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Chapter 147 There are flowers blooming on the other side of life and death

Qinglong is in the east, fighting in the secret realm of Donglin. The sword light points, and there is no resistance.

The dragon clan is the strongest among the three clans, the phoenix is ​​the second, and the unicorn is the weakest.

The most powerful ones are the two kings and the ancestor of the Nine-Colored Deer Clan.

But the ancestor of the Nine Colored Deer Clan is not a Qilin clan after all. The billion-mile land of the Donglin Secret Realm has been attacked by the Qinglong Ancestor for nearly 800 million miles. However, the Dragon Clan still has no intention of stopping the war. The Hai Clan army is still sweeping through the sea.

west.

The Dragon Ancestor will not leave the Ten Thousand Dragons Cave, the Phoenix Ancestor will not leave the Flame Sea in the center of the earth, and the Qilin Ancestor will not descend from the Qilin Divine Cliff.

This is the tacit understanding between the ancestors of the three tribes, and they are also striving to take the last step!

Therefore, the Qilin tribe secretly attacked Qinglong.

If you can't beat Qinglong, then beat the people next to you.

As for Qing Ling, as the auxiliary god of the Qing Dragon Ancestor, his strength is only the second level of Da Luo, so it is not difficult to find his whereabouts using the Qilin Clan's methods.

Take Qing Ling away, force Qing Long back, and calm the war in the secret realm of Donglin.

Perhaps, when Qing Ling took his first step into the Southern Wilderness, this plan had already been laid.

Qing Ling's escape technique is not very fast. Even though he is a powerful person and has the fastest speed among all practitioners, he is extremely powerless when faced with beings who are also powerful or even higher.

Therefore, after Qing Ling fled hundreds of millions of miles, she was still caught up.

Moreover, it was surrounded.

There are six Daluo from all the vassals of the Qilin tribe.

This is just an ethnic group close to the chaotic land. Although the Qilin tribe is weaker than the dragon tribe, there are definitely nearly a hundred tribes. Moreover, there are many powerful tribes on the earth. Even if there are many ancestors who do not respect the Qilin, they are still powerful.

Qing Ling can't leave.

This is what he thinks, and it is also the reality.

If one of the six great powers holds him back, even the great powers of heaven and earth will not be able to escape easily, let alone he is not a great power of heaven and earth.

Qingling surrounded the surroundings, and the six powerful men just surrounded but did not take action.

They knew the strangeness of this legendary flower grower, so they didn't dare to move.

Just waiting for the arrival of the Qilin Holy Envoy.

"Everyone, do you really want to have a hard time with me?"

The six powerful men remained silent and pretended not to hear.

When Qing Ling saw this, he was not angry. He calculated how long it would take for the Holy Envoy of Qilin to chase him. He displayed the Four Seasons Chart, and his eyebrows flashed, attracting the direction of the sky.

In the distance, the secret land of Donglin.

Thousands of sea people travel along the water, and the land they pass through becomes a sea, with overwhelming power.

The ancestor of Qinglong stood in the sky above the army, raised his sword eyebrows, and the divine lines between his eyebrows flashed, echoing in the distance.

Shaking his head helplessly, he drew his sword with one hand, threw Xuntian into the sky, crossed most of the ancient wilderness, and flashed to the southern wilderness.

Above the top of Qing Ling's head, the void trembled. A sword broke through it. The sword energy was one hundred thousand and one hundred thousand, and the wind was like a billion miles in the sky. The endless blue giant sword formed a sea of ​​swords to cover the six great powers.

The expressions of the six powerful men changed greatly, and they immediately fled in all directions, not daring to stop for a moment. Even if the Qilin clan punished them, it would still be better than losing their lives.

Qing Ling smiled at Dongfang, and the Sunda Sword stood in the air and pointed at him with the tip of the sword with some contempt. These few weaklings still wanted it to come across half of the wilderness to help.

But at this moment, the sky in the west suddenly turned into gold, and a giant palm struck down, sealing off the world with the pressure of the Tiger King.

The Xuntian Sword slashed suddenly, and billions of sword energy fell like rain, opening a gap in the giant palm.

Qing Ling quickly escaped with a wink.

In the west, a white tiger stood phantom in the sky, mocking: "Qinglong, we better not interfere in this junior's affairs."

