Legend of the Great Saint

> Li Qingshan was burning, and even the surrounding ground was melted into a fiery red magma. He lowered his head and squatted in the magma pool. He was like a flame demon, deep in the mud, and heroic.

He slowly and hardly lifted a leg and changed it to a half-squatting. He suddenly raised his head, clenched his fists, opened his arms, and made a scream to the sky.

The flame flies with the red hair, rising wildly and dyed the red sky.

The cow is in the sky, it is the will to never yield!

Among the flames, the flesh and blood are constantly born, and the power is soaring.

"He actually supported it!" Gu Yanying was shocked, but it was four golden dragons.

More precisely, it is five, plus the name of the Jindan.

The cows are vigorous and endless.

But not enough, it is not enough!

It is not enough to defeat this corpse, but it is not enough to break through the five.

Li Qingshan suddenly turned his head, the flame rolled, and turned into the shape of his eye in his eye socket, looking at the Jindan monk who was injured in the battle and was destroyed half a body.

A tiger screams and slams out.

In an instant, everyone saw that the lingering flame on his body turned into a red tiger with a double-winged wing, suffocating and killing.

"The enchanting stop!"

If you want to shout loudly, you can't stop it, and you can't stop it.

"The enchanting, I want to go with you!" The monk's arrogant arrogance, Jin Dan's whistling rotation, releasing the radiant light, will scream a terrible power.

The tiger's claws made by the flame will be fixed. The phantom of the turtle was also revealed, and the tremulous Jin Dan refused to calm down.

The tortoise Zhenhai, suppress all the instigation.

The flame tiger, sticking out his tongue, put the golden Dan in the entrance, like a slight dagger. The head turned and swept over the monks.

The hearts of all the monks have sunk to the bottom. Internal and external troubles, corpse king, demon. Nothing is terrible.

He had thought that this battle would have evolved to such a terrible degree. .

"The enchanting death!"

Shanhe Yin slammed down, although it was covered with cracks, the momentum was still huge.

The flame tiger has disappeared in the same place, dragging the fire, slamming out, and pressing another injured Jindan monk to grab it and swallow it directly into the belly.

The monk was also prepared to blew Jindan, but if Li Qingshan did not launch an offensive, he would naturally not be able to find his own way. The ants are still greedy, let alone the monks of Jindan.

But after waiting for Li Qingshan to launch an offensive, everything was too late, and the turtle was enough to suppress it before the Jindan explosion.

The presence can stop Li Qingshan. There are only two people, one is a quiet, the other is Gu Yanying, but it does not mean to stop.

Other monks are exhausted and even want to rescue, but also have to see if they have this ability.

Ruyi is constantly manipulating the mountains and rivers. People climbed into the higher sky, just screaming.

In the blink of an eye, Li Qingshan killed three Jindan monks and swallowed three golden dragons.

Fortunately for the monks, Li Qingshan began hunting and began another round of refining.

All this happened, such as the electric light and flint, from his arrogance, three times in a row, and the long story, in fact, is only a breather.

If the mortal is here, I can't figure out what happened, let alone react.

Together, Li Qingshan swallowed a total of eight Golden Dan!

"What he wants to do, he needs so many Jindan, is it necessary to break through the demon handsome? Impossible, once the catastrophe is provoked, even if it is barely passed, it must be dying, and it will not help the battle!"

"No, I can't let him continue any more." The corpse also felt that something was wrong, and immediately called all the corpses.

no response!

As if the sword embryo, across the front, looks still so ordinary, without any "artifact" light.

Xiao An almost put half of this refining bone into the handle of the sword.

The corpse's pieces fell down and turned into three scorpions and white bones. They were blended into the sword embryos, and the swords were covered with white translucent swords.

A **** flew down to Xiao'an's foot, and she gently stepped on it and waved her sword.

"Come on, the sword is terrible!"

"What, that is the law!"

The corpses were running away, but they were forced back by the size of the house.

The girl screamed and laughed, lingering with white fire and constantly spinning.

At the same time that Xiao An released them from the **** sea otters, they also released twenty-six refining sacred rosary beads to form a skeleton of the skeleton.

If on weekdays, a few breaths of effort, the corpse can break this skeleton.

In an instant, Jianguang flashed past, Xiaoan did not stop, stepping on a hoe, borrowing force to jump, shuttle back, and finally can not see her figure, I saw a white light in the skeleton Turn reflection.

The skeleton of the skeleton has been shrinking, and finally it has disappeared. No other corpse exists. Only a piece of burning corpse is left, and a stalk is injected into the sword embryo. At the hilt, a vagueness is formed. The image of the knot sitting.

As if the sword embryo, finally Xiaocheng.

Not only the monks, but even the corpse king was stunned, as if a basin of cold water poured down.

