Legend of the Great Saint

The sea breeze suddenly stirred up and the sea tumbling.

The wind slammed into the waves, and the ships in the port struggled in the big waves. The big ship was barely able to maintain balance. Some boats were directly knocked over, causing a burst of exclamation in the crowd: "Hey, my boat!"

But soon no one remembered the ship's business. The wind swelled more and more fiercely, and people couldn't stand it. The crowd fell backward like a wheat wave.

The waves on the sea have become bigger. One wave is higher than the other, and the waves are pushed over. Like a tsunami, many unlucky people near the coast are directly involved in the huge waves and die.

A group of blood filled the air, and a tiger shark swam between the waves.

The huge waves rushed, and the people on the beach fled backwards, pushed and shoved, and trampled each other. The exclamations and screams came and went, and the children’s crying was mixed.

"Father!" 嵇 羽 羽 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大 大

In the past, every time there was a mortal mortal in the maritime market, there would not be such a big storm, and there would be no such big confusion.

"The king of the monks travels, and they have their own waves!"

嵇 Changfeng raised his hand to indicate that the light feathers were a little bit sloppy, and there was a smile on his face. The heart was slightly annoyed, but it was not for the monks, but for the mortals who he ruled.

The mortals in the Sanfan City have been stable for a long time under the protection of Yunfanzong. This time there are so many unrelated people to watch the fun, really think that there are many people who can be unscrupulous?

It’s just a matter of watching the monks of the South China’s hegemons as a heterogeneous, and knowing that the monks are coming, there are still people who dare to talk about the taste of human flesh. Even the words of obscenity and obscenity are really not good. It’s just quite restrained that the monk king just has such an episode.

In order to maintain the foundation of Yunfan Zong, he is also afraid of the mental distortion of the disciples. They are not encouraged to treat mortals as lambs and ants. If they do evil, they will be punished by the rules.

Most of Yunfan’s disciples are from Sanfan City, and the relationship between relatives is quite complicated. After a long time, the mortal awe of the practitioners is not so deep. Even there are quite a few words about the way Yun Fanzong ruled, and today it should be a little lesson.

The following people began to play a role, but their proportion is too small, no one listens at all, and they use the blade to maintain order. They don’t listen to the command directly with the gun handle, but tens of thousands of people mess up, which It's so easy to calm down.

Some practitioners on the coast want to help, after all, they are the same people. It is so meaningless to die under the aftermath of the monks. No one will feel happy.

But I looked at Gaotai. They all dispelled this idea. Since the proprietors did not take the shots, they outsiders would be more casual. Maybe it will offend Yunfan Zong and even swear, for the lives of some mortals. It is really worthless.

The huge waves were still coming, and soon a large open space was cleared on the beach. At the same time, there are thousands of people who watch the excitement still coming from Sanfan City. They don’t know what happened on the beach, and the scene is more and more chaotic.

"Hmmm?" 嵇 风 风 心 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Above, but I don't know why, I am willing to fall behind.

Although these three are the repairs of the second day of robbery, the breath that is emitted is far from the comparison of the general Jindan monks, and the speed is astonishing, and it will fly to the sky above the giant ship island in a blink of an eye.

The Buddha light and the sword gas stopped, and the magical spirit swept past the Yunfan sect disciples, countless Nanhai practitioners, and even the lord of the wind, descending from the sky and falling straight to the bay.

A white man stood between the sea and the sky, and the clothes were fluttering. A long hair was scattered behind him and danced with the wind.

In an instant, the undulating sea suddenly calmed down and the water was not good.

The tall man's figure is like a sea breeze. When people haven't responded, he snorted and said: "Shut up!"

If the sound of thunder and thunder bursts, there is a great deterrent, and the tens of thousands of people’s call signs are suppressed. They are all shocked in the same place and dare not move.

"He is who he is!"

嵇 light feathers could not help but ask all the practitioners' questions. In this maritime market, the "Changfeng King" and the "Shuren King" met at the moment, dare to hang a bar, is it just for a few mortals?

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Part of the long wind is guessing, Li Qingshan does meet this with the owner of the sword, for the sake of nature is not only a windless. Calculated the time when the people of the city began to take advantage of the wind and Xiaoan to come to the island.

He heard screams in a few dozen miles, and when he came to see it, there were big waves, and tens of thousands of people were rushing around here. Although he thought he was not a good person, he could save his life by raising his hand. There is no reason to save.

Innocent and scrupulous, this group of practitioners are thinking about something, probably the mortal ants, the singer’s tone, the sound of the scene, and the depths of the sea, feeling a vast atmosphere like the sea, emerged from the deep sea .