Billions of miles away, Qinglong raised his voice and said coldly: "My people who protect me, what does it have to do with you?"

Bai Hu started to look unkind and said, "Long time no see. I haven't improved much in my abilities, but my temper has improved a lot."

"How many abilities have you gained? Can you tell by measuring them?"

Qinglong pointed his finger in the distance, and the Sunda Sword flew into the sky and expanded. In an instant, it was as big as Xumi, and it traveled in the sky like a dragon. Storms and clouds gathered, and the terrifying sword intent enveloped half of the wilderness.

Countless creatures were terrified and trembling.

The phantom of the white tiger is locked by the Sunda Sword, and the billions of terrifying sword intentions are enough to crush God's will and break fate.

The phantom of the white tiger reacted a little too slowly, and half of its body was cut off, along with hundreds of millions of miles of earth.

The white tiger phantom was furious for a moment. As a nearly immortal being, how had he ever been so humiliated?

Billions of gold rose from the west, and a majestic white tiger standing on the western land appeared. It roared to the sky, and the terrifying roar swept away with golden sound waves.

The golden sound wave is like a tide, and the Sunda Giant Sword is like a lone boat moving forward in the wind and waves. The sword cuts through the wind and waves and goes straight ahead.

Seeing that the sound wave could not stop the giant sword, Bai Hu opened his mouth and spit out a thick golden light, and the vast golden light shot towards the Xuntian Sword.

The spiritual sword turned into billions, and billions of swords formed a sea of ​​swords. Although thousands of swords were swept away by the golden light, their true form was never revealed.

The ultimate power of practicing the dual path of gold and wind, the control of gold is enough to make anyone afraid. Although the Sunda Sword is sharp, it is also a spiritual treasure of gold, so it is naturally very restrained by the opponent.

There was a tremor in the sky and the earth, everything was trembling, and the fight between two extremely powerful people shocked countless powerful people.

Even the Qilin Holy Envoy who was chasing after him couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat, and even hesitated a little.

But it was only for a moment. When he saw Qing Ling's escaping figure, his body was one step faster than his mind. Bi Ruyi threw it away, submerged into the void, and then sprang out from the void in front of Qing Ling, hitting him directly in the head.

The sky-high string behind Qing Ling's head turned into green brocade and entangled Ruyi, and then the golden bell vibrated in all directions, imagining Taixu under the sky of billions of sword energies and strong winds.

The sound of the golden bell reached the ears slowly and loudly, all-pervasively, vibrating the eardrums and transmitting heartbeats. There was no way to avoid it. A golden phoenix spread its wings and flew towards the Qilin Holy Envoy.

"Dang~"

The divine phoenix smashed into black and white Tai Chi, but also dissipated.

The Holy Envoy sneered, taking one step forward, causing ripples every step of the way. The golden ripples spread across the void, echoing in the distance with the White Tiger and the Golden Gang in the Nine Heavens, forming a golden tide that surrounded Qing Ling.

The two servants, old and young, immediately revived the yin and yang, used their bodies to form formations, transformed into black and white qi, and used their bodies to form Tai Chi to suppress the green spirit.

Under the joint suppression of one Heaven and Earth Power and two Eighth Heaven Power, even the Heaven and Earth Power was extremely struggling.

But when Qing Ling's eyes of life and death were opened, one was black, one was white, and the other was cyan.

When the Holy Envoy saw this, he quickly waved the Golden Ruyi to protect himself from the dirt.

But Qing Ling just smiled, raised his sleeves, and swept across the southwest wilderness and the east wasteland.

Yaoyao shouted: "Come on!"

The next moment, the spring light between the sky and the earth was bright, and the blue combined with the black and white to become red.

Red lights appeared everywhere in the southeast, and flowers bloomed between heaven and earth.

Flowers cultivated by Qingling bloom all over the body.

Its flowers are extremely red, bright as blood, and enchanting and fiery.

Each flower represents the path cultivated by a Golden Immortal or a Taiyi. Each flower blooms and glows red in the golden clouds.

When the flowers bloom, the sky and the earth are dim, half black and white, and dark night and light coexist. This phenomenon of cholera makes everyone who sees it feel a sense of ominousness.
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