Legend of the Great Saint

Furong shouted, “You want it? ”

Zhao Liang Qingdao: “I'm going to use them. From now on, these people can no longer appear. ”

A very ruthless word, as if to treat them as objects, but more ruthless is the fact that he treats them not only as objects, but also as consumables.

“Door rules do not allow the use of this method?” Furong's body trembled, knowing that he was going to use a vicious method in the cloud rain gate to pump out the yin qi of those young girls. This is a way of killing chickens to collect eggs. It is already a complete magic, so it is strictly forbidden by the cloud rain door. If no one finds it, it is the public enemy of the world, the dead end.

Dual cultivators, since ancient times, have been an orthodox school of Taoists, and the Little Cloud Rain Tip is not an evil trick. But cultivating this practice requires more perseverance than cultivating other methods, otherwise the mind becomes more and more invaded by desire, often sinking into the magic and turning it into magic.

Zhao Liang Qingdao: “Without this method, how can we make a quick breakthrough? If you don't tell me, I won't tell you, who knows? Don't you hate that kid? When I break through the belt and through the sixth level of gas refining, I can kill him with a flying sword, and I'll avenge you! ”

Speaking of Li Qingshan, Furong immediately put his heart down. He didn't even put on his clothes and walked out the door. Zhao Liangqing just lay in bed and closed his eyes to support God.

As soon as Furong walked out of the door, a giant hand with claws grabbed her throat and made a crisp sound, she fell to the ground and burned the corpse hematolitis quietly spread, just momentarily, completely swallowed it and turned it into a white bone.

Furong's breath disappeared!

Zhao Liangqing suddenly opened his eyes and drank loudly: “Who!?” Sounds echo in the palace.

Zhao Liangqing cautioned himself to the extreme, but saw Li Qingshan push into the door, and the young face with a relaxed smile: “It's me!” He's completely restored his figure, and his breath is a breath of refining gas, just like it was at the storm house tonight.

The enemy's meeting was divided into red eyes. Zhao Liang Qinghong looked at Li Qingshan and yelled: "Did you kill her? ”

“Yes, I killed her. I'm sorry to bother you. I'm going first.” After Li Qingshan finished, he withdrew from the room like this.

“Still trying to escape!” Zhao Liangqing bounced from the bed, jumped out the door, and couldn't even get a hundred bags beside him. He now hated Li Qingshan to the extreme. He just wanted to get rid of it and then quickly. The first level of gas refining in the district could not possibly be his opponent on the fifth level of gas refining. Even though he was empty-handed, he could easily kill it.

There's a way in heaven you don't walk, there's no way in hell you break in.

Zhao Liangqing just rushed out of the door and suddenly turned his head. He saw only a skull with blood flames condensed into it. He bit at him from the left side. There was no burning sensation, but he instinctively felt the blood flame was terrible.

In the deep hallway, Zhao Liangqing raised his right hand and condensed it into a big hand mark. He smashed the flaming skeleton with one hand and was about to attack, but suddenly he stood still, like being nailed there.

Ten times more horrible than facing the flaming skull, killing the demon, waves of waves coming from behind him, he felt that if he moved, he would be swallowed up and torn apart by the monster lurking under the giant wave, his back sweating out cold.

At this time, he saw clearly the origin of the blood flame, a small skeleton stood in front of him, the blood flame in his eye soared, but did not mean to attack again, but looked behind him.

What's behind it?

He was stuck with an unprecedented sense of immense fear, but he growled in his heart, he was unwilling, he was a gas refiner, he had a brilliant future, as long as he broke through the sixth floor of the gas refinery, there was a good place in the rain gate waiting for him. He regretted it. He regretted it. Why didn't he slow down and take a hundred sachets and confront such horrors with this naked body?

He turned around slowly and saw the horror.

Like a large body cast in black iron, a narrow tunnel cannot hold, can only squat there, squatting in darkness, darker than darkness. Long red hair drips like burning flames and bloody waterfalls. A pair of copper bell-like red eyes, deterred him from moving.

You're dead!

This idea, for the first time in his life, came to Zhao Liangqing's mind with unparalleled clarity, but the instinct to survive, motivated his will to rebel, he turned around at the fastest speed of his life, and he tried to mobilize every trace of real energy in his body to confront this horrible monster.

He didn't really want to fight the monster to death, but he was going to slap him with his true temper and use the power of rebellion to escape to the other end of the tunnel. The little skeleton, though weird, was confident that he could deal with it, and the monster's body was so huge that it was definitely inconvenient to move in the tunnel, he could escape through the other dark door of the tunnel and escape from the sky of birth.

There's still a chance, there's still hope!

Zhao Liangqing's motion stopped, sprayed blood and broken guts, he couldn't believe it. He lowered his head, a giant claw grabbed him, at a terrible speed he couldn't react at all, and then slowly lifted him to his eyes.

As if a cat had just learned to hunt, she was studying the first mouse she had caught.

The pain nearly brought Zhao Liangqing's mind to a standstill. How did this happen to him? Didn't you chase a petty gas refiner? How did you meet such a monster?

