Legend of the Great Saint

Hana Cheng revealed the child's heart, looked at the Inhuman Kikui and was amazed for a while.

“Nice sword. What's your name?” Although the flowers praise the spiritual apparatus many times, they also know that it is precious, ordinary gas refiner, to the eighth floor and the ninth floor, it is good to have one.

Li Qingshan said: “I was lucky to get one, I don't even know its name. By the way, what is the name of this creek? ”

“There's no such thing as a name, it's just a creek. ”

Li Qingshan said: "Okay, then the sword is called Qingxi Sword. ”

Although the upper spiritual apparatus is good, it is nothing to him. The price of an excellent spiritual apparatus, he also takes it out now, but can not be so wasted. It is already very good to use the Clear Creek Sword as an introduction.

It is now a Qingxi, there will definitely be a Yangtze River.

Hana praised: “Where's Ann? ”

Li Qingshan said: “Still sleeping!” Actually, Xiao An Ben was standing by, but when he felt them coming, he hid back in the attic.

Hana praised that Li Qingshan's heart was determined. He would not let Xiao 'an enter the Yunmen Gate, nor would he persuade him. "But have you decided where you want to enter? ”

“Didn't you want me to join the family? ”

“I'm naturally glad that you're willing to come in, and I won't force you if you don't. ”

“Tomorrow, let's talk tomorrow! ”

……

“Tomorrow” soon arrived, there was a fine spring rain like cow hair under the sky, the air was moist and cool, and the surrounding scenery appeared extra fresh. I wonder if it was because he was practicing the true air of water, he now enjoyed the weather very much.

The climate of Qinghe Prefecture, similar to that of Gangnam in previous generations, looks down from the cloud, the water network on the ground is interwoven, many farmers are plugging into the paddy fields, a kind of water country style.

Seeing such a tiny cloud, flying low from the sky, the farmers didn't show any surprise, the presence of practitioners is no secret in this world.

They live near the left of Qinghe Prefecture, their eyes are much wider than those of their counterparts in Qingyang City or Jiaping City. It is no surprise to see more. It is more important than whether it is interfering, which determines the harvest of a year.

Only the children stood up, pointing to the clouds and even running for a while, their eyes gleaming with hope.

Today is the opening trial of hundreds of Sutras. Li Qingshan did not go with Hua Zheng disclosures. In addition to Hua Zheng and Yu Zijian, Hua family has other sons and brothers. He also has to enter Hundred Sutras this year. It doesn't mean anything to put them together. He only met in front of hundreds of Sutras.

Baijia Sutra, 180 miles from Qinghe Fucheng, not too close or far away, Tengyun driving fog, can arrive in less than an hour.

Li Qingshan was not in a hurry. He slowly rushed half a mile. All of a sudden, he felt a powerful kill, coming straight from the ground.

The ground is a tumbling hill, rarely visible for decades, and is a good place to ambush.

On the top of one of the hills, he stood tall a man in a gorgeous purple coat with white hair, who had been repaired to an even more amazing level of refining gas, and was Heran Wei Zhongyuan, deputy doorman of the Yunmen Gate.

He was dissatisfied with Qiu Haitang's decision, killed his son's revenge, and couldn't fail to repay him. Without taking much effort, he investigated Li Qingshan's body in the flower house, and prepared to go to the hundred scripture houses. He was afraid to break into the flower house VIP. Once Li Qingshan entered the hundred scripture houses, he could no longer do anything.

Then he crossed his heart and guarded the road. Although he could not capture Li Qingshan alive and ask the context of the matter, he also had to kill him, to relieve his hatred. The only worry was that Li Qingshan was traveling with the flower family, but seeing Li Qingshan alone appeared, his heart was happy, and a killer burst out.

At this moment, he is angry, wearing purple clothes, windless and automatic, powerful and mountainous.

Li Qingshan knew at first glance that it was the 10th floor of gas refining. Although he did not know the identity of Wei Zhongyuan, he guessed how many points. He stopped at the cloud fog and asked aloud: “Are you Wei Zhongyuan, the deputy gate owner of Yunmen? ”

“Get down here!” Wei Zhongyuan lifted his hand and the white air condensed in his palm. A white light swept up in the sky.

That white light reminded Li Qingshan instantly of Hao Pingyang's yellow dragon swallowing cannon. The white light was astonishing, even though it was on the ground, it was not easy to avoid, let alone in heaven.

But although he was not in shock, he hugged Xiao 'an and jumped, only white light pierced the torn cloud, and his heart was shadowed.

Falling to the ground, Tengyun driving fog technology, it takes time to gather, Wei Zhongyuan obviously won't give him this time.

Wei Zhongyuan's sleeves waved backwards, the rocks broke beneath his feet and the earth flied. Others were already like a shell, heading straight for where Li Qingshan fell.

His right hand was blunt, and if he made another move, he would capture Li Qingshan.

But then, Li Qingshan's figure suddenly disappeared.

“Invisible character? A sculpture trick?” Wei Zhongyuan snorted coldly, then his face slightly changed, because Li Qingshan's breath also disappeared clean and clean, he could not grasp it by refining the 10 layers of gas.

With his hands flashed, he fired hundreds of fists in a row towards Li Qingshan where he might fall, bombarded and bombarded. A series of explosions, a small mountain peak was directly cut off a layer, and the smoke rose, but there was no trace of Li Qingshan, and his eyebrows were wrinkled tighter.

Being able to hide is nothing. Being able to converge your breath is so clean. You must have studied some kind of secret technique. If you do not remove this child, you will suffer in the future.

And so he held his breath, and no matter what the secret surgery, once the spell was performed, there would be a breath leak.

Even provoking an unnatural breeze will induce him, breaking Li Qingshan's invisibility.

Li Qingshan naturally used the Glass Invisible Mirror, hidden his figure. He looked at Wei Zhongyuan as if he were an angry lion. He knew it was wrong, and raised his hand to summon the sword of Qingxi.

Qingxi sword hovered in the air, he stepped on the Qingxi sword. Although flying away from the royal sword, not knowing how far away it was, supporting his weight was not difficult.

The only thing to think about is how to deal with this Wei Zhongyuan. If it is the ordinary refiner facing such a terrible strong enemy, the thought must be how to escape, but Li Qingshan is thinking about how to kill it, add a ten layer refiner's hundred bucket, and the demon will surely be more confident.

But although it looks like a wild mountain hill, it is too close to the hundred Sutras and the Qinghe Mansion, and the change demon body is very dangerous.

But now, he is in the open, Wei Zhongyuan in the dark, with the help of Xiao An, nearly ten excellent spiritual characters, plus the Book of Graffiti sword may not have a chance, by the way, there are also newly learned sword art.

Qingxi sword crossed a green arc of light and stabbed Wei Zhongyuan's back neck.

Wei Zhongyuan turned his head sharply and smiled. "I found it.” (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.)