Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan said: “This boat is good and Xiao 'an loves it!” Xiao 'an was lying in the boat gang and concentrated on looking at the winged rudder swinging water.

Zhang Lanqing laughed: “I made this myself. This child is called Xiao An. Is there any danger that she will be with us? ”

Li Qingshan touched Xiaoan's head: “She can take care of herself, why not use propellers? ”

“What is a propeller? ”

Li Qingshan explained a little, Zhang Lanqing understood and immediately fell into thought: “This structure is unique, seems to be more than ordinary oars...”

Li Qingshan: “Careful! ”

Zhang Lanqing was distracted. The boat hit directly against the rock wall. He turned back to God and turned the bow. He patted his chest: “It's dangerous. ”

Hao Pingyang said: “Keep your head clear, don't be confused when you think about machinations! ”

Zhang Lanqingdao: “I must go back to experiment, Qingshan, you come to Mo's house, there must be something to do. ”

Li Qingshan said: “Maybe!” This is the stone of his mountain. You can attack the jade!

Where the boat had just travelled, beside the cave, the light could not shine in the pitch-black recess, a pair of luminous green eyes, a dry body, its entire body, almost integrated with the rock wall, covered with moss. I don't know how many years have passed. Even Li Qingshan has not noticed the smell.

It seemed to have taken orders and struggled to break away from the rock wall, but suddenly it stopped and saw a bright rosary floating in front of it.

Even after being refined, it was left with a sense of obedience and a desire for flesh and blood, and it felt an instinctive fear. The skeletal marble penetrated its skull, and the red light came out of his body, turning his flesh into fire, bone into water, and blended into this little marble.

Somewhere deep in the cave, a skinny old road opened its eyes, a body he had just woken up and lost its senses. And the sensation was strange, the slightest fluctuation, as if it meant fear.

This is, of course, an extreme absurdity. How can a corpse understand fear? Although the soul is still bound to the body, it has long lost its ability to fear, but it is only an illusion.

Then he somehow remembered the experience outside the ancient wind city, by that giant crater.

He is a practitioner chasing corpses. Though he is named after the Black List, he does not dare to kill anywhere. Once a certain limit has been crossed, the Eagle Wolf Guard will send stronger guards to kill him. This cave will not stop a truly powerful practitioner.

So most of the time, he was a gravedigger and burglar, and as soon as he heard about the ancient wind city, it was a thousand corpses, even a lot of gas refiners, and he was sure to find the best necrophilia materials. But when he arrived, all he saw was the empty pit. All he could think about was shock and fear, and he was glad he wasn't here in time.

Fear, an emotion he hasn't felt in years.

When he thought about it, he remembered that in Yizhuang, the body temptation of the refiner was not small, but he never trusted Zhuo Zhibe, so he was very careful, the trap of the Mo disciples, for him, was childish and ridiculous. Though careless for a moment, his phantom sword was destroyed, hunted down and fled, and his anger was desperate, he was not afraid. In his long life, he has suffered many more serious failures and crises than this.

But he saw a strange scene when he succeeded in deceiving his opponent and escaped from Yizhuang. A beautiful child, sitting in the moonlight on the ridge, stared at him quietly as if he had seen through his invisibility. There was no powerful breath, but those black-eyed, unwavering eyes made him feel a trembling chestnut from the depths of his soul, as if he had met a natural enemy.

But he quickly escaped from that gaze, and the trembling feeling became like an illusion, but the scene was deeply imprinted in his mind and could not dissipate for a long time.

These images, he always felt that there was some kind of connection, but he couldn't get through.

He shook his head and just lost an insignificant corpse. How could he have given birth to so many thoughts, abandoned his meditations and revealed his laughter? The intruders would soon die and become part of his zombie army.

He held a sarcophagus beside him, engraved with character, spread all the way to the ground, locked in heavy chains.

With this baby here, no one can kill him, not even Uncle Zhuo Chi!

Xiao An lay on the boat's side, gently swinging the running water, and quietly picked up the skeleton beads. She turned around and saw Li Qingshan staring at her. She threw up her tongue.

Skeletal marbles are not ordinary apparatuses, more like parts of her body that separate, so they fly far away and even take her place to listen.

Frankly, she doesn't really like the smell of zombies, some dry, some like he took her to eat some time ago, some specialty food, some kind of dry, hard cake. But the advantage is it's easier to burn, and it's not that loud.

Hao Pingyang suddenly said: "Something's coming! ”

Several people looked forward together, Zhang Lanqing patted through the lamp calender, the lamp combined into a beam, like a searchlight, the hole was completely dark. Invisible, on the water, something floating, densely squeezed, a piece of white flower. Not drifting down the water, floating on the water as if waiting for the boat to arrive.

“It's a body!” He Yishe shouted.

