Legend of the Great Saint

There is, however, a saying in the world called "conspiring to do things in heaven”. In this battle, Li Qingshan doesn't have to win. In the immediate future, he still needs three points of luck.

Wind god's wings suddenly spread out the ten-length exhibition, Li Qingshan whistled up, his face with a confident smile, as a boy, always had three points of certainty, should also strive hard, let alone a 70% chance of winning.

The blood hummed coldly and the cloak blew, turning into a red lightning bolt rushing away.

In the blink of an eye, they all become tiny as mustard, almost melting in the dark.

Li Qingshan felt like he was blended into the wind. The scenery in front of him changed rapidly. If not for the reaction, there was almost a feeling of uncertainty. Unexpectedly, after repairing the Triple Tiger Demon, the Avatar became stronger and flew to the middle of the canyon in blink of an eye.

But it was not time to enjoy the change at this moment, a bloody demon came directly. Li Qingshan turned around, the blood shadow pale and cold face, the face came to the surface, pale claws took the lead.

Li Qingshan's eyes lit up, the wind god wings swung, reverse acceleration to fall, the momentum was like a tiger demon down the mountain, his right hand falsely clawed, a trick tiger demon to take heart. The left hand implies multiple capture changes, so long as you can catch the shadow of blood and pull it into a close fight, the battle is settled.

When the party strikes, it seems to be entering the final fight.

The shadow scorned the sneer and flashed like a ghost. The Tiger Demon grabbed his chest with his heart, but it was only a remnant of the phantom, and the means of capture, even less than the slightest amount of time, lost his trace.

With a blast, the turtle's armor flashed, leaving four deep paw marks.

Two blue-red shadows crossed each other, and the blue light struck against the rock wall, a light turning red light landing on a stone beam across the canyon.

An adversary, high and low appeared, Li Qingshan, although he had such talents as the Wind God Wings, could not compare to the blood shadow, this beast born to fly in the sky, the sky is never his home.

Li Qingshan's face was not slightly discouraged. He stepped back onto the rock wall, stood tall, dancing his wings, and the flying tiger poured towards the shadow of blood.

The shadow of blood flashed and rubbed past Li Qingshan.

After a blast, the smoke did not rise, Li Qingshan once again borrowed his strength to jump back and pounce blood.

The noise on the top of his head continued. Night Pearl looked up and saw Li Qingshan like a humanoid tiger, bouncing back and forth between the canyons, such as the performance level.

But the blood shadow is even better, like idle courtroom walking, walking on the stone beam, seems to be slow and fast, as if there are several blood shadows at the same time, walking back and forth, easily avoiding every attack, and there is room for opening the mouth:

“I thought you had any means, so that's all. ”

“Can you hurt my hair again?” Li Qingshan stopped the useless attack, stopped on the rock wall to breathe slightly, and recovered strength with the power of the earth. This series of hasty attacks is no small drain on him.

Li Qingshan's voice went down and the blood shadow disappeared in front of him. Li Qingshan suddenly raised his head and saw the blood shadow close by. He looked down upside down. "Really? ”

Pale hands, gently pressed on the turtle's armor.

Knock, knock, knock!

Li Qingshan felt his heart beat like a drum, a strange force, through the spirit turtle Xuanya, directly grabbed his heart, no, more precisely blood, blood backflow poured into the heart, as if it would explode at any time.

Although for this level of demon, vitality is already extremely strong, even if the heart breaks, demon dan can take its place. In the future, just use demonic energy to repair it, many of the important harm is no longer the point. But as an extremely important center of life, once severely damaged, you are also seriously injured, and in a fierce war, where will your opponent give you a chance to recover?

“Well, don't you feel tired? You think I'm only in this position because of speed? You think I'm really scared of close combat? And only the stubborn stone, I can't help him. Your blood is strong and I can't wait to taste it!” The shadow stretched out its bright red tongue and licked its lips. From the moment he appeared, he regarded him as an adversary with no resistance in his hands, and he had an unspeakable pleasure in his heart.

“How does this taste?” Li Qingshan punched in the chest of the blood shadow.

“Very special power, no wonder the strong stone can't resist.” The waves were raging, the blood shadows were shattering, and after the waves, everything was as it should be. Even the contempt on his face didn't change a bit. Even Strong Stone couldn't resist the attack, which was completely useless to him.

Strong stone arms stand, eyebrows wrinkled, no one knows better than him that blood shadow is difficult to deal with, blood shadow most powerful is not speed, but that strange ability to recover, only rarely has anyone seen this ability. In countless fights, Strong Stone did not fail to find the opportunity to push the blood into the dead end, but even bombarded him into a piece of rotten meat and in a blink of an eye, he could be restored. This is not a gift, but, like the “sturdy” stone, it is a natural ability.

