Legend of the Great Saint

In the Hidden Sword Palace, there is a divine mountain called the Hidden Sword. The mountain does not catch the earth and is suspended in the sky. It is filled with a sword. The disciple of the Hidden Sword Palace can pull out a sword from it as his own sword, and by the day of his passing, the sword will be restored to the peak of the Hidden Sword, waiting for the next master.

The practice practiced by the Tibetan Sword Palace speaks of the integration of human swords, practicing swords is practicing swords, practicing swords is practicing.

Even a piece of iron, after generations of high hand quenching, will become a divine weapon. The strength of these swords can be imagined. Rumor has it that they contain the spiritual will of successive masters. Only the right masters will be pulled out, so not only do people choose swords, but swords choose people. There is no chance, only by chance.

Once a human sword has been acquired, it is much easier than a powerful swordsman to encounter a good friend, a good friend, a good friend, a good friend, and a good friend. This is where the foundations of the Sword Palace are inherited, and where the name of the Sword is derived.

And sword repair is stronger than ordinary monks in battle, and with such a sword, it is even more like a tiger.

Among the swords, there is also a high rank, ten of which are famous for shocking the heavens and are called "ten swords”. Whichever disciple is pulled out, the Sword Palace will be cultivated, and almost every generation of the Master of the Sword Palace will come from it, and the Ruined Sword is one of them.

This is not as simple as adding wings, but directly from tiger beast to tiger demon, to deal with three old, it is easy, but it is just strange that paying for green should only last a short time, how can you control the ruins sword so quickly?

Flowers praise the world's origins, the seven tips are luxurious, the strong memories of the news. I fear that there are more things in my head than in Vientiane. Naturally, I will not be ignorant of the history of Qingzhou's main sects.

Suddenly it was remembered that the ruins were famous for another reason, because they were the only set of ten swords, the female sword, the ruins, the male sword, the purple sword, more powerful on the ruins, one sword was born, the other sword must not be far away.

Ruins are out. Where's the purple roller?

Thinking of this place, Flower praises suddenly looking at Yu Zijian, she is not blinking down, is she?

Looking back at the eyes of the remaining purple sword, the snow flashed in my heart.

Yes, Qingzhou is so big, why not come a million miles to the Qing River Mansion to make a demon general. With his strength, several more demons will be his opponents, his purpose was this.

In the Gate sect, there must be a masterful figure. The astronomical figure is a Gate sect apprentice. In addition to finding qualified disciples and others to worship the arts like the ordinary Gate sect, there is also a very special way to find “relatives”. In this way, few disciples can be collected, but some stunning characters can be extracted every time they follow the artist's sea.

As if they were jade, they often did not appear to have any special training qualifications. They should have had no reason to practise for life, and could only engage in the profession of mortal person for the rest of their lives. As soon as you get a point dial in the morning and step into this cultivation path, immediately enter the sea like a dragon and fly into the sky.

If his guess is correct, the revelation climbed her instead. Although the flower family had some power in Qinghe Province, it was nothing compared to the Jiangyuan Palace. His thoughts stretched from time to time, thinking about how to use the message for the benefit of the flower family, and the war that lay ahead was no longer within his purview.

Anyway, winning or losing is already clear.

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Fu Qingzhen appeared in ruins, based on a half-cutted palace pillar, and survived independence.

It takes dozens of people to hold the palace together, wondering how magnificent the palace was.

“The Sword Palace!” Li Qingshan's pupils contracted sharply, and Fu Qingxian coincided with a figure in his memory. Although he was wiped out by Qingniu at will, that sharp swordsmanship still kept an eye on him, and he dared not forget it.

“You've heard of it?” Fu Qingzhen turned back and the ruined sword in his hand just lifted and stopped.

Before Li Qingshan had had time to answer, the bronze corpse would finally come out of poverty, and the broken bronze armor appeared on his body. His bones were also distorted and broken. He roared furiously at Li Qingshan, and he had to fly up.

Fu Qing glanced at it and the roar subsided. The bronze corpse fled to the warlord and ran towards the lonely old man, like a frightened bad dog to the master.

The elderly people of Sansan Mountain gathered together and slowly adjusted their spirituality, they didn't mean to do it anymore, because they understood that since he had done it, they were not needed, recalling the situation in Qingdong Mountain, they couldn't help but be emotional.

“Anything else you want to say? It's just bullshit. It's useless to say more.” Just as Elder Feilong's decisive decision, Pai Qing sword waved down.

The sword is like a green light, Sambi is blue, as if in the sky, open a blue eye, all the mind is ingested. There are endless void sighs, talking about the changes in the rise and fall, canvassing the sea mulberry fields.

The glorious civilization also has the day of extinction, and the mighty empire cannot escape the destruction of the future, only for the later generations to hang, the little creatures present here, what is it?

