Legend of the Great Saint

After Li Qingshan killed Nayao's three murderers, he ran all the way in the mountain forest without hindrance. When he encountered the river, he crossed. The more he encountered the ridge, the more ingenious he became to apply the Tiger Demon Bone Fist. Less than a moment later, he rushed to the eastern wall of Longmen Mountain, and the mountain plunged into his face like a sword. His mind instantly considered, his mind and mind accelerated to plunder towards the wall.

In the high altitude of a hundred people, the strong wind whistled between his ears, but he didn't listen, his pupils were like needle tips, and he explored and searched on the nervous wall, looking for a rock that could be started, even if it was a tiny bump, he could be borrowed by him, and when he couldn't borrow it, he grabbed it hard on the walls.

If the walls were to be treated as flat, then Li Qingshan bowed his back and landed on his limbs, like a big tiger, then he looked flat and smooth. Only he knew that he was acting as a thin ice, risking himself. Any minor mistake would cause him to fall from a hundred heights. Even though it was steel steel, he also fell into pieces, which is no less dangerous than breaking into a black wind estate.

But his heart was fearless, but his blood was fierce and extremely dangerous, squeezing out all his physical potential, and his spirit, will and momentum reached an unprecedented peak.

He finally understood why climbers who risked their lives to climb the mountain had fun and why people liked extreme sports. It is the nature and instinct of a bloodthirsty man to challenge a difficult obstacle and achieve a cause that others cannot achieve.

Ignoring the tired signals that the body keeps sending, ignoring the moans that the bones can't support, the body's overload operates, instead bringing a pleasure to release the soul, like flying.

A broken valley suddenly appeared in front of him, and he leaped, until he saw a palace, and suddenly realized that it was not a broken valley, but a peak. The world turned upside down in his head, and he landed half-kneeling on a cliff, rising and looking back, mountains like beasts.

The little city of Qingyang, situated between these animal rings, seems to be in danger of being torn apart at any moment. This is not a world where people can live in peace, full of unimaginable perils.

In the more than ten loads of Wagyu Village, he complained countless times. He missed living in a comfortable room of his past life, he could eat all kinds of food, and could live an easy day on the computer. Even after the appearance of Qingniu, he gained what a powerful power, he was equally doubtful in his heart. In comparison, which of these two lives is better?

It wasn't until tonight that he suddenly got the answer, and the slightest bit of suspicion would slit, open his arms, as if to embrace the world. "This is the life I want, this is Adventurer's Paradise! ”

Rin Lin's cold wind caused the teenager's clothes to hunt and sound. On this cliff, he and his past life, together with the old dream that haunted him for fifteen years, broke off.

I am Li Qingshan, Lee from Wood Lee, where life is not Qingshan from.

Xiao 'an also crawled out of the porcelain jar and stared at Li Qingshan, not knowing what he thought in his heart, but feeling the will in his chest, silently said in his heart: “Wherever you want to go, I will walk with you all the time! ”

Li Qingshan turned around and walked towards the house of the building. That is where the Dragon Gate pie belongs.

It is not too early. The Dragon Gate is still lit up in Feilong Palace.

Dragon Gate sent Yang An Zhi, the master, to sit next to Yang Jun, with a pale face and poisonous face. The elders in the door and the core disciples, side by side, face heavy, no one spoke.

The red furnace fire doesn't heat their hearts either.

Black Wind Village was wiped out by Li Qingshan. The message pressed against everyone's chest like a boulder. The Dragon Gate pie also counts. Li Qingshan only returned to Qingyang City in the evening. At night, the news reached the Dragon Gate pie, which is not uncomfortable.

Yang Jun's twisted roar: “This is impossible. It must be a rumor. It's just one day. The black wind is not paper-tied. How can it be eliminated?! ”

“Jun, it's not surprising that Qingyang City has raised a large army and that Liu Hong and Huang Si Tiger have joined forces to destroy the Black Wind Village. I just didn't expect it so soon!” Yang 'an deserves to be a ruler. He can still remain a little calm after smelling this dramatic change.

An elder said: "I didn't think Liu Hong and Huang Si Hu would join hands to help the boy, Master, what are we going to do now? Many gentlemen have brought their children back. ”

“For the treasure of Blackwind Village, they won't let go of the Dragon Gate Pie. This is an unprecedented robbery of my Dragon Gate Pie! ”

The Dragon Gate faction has been established for many years. Although it has not been a big Jianghu faction, it also has a deep roots in Qingyang. Wu Gong and power collusion are the forces of absolute rule. At this time, it is as if the emperor of tranquillity is suddenly ruminating all over the world. There is almost a sense of the end of the day.

“Brother in charge, I told you to restrain disciples under the door, don't do anything nonsense, this kind of nonsense will sooner or later provoke strong enemies and cause great trouble to me Dragon Gate Pie.” Although the elder of the prison told Yang 'an, his eyes looked up at Yang Jun's face. Others have a lot of grudges on their faces.

“Old man, what are you talking about, you stupid son * * other people's wives and daughters, someone came to the door, who came out!” Yang Jun was furious. If it was a weekday, he would not be able to speak to his elders like this, but suddenly lost his martial arts, even the Dragon Gate faction that protected him might not protect him, his mentality was insane and he had no more concerns.

“You!” the warden blushed.

“Shut the fuck up!” The voice of Yang 'an buzzed in the hall, and his strength could not be diminished. "Is this the time for meditation? Regardless of the past, it is imperative to deal with the immediate difficulties. I have sent my disciples to guard the mountain lanes to convey the message with fire. If anyone attacks the mountain in a major way, we will not be able to hide it from them. If you can't resist, you can only take your savings and retreat first by the secret passage of the ancestral church, renounce Longmen Mountain and preserve your strength. ”

Dragon Gate inherited from generations of Gatekeepers. In addition to the gentlemen's sons and brothers, there are many loyal disciples, but these disciples did not expect that their doors were ready to abandon them.

Give up Longmen Mountain! The people in the palace were shocked, and they thought of the worst possibility, but suddenly listened, still unacceptable.

“I am only talking about the worst plan, and it is only a temporary plan. I have sent a letter to all the righteous evil factions of Wulin. The news of Lingjin is already well known. Soon, Qingyang City will be crowded with people in the river and lake. Not only is the kid dead, even Liu Hong Huang's sick tiger could die. As long as we preserve our strength, it won't take long, we can roll back. ”

“Yang Zhongmen is good at calculating!” Li Qingshan opened a thick curtain and stepped into the palace with a cold wind and snowflake. His eyes were like a sword. He stabbed Yang Anzhi: “I was afraid you'd run away, but now I'm at peace. Whether I'm dead or not, you're dead.” As if this whole palace were to be slaughtered as lambs.