, and it is too reluctant to exercise the power of the gods.

The next moment, Qingling turned her head, her long hair rose without wind, the long, long and long blue hair turned into blue silk all over the sky and pierced through the air to shoot at the bodies of the toads who were still fighting below, these mortal and mysterious beasts How is his opponent?

Thousands of toads fled in fear, even though they fled thousands of feet away, they were still pierced by a ray of green light, their bodies stagnated, and the cooing sound in their mouths was the last sound of dying.

The black hair is three thousand feet long, and the ground is full of toad corpses.The boy's pupils were evil, and he turned his head to kill ruthlessly.

After the long hair shrunk back, the massacre hung quietly. Who would have thought that this black hair would turn into a murderous weapon?
The snake letter in Qingling's mouth spat out again, making a hissing sound, and the remaining snakes under him bit the toad corpses all over the ground one after another, and carried them to the snake clan's territory.

He stood high in the sky, combed his long hair behind him, and tied it with the innate spirit treasure. Qingling was also unique.

It's not that you don't cherish Lingbao, but that you can't display the magic of Lingbao at all with an earth-level cultivation base, and you can only play an unexpected role when you tie it on your head against the enemy.

Qing Ling looked at the snakes carrying the toad carcass back and forth, and was a little dazed. He had already killed countless creatures, and the pity in his heart had long been lost.

The way of heaven has not been manifested, and the law is incomplete, who will judge him for his sins?

He just wanted to live, to live well.If I don't kill, the creatures will kill me!
Living in the prehistoric and ancient times, seeking to survive and killing are inherently one, and there is no contradiction.

The lunar stars are out, the radiance of the lunar radiance is shining all over the world, the snakes have returned, and all spirits and beasts are swallowing the moonlight. After the duty is completed, it is time for him to go back.

Qingling turned around, paused, and stopped.

The starlight is like water, and the flowing light is rippling. Dots of fireflies fly on this grassland, circling around an old man in black robes.

The old man exchanged a glance with Qing Ling and was amazed.

(End of this chapter)