The blood in Li Qingshan's body became more and more violent, as if the world was in turmoil. Sometimes it flows rapidly, sometimes backwards, and can even be turned into a sharp knife. If it wasn't for his strength, his body would be messed up by his own blood.

Although there is a crackdown on the sea of air and the sea of knowledge, the Turtle Town Tip is unable to suppress the essence of flesh, and his state at this moment is not the intrusion of heterogeneous abilities, but the use of innate powers by blood shadows to control it outside.

Li Qingshan, who was forced into the desperate realm, did not panic. He held his back with his opposite hand and drank the sharply bent handle of the knife. The purple blue knife flashed and did not enter the bloody abdomen.

Blood shadow didn't even mean to escape. Even the shock wave that could shatter him couldn't hurt him. The area knife wound was nothing. In a few moments, Li Qingshan's heart could be torn to taste his blood. As you can see, the look changed sharply, and the pale face covered with purple blue.

At the instigation of Li Qingshan Lian, he drank the toxin stashed for many years, constantly invading the blood shadow, eroding, contaminating and destroying. Even if your heart is broken, you will be poisoned first.

The impasse was just for a moment, and the blood shadow couldn't stand it, slapping it backwards, and walking away.

Li Qingshan hastily calmed down the blood in his body, prompted the demon to repair the ruptured blood vessels, and nearly burst his heart. Although this was already mentioned in the information given by the Pearl of Night, it was only in a confrontation that it was deeply felt that the horrors of this force, almost in disregard of defense, were attacked from within. If it was a human monk, his body was instantly torn apart by blood.

Li Qingshan recovered a few points and immediately waved his drinking knife, flying towards the blood shadow.

Blood shadows swung over the cloak, and several bloody arrows burst into flames.

Li Qingshan's wings danced continuously, his body deflected, and he rubbed himself past the blood arrow. He landed on the rock behind him. The white smoke in the loud noise fell, and a few large holes were eroded in his eyes.

If you look at the blood shadow, the purple blue poison gas has dissipated on your face. It is actually forced out with toxin wrapped in blood. Your face gets paler and your face gets colder. You look at the beheaded drinking knife, but your eyes flash the colour of recklessness, and you dare not let it get to you.

Li Qingshan persevered. In the battle, he grasped the use of the wind god wings a little bit. He became more agile and quickly. His heart was slightly rejoiced. He felt the blood shadow was slowing a lot. Although he removed the toxin, he lost so much blood. For him, it was also a lot of damage. Trust in his strength turned out to be the biggest trap.

The balance of victory is slowly tilting towards Li Qingshan.

The spectators on the ground can see that there are only a few districts, and the Pearl of Night is one of them, "Is that a weapon made by a human monk? The power of the blood shadow can be suppressed with drastic poison. Ming Zheng is weak for more than one stroke, but can fight the fall color evenly. This North Moon is truly amazing. ”

Others feel like a raging wind sweeping down from the sky. There are only two shadows of light, constantly flashing in the air, sometimes staggered, sometimes separated, blind, staring for a long time, there is a feeling of dizziness.

A burst of rapidly breaking air, like a thunderous sound, triggered by a violent wind, brewed into a black storm that swept across the canyon, overheard and became more intense.

At this point, a sharp, thin, linear sound penetrates the air and clearly enters everyone's ears.

Night Pearl changed color: “Luck protect your ears! ”

In the sky, Li Qingshan cut off a knife, the head of the blood shadow, turned to the back, facing Li Qingshan, his mouth widened to an incredible degree, the original face of Jun-soo, became twisted, released a wave of horror from his mouth and nose.

Li Qingshan only felt a buzz in his head, the wind god wings smashed, pushed by an invisible force, flying on the mountain rock.

The blood shadow is fast approaching and the sound waves are constant. The rock walls around Li Qingshan shattered and crushed a large pit. Li Qingshan was constantly crushed to the bottom of the pit.

As if his head had been stirred into a mess of mud, Li Qingshan laughed and sounded a loud tidal wave.

The two sonic waves converged in the canyon, confronting each other, turbulent back and forth, crossing a path of stone beam, which slowly collapsed and fell down.

Li Qingshan's demonic qi is rapidly depleting, so he can't sustain the spirit turtle Xuan Jia. The shadow also sees through this, turning rapidly into a scarlet tornado with claws at the tip of the air. After fighting for so long, he was demonic enough, but his strength was a little unsustainable. He had to take Li Qingshan's life.

In the face of such a killing, Li Qingshan only calmly will hold the drinking knife in his opposite hand and jump up.

The knife was cut on a tornado and it was bounced off. A pair of claws suddenly broke into Li Qingshan's skin.

“Die!” In the orangutan tornado, the blood shadow screamed terribly.

“Dance.” Li Qingshan's drinking knife suddenly blossomed, like a bird spreading its wings, dancing in the dark, the purple blue wings were brilliant.

Blood splash! (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.)