Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 62 My Way
The picture of the prelude to prosperity in spring unfolds unknowingly, covering the arena of Longxu, flowers and trees, streams and spring water, birds singing and fragrance of flowers, insects singing and animals walking, everything seems to be realistic.

The crisis in Hanxue's heart was obvious, and immediately without the slightest hesitation, a white human flower rose from the top, and endless ice and snow enveloped the altar.

Endless ice and snow gathered behind him, and a huge ice and snow white bear tens of thousands of feet stood up, shouting furiously, thundering, and the cold wind was blowing, sweeping all spring void creatures.

Qing Ling stretched out his hand, and the spring breeze was born, and the soft wind melted away the harsh winter wind, and the cold wind from the north was smoothed over the spring scenery in the south. Thunder.

Even though Huxue is a Venerable Golden Immortal, but compared with Qingling, the spring god who has the authority of heaven and earth, he is naturally not an opponent.

A blue human flower and a golden small flower appeared on the top of the Qingling. The two flowers bloomed together. Although ethereal, the Dao image still converged, and the vine of Xuantian stretched out from the body.

He clasped his hands together, qi combined with Taixu, embraced Qiankun, and the hollow rings of his palms were divided into two parts, the double flowers joined the Taoist image, and he softly shouted: "Tongtian Jianmu, get up!"

The phantom of a majestic and huge sky-reaching building tree appeared again.

The building tree is so big that it stretches to the sky and ground to the ground, and even protrudes out of the Dragon Illusion Realm, and the blue light rises straight into the sky, the dazzling light makes everyone have to close their eyes.

Under the blue light all over the sky, the pure ice and snow road is urged to the extreme. Under the traction of the illusory realm and the scattered soul of the spring void and prosperity map, Hanxue can only display [-]% of her strength at most.

However, Qingling used [-]% of the power of the primordial spirit, coupled with the power of the ten thousand zhang dantian Qihai, combined into one blow, and even blessed with the authority of the Fuchun God, this blow was already his ultimate!

"Boom~"

The majesty of Jianmu is like protruding out of the universe. It contains the mighty power of the world, not human power.

Under the sky full of green flowers, the ice and snow melted in an instant, and the fierce snow was about to be suppressed by the stalwart and huge building trees. The coercive force brought space to seal it, and it was inevitable.

Da Luo, the dragon clan on the side, stretched out his hand and grabbed it out without hesitation. The dragon's claws of the ancient creatures had five claws, pointing in five directions. A phantom in the shape of a million-foot brown dragon roared up to the sky. The aura of the predator spread out, the phantom of Longpan Jianmu, the chaotic black and gray infiltrated the green light, and the two colors of blue and gray couldn't stand a stalemate.

Da Luo, the Dragon Clan, struck out again in surprise, pointing out, a pair of wings suddenly opened above the brown dragon-shaped phantom, the brown dragon whirled, and the wind and rain merged to form a dragon absorbing water, forcing Jianmu phantom to disperse.

"You won, you don't need to make another move." Dragon Clan Da Luo said.

Only then did Qing Ling let go, and bowed to the Dragon Clan Da Luo to thank him.

The opponent, on the other hand, grabbed Hunxue, who was still in a state of confusion and shock, and flung him to the ring of 88 players, and then flew into the sky to stand side by side with the other nine big Luos.

People of all kinds of alien races under him couldn't be shocked, they all opened their eyes wide, and said in disbelief: "There is really someone who dared to challenge the top ten holy sons, and succeeded?"

"This... Tianjie actually defeated the top ten holy sons?"

"Isn't it intentional to release water?"

"How is it possible? The Ninth Son has lost the honor of a family, and it is absolutely impossible to release the water."

"Didn't you see it? The Supreme Lord of the Dragon Clan took two shots before dispersing the cyan beam of light. It seems that this Holy Son of Xishan is too strong!"

In the Eastern Wasteland, Granny Hua Geng also looked at Qing Ling who was sitting cross-legged in the sky with an incredulous expression, and was speechless for a while.

As for Yu and Du, they were already stunned. It turns out that Tian Rank can be so powerful?

The Shankun old ape on the side looked a little embarrassed. He always thought that Xishan was just here to mess around, but he didn't expect him to be serious.

Looking at her saintess who was ranked more than [-], she felt like being slapped in the face when she said forward.

The big Luos of the dragon clan above were also amazed. Many old dragons had already taken a fancy to this holy son of weak origin and unlimited potential, and were already thinking about how to form a blood relationship between him and his own dragon girl.

In the front of the upper clan below, an old man from the Blizzard Clan Daluo looked furious, and said coldly: "After the holy sacrifice is over, let the eight Taiyi juniors from the clan go to meet Xishan, I want to see Who gave such a small clan the guts!"

Beside him, a Venerable Golden Immortal said obediently: "Old Ancestor, do you still remember that the Supreme Xuanwu woke up tens of thousands of years ago?"

The old man frowned and said, "What's the matter? I'm telling you about Xishan, what are you doing with Supreme?"

The middle-aged golden fairy shivered a little and said: "It seems that the Xuanwu Supreme went to the small clan of Xishan last time. I just inquired about the news from other alien races."

"What? How could Xuanwu Supreme have anything to do with this small clan? Are you talking nonsense?"

"Don't be angry, the old ancestor. How dare you, the younger generation, the Xishan Snake Clan is the bloodline of Tai Geng Supreme!"

"Uh~" The old man's throat tightened suddenly, and he held back the words he wanted to reprimand, "You know why you didn't say this earlier?"

The middle-aged Venerable Golden Immortal felt aggrieved and said, "You didn't ask me."

Qing Ling on the ring is recovering his mana as soon as possible, the blow just now exhausted all his strength, if someone challenges him at this moment, he will not have much strength left.

Of course, after the terrifying aura of the final blow, most of the monks had lost their minds about him.

Qing Ling's choice of the Ninth Holy Son, the Typhoid Clan, was not decided on a whim.

Who would believe that the second-highest clan whose clan is located in the northern border has an extremely powerful ethnic group that has no intersection with Xuanwu?

If you offend this upper clan, the other party may be afraid that Xuanwu Supreme will not dare to make a move, but the other sea clans, the two major clans, don't have such big scruples, even if the clan is not wiped out, just a little trick is enough for Xishan to suffer .

Moreover, the Ice and Snow Avenue of the Blizzard Race still has some restraint with him, the Spring God, and the opponent is not very good at the existence of the Dao of the Primordial Spirit, so it is most suitable for him to play his too illusory voice.

All these things made Qingling choose this holy son to challenge.

As long as he can survive four challenges in the ring, then the spiritual fruit of the innate spiritual root will be obtained.The Golden Immortal opportunity is here!

Even if he is extremely powerful, how can he compare to that ancestor Heiyun?After all, he was still defeated and fled. Although he was rescued from the demon, but Qingling knew that Hongjun would win in the future, so he was naturally not optimistic about the existence of the ancestor Heiyun.

Because such ancient creatures are too against the sky, and their existence is too much to challenge the stability of the future law and order of the heavens, so such ancient creatures are the most targeted by the heavens.

Therefore, Qing Ling has been working hard to climb towards the Golden Immortal Realm, although the speed is extremely slow, but Xin never forgets to give up.

Qingling never thought of walking on the path of Patriarch Heiyun. Although other people's paths are broad and flat, they are others' paths after all, not their own!

He wants to walk out his own path, even if the path is difficult or narrow, but that is the path I opened up, I master my way, I become my Taoist ancestor, and I can enjoy myself, which is unique.

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