If these rat tribes escape, it means that they should not die, and if they can't escape, they will naturally become the food of the snake tribe.

After Qingluo confessed to the slaughter and buried the snake corpse, he waved out countless thorns, which covered the desert and surrounded the desert, preventing the rats from escaping, and even the underground was connected by roots and stems, which was difficult to excavate.

But some of the thorns also leave a crevice to escape.

Then, with a wave of his sleeve, he turned into a great wind, and the rats scattered in all directions, no longer gathering together.

Finally, after a few glances at this place of cause and effect, he shook his head and turned into a blue light and left!

Qingluo found a mountain range, made a cave, and retreated in it to repair.

Not only did his eyes not recover, but he had cast another spell just now, and the vitality in his body was a little lost. Naturally, it needs to be repaired.

At this time

The slaughter in the distance was already housing snakes, and thousands of snakes had crawled into this hundred-mile-long place.

In the future, maybe they will become demons, or maybe they will be destroyed by more powerful demon predators. But it's up to their luck!

More than half a year later, Qingluo's body was completely injured, and he flew to the east again.

At this time, the dark feeling in his heart had become even stronger, and even became a kind of guidance! Guiding Qingluo to the east, where something was waiting for him, or calling him.

Qingluo thought to himself, it seems that he is also going to have good luck. Generally, this kind of induction is summoned by a spiritual treasure, or an opportunity is coming!

He quickly adjusted his mentality and accelerated to the east.

And Qingluo's flight is a hundred years old! Although he can't fly and escape, the Golden Immortal Cultivator can easily reach it by traveling thousands of miles in a day. But he had only reached the middle of the flood at this time.

Qingluo was cautious along the way, and when he encountered a place where there might be a great supernatural power, he took a detour back, and when he saw a cultivator, he didn't pay attention to the conversation, and used various methods to avoid some dangerous places. I've gone through a lot of hardships to get here!

But he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, when he traveled to the west, Tang Sanzang set off from Dongsheng Shenzhou and rushed to Xiniuhe Prefecture, even if the four continents were divided and the area was smaller, but with his mortal speed, how could he reach Lingshan in just ten years?

He had doubts in his mind, and he only had to inquire about them later.

At this time, Qingluo was standing in front of a very tall mountain range.

A majestic and ancient breath came to the face, shocking people's hearts. Thousands of peaks row halberds, ten thousand open screens. The power of the world is overwhelming, the power is overwhelming, the power is boundless, and the power is boundless. The corners of water and fire are high and the earth is high, and the sky and the sea are towering. It is the Optimus Prime at the Hundred Veins Convergence, the root of the earth that has no eternal.

Although this mountain range is full of spiritual energy and has a wide area, it is completely free from the beauty and agility of other famous mountains and rivers, and it is full of vitality, and some are only coercive, which makes people admire the momentum.

As soon as the creatures of the flood desolation arrived here, they sensed in their hearts that this mountain was the former heavenly pillar of the Pangu god, Buzhou Mountain.

It's just that this mountain was destroyed by the ancestral witch Gonggong in the Lich War, and it was washed by the water of the Heavenly River when it first fell, and the mountain height is already much shorter. (There are no classics to record what happened after the Zhou Mountain was broken, and many myths record that the Buzhou Mountain may be Kunlun Mountain or West Kunlun.) Therefore, when I set up the Buzhou Mountain to divide in the four continents, it was divided into many pieces, but the largest two pieces were counted as the West Kunlun of the West Queen Mother and the original Kunlun Mountain. After all, these two mountain ranges are relatively close to Buzhou Mountain. If you don't like it, don't spray. ）

But it is still the highest mountain that Qingluo has seen, and it is incomparable! The mountain range that follows this mountain is immeasurable.

But there is a fairy mountain in the west of it, which is full of wonder, with many valleys and ravines, and far peaks and trees. Birds and geese cried, and deer drank apes and climbed. Cui Dai is like a screen, and the green cliff is like a bun. It's really hard to get to the dust, and you never get tired of looking at the spring stones. Qingluo thought to himself, could this be the West Kunlun of the later generations?

He looked east again, and there were green pines and cypresses in the south of the mountain, and green willows and red peaches in the north of the mountain. Noisy, mountain fowl talking, dancing, cranes flying. Fragrant and fragrant, flowers of a thousand colors, green and green, weeds are strange. There is surging green water under the stream, and there are auspicious clouds in front of the cliff. The mountain sky scatters infinite auspicious meaning, respects the sky, and complements heaven and earth.

He guessed that this was the original Kunlun Mountain!

The saint dojo has infinite wonders, but this is not something that Qingluo can comprehend.

He didn't think much about it, and walked into this unfortunate mountain alone to explore the opportunity.

The kind of guidance in his heart disappeared here. And because this Buzhou Mountain is a relic vein, it is still extremely powerful, and Qingluo does not dare to fly directly into it. For he did not see any birds flying in the air, or the light of the monks.

