Four Taiyi and one Daluo are plotting the future of little people in Xishan Cave. Perhaps the future of Donghuang will change because of this.

After the Xishan meeting, the three tribes made an alliance. Although they did not trust each other and did not form a complete alliance, they were able to put down their guard.

Among the three clans' covenant, Xishan seems to be the weakest, but no matter its relationship with the dragon clan or its ancestral heritage, people dare not violate it at will, so the three clans are in agreement.

Since the Holy Sacrifice, the Black Lizard clan has become restless again.

The Black Lizard Clan and the Nineteen Lizard Clan under their control headed south to the Eastern Wasteland, avoiding the territory of the Xishan Clan, and brazenly launched a war to massacre the Toad Clan.

Of course, due to the Twelve Orders of the Dragon Clan, the Black Lizard Clan did not take action. The ones who took action were the vassal races of the Black Lizards. A small clan versus a small clan, even if it was not during the War of Ten Thousand Beasts, it would not be considered a violation of the Twelve Orders.

Moreover, as a senior clan member, how could he have no connections in the Dragon Palace? The Supreme Black Pattern did not intercept the Tianjun clan when he returned to the clan, and he had already suspected that the other party was secretly helping.

The Black Lizard Clan, as the most prosperous race in the Eastern Wasteland for nearly a hundred years, has far surpassed the momentum of the Giant Crocodile Clan and the Mountain and River Giant Ape Clan, and has a vague aura of being the largest clan in the Eastern Wasteland.

The remaining tribes of the fifty-two tribes of Ling Chan are suffering from the ongoing Salamander unification war in the south and the oppression of the upper tribe in the north. This tribe, which has been scattered for hundreds of yuan, finally agreed to unite and unite all tribes.

From the original Spirit Toad King to the leader of the Spirit Toad Clan, there are nearly fifty toad clans, with a total of seventy or eighty golden immortal sages. The geographical scope is as wide as the three major clans. The only shortcoming is that there are few

The Great Luo Supreme!

As a result, the entire Eastern Wasteland fell into a state of panic. Except for the direction to the west of Xishan Mountain, the scattered ethnic groups from all other parties had completed their integration, forming a situation in which several major forces faced off.

Taking Xishan Mountain as the starting point, there are the mountain and river giant ape tribe in the north, the black lizard tribe in the northeast, the giant crocodile tribe in the southeast, the spirit toad tribe in the south, and the salamander tribes in the far south that are still unifying.

In the West, there are nearly a hundred small tribes scattered and mixed.

Xishan has become the center of the Eastern Wasteland!

Of course, all these changes cannot affect Qing Ling, who is in seclusion in Xishan Mountain, at this moment.

After the Dongtian Blessed Land was established in Xishan, the number of Heaven-level tribesmen increased greatly. With more Heaven-level bases, the number of Golden Immortal Lords also increased rapidly. There may be a Golden Immortal Lord every few thousand years.

This speed is already extremely terrifying. For an average small clan, it may take tens of thousands of years not to produce a single Golden Immortal.

To sum up, the reason is that the Xishan tribe is far better than before, with the descendants of the Spring God, a very large number of tribesmen, complete ethnic heritage, and the blessing of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land. There is also the reason why Qingling does not worship the Dragon Clan and the luck of Xishan has not been collected.

Looking back, another thirty thousand years have passed since heaven and earth.

On this day, in the sky above Xishan Mountain, blood energy condensed all over the sky. A red dragon's phantom flew into the sky, and then a Ba snake's phantom merged with it. The dragon and snake joined together and became one, turning into a dragon and snake, but not a dragon and snake.

Bloody mist enveloped Xishan, and the terrifying vision of heaven and earth made all snakes fearful.

There is a long knife hidden in the phantom of the dragon and snake. The long knife melts with blood, and the murderous intention condenses into substance. Even the golden immortals are frightened.

In Xishan Cave Heaven, Venerable Chun asked anxiously: "Clan Chief, what's wrong with Qi'er? Didn't you say that refining dragon blood would only enhance the physical body of mana? How did it become like this?

