Legend of the Great Saint

"The king is really a good calculation."

Yin Qing looked at Li Qingshan deeply. Although he is more than 30 years old, he still looks like he is in his early 20s. His temperament is like a mountain. He can't be shaken, his eyes are deep and distant, and he can't be measured.

However, it is not a calm, sometimes the face will raise a naive smile, saying something that is inconsistent with his savage king's identity, so that he gets along with him much, and even thinks he is very peaceful. But when it comes to specific things, it is another look.

His plan is undoubtedly to maximize the role of the skeletal sorcerer. Only a relatively balanced battle is the most intense, providing the most strength for the Shura field. The group of Ashura is also a victim, including her and plans. Among them.

In fact, Li Qingshan is only a decision-maker. The specific matters are handed down by Xiao An. This careful and meticulous planning is actually not what he is good at. However, Xiao’an’s plan is his plan, and he did it. There is nothing to deny.

Then smiled: "I was not for you at first, no matter how to calculate, I am always quite yours, will not make you life-threatening."

Although the revenge is very heavy, but others have helped him, he never forgets.

Yin Qing looked at his sincere smile, and his heart was inexplicably warm. "That would thank the king. For the time being, I don't want to go back to Shura."

"Now you can't think about it. You are my own now. If you return to Shura Road one day, you will definitely fight under my banner." Li Qingshan's domineering hand waved.

"I hope so too."

During the speech, the group of Asuras formed a battlefield that has entered the battlefield and blended into each other, as if a steel knife was inserted into the cream. The blood was splashed, the stumps were flying, and the bone-eating witches were defeated. Even if the tribal leader who passed through the robbery was difficult to be a sharp man, a face was killed and his body was torn apart.

The Ashuras rushed back and forth, and they were invincible. Let the intensity of the battlefield increase again.

If it is a normal military confrontation, the skeletal sorcerers still collapse, but in this Shura field, everyone's warfare has been promoted to the extreme. As crazy as crazy. Instead, they were tempted by the atmosphere of the Ashuras and fluttered to them desperately.

Li Qingshan was fascinated by the thoughts, and thousands of food-eating sorcerers were put into the Shura field. Among them, there were three tribal leaders who had survived the catastrophe, and a great witch who knew how to cast a spell. Finally, I stopped the war front of Ashura.

Although the Ashuras have all kinds of advantages, after all, they are outnumbered, and they are caught in the raging sea of ​​people. They gradually show signs of fatigue. Once they want to break through, Li Qingshan has nearly 20,000 bone-eating sorcerers, blocking their way several times. Into the encirclement, began to have damage and death.

However, the more desperate, the more intense and pure the war of Ashura, the murderous. Go straight into the sky. The blood vortex rotates faster.

The original Xiao’an plan was to consume all of these Ashuras here and sacrifice for the Shura field through the Battle of the Dead. But seeing this situation, Li Qingshan is somewhat intolerable. Have a heart to let them live a path.

"They will not die." Yin Qing has been observing the look of Li Qingshan, as she said.

“Hmm?” Li Qingshan turned her head.

"Since you don't need them to fight. It is better to let them go back. Every Ashura has to go through countless battles, death, and resurrection before they can go to the peak. They have no enemies here, and it will be inevitable that they will be damaged for a long time. If you overcome the damage, if the war is exhausted, then it is really dead. If you leave them here, it will harm them. It is better to let them go back to Shura with their hearts and hearts." Yin Qingdao.

Li Qingshan slightly decapitated, and put 20,000 bone-fighting sorcerers into the battlefield, as if a huge meat grinder, annihilated all living creatures. The bone-eating sorcerers captured from all over the foggy state are nearly 100,000, which is larger than the handwriting of the Zhaoqing ceremonies.

And many of the bone-fighting sorcerers who died here will be attributed to Shura Road and reborn as Ashura!

"You are not afraid of fighting the heart?" Li Qingshan asked Yin Qingdao.

"Don't be handsome, it's the little guys who can compare them. It's nothing to rest. It's just to drag the old man who used poison, and he will make up all these slacks and want to follow you, even though It’s not easy to kill."

"There will be better battles waiting for you." Li Qingshan smiled and thought about it: "This sacrifice is completed, and it will probably be a little sleepy for three times."

It is not necessary to trap the existence of three days of robbery here, it is impossible to do it. As long as it blocks the escape, the Shura field can become an endless battlefield.

After a while, the last Ashura will die, and he will also pull a bone-collar leader. The blood on the earth flows into the river, deeply soaked in the soil, and stepping on it is the mud foot deep, like a **** marsh.

The blood gas continued to infiltrate downwards until the core of the Shura field. The blood was filled between the heavens and the earth, and the will of the Taoist road was more and more perfect. However, there was no Ashura down.

This is Li Qingshan's conscious control. With the continuous enhancement of the Shura field, the general Ashura can be shielded from the outside, saving power and waiting for the appearance of Ashura Shuai.

Li Qingshan simply put all the bone-eating sorcerers into the battlefield, and only pressed the six-day robbing of the bone-eating sorcerers, two of which were Wu Zhu. In order to give birth to them, they also spent some hands and feet, and now they are suppressed, just waiting for the handsome Ashura who can match them.

Waiting for a while, Li Qingshan suddenly said: "I finally came ~www.readwn.com~ The depths of the **** vortex, a violent murderous sweeping across the battlefield, a **** meteor descending from the sky, slamming on the ground.

A loud bang, a round of earth waves pushed around, hundreds of bone-fighting sorcerers were directly killed, thousands of bone-fighting sorcerers were shaken.

In the huge deep pit formed by the impact, a face-shaking brawny man jumped out and was a handsome Shuluo.

However, Li Qingshan was disappointed that the blade of his hand was a huge mace, and he was covered with a layer of blood. He looked like a big stick, and the surface was uneven. Different sizes, sparse and sparse, but there is an indescribable ferocious gas.

Li Qingshan nodded secretly. This weapon is in line with his aesthetic. Yin Qingdao: "It’s time to play."

If Ashura is handsome, he looks out to the big snowy mountain, but it is empty.

Yin Qing has broken into the void. Li Qingshan also withdrew from the Shura field. After hesitating a little, he threw all the six bone-fighting sorcerers into the Shura field.