Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 58
Granny Hua Geng also had a smile on her face, and said: "This kind of misty luck is rare, and it's just this one time. No matter how good your luck is, it depends on your strength."

Only then did Shankun Laoyuan feel a little more balanced. This time, the opponents drawn by the saintesses of his clan had potential opponents to enter the top [-].

The last time the Shanhe Giant Ape Clan met the Holy Son of the Giant Whale Sea Clan in the third round due to unlucky luck, and was directly crushed and defeated.

How lucky this time is remains to be seen.

And Qing Ling, who was in the bye, was naturally looked up and admired by many aliens. This is really unlucky luck!
And among the seven sea royal families very close to the front, a Zisha woman from the deep sea snake clan looked at Qingling, her thoughts turned. Others don't know, but as the seven sea king clans whose status is superior to other vassals, she knows, The elder of the Golden Dragon Clan seemed fair, but the selection of the empty-handed man was instigated by a big figure within the Dragon Clan.

The lineage of the Xishan Snake Clan also belongs to the genus of snakes, and the relationship between the two clans is very similar to that of the former Lingchan 52 Clan. As for the lineage in Fengqi Mountain, the distance is too far, and there is little involvement.

She also hopes that the Snake Clan will have another lineage, as long as one of the three lines continues, the Snake Clan will not become extinct.And as long as the race is not destroyed, the luck of the family can be distributed to those Daluo ancestors whose true spirits were scattered into the long river of fate, making it more likely that they will return.

This is also one of the reasons why even Patriarch Da Luo attaches great importance to ethnic groups.

The second round of the holy election battle has begun again. This round is obviously much more intense than the previous round. Many heavenly saints and saints have been brushed off in this round. Even if the remaining dozens of heavenly ranks are all Demonstrated amazing supernatural power.

After this round, there will be no weak people. Of course, in the eyes of many people, Qing Ling is an exception. After all, he is only a small clan saint son who has not yet completed the heavenly rank in the late stage of the heavenly rank.

The huge dantian mana in Qingling's body, even Daluo Jinxian didn't look carefully at it at close range, it would be difficult to find out the specific situation. The innate gods already have extraordinary physiques.

And in this round, Qingling also met other innate gods, an eight-octopus saint from the seven royal families of the sea, who is the god of the tides of the western seas and has the right to rise and fall the tides of the western seas.

Of course, many gods only hold power, but not many gods use it, because this is the era of the three clans, and it is also the era of the great power of the ancestors, even the great innate gods have to take a back seat.

For example, Zhen Yuanzi, the god of the earth who holds the veins of the earth, the ancestor Minghe, the god of the sea of ​​blood, and the ancestor Kunpeng, the god of the North Ming. . .

They are not only the existence of the great gods among the innate gods, but also the great supernatural beings who followed the transformation of the innate gods and demons into the prehistoric world.

This god of tides in the West Sea was only at the early stage of the Golden Immortal, and he was born not long ago. His opponent was a saint son from the upper clan from the stone forest on the northwest coast. The cultivation of the late Golden Immortal was still defeated by this innate god.

Qing Ling couldn't help thinking when he saw this octopus-shaped god.The same innate god, and Qing Ling felt that he must be higher than this god who only holds one sea and can be regarded as an auxiliary god, but he only has an earth-level cultivation base, which is really unreasonable.

He remembered that when he was born, it was all told by his mother-in-law Hua Geng.Qing Ling had doubts about his life experience for a long time, and now he was even more touched. If he hadn't hidden his feelings, he must have been the Venerable Golden Immortal when he was born, so why did he still stay in the heavenly rank at this time.

Qingling was naturally able to hold his breath. He sat quietly for two full months, and when others fought, he watched the show. From the beginning to the end, he roughly memorized the general methods of every powerful saint and saint.

After all, there are only a few thousand people. With his primordial spirit comparable to that of a golden fairy, he can search a million squares with all his spiritual thoughts. He can tell the height of the mountains at a glance, and he can count the leaves of a tree at a glance.

There are only [-] matches in this round, and it took nearly two months to complete the competition.At the end of the second round, counting Qing Ling, there should have been [-] left, but in the competition due to the serious injuries of the three saints and saints, they had to give up the third round of the competition.

So the number of people who still had byes happened to be an even number, divided into 1000 and [-] pairs.

This time, Qing Ling's opponent is the Qianfu Spirit Clan from the Hengduan Mountains in the east. They are a rare branch of the Wood Clan, a race that cultivates aquatic spirit wood in rivers and lakes.

Qing Ling's luck is still relatively good. This time, her opponent is a woman in green shirt who has just stepped into the early stage of Golden Immortal. The two are ranked in more than 800 games, which is considered a late match.

After more than a month, Qingling finally came to play again.

The old ape Shan Kun smiled and said, "Little snake, how sure are you this time?"

Qing Ling replied with a smile: "Senior is concerned, but this junior doesn't know, so I can only try my best."

"Well, yes, just try your best. After all, you are still young, and you can't compare with them who have cultivated dozens of Yuanhui. Everything is still necessary to protect yourself and don't get hurt by Daoji." The old ape Shan Kun was quite satisfied A word of warning.