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Granny Hua Geng looked serious, looked at the big beast Zhanmu in front of her, and said: "Zhanmu, can you occupy it once?"

The big wood-occupying beast sitting cross-legged on the tree shook its head and sighed: "I can't occupy it, I can't occupy it. But I can tell you."

It will be born with the blood of heaven and become desolate. It will grow in the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and wake up in the purgatory of heaven and earth. Wherever it passes, disasters will come, and all living beings will cry in fear."

Granny Hua Geng and Master Chun both changed their expressions. Back then, Qing Ling got a drop of Daluo Supreme Red Dragon's blood and gave it to Qi, who was in retreat. Who would have thought that something like this would happen now.

As if to confirm what the big beast said, there was thunder and lightning in the sky, strong winds, heavy rain, and desolate surroundings.

A terrifying body walked out of Xishan Mountain, and the phantoms of dragons and snakes in the sky merged into each other. A huge python stood tall in the sky and earth, with red blood staining the sky and clouds, with two heads and two tails integrated into one body.

The butcher's knife made of heaven-level Tao seeds is suspended in the sky. The blade is engraved with two Tao patterns, one is "spirit" and the other is "slaughter", which corresponds to the two heads of the spirit butcher on the eyebrows of the two giant heads.

The visions all over the sky gathered together, turning into endless tides of spiritual energy coming from all directions, and merged into the body of a giant python with two heads and two tails.

The aura of the Golden Immortal appeared, and a blood-colored human flower bloomed brilliantly. The two flowers of heaven and earth had never appeared. The blood-colored Dao flower sank into the head of the giant python's "spirit". The clouds in the sky dispersed, and a big-headed boy stood blankly in the air, his eyes blank.

Zun Zun hurriedly stepped forward to investigate and hugged Qi's thin body. His eyes were full of guilt, "It's my father's fault. I shouldn't be greedy."

Granny Hua Geng sighed. Qi, who carries the blood of her mother Ba Snake, was fused with a drop of the red dragon blood of the Dragon Clan Supreme. The blood was probably tampered with, and it came from the dragon blood rewarded by the Holy Son at the Holy Sacrifice.

Has been manipulated.

Fortunately, Qing Ling never thought of refining this blood and gave it to Qi, but this caused him trouble.

Qi's big head and thin body produced a deformed vision, as if his body could not support the head that was about to be smashed off at any time.

He said blankly: "Father, have I turned into a strange beast? Am I from the snake tribe?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Granny Hua Geng stepped forward and scolded: "You have a great opportunity. The combination of dragon blood actually allows you to develop the blood of a prehistoric alien species. From now on, you will have the strange beasts of the world.

Luck has supreme supernatural powers."

Qileng said: "Really? Grandma!" Surprise flashed in his dazed eyes.

Venerable Chun also came to his senses, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Young boy, what did you scare me about just now?"

Qi seemed to have emerged from the endless blood, his mind became clearer, and he asked again: "Then will I be more powerful than my brother?"

Granny Hua Geng gently touched the top of Qi's head and said with a gentle smile: "Of course. You will definitely be much better than your brother in the future."

The wind rises again in Xishan Mountain, and thousands of miles of desolation are turned into green vegetation again by the power of the Spring God, and the scars are gone.

In the 80,000th year when Qing Ling came to the Fourth Yuanhui of the Great Desolate World, the number of Xishan Golden Immortal Venerables reached twenty. It was also at this time that Xishan brazenly launched a war of genocide, wiping out the Spirit Centipede clan and the Flying Mantis clan in the west.

, God Sing Mao tribe, three tribes were destroyed.

At this point, the land of Xishan expanded to seven million miles.

As a holy son of a clan, you have to accumulate more luck.

As time goes by, cyan aura has accumulated in the sky above Xishan since the 50,000th year, and bits and pieces of green light gradually spread all over Xishan, until the 129th thousandth year of this Yuanhui, the fifth Yuanhui in Qingling's life.

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