That white thing, a bloated floating corpse, was like a big fat man floating on the water, covered in water, not knowing how many.

Hao Pingyang said: "Don't let them near! ”

Several people pulled out a thousand crossbows, pointed at the floating corpse and fired a crow arrow, bursting into the air, the floating corpse exploded one by one.

Li Qingshan pulled out the wind knife, injected true qi, wanted to blow a wind blade, but the wind knife did not respond at all, knocked on the knife body, confirming that the knife was completely broken. A magic apparatus, in his hands, is unbearable. Although the same effect can be achieved with real gas, it is too expensive and cannot be compensated.

Zhang Lanqing handed Li Qingshan a thousand machine crossbows and several boxes of fire crow arrows: “I'm going to take the boat, you can use it! ”

“Okay!” Li Qingshan took over a thousand machine crossbows, pointed at the surface of the water was an angry shooting, shot seven or eight floating corpses, he learned to shoot arrows, the quasi-point is stronger than Kim Won Kim Bao, attracting several accolades.

Li Qingshan suddenly glanced at himself. He turned around and saw Xiao An looking at a thousand machine crossbows with his head full of anticipation. He no longer looked at the oars.

“Try it!” Li Qingshan handed her a thousand machine crossbows. Xiao An was happy to take over the thousand machine crossbows.

Hao Pingyang hastily stopped: “Don't mess around!” Blaming Li Qingshan for not knowing the weight, how can such a dangerous weapon be handed over to children? Thousands of crossbows are very powerful, and if Xiaoan can't control them and fires them indiscriminately on board, that would be terrible.

He reached out and grabbed Xiao An's thousand machine crossbows, but he grabbed a few emptiness and revealed his dismay. He turned around and saw Xiao An had come to the bow and shot at the floating corpse. And a good shot, almost an arrow is a floating corpse.

Li Qingshan patted Hao Pingyang's shoulder: “I said she can take care of herself and you! ”

Hao Pingyang glanced at his eyes. The kid was mysterious and even the kids around him were so weird.

When Xiao 'an took the shot, the others dropped a thousand crossbows and saved some of the arrows. Watching her perform beside her from time to time, she said, "Well done! ”

Kimball smiled proudly: "Is this the kind of trick the zombie warrior wants to use against us? Doesn't look great either.” But before his voice went down, he smelled a stench that was so fierce that almost smoked people's brains out.

Hao Pingyang said: “Hold your breath, the smell is toxic! ”

The boat just walked to the place where the pumice was initially ejected. Li Qingshan could clearly see that the pumice had been blown up and cleaned up, but the gas in their bodies had been released and turned into turbid light green poison gas. It traversed the cave, and the further forward, the thicker the poison gas, the impenetrable lamp could not be illuminated.

Several people hurriedly held their breath, as a gas refiner, a real breath runs in the body, which is a perfect alternative to breathing, but as the poison fog thickens, the eyes start to tingle and weep, even the skin is full of burning sensations. Without the reminder of Hao Pingyang, instinct releases the true Qi protective body.

Just when everyone was busy defending against the poison gas, and their eyes were blurred, a dark stream burst underwater. Li Qingshan first noticed: “There is something underwater! ”

The noise, the waves rise, a green rotten hand that can see the bones, protruding from the water, grabbing the paddles, then grabbing the boat's starboard, climbing toward the boat, revealing a head without eyes or nose, making a terrible whimpering sound.

He Yishi had just pointed a thousand crossbows at the boat's side, and a strong wind hit his head. He looked up in panic and was seeing a dry body, penetrating the poison fog, coming at him from the top of a pitch-black hole.

“There's one up there too!” Hao Pingyang drank, waved the yellow dragon swallowing cannon, and shot a dry body away.

Li Qingshan raised his head, the top of the cave, those dog teeth staggered on the stalagmites, climbing a hanging dry corpse, two or three times in a row.

And beside the cave, the starting point was green, a corpse emerged from the bondage of the rock wall, his mouth wide and dry, and he jumped onto the boat. Silent caves, like living in an instant, become horrible hell, filled with horrible corpses.

He Yishi, holding a thousand crossbows, hardly knew where to aim.

Though I said it was shameful, the battle consciousness is not something to say, it takes countless battle experiences, or battle talents like Li Qingshan.

And obviously, neither of those things, they didn't, and Kimball pulled the trigger in a panic, almost hitting his companion, but not a zombie.

The wind knife drew an arc of light in the air. The two dry corpses had different heads. Li Qingshan said: “I'll handle it up there. You guys stay down and focus on the underwater.” They hurried down and, without further ado, Hao Pingyang set fire to the cannon, slammed the zombies from both sides and smashed them all.

It hasn't stabilized yet, and a terrible tsunami rang from the bow of the boat and the speed approached.

Zhang Lanqing changed color horribly. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)