Reading his mind, he said painstakingly: "You, you are... Li Qingshan? ”

“Exactly below!” The sound is like a metal tremor, and the magma is pouring under the impending volcano. Low down is the fact that Zhao Liangqing cannot believe it.

Li Qingshan was amazed because he was too weak! Zhao Liangqing is so weak! In the face of Zhao Liangqing's strong sense of oppression, he disappeared without a trace. Now he can squeeze this five-storey gas refiner, like a bug, just a little bit harder.

Was I ever too confident in myself? Li Qingshan was so emotional.

“Spare me... spare me!” Zhao Liangqing said painstakingly, his mouth kept spilling blood.

“Beautiful!” Li Qingshan's hands pushed hard, “bang” a sound, his palms exploded a bloody mist, gripping the meat into mud.

The blood flame of the burning corpse sprang up, turning every drop of blood into a part of the flame, perfectly cleaned up, caused by Li Qingshan to make a mess of the murder scene.

Li Qingshan recovered his figure and stood up and stretched his muscles. “Thanks to me for taking you so seriously, that's all. ”

Xiao 'an also pointed to the broken bones scattered all over the place, suddenly trembled and flew into his hundred bladders, completing the destruction.

Like walking into his own door, Li Qingshan walked into the luxurious bedroom in the palace, or the practice room, picked up two hundred bags from the bed and stuffed them in his arms, and looked up at a dozen giant pictures of the Spring Palace painted on the wall, and made a review: “It's really ugly! ”

Xiao 'an also put away Zhao Liangqing and Furong's scattered clothes, hesitated for a while, did not pack the bed, carefully disposed of many small traces, so that the scene looked more like two people fleeing in fear of sin rather than being killed.

Li Qingshan couldn't do this kind of thing. He confirmed that there was nothing to appreciate. "Okay? ”

As soon as Xiao 'an turned himself in, the two returned to their original path and quietly exited the Rain Tower.

Upon returning to the mountain, just four days later, Li Qingshan did not light the light. He tested the harvest of the trip through the moonlight of the gauze window.

1,200,000 taels of silver, along with a pile of gold and silver utensils, is Furong's collection for many years, as well as Zhao Liangqing's management of the Yunyu building, accumulating revenue for many years.

A few spiritual charms, none of which are miscellaneous, at least inferior, and two medium.

More than 50 condensate pills, instantly replenished Li Qingshan's consumed condensate pills.

A few pebble-sized pebbles, with pure spirit, must be the legendary spirit stone.

However, this is not the biggest harvest of the trip. The biggest harvest was a crystalline sword that was scratched out of Zhao Liangqing's hundred bags. The sword was no more than a foot long. There was no handle, no crystal clear, and the light flowed. It was clearly gold iron, but it was like the texture of jade stone.

Li Qingshan held the small sword in his hand, watched carefully, felt it floating lightly, but there was a very powerful spiritual energy circulating in it, more than the wind knife between his waist, is a medium spirit apparatus.

But I don't even have a blade handle. How do I use it? Li Qingshan suddenly remembered the elder Feilong, and also remembered Wang Park Shin's black painted iron ruler. Is it possible that this sword is also used for royalty? I don't know, so I had to put it away first.

Li Qingshan's heart is very smooth, it is true that the evil way is still quick to get the money. The world is a really good place. If you stay in the mountain forest, where do you get so many Dan medicine, you definitely need to practice much slower.

Though the devil practiced for centuries, he believed that as long as he did so, he could drastically shorten his time.

Tonight's World War I added a lot of confidence to him. No matter how strong Zhuo Zhibe's six-story gas refiner is, he has confidence to fight one.

“Uncle Zhuo Zhi, what good things will there be in your hundred bags?” Li Qingshan licked his lips and speculated maliciously.

When, indeed, people are harmful to tigers, tigers are harmful to people.

……

A long time ago, a teenager came out of the mountains, a hawk flew up in the sky, and a wolf ran in front of him. They were teenagers' pets and playmates, hunting for him, relieving loneliness and accompanying him through many difficult years.

When the teenager was carried by heaven, he picked up his sword, and the eagle and wolf turned into demons. He went to war in Kyushu, helping him defeat countless powerful enemies and survive many calamities.

Until the teenager, he swept across the six-pack, Ding-Jiuzhou, called Jo Jin-Long Tianzi. He made his name rain like a cloud, and the rear palace three thousand, rich in the world.

But no one, any of his kind, can outweigh his trust in these two most faithful friends. He has made them kings, given them authority over hundreds of millions of people, and has commanded them to guard the dynasty when the dragons return to heaven.

That's where the Eagle Wolf Guard came from.

By the way, this dynasty, it's called Big Summer.

PS: I like the name "Big Summer”, the beginning of 5,000 years of civilization, its founder Dayu is a mythical figure, and the guy behind him, can only be honest and human, can no longer be like their ancestors, make human beings in the alternate days, three thousand royal daughters, wow wow.

The name Big Summer itself is like a dividing line between myth and history, beginning and ending at the same time. And even better, its existence has been questioned, and this seemingly, rather than, or not, the beginning and the end, is where this novel, and even my appearance, is.

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