Legend of the Great Saint

Boom!

Li Qingshan fell from the sky and fell into the sea of corpses.

In that instant, the ground collapsed, the earth flied, and hundreds of corpses were shaken to the sky.

Heavy water swords tenfold bigger, a round of blue light dancing, everywhere, the corpses were cut off, knocked off, destroyed and decayed.

Hana praised the cooperation in the sky, a powerful spell fell, the corpses crowded together, and suddenly did not know to hide, often any spell, can kill a large piece.

But Li Qingshan slaughtered for a while, and found the surrounding corpse soldiers. Instead, the more he cut, the more he took his sword and flew back to the sky. He looked at the flower praise and looked at it with a hint of horror.

For a moment, they joined forces to kill tens of thousands of corpses, and they were all quite powerful corpses, not so many gas refiners from the entire Qinghe province combined. But you can't even slow down the advance of the corpses.

And once the corpses are away from the crater, dispersed, and slaughtered, it's not that easy.

“Finally! ”

Flowers praise the sky, a flying dragon ship, coming in the wind, flying ten miles away, a hundred beams of light staggered through the sky, shooting back and forth on the ground, evaporating 10,000 corpses.

Thousands of puppets, flying down from the sky, wrapped around those scattered corpses.

Finally a little containment of the corpse sea.

“Lord Liu, you're finally here! ”

Li Qingshan came to the deck of the Skylight Dragon ship. He saw only Changqing Liu as the leader. He saw only a bunch of founding brothers. They were all shocked. They heard that the hungry ghost gate hole had opened, which shocked them greatly, but only when they saw this scene with their own eyes will it be obvious, how terrible the situation is.

So what? Brother Church falls into this corpse and is afraid to be eaten up between his eyes.

“I have been informed that support will be forthcoming, and now we will work together to contain these corpses!” Changqing Liu had no bullshit and took the lead in flying down.

With dignity on his face, his heart is constantly mourning. What he has done in this state of knowledge is too difficult. First, he became a battlefield between people and demons, then the moon magic refined the water in the clear river, and he was very dissatisfied with him.

Compared to the current scenario, even though 10 months of demonic mess is nothing, if you really let this hungry ghost gate open a little more, 3,000 miles across the Qing River province, it will become a dead place, and you don't need to know anything about the province.

The other monks followed closely, showing off, arranging the arrays, performing the spells, and strangling the corpse madly.

Under the arrangements of the Han 'an Army, each side guarded a dam to block the tide of the body.

Li Qingshan also opened his eyes. He stayed in hundreds of sutras for several years. At this time, he truly saw the means of each family. Under this terrible pressure, no one dared not exhaust the means.

In this case, the Mo family is Jiu Kung Xuewei, a giant puppet, in the sea of corpses, colliding directly, breaking waves, all to reach the strength of the founding brothers.

The cadaver's claw teeth can only be placed on sturdy armor and sparks are fired, leaving only one trace of the road.

The sky, the support of the SkyDragon ship, is extremely powerful, the beam of light constantly flashes through the sky, tearing the corpse sea apart.

But in the meantime, the “cave" in the crater suddenly shrinks, expands suddenly, and more zombies erupt.

The corpse sea can no longer be described as “dense numbness”, but rather as "layered stack”, thickest place, stacked several floors high, like a wave of waves, moving in all directions, encountering the hills directly up, encountering the valleys directly filled.

Those giant puppets have been completely submerged, turned into corpses at sea, a big, drummed bag.

Li Qingshan was guarded on a hillside. He had nothing to think about. He just had to wave his sword constantly and slaughter a wave of corpses. The remains were broken and piled up in front of him, but the corpses were endless.

Had it not been for the rapid echo rate of The Sea Unlimited, if it had not been for his near endless strength, he would have been exhausted.

He is still so, and the other founding brothers are even worse, some of whom have given up their positions and flew to the sky.

On the hillside in the east, the incumbent Taoist homeowner dust dust, sword in his hand, corrected the dragon, sword flashed, penetrated dozens of corpse soldiers, also felt that the spiritual energy on his body was somewhat dysfunctional, the sword flew up, suddenly his body sank.

A corpse jumped out of the sea, jumped on it, dragged the feet of the dust dust, opened the big mouth of the fang clash, bite it down hard.

It is rich in corpse gas and has approached the corpse general, which is equivalent to a 10-story gas refiner. Although strong among the corpse soldiers, it is nothing at all in front of a foundational monk.

The spiritual energy blocked the fangs, the dust waved a sword, chopped off the corpse's arms, but then slowed down, and more than a dozen corpses jumped.

“Bad!”

The dust flies up, pulls out a armor to save lives, the armor flashes and turns to ash, but his people remain where they are.

