Legend of the Great Saint

Boom!

The world is shaking, like a big bell. A round of sound waves spread in all directions, swaying the thick magic cloud. A bright moon, hanging in the sky.

Under the bright moon, Li Qingshan held a sword with a hand-held order, vacated like a dragon, and the clothes were fierce like a flag, and the red hair was flying like a fire.

Hey! The bronze mask cracked, and the huge incarnation of the tens of thousands of feet opened, slammed a bit and poured backwards.

The heart is full of incredible: "This is... the king of the mountains... the mountain shift!"

In the meantime, I saw a male lion watching him in nine days. He is no stranger to the majestic figure.

This Motianling is part of the body of the "Yugong", in which one of the three thousand avenues is solidified, and the incarnation of the incarnation and the laws governed by it are suppressed.

"I haven't lost yet!"

With a roar, the right foot slammed back one step, several high-rise buildings collapsed, forcibly supported the body, and one arm slammed into the Ferris Ridge.

"Shenlong Tianxing is perfect!"

Li Qingshan raised Xuanyuanjian high and pointed to the bright moon.

In an instant, people and swords, swords and moons, heaven and people - one!

The bright moon suddenly turned bright and widened, like falling from the sky, in which a dragon shadow was swam.

Li Qingshan once again gained the upper hand on the level of the law of heaven and earth.

The moonlight condenses into a bundle, and it falls on the arm.

He grabbed Motianling tightly and wanted to remove it from his face. His arms gradually cracked and the bodies of the demons fell.

It was finally slammed, and it was broken and the body was raining.

The Motianling was heavily pressed, and the bronze mask was distorted and deformed. It was covered with cracks.

Li Qingshan’s thoughts turned, the moonlight followed, and it fell on the right leg of the body.

boom! The right leg also collapsed, and the face fell down.

Li Qingshan received the sword and sheathed, falling from the sky. A dragon shadow flies over the void, and falls on the Ferris Ridge, gently stepping on the foothills.

boom! The Motianling violently vibrates, accelerates and presses down, and finally smashes the smashing force on the earth.

boom! The bronze mask collapsed, the huge incarnation disintegrated, the earth waves tumbling, and the smoke rushed into the sky. The earthquake destroyed all the buildings on the ground and added a steep mountain.

Li Qingshan stood in the foothills, but his face was not half-baked.

This Motianling is the tallest and most dangerous of the three great mountains. It was originally reserved for the poor. Nowadays, it is a great trick. However, at the moment of life and death, I don’t want to take care of this. Anyway, it is necessary to push down the mountain, and the most important thing is still the "move the mountain" itself. It is not necessary to use three big mountains.

The most important thing is that what is defeated now is just an incarnation. He probably thought that it would be enough to crush everything with the incarnation, but he did not expect that Li Qingshan still had such a hand.

"Oh, the deity will come at any time, you must leave here and leave the devil!"

Li Qingshan opened his fingers, palms up, gently lifted, launched the "earth force field", the tens of thousands of tons of rocks in the ruins floated up, and a large snake in the depths of the ground also followed up, it was Qian Rongzhen.

"You come to guide, let's go!"

"Good!" Qian Rongzhen turned into a small snake, screaming, wrapped around Li Qingshan's wrist, pointing to the head of the snake.

Li Qingshan launched the wing of Fengshen, struggling for a shot, the waves swayed, breaking the smoke and whistling away.

In a flash, I came to a thousand miles away, and glanced back, the devil has become a ruin, a cemetery.

This is the war of God, which will inevitably affect hundreds of millions of souls and cause countless destruction.

But now, even his own life may not be able to preserve, and he will not be hurt by the spring and fall, and then, it is only some demons.

At the same time, Jinyun Restaurant.

A thin figure, sitting alone in front of the cow totem, burning around the blazing torch, but can not break through the darkness of all sides.

With a bronze mask on his face, it was a sacred animal face, especially in the swaying fire and the thick darkness.

"Li Qingshan!"

The pale hands slowly took off the mask, revealing a similar pale face, slender eyebrows squatting on both sides, eyes full of melancholy and exhaustion, staring at the cow totem on the wall.

Muttered: "Even me...has been changed!"

If he used to, he would unconditionally obey the will of the leader, believing in the judgment of the leader, but now he wants to kill the person chosen by the leader.

Covering your face with your hands, the anger, pain, and hatred are so strong that it is hard to suppress.

Even if the King of the Mountain is sealed in the market, it will gradually lose its memory. How can he be exiled from this chaotic and distorted magic domain, and how can it be unaffected?

"I hope this time, the leader is not mistaken."

This war has been going on for too long, and it has been painful for even a long time.

If Li Qingshan feels it, he didn’t catch up. Maybe he was awakened by the mountain and realized that they are not enemies!

At this time, he has come to the border of the demon world in the direction of Qian Rongyu.

He tried it and found that the speed of the speed was always the same, and the horizon remained the same. The rolling hills below are the limits that cannot be exceeded.

Qian Rongyu pointed to the mountains: "Go to that canyon!"

Li Qingshan came to the valley according to his words. On the left and right sides, there were two large mountains in parallel, and they met at the end of the canyon.

There is a long and narrow crack in the depths of the canyon. It is layered and long and deep, but it is not composed of rocks. It is bright red flesh and blood, and it is still creeping. Li Qingshan felt a nausea, but in the demon domain, too many disgusting things, but also numb.

So he raised his wrist and asked, "Where you can reach the poor world?"

The snake on the wrist is cold and slippery, and it spits out the snake letter: "Yes, but you don't want to be too big. It is the blood labyrinth of the nine-infant evil spirits. Be careful to be trapped in it forever."

"Nine baby evil spirits?"

Li Qingshan disdain to raise his eyebrows, and he fought a demon god. Although it is only an incarnation, he has not put the evil spirits in his eyes. ~www.readwn.com~ Comprehend the "God Dragon", and this Xuanyuan sword is in hand, what? The evil spirits can't kill.

"Hey, you don't think of her as a kind of baidu evil spirit. Nine babies are also gods of the ancient times. They settled in the magical domain for a long time than several demon gods. They are also called 'nine sons and ghosts', There are nine evil spirits, all of whom are her sons, and even the devils must let her three points."

"She is not loyal to any demon gods. Dongfu is not a 12-devil world, but a self-contained world. There are twelve exits that can communicate with the twelve devils. If the non-magic domain can only accommodate twelve demon gods, she must be one Devil."

Li Qingshan's heart sinks, even if it is not a real demon, as long as he has the strength of the incarnation, he will be difficult to cope.

A "devilish ghost" of the devil **** plus the nine evil spirits, this "blood labyrinth" does not know how dangerous.

Meaningful: "You are very clear about this."

"That is of course, if you can't get through the customs, this blood labyrinth is the only way." Qian Rong's snake eyes turned: "However, you only have to swallow the black day magic, she is probably not your opponent." The secret voice is full of temptation. (To be continued.)