Legend of the Great Saint

"You can eat it all. (.)"

Li Qingshan casually said that until this moment, he did not feel any life, no matter who was sealed under the ice sword cliff, it seems to have been frozen to death.

"Eat!?" The eyes of dissatisfaction with the string month, and looking at the figure gradually clearer in the silkworm cocoon, seriously consider it.

The red flame is like burning blood, melting the silkworm cocoon. Most of the white-haired woman is curled up in it, wearing a white feather coat with furry white feathers on the edges. The face is delicate and indifferent, like a snow fairy.

"If it is alive, you can eat and see!" Li Qingshan smiled and licked his lips.

"Do you like to eat raw?" The string month surprised.

Li Qingshan smiled and refused to explain. He said: "It is not an ice sword but an ice axe!"

The woman is holding an ice axe, and there are many ice and snow patterns in the crystal clear, but the whole is huge and embarrassing. It combines the beauty of art and the violent weapon, and exudes a deep and chill.

Li Qingshan saw at a glance that this ice axe is not a magic weapon of the ordinary, I am afraid that he will not lose the mad knife, and there may be a soldier.

"Hey, come to an axe, big black, come to me!" The string moon smiled.

"This is not something you can use." Li Qingshan grabbed the handle of the axe and touched the skin of the white-haired woman, but found that it was not the stiffness of the imagination, but it was very delicate and soft, but it was very cold and seemed to contain Pure and powerful spiritual power, said to himself: "I can definitely eat."

"Okay, then you have to keep eating, I want an axe!" ()

Li Qingshan was too lazy to take care of her. She wanted to take the ice axe out of the white-haired woman's arms, but the ice axe seemed to be frozen on her body. If it was forced, she might not even tear her body. A little bit of heart can't bear it, it will ignite the fire of the phoenix, and want to melt the ice.

The flame burns and flows. The white-haired woman was unscathed, and the cold body was also dyed with a warm touch. The ice axe in the arms stirred a round of cold.

Suddenly, her white and white eyelashes fluttered, opened her eyes, a pair of white eyes, coldly staring at him, a low voice in the throat, "Fire. I hate fire!" Jumping from the cocoon From the beginning, the ice axe bowed to Li Qingshan.

Time flies, the wind snarls, and the snow roars. The moon is dark.

"Live over!" The string moon was shocked and fled to hide behind Li Qingshan.

"I still let her die!"

Li Qingshan couldn't help but shudder. He lifted two hands to cross the sky and snow, and the left hand grabbed the axe blade and gently pulled it. The right hand grabbed the white-haired woman's throat. The power of this axe is not small. But it is nothing compared to the giant palms of the Big Buddha and the gold seals pressed by Chu Liewang.

The white-haired woman struggled fiercely, and the ice axe trembled. In a blink of an eye, Li Qingshan was covered with a layer of ice. However, since I felt the coldness of the water of the market, this kind of cold is nothing.

"The spirit turtle Zhenhai!"

Li Qingshan was shocked, and the ice was broken. A round of light blue light shrouded the ice axe and the woman, both of which were quiet.

"Kill her!" cried the string.

"These two days seem to have killed a lot of people." Li Qingshan is far away, just about to start, the woman's white eyes suddenly appear a pair of coix seed, although it is also white, but has a crystal pattern, like a snowflake like a six diamond Slightly a little stunned, reflecting the figure of Li Qingshan, with a very weak voice: "Is it you... saved me?"

This voice is definitely different from just now, the body exudes a faint demon, although it is very weak, but it is very pure, it is a demon king, and the realm is very high.

"Which one are you?" Li Qingshan stunned, and there was a faint guess.

"White little sly." The woman frowned, very difficult to remember the name of the name, and said: "Or ... cold feather moth king!" The color of the fading gradually faded, restore the cold pride.

"Seventy-two road demon king! Oh, long-awaited for a long time!" Li Qingshan marveled, the original ice sword cliff actually sealed such an old monster, the seventy-two road demon kings seen before are public - except the magic sea Yu Wang, a guy who is not male or female, is still the first to see her mother.

"Can you, let me put it down first." Bai Xiaoying tried to turn his neck, but the strength of the hand was amazing, and she was in weakness, and it was difficult to break free. She felt "I was frozen." For many years, has the Yaozu been so strong?"

"You just wanted to kill me as a savior." Li Qingshan didn't mean to let go.

"That's not me!" Bai Xiaoyan looked at the ice axe.

"Oh, understand!" Li Qingshan let go.

The white little smashed his neck, his expression suddenly changed, and he lifted the ice axe high, and his mouth whispered: "Kill!"

"Hey, you are actually controlled by the soldiers!" Li Qingshan stood up and shook his head, turning a blind eye to the ice axe. The demon and axe were in a state of extreme weakness, and they could not pose any threat to her.

"You **** quietly to me!" Bai Xiaoyan's face changed, and the ice axe slammed into the ground, slamming on the ground, a loud bang, and the earth cracked a large canyon.

Li Qingshan stood on the edge of the cliff and glanced at the canyon. The bright moonlight could hardly illuminate the deepest part of the canyon. From the road from Qingzhou to Longzhou, there were new problems. The heart said: "It really is thin." Camels are bigger than horses, and these old monsters don't have a weak one."

Bai Xiaoyan clasped the ice axe with both hands, flew into the air, swallowed the aura of the heavens and the earth, and unfolded a pair of white and narrow wings behind him~www.readwn.com~The moonlight was also distorted, gathered on her body, cold and holy.

"Can this still be divided?" The string moon poked out from the shoulder of Li Qingshan. Li Qingshan shrugged his shoulders and shouted to the sky: "Hey, can you discuss something with you!"

When the light flashed, Bai Xiaoying stood in front of Li Qingshan and pointed his ice tip at his nose: "Retract what you just said!"

"You are so much savior?" Li Qingshan said.

"First of all, I have not been controlled by the soul of the soldiers, and a younger generation in your district, how do you know the power of the soldiers?" Bai Xiaoying said that in the end, it was a bit gnashing, in order to downsize this mysterious ice axe, she paid a heavy price. Never let anyone evaluate it at will.

"Where the soldiers are, I have it!" Li Qingshan pulled out the last mad knives and gently plucked the mysterious ice axe.

The mad flower knife roared: "This monk dares to point the weapon at you, you still don't shoot, are you a man, and this broken axe, give me a handle!"

Xuanbing Axe said: "Just by you? Ashura is my defeat!"