After Qingling thanked him, he flew away. Although the old ape spoke a little unfavorably about him, he was indeed reminding him to be careful, and it was also out of kindness.

Stepping onto the ring, the woman in the green shirt had already arrived.

She was an extremely gentle woman, she said with a smile: "Hengduan Mountains, Thousand Floating Spirit Clan."

Qingling was dressed in red like fire, her handsome face was like the sunset glow from the sky, and she smiled leisurely, which really touched the heartstrings, and it was hard to control if her concentration was weak.

"Donghai Donghuang, Xishan Snake Clan."

The voice, the voice is also gentle like a warm spring breeze, if it is not standing on the ring, it will make people feel like a gifted man and a beautiful woman meet.In fact, Qingling has unintentionally released the breath of spring god, which is the breath of reproduction and catalysis, the breath of hormones.

Da Luo, who was sitting on the sidelines distractedly, frowned twice, and then said: "It's already the third round, the rules are irrelevant, let's start!"

As soon as the words fell, the two swords in the hands of the green-clothed woman flashed, and she waved the two swords in the air. The green shirt swayed, and the light of the swords flowed. It was very moving, but there was no sharp sword energy.

Seeing this, Qingling waved his sleeve robe, and a misty blue mist enveloped the arena. In the misty sky, he saw that the swords danced by the woman in the blue shirt were not without sword energy, but scattered far away from his body, forming a Thousands of sword qi were gradually arranged in all directions of him, and they were about to form a large formation.

His thoughts raced, and he stroked the ground with his hands. In an instant, two huge cyan vines protruded from the feet of the woman in the green shirt, but they were instantly split into thousands of pieces by the countless hidden sword intents around her.

However, strands of fine dust fell from the huge vine fragments, and fell on the woman in the blue shirt along the gaps where the vine corpse protruded.

Qingling pointed again, and said, "Show!"

Immediately, tens of thousands of figures appeared within the body of the woman in green shirt, and tall and mighty hulks appeared one after another, rushing towards the sword dancer woman without fear.

Surprise flashed in the eyes of the woman in the blue shirt, she stood up and jumped into the sky, her swords swept straight down, thousands of green duckweeds swept away like thousands of flying knives with sharp sword intent, smashing thousands of hulks in an instant body.

But with a pinch of the magic formula in Qingling's hand, the aura of water, soil, wood and wood gathered the puppet's body to heal again, and at the same time, one after another puppets destroyed the sword qi and sword array arranged by the woman in green.

The green-clothed woman sneered, drew her two swords, and the two swords merged into a sky-lifting giant sword that locked onto Qingling's aura, and then volleyed straight down, the huge sword aura trembled even the void.

Qing Ling couldn't help admiring, as expected, there were no weaklings on the battlefield.But Qing Ling didn't panic, and directly picked up the yellow leather gourd and released tens of thousands of puppets, and said softly, "Explosion!"

In an instant, the ten thousand puppets exploded, and the rich three-element spiritual power was attracted by Qingling. He stretched out his right index finger, and the powerful power contained in the ten thousand puppets, under the blessing of the spring god's power, turned into a towering ancient tree and stood in front of him.

"Boom~"

The huge sword energy penetrated straight and horizontally, breaking open the trunk of the giant green tree, and was about to cut straight down to Qingling, but the severed body of the giant tree healed up again, and the intact tree body clamped the huge sword tightly.

Seeing this, the green-clothed woman's eyes flashed fiercely, the huge sword body shattered, and the two three-foot long swords flashed to Qingling's side in an instant.

A thick vine spontaneously grew out of Qingling's wide red cuffs instantly, and the mysterious wood air flowed around him, and the avenue of wood spread all over his body. It was the Xuantian vine in his dantian time.

Even though the two swords are extremely powerful, compared with the Xuantian vines that are nourished by the Qingling's thousands of miles of energy, they can't hurt the body of the vines that accompanies the Tao at all.

But at this moment, Qing Ling suddenly dashed forward and approached the woman in the green shirt.

She was about to move away with surprise, but in this short moment, a sharp pain suddenly came from her body. The sharp pain was not only unbearable in the physical body, but even the soul was suffering ten thousand times the pain.

The body of the green-clothed woman couldn't help but slow down for a second, and in this second, Qing Ling's palm containing [-]% of her strength slapped the green-clothed woman's back fiercely, and was immediately sent flying out of the ring by the huge force.

The woman in the green shirt was completely powerless to resist, and even the Qingping Baoyi protecting her body was instantly shattered, piercing her heart.After all, he channeled [-]% of his mana, measured by his dantian, which is really not something ordinary golden immortals can bear.

Qing Ling still saved two points of strength, otherwise it would be a bit too much to shoot the opponent to death directly.

Da Luo, who was sitting on the side, was distracted and went to the unconscious woman in green shirt. He saw that the protective robe on the back of the woman in blue shirt was broken, her back was directly broken, and there was a terrifying bloody palm print. He couldn't help but said to Qing Ling: " Boy, you are really ruthless!"

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