Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan suddenly became clear, meaning "um", put away the talent of talent, overlooking this burning Vientiane City with the most common field of vision.

With a "bang", the air burst, and the fireworks were swinging. Li Qingshan's figure disappeared. He had flew to the clouds and turned into a black dot in the boundless blue sky.

The horror coercion that shrouded the city of Vientiane disappeared, leaving only Yu Wei, echoing in every ruin.

But somehow, Vientiane City was "trembling".

Boom, the ruins collapsed, and the sea boiled!

Vientiane City is moving. It seemed to become a large ship, which was stranded for tens of millions of years.

It was too late to break the waves, but saw the black spots in the sky gradually growing bigger. At first, it was like a stone. In a blink of an eye, it became a meteor, wrapped in terrible whistling and horrible pressure -dropped from the sky!

boom!

In instant, Li Qingshan punched Vientiane City with a punch, and the heavy earth and rocks blocked in front of his fist. It was lined up layer by layer like air water flow. Essence

However, the prestige of this punch was almost not leaked until it hit a hard "crust."

Li Qingshan's eyes condensed, and the cattle and demons in the fist were vigorous and rushed out!

Suddenly, Vientiane City flew, and every stone and every building were all empty, and the mountain island, which carried all this, was suppressed by Li Qingshan several feet, as if it was about to sink into the sea.

boom! The four seas rolled around, aroused the huge waves.

There was a sullen tweet that seemed like Long Yin but a lot of dullness, rang from the deep sea, a huge dragon head broke through the sea, looking back at Li Qingshan.

It turned out that this island that carried Vientiane City for thousands of years was the transformation of Hai Lingzun. Li Qingshan's punch was not a crust, but a turtle shell.

"It's been a long time to use this trick! Pain!"

This trick that drops from the sky is the stunts at the bottom of the box. It is easy to use it.

Even the turtle shells of the cold -handed cold Xuan returned to Ha Lingzun have also been hit by the cracks that are crisscrossed, spreading to the invisible depth. Same.

Li Qingshan looked at Gui Lingzun with a smile: "Surprising" Vientiane Sky ", or falling."

The mind of returning to Hai Lingzun's ancient well could not help trembling. He didn't see any smile from Li Qingshan's dark eyes, only endless pain, despair, anger, resentment ... That's not Li Qingshan anymore anymore. And the master of the magic domain!

The patience of the Lord of the Demon Realm has been exhausted, and the killing intention is extremely boiling. If he dares to resist the slightest resistance, he will ignore the heavenly book, disregard the revenge, and only kill!

Returning to Hai Lingzun yielded, drooping a huge head, avoiding the dark sight.

Even though I know that this is a magic, I have been intimidated and compressed, but how can I fight against the embodiment of a god after losing the "Vientiane"!

Boom! Vientiane City fell back to the back of Gui Lingzun, completely fragmented, and rose up the sky, but whether it was Gui Lingzun or Li Qingshan, they did not care about these small movements.

Returning to Hai Ling's discouragedly sinking his head into the sea and shrinking back to the turtle shell, at the same time made up his mind. As soon as Li Qingshan left, he immediately sneaked into the return market and avoided this time.

Compared with Li Qingshan's fists, Vientiane City is lightly like floating dust, while Li Qingshan is completely immersed in "Vientiane Sky Book".

"Vientiane Sky Book" is naturally not a book, nor is it unusual jade slips that can accommodate. It is almost the total of all the practice paths in the world. Divine transmission.

Li Qingshan was relieved and dissipated. As long as you get this, you can restart the practice of the spiritual realm of all beings.

The joy of this moment has even covered the pain of hundreds of millions of years in the magic domain, like a bouquet of sunlight into the abyss, so bright and intoxicating.

Far in another world, on the highest peak of the boundless magic domain, Li Qingshan's deity stopped the work on his hand, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Hope.

At the same time, in the towering temples, hundreds of millions of believers are conducting worship activities to towards the black idol high above, the man who brings the golden sun, to the most enthusiastic and sincere belief, the grand temple of the temple. There is no blood sacrifice and sorrow in China, only the boundless silence and deep sorrow.

Suddenly, like a warm current poured into the temple, every believers felt a strange joy.

The magic domain does not lack brutal joy and carnival, but has never had such a wonderful feeling, so warm and peaceful, and full of hope.

That's the joy of God!

Many believers burst into tears, even crying, and worshiped in front of the idol.

God with man, man and God, connect with each other and influence each other.

Li Qingshan continued his work while appreciating these feelings. Legend has it that the devil of the devil is in the heavenly demon, and it is performed on the Daxue Mountain all year round.

The highest peak of the magic domain at the foot of Li Qingshan became a large volcano, which constantly spit the magma flame and rolling smoke, constantly stimulating the fierce lightning.

All sentient beings saw the golden sun. Instead, it was the base of his master of the magic domain.

Li Qingshan couldn't help sighing that he was more and more like a villain in various stories, but he turned into a volcano, but it was not no reason.

Deep in the volcano constantly rolled out of the ground magnetic magnetic, he collected all of them, and then drafted the thunder, the ground fire, and the power of injection of faith for casting. Essence

Li Qingshan is good at using a knife, and the sword method is also good. Only when he first debuted, he used a big shot. Now he seems to be going to pick up the craftsmanship of the year.

At the same time, a silver light was passed over Vientiane City, and Tian Jiao rushed to Tianma, unbelievable looking at the ominous Vientiane City. As an iconic building, Tianshu Building was broken into two sections, and it was still burning.

"what happened!?"

It was difficult to understand for a while, but saw that there was another huge sky pit in Vientiane City, as deep as hundreds of feet, and a familiar and unfamiliar figure stood at the bottom of the pit.

"Qingshan!"

Li Qingshan is focusing on receiving the "Vientiane Sky Book", with a hint of thoughts, and smiling at the Tianjiao in the sky.

"Tianjiao, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

"Qingshan, what happened here?"

Perhaps Li Qingshan's expression was too peaceful. Although he was full of doubt, he couldn't be sure that he was the culprit of all this.

"Sister, can't you see it? He has become a demon! All of this is his handwriting!"

A fiery and proud voice sounded, a red light flew from the south, paused in the air, turned into Li Liehuo, looking at the everything turned into a ruined city and Li Qingshan in Tiankeng. The face was also full of shock And fear.

"What are you talking about? Just by his kid! Brother, when you cross the robbery, the brain is split up by the thunder!"

Ji Tianjiao pointed at Li Qingshan, his face was incredible, of course, he did not forget to return to Li Liehu's "master sister".

Even if Li Qingshan really falls into evil gods -she has always been worried about this -it is impossible to break through Vientiane City, which is suppressed by Gui Hai Lingzun!

By the way, where did you go to Hailing Zun? The old man was unwilling to be a mount, and he simply ruined Vientiane City and ran to the monster beast. This is the only possibility, it seems the only possibility.

Li Qingshan still smiled, did not debate, and did not admit it.

Li Liehuo said: "Huh, it's really colorful, don't you understand? He is the demon star!"