Legend of the Great Saint

The Xuanwu Legion has a strong sense of urgency, and the true disciples are also excited.

Li Qingshan slashed his knife and pointed to the camp of the demons. He said in a lump: "Can there be a demon emperor, dare to fight with me?"

It seems that he is stunned by his momentum. No one in the millions of troops has answered.

Dai Mengfan was in the middle of a bright light, Wan Jianfeng secretly clenched the Jianfeng, but did not agree to pretend that nothing was done, continue to bury his head against the endless arrows and rain meteors.

If you can lead one out, it would be fine.

Ying Zhe's face changed a little, and smiled: "It's a bit interesting. It's not like the Vientiane. It is hidden and waiting for people. But Wan Wancheng, I have to be provocative, and I am being slaughtered."

On the one hand, it is full of urging the demon, speeding up the construction of the twelve heavens.

The rumble of the thunder, the last totem pole broke out and slowly rose to the sky.

"No matter how many means he has, as long as the twelve princes are not broken, I will be invincible!"

Tu Wancheng’s heart snorted, and Laozi certainly understands, do you still teach with you?

Not long ago, he was almost killed by a slap in the sky. Now there are so many true disciples who are facing each other. If he dares to go out, he will definitely rush to kill him.

A sneer, anyway, what is the use of the devil to take risks, screaming: "Continue to attack, do not stop, or the old child swallowed him!"

The devil ordered, who dares not to.

During the time, the dust on the ground was everywhere, and the shouting sounded again.

A branch of the demon army went to war and killed Li Qingshan. Even the sergeant of the sorcerer who was smashed by the tiankeng was screaming hysterically.

The magic cloud re-healed, blocking all the sunlight, and the world was dim. Compared with the thick magic cloud, what is a hole in the district.

Li Qingshan feels a little regret, as Li Liehuo said, as long as he can kill a demon emperor, and break the twelve devils, this embarrassment will win half. Otherwise, it will kill millions of demons and may not be able to win.

It is a pity that these demons are incomprehensible. And there is no shame, and radicalization is useless.

"Go to death!" A mob rushed to him, clenching his long shot at him.

Li Qingshan did not return, and he waved. The knife winds and swells.

The gun is broken, the head is flying, and the blood is sprayed!

The knife wind passed, all the demons within ten feet. Or the body is different, or broken into two, a stream of blood rushed out of the neck, the internal organs rushed out, fell to the ground, scattered in the tiankeng, the blood rushing.

There are a few "good luck" that happen to be shackled, and the vitality of the demons is strong, and they don't die for a while, making a scream. Suddenly turned into a terrible flying hell.

Yanyao bamboo brows wrinkled, can not bear to look straight.

Dai Mengfan saw the warning: "Sister, these evil people should die, you will die on the battlefield, wait for you to be soft and soft!"

"Yeah." Yan Yaozhu should have a voice, but could not help but look to Li Qingshan.

He stood in the center of the tiankeng, and his face was hidden under the golden visor. No one could see his expression. He just slashed with a knife and a knife, and slaughtered the devil.

The stumps are scattered all over the sky. Blood gathered at his feet, and in the blink of an eye he drowned the foot and dyed the gold armor. He was like **** to kill God. There seems to be no unbearable heart.

He has no interest in the massacre, but there is no woman. Since the enemy, 100,000 also killed, and millions also killed. If the demons are willing to die like this, it would be better.

There is a hunch in my heart, and things are never that simple.

A shadow suddenly shrouded. Li Qingshan looked up and gasped, smashed the fierce beasts and rushed to him.

boom!

It is like a fist punching in a pot of rotten meat, visceral blood, broken bones and bones, splashing all over the sky.

阮瑶竹 lost the channel: "Qingshan!"

These beasts are very powerful, and their heads are comparable to the Emperor. Because it is the condensation of the military, the suppression by the laws of heaven and earth is very small, which is equivalent to the combination of several magic emperors. Li Qingshan, a practitioner, has been greatly affected by this border area. Strong and weak, it is the danger of the emperor also falling.

The tiankeng collapsed deeper, and the feet fell into the earth. Between the heads of the screaming beasts, Li Qingshan slashed all the offensives, and silently said: "No problem, can't stop!"

Strive to slash the knife, step forward and launch the charge again!

Han Mang flashes, countless knife guns rushing to face, he is like a steel chariot rampage, the knife and gun have broken, can not leave a scratch on the gold armor.

Hey! The sound of the broken bones in the ears, all the magical people who blocked the road were all knocked out, not even a scream, and died in midair.

Rushing into the army of the demons, slamming the knife and killing.

A cold road passed by, and a knives whistled. If you look down from the sky, the densely packed demons are cleared.

hundred? one thousand? Ten thousand? Killing is not counted! The sea is raging, and the swords and guns are like forests, but it seems to have no end.

Several demon emperors were deeply hidden in the army, and the fierce beasts were launched to make a single blow, like a raging raging wave, and a wave of waves was set in the sea of ​​people.

Li Qingshan will use the knives and knives to display the best, smashing, smashing, dialing, and cutting, resisting the once-offensive, but only burying the head and killing the demons.

These fierce beasts are condensed by the military. They can't kill at all, they can be reunited if they are broken, unless they can kill the coach or kill all the demons.

It is not easy to find a commander in the army, and there are violent beasts constantly harassing him. He simply gave up this choice.

However, the slaughter seems to be simple and quick, but there is a huge problem.

Every time you kill a magical person, you will have to spend a little bit of spirit. These demons are dressed in armor, and after forming a military array, I am afraid that it will take a little more effort. Don't look at only a trace, the accumulation is not the same, the risk of corruption will continue to increase.

Many of the emperors were indulged in the killings, and they were drowned by the boundless blood. When they wanted to pull out, it was too late, and even a small soldier could threaten him.

"A good fool, I see when he can kill!"

Tu Wancheng madly laughed ~ www.readwn.com ~ is to sacrifice 100,000 demons, for another person is also worth, not to mention the boss of the Xuanwu Army.

Anyway, it’s just that there’s not much pain in the death of the sacrifice. In the boundless magical field, it will grow like a wild grass.

Dai Mengfan couldn’t help but mourn: "Lee brother, you have to take the enemy's tricks and waste your power on these despicable demons!"

Li Qingshan did not answer, only to rush in the raging sea of ​​people, the power of each knife is not too big, even the knife is not there, only the blade and the blade to kill the enemy.

But if you look carefully, you will find that the power of each knife has not been attenuated from beginning to end.

After five days of catastrophe, the "Da Di Shen" has become more powerful, and the power has been endless. Even the initial effort to provoke the "one size, one knack" has recovered.

What he said "no problem, can't stop" is without any consumption.

Fight endurance, who is afraid of who. In this battle, as long as it is not too annoying, one million demons can kill the light. To be continued.