Legend of the Great Saint

The giant wooden man didn't want to show weakness. He grabbed Dading single-handedly. Li Qingshan threw a toy in his hand.

Flowers praised: “Careful!” Ding got bigger in the air.

Li Qingshan caught it in his hand. He realized that he had weighed a lot, but he didn't care. He threw it at the giant wooden man and it grew again in the air.

A Dading threw it between them, becoming bigger and bigger. Li Qingshan also had to let his hands pick it up, so that many gas refiners could stare at it, such power, or people?

They can't do it so lightly, even if they use magic or magic to increase power.

Only the alchemist could see the doorway, reveal admiration, unexpectedly this teenager's alchemy was so powerful, he was able to compete with the giant wooden man in strength.

Qiu Haitang slightly frowned, where exactly did this kid come from, the refining technique is so smart.

Knowing that alchemy can not be refined by hiding in the deep mountains with one or two secrets of divine merit, the demand for all kinds of dandruff is not much smaller than alchemy.

The original intention in the necessary corner power gambling has become completely uncertain.

The surrounding gas refiners held their breath and watched Dading fly back and forth nervously. The giant wooden man had lost a battle. If they lost another battle, the spirit stone they gambled against would be water drifting.

Once again, the giant wooden man caught Dading, his face was red, his eyes were cracked, he was sweaty, his wine was all awake, that Ding had tripled in size, he was heavily pressed on his shoulder, he was breathing heavily, even he began to feel a little tired.

Looking at Li Qingshan, he also faded his own clothes, his bronze body, without a hint of nebula, never like a giant wooden man, his muscles tense, but perfectly streamlined, like metal casting. If the bull demon brings him strength as an iron stone, the tiger demon refines the iron stone into a steel knife.

He was a little sweaty and seemed to be undefeated. His monolithic strength is not necessarily stronger than that of a giant wooden man, but his endurance is not comparable to that of any refiner.

Gambling is not far from winning or losing.

The giant wooden man shouted in his heart, aroused his full strength and threw out a great deal.

Dading narrow wind thunder, whistling to Li Qingshan.

“Get out of the way!” Han Jong-Ji shouted.

Flower praise is even more divine, but it will still turn into a circle. If he does not do so, it would be unfair. Today, only Li Qingshan can give up this scene.

“If Dingru lands, he loses. Li Daoyou can take it.” Qiuhai Tong smiled and saw that both of them had reached the extreme. If Li Qingshan did not take it, it would be a loss. If it was a hard drive, it would be better. Even if he did not die, he would have to be seriously injured. There is no doubt that the third round will be defeated.

Li Qingshan's voices were deafening, his eyes glanced at him, and he was very angry. He reached out to Dading, who shouted out his hands.

Dading slammed Li Qingshan and shouted.

Li Qingshan felt a tremendous force coming from Dading. If he could change the demonic body, this force would be nothing, but with the human figure, he was reluctant, but he bit the teeth, Dantian Qi Hai, spinning, rushed out a true qi, flowed to the limb carcass, turned into a wave of water soft, dissolving the impact of Dading.

Li Qingshan was pushed back more than ten steps by Dading, and his feet dragged out of two deep trajectories on the ground. With his right foot strutted into his body, he only heard a click and his foot trapped in the floor.

Li Qingshan held on to Dading steadily. He smiled and drank: “Here you go!” Step forward vigorously, lift your full strength, arms round, and throw out.

Big Ding is more fierce than ever before, flying straight out, the colors of fear appear in the giant wooden man, looking at the autumn sea tang, yelling out his hands, has been the death force.

As soon as his hand touched the Great Ding moment, he knew that this power was in no way within his grasp. His eyes saw the end of the five dirty pieces, and only his eyes were waiting to die.

The wind swept, but the impact did not follow. He opened his eyes and suddenly stopped in front of him, just a few feet away.

The giant wooden man blinked his eyes, seemingly wondering what was going on, bowing his head to see only one young man in black, who would be caught in his hand.

The young man in black turned his head and revealed a gorgeous face with the star eye of a sword brow, but it looked like an ice-covered iron cast through Sensen's chill.

Cold said: "That's it, you've lost. ”

The giant wooden man revealed a glorious colour and looked at the young man in black with gratitude. If it were not for the young man in black, he would only be afraid of his life.

The young man in black threw Dading to the flower praise, he flew to the flower praise hand, has recovered the size of his clap, and he was so tempered, he sent it into a hundred treasure capsules, and the young man in black suddenly killed him: “Iron coat, what are you doing here? ”

Han Jong-chi waved, “Hey, man! ”

But the young people in black didn't seem to see them. They turned to look at Li Qingshan and cold-blooded: “The body is good. ”

“Well said!” Li Qingshan looked at it very clearly, only after he threw Dading away, this young man in black clothes only walked out of the side, like a healthy black leopard, and then came first, he would be in the hand, his body was strong, even Li Qingshan had some surprise, is he the legendary refiner?

