Legend of the Great Saint

Lianyue Mountain Central, Qingxiaodong Province.

The last pearl was refined. Eighteen pearls circled over Xiao 'an's head, forming a fantastic formation. At the same time, they turned into skeletons and sprayed flames on Xiao 'an together.

The flame stripped the flesh filament on Xiaoan, revealing the white bones that were crystal clear. Under the flame, it became more and more permeable, as if carved from white jade, but more Buddha light spirituality than jade stone.

Xiao 'an held his hands together as if the disciples of the Buddha Gate were under restraint, but did not kneel, but looked up to the sky, and the light of the bear in the eye nest seemed to penetrate through the thick mountain rock, looking to the western euphoria, the halls of the Buddha.

The ordinary skull gives a sense of horror, yet she stands at this moment with dignity and brightness.

Xiao An lowered her head slowly, and the flame fell on her, as if it were a speckle, and her heart was silent:

“At this moment, may I swear to you that this journey, not to exterminate the Buddha, not to slaughter all beings, will only help him to the top of nine days and accompany him. ”

With one blow, the flames swept away, eighteen skeletons turned into eighteen skeleton beads and returned to her slender white wrist.

Zhu Yan White Bone Road, number one, OK!

The gate of Qingxiao Cave Mansion opened in a blast. Xiao 'an's body flashed and flew through the sky, heading in the direction of Li Qingshan.

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In the face of Strong Stone's attack, Li Qingshan did not evade. At the moment when he was hit by fists, his figure was transformed into a splash of water. Strong Stone's smiling face was slightly stunned before he knew he had been fooled again.

This is a water-based spell, and although the effect of this split is not comparable to that of a gifted mirror divine, attracting fire is fine.

Li Qingshan carried the invisible sword of phantom water again. He hid his figure and retreated to a safe distance.

Fu Qingzheng glanced at his position, the ruined sword shouted and gave rise to a ruined illusion, covering the strong stone into it.

Strong stone roars: "Fu Qing, don't you have any other tricks? That won't hurt me!” The rage surged, as if there were substantial black, and the illusions of the ruins were distorted from time to time.

At this time, Li Qingshan suddenly received a message from Xiao 'an, knowing that she had refined into eighteen rosary beads, and became the first priority of Zhu Yan Bai Bone Road. Her eyes were filled with confidence.

“The time has come, and his strongest help has finally arrived. ”

Li Qingshan subpoenaed Xiaoan to lurk first, waiting for the time. Xiao An turned his head, turned his body and threw it to the earth. The white bone sword danced into a sword wheel and walked straight through the ground.

Looking at the illusion of the ruins, paying for the fierce battle between green and strong stones, but some people can't do anything about it.

Strong stone body wears stone armor, the sword strength of the ruins sword can not do anything to him. Even if he can break through the stone armor, he can't hurt his body. The only fear is the ruins sword itself, but it is only a wound cut on the body. As long as it is not a fatal wound, the demonic anger surges, the moment will recover as in the beginning. Left to pay for his swordsmanship, there are some things you can't do with him.

In the illusion of the ruins, Fu Qing stood near the undefeated land. No matter how many times his body was crushed, it was only turned into blue light and scattered, and then gathered again. His indifference, apparently the power of the lifestone, could not affect the idea of the ruined sword itself.

Absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with isolated strong stones, if it is delayed, it may be possible to win, but under the impact of strong stone, the illusion of the ruins gradually began to distort and break. From time to time, hollows appear. If strong stones are willing to flee, I am afraid no one can stop them.

Fu Qingxiang fingered like a sword, touched the ruins of the sword body, whispered: “10,000 swords! ”

Tens of thousands of ruined swords, broken out, sword blade long song, sword excitement.

Strong stone's little eyes sparkled, absorbing bad heaven and earth spirituality here, and then went on fighting only to fear bad, and laughed furiously: "I'll play with you next time! ”

The black brass converged on the fist and pounded towards the right side. The palace was twisted like a landscape, and a large hole was blown out to reveal a vision outside the ruins.

Strong Shi saw it at first sight, but it was Li Qingshan.

“How dare you stop me?” Strong stone jumped out and punched Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan did not have the qualification to stop the strong stone just because of the early repair of the foundation, whether it is the phantom water intangible sword or the "sealess kung fu", it is difficult to harm the strong stone, let alone kill him.

Li Qingshan shook his hand, "Grass Sword Book" swept out the wind, thousands of pen painting ink marks entwined together, only a long sword as dark as ink, broken paper emerged.

Stone fist and ink sword collided, no sound came out, ink sword silently scattered.

Strong stone killed all the momentum, but was cut off by the sword business, and at the same time felt a sharp sword, through his indestructible stone, directly into his body, breaking the layer of demon, shot directly at his demon Dan, a surprise in his heart.

Li Qingshan slowly raised his hand.

