When I first woke up in the morning, I looked at the mountains full of clouds and mist, and the white snakes walked through the sea of clouds like dragons playing in the sea, and the snakes sleeping in the mist gradually woke up, and they shook their heads and didn't understand how they fell asleep at night.

Many snakes feel light-headed, and they feel that they have a lot of thoughts that snakes don't have.

Lingshan Zhongxiu, the sea of fog is misty, the villagers under the mountain only feel that today's Ten Thousand Snakes Mountain is taller and more mysterious than in the past, and a doll suddenly saw a white figure flying over the top of the mountain, and shouted excitedly: "Snake!" Big snake! Can fly! ”

The old man was startled, hurriedly covered the child's mouth, and muttered: "The gods forgive the sins, the willow immortals forgive the sins, the child is stupid and doesn't know how to worship God, and he has no intention of colliding, don't blame!" ”

At the top of the mountain, Bai Lan's huge snake body coiled the mountain, overlooking his Ten Thousand Snake Mountain in the sea of clouds.

The snakes are at ease, hunting, sleeping, reproducing, dying of old age, and living and living.

Bai Lan used to worry that if there were too many snake demons in the Ten Thousand Snake Mountain, they would intrigue with humans like that, and they would deceive me.

But now, he feels that there are too many lives and too few wisdom in the mountains and forests, which makes him feel that the heights are unbearable.

Hirayama-kun didn't know if he was dead or not, or if he fled to where he recuperated from his injuries.

The black bear spirit is really dead, and so is Hu Qiniang, but it may not be that there is no back hand like Bai Lan, who can know all these things?

But at least, in the northern region of the Qinan Mountain Range, there is no demon dominating within a radius of thousands of miles, and he is barely the overlord of this region.

Behind him, Qing Cangyou crawled over, looking at the white snake with a snake body coiled in the clouds, there was an indescribable spirituality.

Bai Lan turned his head, saw the green snake, and said: "Qingcang, you will go to the Black Mountain to cultivate in the future, although it was cut off by Pingshan Jun, it is also a high mountain."

Moreover, the vitality of heaven and earth in the mountains is much richer than that of Ten Thousand Snake Mountain, and there is no divine power to suppress it, which is quite suitable for you. ”

Qing Cang nodded happily when he heard this, as if he had a new home, "Okay, brother." In the future, I will go to Montenegro to cultivate, and strive to transform as soon as possible. ”

"Hehe, where is it so fast. Transfiguration requires extreme caution, and you must remember not to be impatient. Bai Lan asked.

"Got it!" The green snake ran to Montenegro without looking back, like a child who had been restrained at home for a long time and was finally free.

Bai Lan laughed helplessly, the green snake should also grow up, it needs its own world, if you want to turn into a dragon, you can't be a long worm who only knows how to be lazy and enjoy happiness by his side.

Black Mountain is a spiritual mountain of cultivation, although the black wind monster is dead, there are dozens of monsters and monsters in the mountain, and they will definitely compete for belonging. He wanted to see what kind of choice the green snake would make after it arrived, whether to kill all the demons and respect him, or to subdue the demons and cultivate the deep mountains.

A black demon pill floated in the air, floating quietly in the air, which contained the thousand-year-old penance of a great demon who had transformed into a demon, devouring and refining could increase the demonic power for one or two hundred years.

Bai Lan didn't have this idea, the incompatibility of demonic power and devouring it would only lead to the mottling and messiness of his own pure demonic power, and after all, it would be cultivated by others, even if it was used for his own use, it would also lead to unstable heels.

Naturally, it is not as good as the spiritual grass that is clocked by heaven and earth, which can save penance and increase Taoism.

He wanted to use this demon pill to refine a Dharma body, shape the Divine Dao Image, and sit in the Willow Immortal Divine Domain to take charge of the human world for him, so as not to be distracted when he cultivated.

However, his demon cultivation realm is still too shallow, less than five hundred years of Taoism, the risk is too great, and he can only wait until the future to see.

As for the corpses of the demons, Bai Lan didn't move, and returning to nature was the best destination.

Bai Lan was on the top of the mountain, he was feeling the vastness and insignificance of the creatures of heaven and earth, and the sword of Pingshan Jun gave him a great impact, and King Qi in the mouth of the bear demon thought that he was a peerless sword immortal.

In this Qinan Mountain Range, the involvement is really not small. In the end, it is the border between the shemale races.

In the southernmost part of the Qinan Mountain Range, there is the demon domain, the demon country, and the demon city established by the demon king, where there is the world of demons, and ninety percent of the demons in the world are gathered.

With Bai Lan's not-so-smart mind, he could guess that it was probably those immortal demon kings who had made an agreement on the harmony of the two races in the Qinan Mountain Range, and used this as the boundary of the territory, and the two races kept each other in harmony.

Therefore, as long as there are no high-ranking people who suddenly appear, this place is the safest for Bai Lan.

The white snake is entrenched on the top of the mountain looking at the clouds, watching the sun, swallowing the moon, fantasizing about the sword in his mind, looking at the unparalleled momentum, and having the intuition of death and lifelessness, he does not have too much extravagance to perceive something from a sword, but there must be no perception of the image.

It wasn't until seventeen years later that Bai Lan was 300 years old.

This year, he chose to degenerate a hundred-year-old dead skin dragon coat on the top of the mountain, and his body was covered with intense numbness and itching, he violently hit the mountain rock, and beat the mountain stone wall with his body, like a dragon making trouble in the sea, and the clouds and mist were surging.

A few hours later, Bai Lan crawled out of the snake with difficulty, paralyzed on the top of the mountain, watching the clouds in the sky gather and scatter, and his heart was inexplicably calm.

This time he molted, he didn't comprehend the demon art by chance, but his body grew to twenty zhang long again!

Such a giant snake, no matter how bold a human being is, will gasp when he sees it, and even be frightened.

When Bai Lan raised his head, the golden snake eyes emitted a terrifying luster, as if he could look directly into his heart.

He found that his eyes could see more clearly, and at a glance he could see hundreds of miles, and his vision was broad, and he could better see the true meaning of the forms of all things in heaven and earth.

"Before I knew it, it had been three hundred years!"

Bai Lan sighed, put away his transformed dragon robe, and took off the nine pieces of scale armor on the snake's molten and sent them to the neighbor's cave.

After a while, countless carnivorous ants flew out of the hole, devouring the phosphorus armor. But their teeth are not sharp enough, and they only grind off some leftovers after biting for a long time.

Bai Lan looked at the little black ants with teeth and smiled.

He picked up the snake and sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, waiting for the bright moon to rise in the sky.

The blue sky turned from blue to red, and the whole world illuminated by the sunset was warm and beautiful, and the white blue in the glow stroked his own dragon robe over and over again, eliminating the impurities on it.

When the sky turns from red to dark, the stars on the horizon gradually appear, the stars flash inadvertently, and the crescent moon hangs high like a meniscus bow, sprinkling soft moonlight.

Bai Lan stretched out his hand and threw it, the dragon robe flew up, and the moonlight shone on it, and he used the power of the demon power to spit out the power of the Taiyin and Shaoyin, and separated a trace of the condensed leather on the dragon robe.

The demons in the world are not good at using treasures, and most of them use witchcraft to practice the world, all because spiritual treasures are rare, magic weapons are difficult to refine, and monsters are low in wisdom and difficult to refine.

But the demon has a long lifespan, often hundreds of thousands of years, even if there is no treasure and no material, the body is covered with hair and horn bones have become treasures, so there are demons to take materials from the body, day and night with demon power to warm and refine, to become a demon treasure, unpredictable, heart and object communication.

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