After all, Li Qingshan was resolute and unusual. His mind reacted with a shock. His fist burst out and his body retreated. At the same time, he carried the Turtle Xuan Armor. Three actions were almost completed at the same time.

Li Qingshan instantly retreated out of dozens of places. The sword light swept on the turtle's Xuan Jia. He was demonic, and his speed drained. The turtle's Xuan Jia shook and shook, but he finally supported it.

He gasped slightly. His red eyes were burning like fire. He was no longer Li Qingshan. He would never be struck by a sword without a reaction.

Three mountain old people can see each other's faces in amazement. What kind of monster is this? Li Qingshan can block their blow, they are relatively easy to accept, but they all have a deep experience in dealing with the strong Qingshan.

“Oh?” Fu Qingjuan also revealed an unexpected colour. He was going to chop off the little demon with his sword and clean up the demon general, but now he's a little surprised: “To the extent of the demon, you can count as a hybrid, but because of this, the more you have to chop it now, the better to avoid the aftermath. ”

Fu Qingzheng was about to strike, a black shadow covered it, slightly turned his head, and Maru Qingzheng mouthpiece was close by, the blood basin large mouth, more like the entrance to hell.

At such a close distance, he suddenly launched an attack, and Pay Qing tried to avoid it. There was also a little too late, the storm swept up, raised his long hair, and his face remained unchanged.

With a loud bang, Maru smashed the palace pillar, but Li Qingshan's face was completely unhappy. He never underestimated any enemies, not to mention Fu Qingshan's existence. Stepping forcefully forward, a crack spread rapidly forward, and a pile of rocks exploded, but no trace of the cymbals was seen.

A little blue flow slips across the line of sight, and then millions of points, like fireflies, come together and turn into a pay-per-view.

Li Qingshan, open your eyes. Is this the power of the ruined sword? Isn't that how you stand undefeated?

Fu Qingzhen threw the ruined sword at will, pointing like a sword, so as to produce the most common swordsmanship, but the ruined sword turned sideways, completely disappearing the sword body, interweaving a crude and complex geometry in the air, covering the horse and land.

Maru sighed painfully, spilling blood, twisting and biting.

Fu Qingyun turned into green light scattered. He gathered in another place and touched his chin and said to himself: “It is true that it is a Kunmi monster, with extraordinary vitality, it seems that you need to cut your head off.” The eyes fell on the connecting parts of the horse's head, holding a common sword and waving it.

It was a trick that even third-rate swordsmen such as Yu Zijian understood. They all became indestructible extinctions in his hands.

Rolling demon gassed into a flood of sky towards Qingqing, sword sword turned and split the flood all over the sky.

Two skeletons whistled down from the sky, all the remaining steel nail corpses on the top, roaring together towards Qing Qing, the sword air diffused tens of thousands of blue wire, steel nail corpse shattered bones.

Fu Qingxiao suddenly revealed his surprise. He turned back and collided with a crystalline bone sword. He praised: "Good sword!” The sword swordsmanship erupted at that moment, and even he was a little surprised to see that the swordsman was a skeleton, even more surprised.

Xiao 'an was patient for a long time, sacrificing all the steel armor corpses to lure enemies, pouring a sword and stabbing them, but he had to admire them.

The sword method has changed, while the light spirit is fast, sometimes thick and thick, sometimes like the antelope hanging horn, there is no way to capture, Xiao An will learn the sword method from the Book of Grass Swords, to play the ultimate, put aside the hook, do the best in the sword, plus every move is the same fateful fight, added very powerful.

Fu Qingzhen did not use swordsmanship, held a sword in one hand, ran the sword method, and fought Xiaoan An to see her sword method.

Xiao An Jin, the sword has changed to the ultimate. Paying Qingxiang retreated and chopped, but every time he blocked Xiao 'an's sword strength.

In an instant, the two swords interacted a thousand times, emitting a strangely long buzz, and countless fine swords of cow hair lasered across the ground, passing through the two of them, and the sky was dusty.

Along the way, a relatively complete pavilion collapsed, completely destroyed by the sword and crushed by its own gravity.

Xiao An's white bone sword showed numerous cracks, she could not defend herself. If it was flesh and blood, she was also crushed by the sword.

Li Qingshan yelled at Ma Lu: “Quickly become the original form!” The advantages offered by the vast body have been lost. There is no chance of victory in this battle and we must flee.

But everything in front of you is covered by illusions. Don't say that the hole is not even found in the heavenly pit. If you want to escape, you can only break through the illusion first, but how easy it is to talk.

This time, Ma Lu did not listen to him. He shook his body and rushed towards the Qing Dynasty again. Every move he makes is as fierce as a thunder, but paying for it is useless no matter how many times he launches it with a strange luminous technique.

Indeed, Fu Qingxian's body once again turned into a stream of light, converging in the air, shook his head: “Dull! ”

Little Andrea fell from the air and was caught by Li Qingshan. No, this is not possible. We must find a way! (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.)