Trendsetter - Dantian air sea, like the sea, the tide is constant, the source is constant.

Cloud drainage - The tide turns into a tsunami, stretching from day to day, emptying the clouds, it is unstoppable.

Printed on the chest of a strong stone, the blue rays of the water wave, the waves of the round open, the colours are dazzling.

Strong stone was photographed back into the illusion of the ruins. Fu Qingshan looked at Li Qingshan with admiration. He did not waste this opportunity. He was ejected by Strong stone and gathered together immediately.

Strong stone rage, open mouth, accompanied by some crushed stone scum, Hardson pushed the sword out, also suffered some dark wounds. Turning his head, he couldn't find Li Qingshan's trace. There were only countless ruins of swords. The array was around the front and rear of the strong stone, on all sides, surrounded by groups.

“Forgiveness!” Fu Qingzheng ordered. The sword fell like rain. The blade is spinning, like a serrated version, and the stone armor on the strong stone is shredded in layers.

Li Qingshan immediately swallowed an echocardiol and sat down to regain his spiritual energy. The power of that palm is powerful, but the loss of spiritual energy is enormous, combined with the use of the manipulator "Sword Book", which directly consumes 30% of the spiritual power, really fight, not the opponent of strong stone at all.

It is not possible to beat strong stone with the boundaries of the early years of foundation building, but if it is just part-time work, beating drums, it is not difficult for him. If you want fisherman's profit, you want him to keep strong stone and pay for it.

However, after this experiment, he was satisfied with the power of the Book of Swords. Strong stones must also be injured by their defenses, and if the ordinary foundry brothers ate this technique, they are now dead.

The smile on the strong stone face disappeared, the armor was broken into pieces, many more sword marks on his body, without the spiritual supply of heaven and earth, the demonic qi was not as strong as in the beginning, the wound recovery speed, naturally much slower.

Strong stones roared, arms tenfold long, as if two giant stone columns, dancing wildly, surrounded ruins sword smashed flying, carried brazen, punched down.

If you touch the ground, you can walk. He can slaughter countless cities, break into the name of the stone demon, go through countless wars, and no one can keep him, it is with this talent that he is a genius.

In a situation of similar strength, it is difficult to stop the opponent from fleeing, and there is nothing you can do to pay for it.

The illusion of the ruins broke again, but what Strong Stone saw was not the ground he wanted, but the currents.

Fu Qingshan unfolded the illusion of the ruins, not far from the Qing River. In order not to let the strong stones flee, Li Qingshan simply drilled a large pit on the land under the illusion of the ruins, and then introduced water.

Li Qingshan floated in the water, holding the unfolded "Grass Sword Book", the ink sword flew out.

Strong stone does not want to be hard blocked, but the ink sword is as fast as lightning, still Li Qingshan has a heart, at such a close distance, so narrow a range, how can you avoid it.

Strong stone resented rage, ignored the ink sword that shot into his chest, his body burst up, like the top of Tarzan, he couldn't stop pressing Li Qingshan head down, two stone arms grabbed his shoulders. As long as he is killed or pushed back to the ground, he will naturally be able to extract his sword and regain his wounds.

Vortex!

Li Qingshan pushed his hands, the current rolled, rapidly spinning, turned into two giant swirls, wrapped his strong stone arms, with Zoc Gang, layered the terrible power of strong stone.

Strong stone's arms burst again, the horror force directly tear the vortex to pieces, in front of absolute power, any skill appeared powerless, looking away from Li Qingshan's shoulders, only millimeters, strong stone smiled, then just tear it hard...

Of course, Li Qingshan, with his demon body, naturally would not lose his life on the spot, but he would let Fu Qingshan see Tian Ni,

At this time, the Great Spirit of Divinity lit up violently. Li Qingshan's chest reached out a third hand and grew rapidly like a vine.

At first glance, this hand is a bit like Chutian's five lines of big hand prints, but it is much smaller, even smaller than Li Qingshan's own arm. It is not only five colors, but a million purple red, colorful.

But it's just this little arm, pressed against the chest of the stone. Strong stone, the indestructible grey skin, fell slightly.

Then the strong stone was filled with dissatisfaction. Once again, it was photographed back into the illusion of the ruins, and the door to escape was closed again.

“It's wisdom.” Fu Qingxun reacted quickly. This reminded me of the identity of Li Qingshan's novelist disciple, smiling slightly. Turns out, with his help, there may really be some chance to kill Qiangshi here.

This is the most primitive use of willpower and does not need to be disillusioned into anything, directly used for attack or defense. It is also only after the refining of the Great Derivative Charm that it can be implemented. The effect is better than Li Qingshan expected. However, it also consumes a lot of willpower, which makes him some flesh pain. Nothing, this one-time power, it's what it feels like to use it.

Li Qingshan said: "Fu Daoyou, that's all I can do. It's up to you now.” (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.)