Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 60
Shankun old ape nodded and said, "It's a little tricky."

And the vision on the Longxu ring where Qingling was located naturally attracted the attention of many cultivators.

It even caused some big Luo Jinxian to move their eyes.

Behind the ancestor of the black dragon, a young man in blue raised his head, thinking silently in his heart, this kid must hold on in the end, otherwise his hard work would be wasted, and he would even use tricks under the ancestor of the black dragon, although the ancestor of the black dragon also acquiesced.

In the sky above the Longxu ring, Qing Ling endured endless pressure, and finally reached the sky above the Xuanhuang Mountain step by step.

The even more terrifying gravity of the mountain made him almost fall to the ground, but Qingling instantly grew hundreds of iron-white iron-geng trees around him, relieving the pressure of the huge and vast surroundings.

And Qingling straightened up, closed his eyes, circled his palms and then circled them, his left palm rose and his right palm sank, the Xuantian vine in his dantian absorbed a huge sea of ​​spiritual power, and instantly manifested Qingling's body .

A giant cyan vine that reaches the sky and touches the ground, starting from Qingluo's body, grows in both directions up and down.

Connecting the sky and connecting the earth, the stalwart is endless, like a ladder to the sky!
The phantom of Tongtian Jianmu appeared in an instant, the vast green tree crushed the eight mountains, broke through the sky peak, and a phantom swept across the eight mountains.

Also in an instant, Tongtian Jianmu's phantom disappeared again, only Qingling stood in the dusty sky, and under him was a Venerable Golden Immortal whose magical powers had been broken and turned back.

"I admit defeat!" The middle-aged man saw the strangeness of Qingling's strange eyes, and said without hesitation.

Seeing this, Qing Ling walked back down the ring, paid a distracted salute to Da Luo, and then sat cross-legged on the ring.

The middle-aged man walked down the ring with a dejected expression, and the golden magic beads on his body were taken back.

Da Luo's distraction also disappeared. On the big ring, only Qing Ling recovered by meditating cross-legged.Void lights flickered on the arena, all traces were erased, and it was still a gray and white arena.

His vines and dao images of Xuantian are phantoms, which are formed by imagining the sky-reaching building trees. Although the vine buds are still small, they already have their charm. The second highest existence, even a trace of charm is not something ordinary golden immortals can resist.

The golden magic bead in Qingluo's hand rose suddenly, and then 88 horizontal lights appeared, representing the ranking of Xishan in the last holy sacrifice.

As the fourth round gradually came to an end, more and more arenas were lit up with similar horizontal lights.

After a few more days, the fourth round of the holy election battle is finally over!

These horizontal lights rose from more than [-] places in the arena, which means that more than [-] people in the ranking of the last holy sacrifice still continued their ranking.

A dozen others were eliminated in the fourth round, and the defeated opponents stood in their positions.

Elder Jin Long swung his palms together, and the Hundred Dragons Arena began to rotate.Starting from the hundredth horizontal arena, from bottom to top, from one hundred to one, according to the ranking, the hundred arenas form a diagonal ladder.

The arena where Qingling is located is at the bottom. There are twelve arenas below him and 87 arenas above his head.

At the highest point, the top ten holy sons, holy sons and saints are either sitting or standing, looking down at the holy sons of all races.

Countless saints and saints looked eagerly at the top ten, which represented not only honor, but also strength, and it was a symbol of the strength of a family.

The top ten existences will always be these ten families.

Among the top ten holy son rankings, the number one will always be the number one Sea Clan, the Whale Clan.The second is the second sea clan, the turtle clan, the third is the mermaid clan, the fourth is the thousand-legged spirit clan, the fifth is the sea snake clan, the sixth is the Wanceng clan, and the seventh is the Xunhai Yasha clan.

These seven major clans are the seven royal clans among the vassals of the ten thousand races. They have a detached status and are vassals of the dragon clan in name, but in fact they are mostly cooperative relations in secret.

The remaining three holy sons are the top three clans among the vassals of all races, they are the Mayfly Ancient Clan of the West Sea, the Blizzard Clan of the North Sea, and the Huo Jing Clan of the South Sea.

The strength of these ten races is far superior to other prehistoric races. Take the Black Lizard Clan as an example. Their strength is not much different from that of the fourth Western Wilderness Bloodworm Clan. The sea is endless, and there are so many people that it is almost terrifying, that's why they are above the Black Lizard Clan.

But among these ten clans, there are extremely powerful existences above the [-]th heaven of Daluo.

After so many years, Qingling is no longer an ignorant person.In the realm of Daluo, there are 33 levels in the sky.One heaven is a small realm, and ten heavens is a big realm.

Small realms can be surpassed, but large realms cannot be surpassed.

Within the tenth heaven, he is called the mighty patriarch, and then up to the twentieth heaven, he is called the great power of heaven and earth, and then up to the thirty heaven, he is called the supreme power!

As for the final realm of the third heaven, no one in the world knows it, and it can only be perceived if you really set foot in it.

Back then, Tai Geng, the ancestor of Xishan Mountain, was an extremely powerful existence for Da Luo 29 Chongtian.

Extremely powerful, detached from heaven and earth, without shackles, all dharmas and Taos are close to the source, and survived thousands of calamities, even the Tai Geng ancestor who fell in the calamity of countless fierce beasts did not completely fall.

This is also the reason why the ten clans are superior to the other ten thousand clans. How powerful should the holy sons cultivated by such clans over the long years of inheritance be?

In the prehistoric world, unless one was born with Da Luo, it was impossible for a single person to achieve anything.How can one person's practice and enlightenment compare to the inheritance of thousands of generations of ancestors from others?How can one person search for heaven, material and earth treasures, spiritual treasures and opportunities, compared to others with tens of thousands of clansmen searching all over the world?

