Legend of the Great Saint

"not good!"

Li Qingshan’s pupils were shrinking. They had thought that the abandonment sword had not appeared for so long, and most of them had already fled to the magic field. Unexpectedly, it still came out, and it was at this most critical time.

Chu Lie Wang and others who have seen the power of the abandonment of the sword are all shocked in the heart, raising an ominous premonition, just like a terrible disaster.

In the practice road, the absolute gap of power is often not compensated by the quantity. For example, the army of millions of demons is just a chicken in front of Xiao An.

And the power of the abandoning sword itself is better than Li Qingshan and others. If you add a magical scorpion, you will reach an unimaginable level.

"Block him!"

Li Qingshan fluttered, Xiaoan followed zuǒyòu, the end of the mad flower knife and the Buddha sword at the same time kneel, the blade on the black shock wave, the sword front outside the golden Buddha light, any one can easily kill the devil.

"Come on, refining me, you will have unprecedented power!"

The abandoned swordsman’s voice is full of temptation, echoing in the mind of the fighting sorcerer.

It has never been shot, and it has been forbearing until now, because as a sword, even if it has extraordinary power, it must bear the congenital embarrassment. That is, someone must use it, whether it is the sword master or the sword slave. Someone has to hold the hilt.

With its own power, it can be used for a long time, but it cannot support a lasting battle. After the ruin of the town tower, the power from the "Elders of the Sky" was almost exhausted. If it was rushed to take it, there would be danger of being captured, so it would be hidden in the cave. Waiting for an opportunity.

And now, the opportunity is finally here!

"Do you want me to be your sword slave?"

The fighting scorpion is full of vigilance and senses the unusualness of the sword in his hand. This is not a weapon that the devil can control at will.

"No, no, it's just hézuò's guānxì. If we join hands, it is not difficult to kill these people. Or do you want to be ruined here, want to become a big àohuà, a sad loser!"

The abandonment of the sword spirit spares no effort to persuade, full of eager desire. This konjac is simply the best choice. The strength is stronger than the elders of the sky, can exert its stronger strength, and at the same time has no ability to become the sword master, find a chance to turn him into a sword slave in the fierce battle. Not a difficult thing.

If it is normal. Dou will not easily refine the immortal sword. In other words, any demon king will not take such a risk, even if refining and chemicalization must do a good job zhǔnbèi. No one wants to become a sword slave, and it is a scene that is swallowed up by the sword.

However, today's situation, but can not be hesitated, the exchange of minds is completed in a blink of an eye, with the fall of the sword, he decided: "Good!"

Throwing the big sword in his hand, turning it into flying ash in midair, holding the sword in his hands, and suddenly screaming the magical light.

"boom!"

At the same time, the mad flower knife and the buddha sword squatted on the magic light, and the magic light suddenly turned into a telescopic sword light, which actually resisted the sword's edge, which was the abandonment of Jianguang.

"Oh, your death is here!"

The voices of the fighting konjac and the abandoning swordsman are overlapping and interlaced, and the surrounding emptiness yīzhèn is twisted and collapsed, and numerous fine cracks appear.

Li Qingshan's look is more and more dignified, which means that the power of fighting the konjac is beyond the limits of the world. If it is above the magic cave, it will inevitably lead to great changes in the sky. Such a scene, he only seen in the advent of the strange.

Xiao An blood sea scorpion brushed, they were involved in the blood sea, the boundless blood sea tumbling up, piled up into a hemisphere, wrapped them in the center, endless surges, but were not close to be swallowed The telescopic sword light smashes.

Xiao An also does not expect **** sea lice to solve the fighting scorpion, only looking forward to being able to delay his refining and abandoning the sword.

"How?" asked Li Qingshan.

"No, **** seas can't hold him, we can't stop the sword, it won't take a moment..."

Xiao'an dialect has not been finished yet, and the **** sea scorpion screams in the sword, the **** sea burst, and a sword light rushes into the sea, and it is unstoppable!

Once the fighting konjac gets out of it, it is necessary to open the ruined Qingzhou illusion, but it is a little effort, even if it is the Golden King, it can't stop. When the Qingzhou illusion is broken, the magic caves will no longer be suppressed. Soon, the land of thousands of miles will be turned into a magic land, and they will not be able to escape.

The ink sea dragon king, Li Qingshan, Xiao An, Jin Yu Ling Wang are okay, each has their own means of self-protection, as for the Chu Lie Wang, fearless, not roaring, Gu Yanying, etc., I am afraid that it will fall to the next, even with the never All the monks who have escaped from the Tianlong Zen, and even all the creatures who are thousands of miles away, must fall into the claws.

Is it a bitter battle, Qingzhou **** two strong men join hands, or can not stop the invasion of the magic domain?

"If you want to get out, at this time, hesitating will be late." Xiao Andao.

"The friends of the Taoist are pleased to retreat. Let me come to duìf to marry him!"

"I am afraid that this is not the opponent of this demon."

Li Qingshan said that it was a polite thing. The king of Jin Yuling had originally failed to make a fuss. He was first defeated by the king of flying, and he experienced a big battle. At the same time, he also helped Chu Liewang to suppress the magic. He has reached the limit. It is impossible to be the opponent of the fight and the sword.

"There is always bànfǎ." Jin Yanling Wang Fengshen's handsome face is indifferent, "but I am afraid to destroy the magic weapon of Xiao An Daoyou!"

"Does the Taoist friend think..."

Li Qingshan’s heart is moving, and Jin Yuling’s king clearly has the meaning of death, and he must die with the fighting, or before he comes here, he will have this kind of dǎsuàn, to swear by the body, to save the people, or to give the flying king a king. Ododài? Maybe both!

Looking around ~www.readwn.com~The situation on their side is not optimistic, Chu Lie Wang and others will not have to say, although the Mohai Dragon King has an undead body, the strength is weak to the extreme. Xiao An has saved most of his power, even stronger than when he first came, but it is difficult to fight against this kind of strength.

In particular, after fighting the refining of the immortal sword, the strong kendo is simply impossible to be seen as a sword. I am afraid that only the one who has the last mad knife can compete with it.

Seeing that the sword in the **** sea is getting brighter and brighter, this may be the only bànf.

King Jin Ling Ling went to the **** sea, and there was no fear of death on his face. Even without the generosity and sorrow of sacrifice, there was a sense of relief.

"Wait!" A tall figure stopped Kim Jong-ling, and Li Qingshan said: "The Taoist friends have been bitterly repaired, and they can scorn it! You want to bànfǎ suppress the magic cave, I will go back."

After that, he stepped into the **** sea and greeted the fighting sorcerer and the abandoning sword.

This is the final battle! To be continued...)