Later generations said how powerful Pangu's coercion was, and that climbing a mountain could still refine the body, and that you could also look at the scenery on the side of the road to have an epiphany, or a lot of wonders.

Qingluo didn't dare to say whether it was possible before this mountain was broken, but now, I still think that those things are just dreams!

The ubiquitous Pangu coercion on this mountain does not fall on the body, but on the heart. Although Qingluo has some respect for the great god of Pangu, he has been in this ancient and tragic atmosphere, and his heart is not ordinary uncomfortable.

It's like you have a little bit of a favorite food, you keep letting you eat, you keep making you eat, and you feel sick to your stomach when you eat it.

Of course, this is just a metaphor for Qingluo, he doesn't dare to say it, just complain.

There are not many creatures on the mountain, and the spiritual materials have grown in the last few thousand years. Qingluo took it a little bit, and then he didn't accept it.

He endured the discomfort of his mood and continued to search for this lonely mountain.

But one day, two days, three days, one year, two years, three years,...... Thirty-seven years later, Qingluo doesn't know where to go, and still hasn't found the place where the mysterious chance sensing is located.

He was really depressed in his heart at this time, and said that the aura of the protagonist was good, and if he came to Zhoushan, he would encounter the innate spirit treasure, or he would encounter the relics of Pangu, or he would find the fragment of the jade disc of creation and become a deserted one, and realize his own path, or he would advance to the Daluo Quasi-Sage.

What's the matter, he hasn't met him! Isn't he the protagonist yet?

Qingluo thought again, could it be that he was late?

This Buzhou Mountain may have had a lot of magic weapons before the Lich Tribulation, but it must have been looted by many great magical powers.

Later, the water of the Tianhe River was destroyed, and the elixir and spiritual materials were gone! There may be a spiritual treasure in the mountain, and it was taken by the Yuan Shi Tianzun to refine the treasure again.

Alas~ I thought that I had been in the wilderness for so long, and I didn't have a single innate treasure, what a failure!

Hey, he's got something. Qing Luo released the innate earth spirit with a wave of his hand, looking at this wonderful innate thing, he felt a little comforted.

This thing was given by Duobao Dao, but he couldn't deal with it for a while, so he could only plan to wait until he returned to the mountain to discuss with Qinglan and Ge Kun.

With a wave of his hand, he was about to collect the innate earth spirit.

But who knew that this innate earth spirit suddenly floated in the air and didn't move!

Qing Luo was startled, and hurriedly rolled up a huge force to take it back. But who knew that this earth spirit suddenly released a circle of light and spread out.

He hurriedly summoned the Nine Xuantu to resist, and as soon as the Xuantu touched the aperture, it was as if it didn't exist, and it passed through, including his own body.

Qingluo watched in astonishment as the aperture continued to spread, and then the circle spread into the heavens and the earth and disappeared!

When he saw that the vision was gone, he wanted to take back the innate earth spirit, and he didn't know if the vision would alarm something powerful.

But this innate earth spirit suddenly stretched out a chain of earthy yellow spirits to the east, and continued to extend.

Seeing this, Qingluo didn't care, and directly grabbed the earth spirit with his hand and held it in his arms.

But the earthy yellow spirit chain is still extending to the east! This light chain is so mysterious and abnormal, Qingluo can't stop it at all.

Looking at this direction, Qingluo's heart moved, could it be that he was guiding him, there were treasures?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly followed the direction of the light chain.

This chain of light continues to stretch, and the road further east it becomes, the more remote, desolate, and difficult to climb. It took a lot of effort for Qingluo to keep up.

After walking for about three days, the spirit chain finally disappeared.

Qingluo, on the other hand, rested in place while looking here. Here is at the step of a mountainside, and there is a mountain wall more than ten zhang in front. There are also a few spiritual elixirs on the ground here.

But other than that, there's nothing unusual here!Qingluo was puzzled, it took a lot of effort, nothing!

He searched every inch of the place, as well as the mountain walls. I searched for a long time but didn't find anything.

The tired Qingluo sat on the ground and meditated and breathed, and suddenly he looked at the mountain wall with a big brain, thinking that if he opened the door with a few sesame words, the mountain wall would open with an uproar, and then gold and silver, eh, and then a lot of magic treasures?

Qingluo waved his robe with his sleeve, and a vine shot out suddenly, piercing into the mountain wall, and then scattered in it, and then the mountain wall was pierced by the vines and shattered into a pile.

Qingluo hurriedly collected the spell and carefully stared at the place where the mountain wall fell and produced the smoke and dust.

When it dissipated, all they saw was a pile of rubble and a creature several feet long.

When I looked closely, it was just a pangolin in the realm of heavenly immortals. This disappointed Qingluo, who had great hopes, and angrily whipped out the pangolin that had not woken up yet, threw it hard, and threw it down the mountain.