The future is still unknown, but the flood in this chaotic era is like this.

The rise of every strong man is accompanied by the rise of a race, and they complement each other and are indispensable!

Looking up at the top ten holy sons at the top, all races bowed their heads, and Qing Ling silently looked at him. His status was in jeopardy, because none of the hundred people present was an early-stage golden immortal, and they were all middle-to-late golden immortals.

Other than that, he is the only one who ranks one day!

An existence that can't be ignored, attracting everyone's attention, but Qingling is still as stable as a mountain, sitting still.

Down below, the elders of the Golden Dragon clan have already begun to announce the rules of the ring battle. The remaining four hundred saints and saints who won the fourth round can challenge each ring, but they can only challenge the last fifty rings at most. After victory, only those who have the heart can challenge the top [-] rings, and each ring master only needs to defend the ring five times successfully, he will not be able to be challenged again, and he will directly get the current ranking.

And each challenger only has three chances to challenge, after they are exhausted, they will not be able to challenge again.In this way, every arena will not be challenged frequently.

Moreover, the hundred arenas can only challenge at most ten at the same time, in order to prevent mistakes and casualties.

The ten Daluo Jinxian powerhouses have all flew up at this moment, standing on the Longxu ring, and they are present in person, so they don't need to be distracted anymore.

Down below, His Holiness looked at the crowd who were looking at the No. 88 ring with malicious intentions, and said worriedly: "Patriarch, Holy Son, can he really defend five games this time?"

Granny Hua Geng said with a gloomy expression, "I don't know, I can only wait for the result, he tried his best no matter what."

The old ape Shankun on the side smiled and said, "Patriarch Hua Geng doesn't have to be so discouraged, I specifically asked Shanyao not to challenge your holy son of Xishan, one less opponent is one."

Granny Hua Geng said with a smile: "Thank you senior for thinking about our clan."

"Sigh, with his cultivation base at the heaven level, it's hard for other saints and saints not to challenge him, but he's too young after all." Shan Kun shook his head and sighed, as if he had already seen the scene where Qing Ling was knocked out of the ring.

Ahead, Xuanhe, the elder of the Golden Dragon Clan, said: "The battle to win the ring begins!"

As soon as the words fell, dozens of escaping lights flew into the sky immediately, and all the saints and saints rushed to the ring where Qingling was, for fear of being robbed at night, after all, there is only one such soft persimmon.

The scene where this group of lights flickered and came straight to Qingling made the tens of thousands of aliens present feel amused. This was the first time in history that such a thing happened!

The ancestor of the black dragon naturally also noticed that the original heavenly rank could not survive such a battle for the competition. He cast a glance at the old man of the Golden Dragon clan, and then at Lan Kui behind him, thoughtfully.

The hearts of the two big Luo dragons immediately trembled, for fear of offending the ancestor of the black dragon.

And Qingling, who was under the spotlight of all, looked at the oncoming group of cultivators, smiled indifferently, pointed at the magic beads in his hand, and 88 horizontal lights were aimed at nine horizontal lights in an instant.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, thinking they were delusional.A late Jinxian woman took the lead and was the first to step onto the ring.

But it was too late.

The dharma beads on Qing Ling wrapped him up, slowly ascended, and left the No. 88 ring.

He is the first to challenge others when others challenge him!

Anyway, it's all a battle, defending the ring is a waste of energy, and you will be forced to use your hole cards. Naturally, it is better to win the ring. Not only can you show your strength to shock others, but you will also rise in the ranking if you win.

Qing Ling looked at the crowd waiting outside his arena, and couldn't help smiling, "Go your way, let you have nowhere to go!"
And everyone was shocked, even the ancestors of Da Luo couldn't help but look weird.

It is also a good way to avoid the battle of defending the ring with the challenge of Yue Lei, but is this heavenly saint son right?
An 88th Holy Son actually challenged the first Holy Son!

Which family's holy son is this, is he so arrogant or is he favored by the family and thinks he is invincible?
Qing Ling slowly fell from the sky, stood on the ninth ring, bowed and said: "Donghuang, Xishan Snake Clan."

A kind of cultivator below asked with doubts: "Hey, have you heard of this Xishan snake clan? Which clan is it?"

"I've never heard of it either, maybe it's a new member of the upper family, otherwise it shouldn't be unknown."

"What kind of clan? I've heard that this Xishan Snake Clan seems to be a small clan in the Eastern Wilderness. It seems to be a holy son in recent years!"

"This..." A middle-aged man was taken aback and said: "Then he is too courageous, he dared to challenge the Typhoid Clan, this is the second-highest Clan!"

On the side, Shan Kun's old ape widened his eyes in surprise, and after seeing that it was really Qing Ling, he turned his head and asked, "Patriarch Hua Geng, did you order this?"

Granny Hua Geng was also shocked, and said: "Well, I never told him to dare to challenge the ninth Holy Son of the Blizzard Clan!"

Venerable Blame and Venerable Yu were already a little anxious. It is a trivial matter to be defeated. If the other party is furious, it is possible to directly maim them!
On the Longxu arena, everyone paused for a moment, and then they were at a loss.

It's not that everyone is not optimistic about Qingling. Some people think that if the opponent really has no strength, can he set foot on the top [-] arena?And if the other party dares to challenge the top ten holy sons, if the other party is really strong, wouldn't it be possible to lose if you challenge him yourself?
On the stage, feeling the gazes from all sides, the Holy Son of the Typhoid Clan, a strong young man, his eyes were instantly cold, and he said coldly: "Very good, I never thought that I would be the first one to be challenged!" .

I will let you know the price of ignorance, the holy name of my Blizzard Clan! "

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