When the young man in black was caught up, he was not hardwired, but would be gently slapped to show skill and craftsmanship.

Hana praised the apathy of the young man in black, introducing: "The soldier chief, Han Iron Clothes, said that I was the first person under the foundation, I must not have seen him. ”

Li Qingshan gave a slight head, agreeing with Hana praise, Han iron clothing is not only tough body, but also refined 10 layers of gas, both of which are repaired, I'm afraid there are no enemies in the gas refiner, a arch of hands: “Li Qingshan! ”

Han Iron Clothes ignored him and turned to Autumn Haitang, who locked his eyebrows tightly: “How much is this Inhuman worth? I'll buy it!”

Hana praised and sighed softly: "Haitang, you lost. ”

Qiuhai Tong's fist was tight and loose. He seemed reluctant to accept the result. Finally, he sighed: "That's it, Li Qingshan, Yunyu Gate and your grudge. You'd better not appear in front of me again. ”

If she is hard to say that Han Iron Clothes interrupted the competition, it can also be dragged to the third scene, but she is not the kind of woman who messed up brutally, and with Li Qingshan's performance, even if it was dragged to the third scene, it would be difficult to win, on the contrary, if she admitted to losing, it was just that one way of walking Dan, so she made her heart ache a little, and cut Li Qingshan's hate teeth.

Li Qingshan laughed: “I hope everyone wants to!” Thousands of spiritual stones have arrived, and Taoist Dan begins, and with this amount of resources, you can probably go knock on the door to the demon realm! As to whether or not to appear before her, it is not for her to decide.

“Good boy, good job!” Han Qiongzhi came and slapped Li Qingshan on the shoulder.

The contempt in the eyes of the legal disciples was exhausted, and with that hand alone, few of them were adversaries. To be praised by this Korean iron coat, which is cold to the bone, is even more rare. No wonder it takes such praise.

Wu Gong also had to admit that the country boy had something extraordinary, his complexity looked at the money, saw her smile only slightly, did not show any joy, that style made him heartbeat.

Some people rejoiced, since others worried, as Autumn Haitang admitted to losing, the building was full of noise,

The gambling that I thought I would win, I actually lost, and I lost so completely, I didn't even get to the third game.

“No, it's a trap, Dementor!” Someone shouted.

This word immediately won a response, shouting out loud for the rain door to retreat the spirit stone. A lot of gas refiners smashed down hundreds of spiritual stones, which for many gas refiners, but all the homeowners, just moments away, disappeared clean, how can they bear it?

“Does anyone doubt my notarization?” Flower praised the smile on his face disappeared, looked up, swept his eyes, yelled the noise, calmed down immediately.

……

“Brother Tin, we lost. ”

“Forget it, it's just a thousand spiritual stones. It's nothing.” The boy in white pretended not to care, but his heart seemed to be dripping blood. This time he came to the hundred scriptures hospital, he didn't carry many spirit stones. This time he went almost half way and read: “Li Qingshan!” Hate whisks away.

“How many spirits?” Han Iron Clothes asked Qiu Haitang again, to the Inhuman spirit is necessary.

“Since it's an iron coat, how can you take your spirit stone, man? Take it away!” Qiu Haitang threw out a contract.

The giant wooden man looked straight at the thin piece of paper and almost couldn't help but grab it and tear it apart, but it didn't have any effect, not just glare.

Hana praised: “My gambling account was cancelled, sort of buying the Inhuman. ”

Li Qingshan Mindao, this brother-in-law is really rich and coarse. Thousands of spiritual stones said not to want it, you can also see that he has an unusual relationship with this Korean iron coat.

Qiu Haitang stared at the flowers and praised them: “I said to give the iron coat to the iron coat, your bet, you want it, I won't give it to you. ”

After taking over the contract, Han Iron Clothes still looked cold and cold, and didn't thank anyone for the flower praise and Qiu Haitang, just waved it at will, the contract immediately turned into powder.

And to Giant Wood, he said: "You are free, come to the hundreds of sutras the day after tomorrow, and join my soldiers.” The taste of an order, cold and unquestionable.

He glanced at Li Qingshan again and looked at the flower praise. He finally didn't open his mouth and walked away.

Flowers praised and touched his nose, grinning bitterly: “It gave me a little face, didn't dig my corner directly. ”

Is that what you call face? Li Qingshan only realized that Han Iron Clothes did not not not give him face, but was born with a dead face, no one birds. He also noticed that his stride was always the same as that of walking frequency, without any difference. Precisely monotonous like a clock, is this the style of soldier disciples?

Soldiers, perhaps a good choice. (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.)