Legend of the Great Saint

There are many towns and villages on both sides of the river. Needless to say, from the city owner to the village head, they are all surnamed Ma. Li Qingshan will never let go of this opportunity to spread the revolutionary fire, and all the way to the city to break the city, the village into the village, opened I don’t know how many times the public review meeting, I don’t know how many horses were killed.

Of course, not all of the surnames of Ma are damned, Li Qingshan did not engage in any massacres, but the copying of the home is certain. After a winter, the army is lacking food, and if there are any deficiencies, they all use the money to buy it on the spot, and there is no crime with the people.

The word "Xia Wang" really spreads and is upright.

When the army is opened, it will be a city full of farewells, everyone is grateful to zero, and more people join the world, but within a few hundred miles, the fleet has almost doubled, showing the hearts of the people.

Even though the swordsman is dissatisfied with Li Qingshan, he can’t help but feel: “I’ve never heard of any martial arts’s devils doing this kind of thing all the time. These people are full of selfishness regardless of their martial arts and their power. Private desire, no, even if it is a righteous person, isn’t this the case? Perhaps it’s the act of being a hero!”

A little star ignited as a prairie, and at the same time, the northern part of the land is still cold.

Many rivers and lakes explored the rugged snowfields, and the iron buckets surrounded by the empty land were protected against the numerous eyes of the distant mountains.

A hand-held compass and a mouse-bearing man, like a thin man like Mr. Account, hurried to a big account, screaming: "God is looking for a lord!"

"Come in!" The account came with a majestic voice.

The guards opened the heavy curtains, and the gods entered the account. A hot air came from the face, full of luxury and richness, full of pearls and jade, and soft and heavy carpet at the foot. They could not feel the coldness of the snow. The account was extremely wide, and a group of young girls served lightly on the sidelines.

The two men held high positions and were making tea, and they all exuded the majesty of the superiors.

"Looking at the Zhang Meng and Ma chiefs."

The **** operator advocated Yuntian’s deep worship to the Wulin League. When the eyeball turned, it fell on the old man with silver hair, and gave a deep ritual.

Zhang Yuntian’s rush in the north, this luxurious enjoyment is naturally the handwriting of the first family in the North, the old man is the patriarch of the Ma family, known as the “Tianma”.

But what the **** operator is more envious of is his other title - the stallion.

Ma Xingkong has reached the age of sorrow, still able to count on the number of women, colorless and unhappy, Hougong Jiali countless, gave him hundreds of sons and grandchildren. Instead of not taking the "studling" as a shame, he is also very proud of it. If every descendant of the Ma family is as powerful as him. There is no other surname in the northern border.

"how about it?"

Zhang Yuntian put down the tea pot and almost waited for a winter. He went to the north several times, but he could not find the falling star. He invited the master of the martial arts master "God". Use the secret number method of the **** machine door to calculate and determine the position of the falling star.

When Ma Jiayi opened the spring, he sent a large group of people to the north to conduct a large-scale search. He finally reached the same goal and found the land where the demon star fell, but did not find the trace of the demon star.

"Bing the lord, according to my calculations. Here is the place where the demon star fell, but also caused a landslide."

"God operator, what do you mean, the demon star is buried under this?" The horse line screamed like a Hong Zhong.

"This... I can only say that the demon star is falling here. As for whether it is below, it is hard to say."

"Then you still say a fart!"

"Ma brother. This is not your place, but the old man of the Shenque Mountain Villa. It is not impossible if he takes the demon star first."

Zhang Yuntian took a sip of tea, and the **** operator was invited by him. Since he can't be insulted casually, the reason why he is alone in the north, one is that ordinary veterans can't act in such ice and snow, and then in order to guard against this unconventional, do not want to be divided.

"This is impossible. The demon star is not a stone. It can be taken away when it is taken away. Although the white king is a generation of swords, it is not a common frozen soil. It is impossible to dig a tunnel, even though I have all the miners. It takes two or three months to get rid of these rocks, and there is no such manpower in the Shenzhuang Villa."

Ma Xingkong slightly converged a bit of arrogance, but the implication is that without the human and material resources of my Ma family, even if you are the martial arts lord, I would like to see this demon star.

"I have sent people to the mountain to worship the mountain. I believe that I will come back soon. If the old man got the demon star, he must not hide it, or even hide it. We can't help him. I believe it will soon be There will be a message coming back."

"How did the lord never know me?"

"I believe that Ma Xiong also does not want to abolish the great efforts, but only dig a pile of stones. Anyway, the matter here is absolutely nothing but the White King. It is better to simply say something." Zhang Yuntian suddenly looked like a move: "Ma brother sits down I will go out and see, what is the rotten fish and stinky shrimp, I want to share a piece of cake, I will give them a lesson!"

Zhang Yuntian took the ego operator out of the account, and the man he sent to the Shenque Villa finally came back.

A teenager who looks very similar to the horse line, strangely asked: "Grandpa, is this demon star come to the world is not a bad thing? If it is buried by a landslide, it is better, why do so many people want to get it? ”

"Hey grandson, this is what you don't understand. It's the so-called no-tiger. The big murderer must have a good luck. You know that the seven-killing demon who used to be a stalwart, he was an ordinary knifeman who was chased by the enemy~www.mtlnovel. Com~ just happened to meet the demon star, the result of comprehending the seven killing knife method, killing all the enemies, but also set the seven killing magic door, the four major families of the seven major sects together to destroy it. This is just an example, all contact with the demon star Those who have survived, all martial arts and advances, as long as the mind is determined, not be enchanted by the demon star, you can comprehend the ultimate martial arts, unite the martial arts, and break the void!"

"Grandpa must make this demon star also surnamed Ma!"

A burst of cool breeze, Ma Xingkong is about to drink, but see Zhang Yuntian brows wrinkled into the door, "Shenzhen Villa has become a ruin, it seems to have been thunder, but also caused a fire."

"Haha, it’s a retribution! The King of White and the swordsmen will never be burned to death!"

"All of them have disappeared, only some corpses have been discovered afterwards."

Zhang Yuntian's brow wrinkled deeper and felt that this incident was very strange.

"What! Is it really swallowing the demon star? No, this is impossible!"

A panicked figure, straight into the big account, fell to the foot of the horse: "The patriarch, not good, rebellious, all rebellious!"