When Qing Ling arrived at the beginning of the Sixth Yuanhui of the Great Desolate World, another war between all beasts broke out. This time, the war between all beasts completely divided the general trend of the Eastern Wilderness.

The more than fifty clans of the Spirit Toads were completely united, and they went straight to the northeast to engage in an unprecedented war with more than a dozen branch clans of the Black Lizard clan, without giving in. The Black Lizard clan, on the other hand, did not use the strength of their own clan and the Great Luo Supreme.

, it is really impossible to defeat the unified Spirit Toad Clan, which has a vast territory of billions of miles, more than 70 Golden Immortal Lords, and even an additional Taiyi Daxiu not long ago.

In the far south, the seventy-two salamander clans finally unified under the strong pressure of the Tianjun salamander clan. They have nearly a hundred golden immortals, even the black lizard clan cannot match them. And the salamander clan has twelve holes.

The clan leader is so unfathomable and mysterious that even the neighboring giant crocodile clan members dare not take it easy on him.

And Xishan once again launched a brazen attack to the west, pushing down the five tribes. The territory of the tribe is more than tens of millions of miles away. The number of Jinxian Venerables has reached more than thirty. Although it is the weakest among the major forces, it is the development

fastest.

Qing Ling left Xishan quietly, and no one knew about it except Hua Geng. Everyone in the clan thought that the Holy Son was still in seclusion. After all, the Holy Son was an ascetic cultivator and could not leave the house for tens of thousands of years, which was known to the entire clan.

At the border of Xishan Mountain and the confrontation between more than ten tribes of the Western Insect Tribe, the Aoki Great Wall was built, the red flags of the Five Mountains fluttered in the sky, and elite snake soldiers patrolled back and forth closely. Thirteen tribes of the other Insect Tribe and several close tribes in the west faced each other.

Even today's Xishan cannot be careless about power.

Deep in the earth, there are also snake soldiers who are good at earth escape, patrolling the soil to detect traces of enemy troops.

A heaven-level snake clan member was sending out his spiritual thoughts for thousands of miles at this moment. After careful inspection, everything in his spiritual thoughts was normal and there was no abnormality.

But what he didn't know was that there was a palm-sized yellow man merging with the soil and sneaking towards the south. His earthy aura was almost completely in line with the soil, making it difficult to distinguish anything unusual.

In the belly of the yellow villain, Qing Ling, who had shrunk to the size of a thumb, was lying in the belly of the puppet and looking around.

This puppet is the earth energy that he integrated into the five qi in his chest after he stepped into the Golden Immortal. It is the only single-line puppet that has almost disappeared in the earth. Even Taiyi Daxiu will not be discovered as long as he is not too close.

Moreover, there are thousands of water puppets and wooden puppets with improved concealment capabilities ahead, exploring the way for him.

Qing Ling was at the very back, receiving information from the puppets in front and choosing the safest route to move forward.

He has to go all the way south, pass through the thirteen tribes of the Zerg tribe, then cross the land of the Spirit Toad tribe, then pass through the land of the Salamander tribe, and finally go westward into the land of chaos.

In his perception, the call of the Beginning Land came from that direction. If he walked west from Xishan Mountain, although it would be safer to pass through various small tribes, he would have to go directly south from the Land of Chaos.

The land of chaos is a place of complete desperadoes. There are countless desperadoes in it, either disobedient to the three tribes or strong men with grudges against the three tribes. There are many golden immortals everywhere in Taiyi, and even Daluo Jinxian is hiding in seclusion.

have.

Although the route Qing Ling chose was a little more bumpy, there were still not that many strong men, and he would hardly encounter Da Luo. Even the Salamander Clan had formed an alliance with the Xishan Snake Clan, and the two tribes were close, making it easier to pass through.

That's why he chose this path.

Going all the way south into the realm of the Insects, Qing Ling began to be careful. Several of the thousands of puppets he released had already been damaged.

On the earth, insects are rampant. From the sky, ferocious birds swoop down to eat huge insects and rain blood on them. There are hostile insects that fight with each other, leaving body parts and corpses everywhere. Occasionally, the roars of ferocious beasts are heard, and the sharp sounds of insects are heard.

, every moment in the prehistoric times, countless creatures died in fighting, countless creatures were reborn, and species were replaced and renewed.

Qing Ling nestled in the little puppet, absorbing every trace of her Taoist aura, and continued to live in the little puppet's body. She could not change her habit no matter where she was, she just changed her place to live.

In the picture above, more than 800 puppets are exploring the way. Sometimes everything is fine for several days. Sometimes when they explore a strange area, several puppets will disappear inexplicably, and even the scenery they see cannot be conveyed.

return.

When encountering a place like this, Qing Ling would rather go around in a big circle than have the curiosity to take a look.

Although it might be a real treasure, Qing Ling felt that it was more likely to be some terrifying beast sleeping underground!

Therefore, because of the detour, Qing Ling's journey is very slow and winding. In some strange places, he can lose his sense of direction and cannot even detect the sun, moon and stars. It is very likely that he will get lost.

This kind of thing has happened to him a lot, and the ancient land is full of strange things, and even the Golden Immortal will be ruined if he is not careful.

It's not that he hasn't thought about flying to the sky, but when traveling in the sky, he not only has to resist the violent power of each sky, but also if he encounters other travelers, they are either Jinxian, Taiyi, or even Daluo, and there is no one in the sky at all.

Hiding in a hidden place, it is too dangerous for a golden immortal like him to travel alone.

If you fly under the sky, you are seeking death. The air under the sky belongs to the airspace of each ethnic group, and flying through it is not allowed.

So Qing Ling thought a lot before choosing this method.

He has been in this business for hundreds of years, and passed through the Chong tribe without incident, passing through more than a dozen small tribes on the west side, and arrived at the junction of the small tribes on the west side and the Lingchan tribe.

The Spirit Toad Tribe not only resisted the invasion of the Black Lizard Branch, but also ambitiously wanted to expand westward. The Eighteen Clan of Chongshan also jointly resisted the Spirit Toad Tribe's attack.

The Eighteen Clans in Chongshan are all eighteen small tribes living in this mountainous area that stretches for more than ten million miles. This place is extremely close to the land of chaos, and from time to time there are murderers lurking in the mountains and mountains.

There are many mountains and rivers, and barren mountains and ridges are everywhere, stretching for more than tens of millions of miles. There are many natural and earthly treasures hidden in the vast mountains that have not been discovered.

The strength of the eighteen small tribes is too weak, and there are barely more than twenty golden immortals. The number of tribesmen is also affected by the mountains. The number of tribes is not too many. They are all land beast tribes, such as the Mountain Wolf Tribe, the Purple Striped Leopard Tribe, the Mountain Crossing Tribe...

When Qing Ling passed by this mountain range, he was forced to stop. Because deep in the earth's veins, there were powerful mana fluctuations and even violent collisions with the laws of the great road, affecting tens of thousands of miles of the earth.

Moreover, Qing Ling also felt a vague aura of the same kind, which should be an innate attribute, or even an innate god!

Qing Ling thought for a moment, then controlled an earth puppet to sneak deeper into the ground and escape in the direction of the wave.

Extremely deep underground, a part of the Sumeru world stays here, and a small world of millions of feet wide is located deep in this earth.

Behind a huge stone, a puppet with only two eyes grasped the stone with both hands, quietly stretched out his head, and carefully looked into the space.

Qing Ling, who was hundreds of thousands of miles away, saw the scene in the field for a moment.

He raised his eyebrows and unexpectedly met an old friend! How wonderful!
Chapter completed!