This is the breath that only the king has. If the heart guesses well, the monk Wang Guoran is here.

At the same time, in the deep sea, there are also countless pairs of icy sights, which are collected by Li Qingshan through the blue water of the ink.

The six senses of the monks are so keen. In the quiet deep sea, the whistle of tens of thousands of mortals has been very disturbing. No one likes to be regarded as a heterogeneous onlooker. If it is the previous maritime market, the literary winds are far higher than the elders. It is possible to announce in advance that the deaf person will arrive, and the elders who are responsible for engaging with the deaf will let the mortal people converge and remain silent.

This year, Changfeng personally greeted him and did not care much about these small details. The disciples did not dare to point him out, and they made this small mistake. Let the monk Wang hear a lot of words that should not be heard. Some topics are even in direct contact and taboo. They deliberately do not converge on the waves, nor can they talk about revenge. They just let the mortals know something.

Originally, it was not a big deal. At most, some mortals were killed. Do humans pay attention to not trample on the ants on the ground when walking on the road? This kind of detail does not have any influence on the communication between the two kings.

However, some people do not know how to be a hero, directly suppressing Haibo, and also slamming in front of the harbor, but it is very unpleasant.

"Your Majesty, let the old man give this kid a color look!"

In the deep sea, the high priest is a king of the monks. Although her clothes are gorgeous, she uses the finest shackles and looks soft as water. In fact, she has dozens of layers. But the face is very old, and even the scales on the fishtail have become very bleak, especially if the eyes are only white, it looks quite scary.

The monk king supported his cheeks and was half lying on the ice-crystal throne of the couch. In the darkness, the body-fitted blouse outlined the perfect figure and fell to the ground. She closed her eyes and didn't seem to realize what was happening. The pale chin couldn't be checked a little.

The high priest squatted back and took up a crystal ball, clearly reflecting the scene in the bay, and the hand was gently rubbed on the crystal ball, and the fog filled it.

Li Qingshan saw that the crowd had returned to calm and no longer trampled on each other. He wanted to return to the island and did not intend to provoke the king here.

Suddenly a white mist was raging on the sea, and the fascination spread. Not waiting for Li Qingshan to react, he was already enveloped.

Many fogs in the fog, red wall and gold tiles, flying horns, from virtual to real, lifelike.

Li Qingshan suddenly found himself standing on the streets of the downtown area, the fog had been exhausted, the traders shouted for the goods, and a group of playful children ran away from their side, and then looked at themselves, has become a seller who is carrying a burden, is selling along the street.

He took the burden and smiled, simply standing still.

Among the five elements, the water spirit is the most unpredictable, and there are many illusions in the water system spells, which can confuse the mind. As a congenital water spirit, the monks are naturally very proficient in these illusions.

These fogs are quite similar to the illusion of the Magic Sea King, but after experiencing the trip to the Magic Sea, watching these illusions is like a child's family, and can't shake his mind.

The illusion changes, but it is a seductive fairyland. The goddess makes a flying dance, and the immortals come to pick up.

Li Qingshan just appreciates the taste, but he is unmoved.

The illusion changed again, but it was the horrible ghost field. The evil spirits night fork flew, Li Qingshan did not evade, let the evil spirits pounce on the body, and the complexion turned into fog.

Even if the illusion is ever-changing, but it can't hurt Li Qingshan's hair, he turned to go to the coast, stepping out every step, the illusion is broken, and the illusion will come out in a blink of an eye.

At this time, the ear of the ear suddenly came a moving song, as if the gossamer was generally deep into the ear, entangled in that heart, stunned.

This is not an auditory audition!

The songs of female monks have a natural charm~www.readwn.com~ There are often fishermen who are ignorant and devote themselves to the sea, drowned alive, with a happy smile on their faces.

Li Qingshan seems to be fascinated by it, standing in the same place listening, feeling the tone is a bit like the past dolphin sound, but it has to be wonderfully turned many times.

The mortal people on the beach are once again noisy, no matter men, women and children, people go crazy and rush to the sea.

At this time, the vast and ethereal dragon sings from the sky, sings and sings, so that everyone is awake.

Looking down from the sky, smoothing under the sea, a huge shadow quickly swam to Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan suddenly raised a huge blisters, and the bigger the support, the dozens of feet high, the silk-like sea surface was broken, a huge shadow quietly across the sea, almost to seal the entire bay.

There are countless blisters around the land, and the smallest ones are dozens of feet long. It turned out to be a giant whale, like a small hill, surrounded by Li Qingshan.