Legend of the Great Saint

  The blue sky is like washing, and the sea is tumbling.

  The Vientiane City is shaking and swaying, like a lone boat on the sea.

  The loud noise of the two Yang Gods bursting at the same time could not be calmed for a long time. Especially Leng Yuan’s Yang God contains the power of cold profoundness that has been accumulated for thousands of years. It is completely released at this time, pulling Vientiane City into the cold winter season, and all the pavilions, buildings, and trees are covered. A layer of white frost turned into a silver world.

  No one thought that Li Qingshan's counterattack would come so fiercely!

  Three shots, one roar and one shot! In the blink of an eye, two true disciples fell, one Demon Emperor was killed, and hundreds of practitioners were buried.

  The master sister Dai Mengfan, who is the head of all true disciples, is suspended in mid-air, flying in the wind in a purple dress, like a fairy descending to the earth. Even though the magic weapon of his life was destroyed, but under the action of Du'erdan, the aura on his body was not attenuated by half, but it became more and more bright.

  However, there is no blood on her charming face. Below is Li Qingshan's vengeful anger, and above is the cruel coercion of Guihai Lingzun, who dare not fight or escape, only feels despair.

  But now, no one will laugh at her for being timid anymore, and the true disciples are all chilling. This is the power of the gods, even if it is only an incarnation, it is as easy as slaughtering pigs and dogs to deal with them, these Yang **** monks.

  This situation is like the battle of Black Cloud City. It is the incarnation of the demon descending and killing the audience. But this time, there is no Li Qingshan top in front, Guihai Lingzun will never take a personal risk and face the demon god, but stand tall on the bookstore to supervise the battle.

  In this huge shock and shock, everyone didn't know how to react, and they were dumbfounded.

Outside the Vientiane City, the raging wind pushed away layers of seawater, and a huge stone head appeared. It was the statue of Li Qingshan that was destroyed by Leng Yuan himself not long ago. The broken body has been cleaned up. Leaving a huge head sinking into the sea

  This time the water came to the bottom, and when the cold wind blew, a thin layer of ice was immediately frozen, and his expression seemed to be more determined and determined.

All the soldiers died in the battle, leaving the generals fighting here, but they have become "monsters" in the eyes of everyone. They have sturdy heads and crimson eyes lying downstairs, and they are surrounded by black magical air. Emitting white heat.

  After killing Leng Yuan, the "monster" seemed to smile, and it became more and more hideous and terrifying. It was a living nightmare. It's just that no one has noticed, the melancholy color flashing in the red eyes-killing is also hesitating.

  Only the book building is not affected by the cold current and still maintains its original appearance. The red bricks and blue tiles, towering majestically, look particularly bright and dazzling in this frosty world.

  Guihai Lingzun stood on the top of the tall building, his expression indifferent, and his eyes as deep as the sea. After eliminating the defected Pi Yangqiu and frightening all the true disciples, he turned his attention back to Li Qingshan.

  His life span is tens of thousands of years. Even if he hasn’t surpassed seven calamities to become a true immortal, his accumulated strength and wisdom are as deep as an abyss.

   At this time, this "Vientiane all-encompassing array" was operating silently, integrating itself with the book building, and the book building with the entire Vientiane City, and the Vientiane City with this place.

  Li Qingshan wants to defeat him, he needs to defeat this place!

And this place is his chessboard. All true disciples are his chess pieces. As long as he can hold Li Qingshan's pace and resist his strongest offensive, he will be invincible in this chess game. !

  Actually, what the Spirit Turtle is best at is not divination, but defense.

  So, Li Qingshan has not had time to carefully taste the taste of revenge, and then he feels the oppressive blessing as if he is in the deep sea.

  This kind of oppression seems to have long been accustomed to him, and the whispers of sentient beings in the demon realm sounded in his ears: pray, lament, worship...How many enemies must be killed before they can get what they hope?

  An inexplicable emotion surged in his chest, and he suddenly screamed upwards-the tiger demon's bones were mad!

The true legendary disciples were shocked and evaded at first. They were all frightened by Li Qingshan's "Tiger Demon Roar" just now. After waiting for a while, they discovered that although this long roar was generous and fierce, it did not contain much power. Use supernatural powers to be more like a howling sword from a beast falling into a trap

  Li Qingshan seems to have used all his power to fight against Guihai Lingzun, and there is no more power to target others.

  A few true disciples even took a sigh of relief and their expressions relaxed. It turns out that as long as they don’t escape, Returning to Hai Lingzun can wholeheartedly suppress Li Qingshan, and then Li Qingshan’s threat to himself has been greatly reduced. As long as they can't do a kill, they have countless cards to deal with.

In this way, Leng Yuan’s death should be counted on Pi Yangqiu’s head, and he gradually realized that Pi Yangqiu’s words and deeds were weird. Perhaps when he took back Xuanming Cave Mansion, he was drawn to Li Qingshan and fell into the magic way. .

  It can only be, there is not a fool among the true disciples, and after a little inference, he guessed everything. Suddenly I felt that Li Qingshan was not that terrifying, but in comparison, Guihai Lingzun was even more terrifying.

   So they stopped trying to escape, and each cast a magic spell to attack Li Qingshan.

  In a flash, the large square downstairs became a sea of ​​swords and flames, almost submerging Li Qingshan's huge body. The body transformed by this spiritual energy shrank inward at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if to follow in the footsteps of Pi Yangqiu.

  Even if he knows he is a chess piece, he cannot defy the chess player’s order and follow the path arranged for them by the chess player to rush towards the enemy general.

  But Li Qingshan did not respond at all. UU Read www.uukānshu.com neither dodges nor resists, only the continuous whistling sound, it is almost like giving up the battle in front of him, purely venting a certain emotion.

  The chess pieces also seem to be more and more excited. If they can eliminate the incarnation of Li Qingshan here, it will be a great achievement. There will be a huge reward for the palace of wantlessness, and there will be a chance to cultivate an immortal based on this.

However, what is strange is that the situation is very favorable. The high-ranking chess player's expression has become more and more dignified, and his brows are deeply furrowed. In order to suppress Li Qingshan, he has no spare power to make calculations, just following Li Qingshan's body. As he became more and more, instead of feeling relaxed, he faintly felt an increasingly bad feeling.

Of course, not all of the chess pieces are obedient. Dai Mengfan is an exception. She only uses one point of strength to attack Li Qingshan, but leaves nine points of strength for self-protection. The heart and wings are hidden among the true disciples, how big is it? Senior sister's boldness.

  This kind of behavior was seen by other true disciples. It is expected that after this battle, she will be respected and severely punished by Gui Hailing. Not only will she not be a master sister, but she may even be expelled from the sect.

  If Dai Mengfan knew what they thought, he would definitely yell out: "Please expel me from the sect now!"

  Because at this moment, her divination ability even surpassed Guihai Lingzun, but she only saw the thick and ink-like death spirit, which drowned all of them.

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