Legend, maybe it is true!

"You must kill it, at all costs!"

The corpse of the corpse radiated a bleak green light, and the nails of the fingers were like a spring bamboo shoot, and they waved forward, and they all aimed at Xiao An.

Ten black lights, crazy spurs.

The sinister king was swayed by a black light, and could no longer support it. It spread out and showed a secluded figure. The blue silk flew and looked back: "Be careful!"

Gu Yanying immediately waved the jade fracture fan and rushed to the rescue. She had already determined her own guess. Just now those Jindan monks died under the "moon demons", but they didn’t even look at them. Now they are This "heterogeneous" is so shocking. I am afraid that she will not care so much about her life.

The corpse king seems to have already expected that the giant palm will wave. The gust of wind hits the tornado, forcing Gu Yanying to be slow, and it is too late to rescue.

In the Xiaoan eye socket, the flame lingered and stared at the front. She held the sword with both hands and even forthrew the control of the blood sea otter and the sacral rosary.

There are only swords, swords, swords, and swords in the heart, and there is insight from the "Swords of the Grass". There are also insights in the memory of awakening. Then all disappeared and turned into nothingness.

A squat is sitting.

Buddha!

As if the sword embryo spit out a few Jian Jianguang, Jianguang flashed. A nail was cut into two halves and crossed by her side.

Xiao An retreats, Jianguang is astonishing. Turning back and breaking a nail.

Sword, sword, and sword!

Jianguang swayed and danced, and repeatedly cut four nails, the fifth nail, filled with eyes, but no time to stop.

As if the sword embryo is across the front, Xiao An’s heart is not shocked: “This is the ultimate.”

Booming and banging!

Five huge nails like stone beams, hitting Xiaoan one after another.

Time. There was a crack on the bone, and the sound of the broken sound was as loud as thunder, and even the roar of the impact could not be covered.

Boom, smoke and smoke.

Xiao Anzhen crashed into a hill. Nothing more.

It seems that the sword embryo is the strongest, but still needs its own strength to drive!

Xiao An has not yet transitioned to a catastrophe. He can kill a group of corpses with a cross-border of swords and embryos, but in the face of a corpse king, he will be unable to do so.

This is the absolute gap in strength, which can be compensated for by foreign objects.

Sweeping millions of corpses. Xiao An, who was placed in hope, also reached his own extreme.

The Jindan monk died more than half of the battle, and the gloom failed. If you look like a desperate color on your face: "It's over, it's all over!"

Gu Yanying looked up, the sky was gray, the pupils contracted, and the eyes were sharp like an eagle. Through this field, there were faint spots of green stars flashing.

It is not a starlight, but the eyes of countless ghouls. Among them, the powerful people like the corpse king, there are countless, and more powerful, the current Kyushu world, difficult to reach.

Like a group of vultures, hovering over the head of the dying person, just waiting for them to fall and die, they rushed down and ate the body.

"Compared to the Kyushu world, it is closer to the hungry ghost road. The hungry ghost road is about to come. Should it leave? No, there is another person who has not spoken."

Hey!

A roar of cows sounded, dull and long, as if coming from the depths of the earth.

The earth is slightly trembled and the entire boundary is shaking.

The hills arched down and fell like a undulating sea.

The iron hoof took a step forward, causing a large depression and cracking.

Invisible shock waves, spread in all directions.

Hundreds of peaks, quietly collapsed.

The curved horns are like the moon hanging high in the sky, and the tip is shining with sharp brilliance.

A "month" word is engraved on it.

The red scorpion is like a demon star, and its appearance will surely bring destruction and war.

He stepped forward and walked toward the corpse king. Every step he took out, and the earth trembled with boringness.

The secluded squats also shunned, and she felt as if a mountain was moving forward.

Go straight to the front of the corpse, the nose sprayed two breaths, looked up and said: "You dare to hurt her!"

"Injury? No, I killed it! The next one is you!"

The corpse king looked down and he was very relaxed.

As if the dawn was first seen, the red sun will rise and the victory will come soon.

He feels that his strength is getting stronger and stronger~www.readwn.com~ has both his own and the reward of hungry ghosts. No one can beat this place at this time, this place!

Li Qingshan bowed his head and made a fist.

The dense black cracks are intertwined on the fists.

His boxing is as heavy as a mountain, and he blinks and looks like a slow illusion.

Each forward advances a point, the black cracks overlap, and finally become dark, as if a black glove, contains countless turbulent stacks of sediment.

"Not self-reliant!"

The corpse king laughed loudly, standing upright, condescending, dry and heavy hands clenched into fists, rolling corpse entangled, arms raised high back, stretched to the extreme, the spurs of the elbow, more and more embarrassing.

Like a roaring mad dragon, descending from the sky, destroying everything.

"Dead!" RQ