Legend of the Great Saint

Deep in hell, the glacier is extinct.

A tall, thin figure is walking along the winding ridge to the foothills step by step.

The wind blew away the snow, and the foot was a magnificent fire, solidified with eternal burning.

Li Qingshan unshaven, wind and frost covered, grabbed a handful of ice and snow, chewed in the mouth, swallowed, spit out a hot air.

Drinking ice for ten years, it is difficult to cool and blood.

Beyond the mountains, the big green ghost looked at the black figure in the ice and snow world: "This... how is this possible?"

According to the law of hell: the heart is born, the land is made by itself. No matter what evil spirits are, once they break into them, they will always be trapped and unable to be freed.

So Li Qingshan is not close to the glacier, but what is going on now? He is on the summit!

And I don’t know when it will start, the dead fire will not re-ignite, and it will be blocked by the blue and white ice in the great lake of the glacier.

"Hey, what about the heart?"

Li Qingshan’s smile is colder than the cold wind, but the eyes that look to the foothills are hotter than the dead fire.

Thanks to this **** rule, there is also a bowl of Meng Po Tang. In the quenching of ice and fire, the **** of the sun has never been destroyed, and even the power has not lost a trace of it, and it has been sealed up.

The pain was like a hammer, and the slamming of him, not only did not kill him, but inspired the real power of his heart.

Like a cold knife, out of the furnace, into the cold water, more tempered by thousands of tempered, sharp and exposed!

Hey! Booming!

There are countless cracks in the icebergs at the foot, and the deadfire is just around the corner.

Li Qingshan did not hesitate, but he continued to make great strides. He said: "I want to be comfortable and comfortable. This is the heart of all beings. What is sin?"

Then the iceberg does not collapse, and the dead fire does not ignite.

Carrying out the way of self-sufficiency, although there is no trace of power. There is no need for a single spell, but the glaciers are covered. Stepping on the hell.

It's like a cold knife squirting, smashing heavy hue.

At the moment when I finally climbed the mountain, the "wow" spit out the dark soup, which is the Mengpo soup that banned all his strength.

Indifferently wiped his mouth, looking at it, the mountains are deserted, the glaciers are continuous, and there is boundless.

The sky is at your fingertips. Unlimited open mind!

Suddenly recalling, the big self is the **** of asceticism, meditation and practice at the top of the snowy mountains for many years, comprehending the deepest wisdom and the most terrifying power.

Everything is fair, and I want to be free and detached, so I can not be tortured by all kinds of pains.

So he smiled calmly, sat down on the knees, and operated "Freedom in Heaven" and began to suffer.

I don’t know how to be good, and there is obviously a great change here. It is reasonable to return to the judge.

If Li Qingshan felt it, he looked at him from afar. Although this eye is separated from the glaciers, it is still a sacred photo.

He was afraid of shrinking. Deeply crouching on the ground.

Li Qingshan closed his eyes again, his face was solemn and solemn, his face was calm and calm, although the skin was frozen and blue, but there was a clear color of light, like a statue.

What the great devils felt was the great horror of the great sorrow. They had seen countless fierce evil spirits in their lives. They were also used to the cycle of life and death, torture and torture, and they never felt so terrible. This is the majesty of the **** of destruction.

day to day. Year after year, until the ancient times.

Li Qingshan was frozen into an ice sculpture. His body is vague and distorted in the reflection of the dead fire. The ice sculpture was carved by the cold wind. It became more and more weird and became an ancient god.

The big green ghosts are sleeping at the foot of the glacier, and they have nightmares after another. There is always a stunned look in the dream.

Suddenly, the roar of the Thunder came from the far air. He woke up from a nightmare and looked at the sky in confusion.

boom! A thunder is on the statue! Even in the depths of hell, the robbery will come to patronize.

The statue is broken, a blue-black figure slowly stands up, slowly twisting and stretching the limbs, and it is very strange, but it seems to contain some kind of wonderful rhythm, like a dance of sacrifice.

The evil spirits are recovering.

Rumble! The robbery of the day is coming.

The big green ghost looked at his head and looked stunned. He saw that the thunder and thunder were intertwined into a brilliant halo behind the brain of the "evil god."

All the movements of the "evil god" suddenly froze, the right leg is bent and stood, the left leg is stretched up, the arms are raised softly, and the eyes are half-opened and half-turned, solidifying the movement and the static, the force and the beauty, showing "the big self-dancing king ".

In the next moment, the arms flow like water, leaving countless afterimages.

boom! The left foot slammed into the foothills, and all the glaciers shattered together and turned into a raging fire.

Thousands of miles of thunder, pouring down.

Li Qingshan stood on the top of the sea of ​​fire, suddenly glaring and screaming, showing "the big freedom of terror." The eyebrows opened the third eye, and a black fire was fired.

Let me laugh, all the restraints have disappeared, then dance!

Yang Shenhua Yuan Shen, crossing six days of robbery.

He felt more comfortable than ever before, freed from endless pain, and danced in the robbery. There is nothing like the five evil spirits, the troubles and the devils, and so on, he is the magic of the devil!

......

I don't know how long it took, the sea of ​​fire burned out, and it was no longer turned into a glacier. On the blackened land covered with ashes, the reverberations of mad thunder and the madness of dance were still echoing.

Li Qingshan stopped dancing and eliminated a lot of afterimages. I felt that I was still not happy, and I felt very weak. I couldn’t continue dancing any more. I thought, “I should go see the ‘Old Five’. If I guess it’s right, ventilate the Great Monkey King!”

For the big green ghost road: "Take me to see Lu judge!"

"Nuo!" The eyes of the big green ghosts are full of fanaticism.

The first evil **** has the first believer.

Li Qingshan rushed to him and blended in.

Soon after, the great devils returned to the Ming Dynasty mirror.

Lu judge is in the process of trial, impatiently said: "How come you are back? How is the kid?"

The big green ghost smiled and said: "The sergeant reported to the judge, the kid first screamed, and later he could not be sentenced, and asked for mercy again and again!"

Lu judges disdain: "Oh, I know! As long as I am still a judge, he would like to get out of hell!"

"That kid told a big secret, just ask the adults to give him a happy!"

"Give him a happy?" Lu judges a cruel smile: "Give me the **** of the 10th floor!"

"Follow!"

"And ~www.readwn.com~ What secret did he say?"

Lu’s judge asked, in this situation, it must be a good thing to exchange. Although he may not look in his eyes, but for some reason, suddenly there is a curiosity that is strong enough to be suppressed.

"Small dare not hide, but..." The big ghost looked around and all the ghosts were listening to his ears.

Lu judges hooked his hand, and the big ghost went forward and whispered in his ear.

"What do you say?" Lu Judge frowned, with the ear in the past, suddenly a black shadow in the mouth of the big green ghost, drilled into the eyes of Lu Judge's ears, and then slowly retreated.

Look at Lu Judge, his expression is sluggish, his body is stiff, and he seems to be speechless by this big secret. Suddenly his face changed and he was full of struggles.

The big green ghosts bowed their heads and sneered, and the ghosts whispered. (To be continued.)