Legend of the Great Saint

A man holding a white man fell from the sky from the sky, and he shot his hands towards Li Qingshan.

"Bro!?"

Li Qingshan touched his chin -if he still had a chin -he felt that this title was very interesting and meaningful.

The blue light condensed, and it was an restrained long sword with Shenhua. The stains of the chaotic evil god splash the sky, and it cannot be stained.

If it is normal, Li Qingshan must have rushed up, and then claim this sword first, but now there is no action, because he noticed that the tentacles of the chaos and evil gods were cut off immediately, and all vitality was destroyed.

Anyone cannot have such a means. The coming is a true immortal!

The chaotic evil god was severely damaged. Instead of fear of shrinkage, he emitted a crazy howl. Numerous granulation was given to the tentacles, and the body became more and more violent, and he wanted to squeeze the entire body into the magic cave.

Li Qingshan immediately closed the magic cave and sent it back to the chaos. The ordinary evil god has been hit by this sword, and most of them will be violent on the spot, and it is just a serious hit. Such a powerful thug, he wants to use it a few more times!

So he also arched the real immortal: "With the old brother's means, why should I spare?"

"Brother!"

The man in white smiled slightly, and seemed to be satisfied with such a title. He stroked the three strands of long stubbornness and was about to speak. Destroyed Vientiane City! "

Li Qingshan said: "Sure enough, this white man is the legendary old man."

In the Temple of Vientiane, which has been transformed into the ruins, there was a portrait of the Taishang Lord and the two princes. After Li Qingshan became a master, he also went to see it. In the painting, a drunk old man was holding a stone with a stone. Two boy stood around, a sword, and a writing.

Li Qingshan now recalled that at that time, the old man in the painting seemed to glance at him, but at that time he didn't pay attention, and he was now unconvinced.

Although the man in white in front of him was much younger, his clothes and expression were generally the same as the painting. They were all Eguan Bo and white clothes.

It is not surprising that Zhenxian has a boundless mana, longevity and Tianqi, and it is not surprising to return to the old age, not to mention that he is just a few dozens of years.

Li Qingshan's only puzzle is: Why don't that sword cut himself?

"Don't be nonsense. Although this little brother does have a bit mixed account, it is not a kid, but the VIP's VIP." The old man of Tianshu looked slightly and pulled back his sleeves.

"Emperor! VIP!?"

Even on the nine days, for the heavenly pride, the emperor is still as far away as the sky, but he has only seen it once. Unexpectedly, the man who was riding under her was one day with a relationship with the emperor.

She opened her eyes: "Master, you are not old -fashioned, how can Tiandi care about this kind of person. This boy not only falls into the demon, but also becomes the master of the magic domain ..."

At first sight, there was a chance to laugh at Tian Jiao, Li Qingshan immediately grew his head out, and laughed: "Tianjiao, have you never heard of a saying — to be an official, kill and set fire to the recruitment!"

He expected this. The man in the bear skin gave him the legendary Xuanyuan Sword himself. He also said that he would reward him all the land below the sky, so the magic god was furious. Killing his traitor of Shennong.

However, he also had doubts about this: Why did that man cut himself?

Tian Jiao was suddenly stuffy. This incident involved the emperor. Li Qingshan, the thief's head, could be nonsense, but as a general of Tiangong, she couldn't say arrogantly. She could only stare at Li Qingshan fiercely, but her mood was a bit complicated.

If he was valued by the Emperor of Tiangu, he became the heavenly palace, and he would not salute him in the future.

However, if she has a choice, she is reluctant to fight against him.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the body returning to Hai Ling's huge body suddenly disappeared, and the earth collapsed instantly. Hundreds of millions of tons of earth and rocks fell into the sea, which stirred up a huge wave.

A man flying into the sky and flying to the old man in the sky: "Master, you are back! Hey, it's all my fault, you should not accept this evil, your city ... my book ..."

Hai Lingzun looked half -deep, it seemed like a child who had a big disaster and was wronged and finally looked forward to his adults, ashamed and sad, and said, he choked and burst into tears.

The old man of Tianshu glanced at Li Qingshan, his eyes were bright. The coercion that was revealed at that moment made the heavens and the earth dark, and the huge waves were suppressed.

Li Qingshan silently moved his eyes and pretended nothing to happen. He is not afraid of the power of true immortals, but just feels unreasonable.

The old man of Tianshu stroked his head to Hai Lingzun and sighed: "The idiot, not crying and crying, and God's intention is unpredictable? How can you do it? Vientiane City should have this robbery, as for your book ..." He With a smile, a little cunning in his eyes: "What do you see?"

He pulled out a scroll of a scroll from his sleeves, and he painted a Tianshu Tower.

Li Qingshan looked at the painting. Of course, it was not just a painting, but a self -contained world. Among them, the Tianshu Building was true; The book frame is neatly arranged, and countless books are piled up. The sun is sunny and dusty, as if a peaceful and ordinary morning.

That is not so much a perfect copy of the Tianshu Building, which is more like the old man of the Tianshu used a certain spell to save the Tianshu Building in a certain moment in the river and paint into the painting.

"This is the means of Zhenxian!"

This reminds Li Qingshan's handwriting of the painter in Bai Jingyuan, but I do n’t know how many times Gao. Perhaps only the five -unable to draw the king of Mohai.

Li Qingshan's heart, wait, and five fairy ...

He has become a god, and the "spiritual turtle becomes" great. For the number of fate in the underworld, the gods are clear, there is one heart, and his own induction. At this moment, he seemed to feel the tremor of destiny.

I was about to ask, and the old man of Tianshu looked at him with a long look: "Please wait a little bit, I will deal with some interior, crossing me, I will talk to you again, and then talk to you. ","

It turned out that Li Liehuo was about to work at this time.

Li Qingshan nodded and stopped talking more.

He clearly felt that although Vientiane Sect has been turned into black, the Taishangzheng Lord was the master of the world, and he naturally arranged everything, and he was just a villain. No matter how humorous the owner is, no one can take his limelight.

Even if he is here, he has no confidence to win and win it.

"How many such enemies are there in the sky!"

The tiger in his heart, bowed his head and groaned.

The old man in Tianshu looked in his eyes and secretly admired: "Well, it is indeed the person who chose, all of which are shocked! Hehe, almost forgot, isn't our Majesty who chose it?"

Of course, this kind of words can never be exported, or forgotten.