A shadow was cast down, and he was stunned, looking up, and somehow the sky covered a cloud of darkness.

The sea of corpses suddenly started a wave, a group of thousands of corpse soldiers, a gray face, came up, slapped the dust, swallowed it.

In the middle of the dead sea, a whirlpool started, the center is dust dust, a corpse soldier cramped wildly toward the center, a rugged arm, grabbed him everywhere, pulled hard.

The dust dust runs wildly, but with unprecedented retardation, blood spills, broken limbs, blows up a bunch of bone and blood flowers, flesh and blood fragments, and is eaten by the corpses.

The smell of dust disappeared.

“Dust! ”

In a shout, in the constant killing, all the founding brothers, for these corpses, had a near numbness of contempt, as if, apart from a large number, they could not pose any inherent threat to them, even if they could not resist, they could choose to withdraw.

But at this moment, all of a sudden, the ants bite the dead elephants, and these corpses, they're not ants.

That giant puppet was covered with scars, full of corpses, gradually struggling, falling to the ground, swallowed up by the sea of corpses and torn apart.

Unconsciously, the corpse's claw teeth became stronger.

Black smoke rises to the sky, unconsciously forming a large cloud, diffuse, seemingly slowly, turning eyes, covering a large part of the earth, instead of being covered by shadows, the grass withers, the river turns red and the life breaks.

There is a thin mist of sorrow between the heavens and the earth, and the wind blows.

As Li Qingshan used to think, in the Hungry Ghost Road, saw the scene.

He was also uncomfortable for a while under the cloud shadow, and there was a clear understanding that it was not just the zombies who invaded, but the whole hungry ghost path.

In this misty cloud, all living beings are suppressed, while the dead take the upper wind, becoming stronger and faster.

There are wars between people and demons, but many people, at this moment, are tranced to understand what war is.

“Come back!” As the dragon ship drinks heavenly, the owners of the Mo family must be open and their eyes burn like fire.

The brothers flew to the sky, and this time they were all careful. Before they could fly up and avoid the tragedy of dust dust.

The bow faucet suddenly opens its mouth and the star dots the light, converging into it.

Dragon roar main gun starts, aiming at the cave in the heavenly pit, the dragon mouth is covered with a halo, after a long accumulation,

A brilliant column of light that penetrates the clouds, illuminates the heavens and the earth and beams straight into the crater.

Burning colors, golden glow, a round of rings, scattered around the columns.

Ten miles back, the wood chips were flying, and the faucet at the bow of the ship, at the moment of the spitting column, melted and destroyed.

Put all the remaining spiritual power of the Zenith Dragon ship into this hit, its destructive power, even though it is difficult for Brother Kim Dan to resist it positively.

The hungry ghost gate suddenly stopped spraying zombies. The very familiar dry hand of Li Qingshan stretched out. You can only reach out your wrists in the palace, and now you can reach out half your little arms.

Towards the void, the direction of the columns of light, five-finger tremors, such as the strings of the violin, is extremely grasping, and the columns of light are slightly deflected, falling on a hill a few miles from the crater.

Boom!

A semi-circular sphere of light rising from the ground, growing larger and emitting millimeters of light, brighter than the sun.

Li Qingshan can even see the ground vibrating with his eyes.

The glow dissipated for a long time, the intense light remained clearly on the eyelids, and a cloud of mushrooms swept up.

The hills turned into basins, tens of thousands of corpses, evaporated instantly. And more corpses, washed away by shock waves, broken bones, broken limbs,

The corpse soldiers were clearly seven, seven, eight hundred and eighty, and it was only after that that that the terror of the mountains and seas could not rise. The remaining scattered corpses, for a while, could not stand.

However, the hungry ghost door in the pit was unharmed, and the black smoke was only slightly shaken, as if steel cast the giant pillars of the sky, even the fierce shock wave was difficult to shake.

The dry hand held his fist tight and put up a black tent that covered the ghost door.

Li Qingshan only realizes the horror of the Dead King. It is never just as simple as having a barbaric force, but also extremely intelligent.

Though within boundaries, not even a tenth of the power can be exercised, it is far above these foundational monks for the ingenious use of power.

The heavenly dragon ship hit, though tough, was ultimately issued by an organ, with no practitioner in the slightest control.

The Corpse King succeeded in this tactic with cleverness and ease, avoiding the destruction of the hungry ghost gate.

Though a lot of corpses have been lost, that was the ashes used to stall time, and there is nothing more worthless than corpses in the Hungry Way.

Dry hands retrieved, thousands of corpses poured out of the ghost gate, but there was no rushing around, neatly lined up.

A zombie riding a corpse horse, dressed in armor, followed closely, his eyes turned and he distinguished himself with wisdom.

It's a corpse! (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.)