Legend of the Great Saint

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

The mountains are like mountains and rivers, rising and falling.

The earth swayed, the hills collapsed, and everywhere, the corpses were crushed to death, only one big word.

The millionaire, losing the commander of the corpse general, immediately became a scattered sand, swept away in the blink of an eye.

Fighting millions of armies with one's own strength is extraordinary, let alone witnessing it.

In front of the beauty, behave naturally.

If it is a leisurely woman who sees such a tremendous means, it must be a mystery.

Powerful, Ben is the most attractive thing about men.

Gu Yan Shadow looked at him with a smile and said nothing.

Caged in her sleeve, her hand twisted a piece of copper coin, between her slender ten fingers, constantly rolling, trying to grab a gossip.

My heart was slightly surprised. According to the gossip, how the situation became more dangerous.

Meanwhile, Li Qingshan also felt that the alarm signs were rising and gradually reaching the perilous edge.

“Curiously, millions of armies have been eliminated, dry hands have been forced back to hungry ghosts, and no more troops will be sent out. Just wait for the Phantom Princess to come and seal this hungry ghost gate, isn't it lucky? There must be something else! ”

Gu Yan looked away.

A Chinese car, over the sky.

Four-pillar tall horses, all in a translucent form, hair-dancing like rain silk, lightweight and silent, quick and agile.

The curtain opened, revealing a noble and cold face, looking in the direction of the hills, a cat's head popped out of the side and followed.

The princess frowned slightly. In a short time, I didn't expect it to have started to this extent. The speed of the six-round annexation of the world is accelerating.

When the princess saw the act of greeting, her face changed slightly, and it sucked.

Millions of corpses, hundreds of corpses, will all die in battle in this tumultuous hilly area, scattered around a thick layer of black fog, although they were slaughtered and contained in their bodies.

And this is a land of dead bones, like Li Qingshan's glance, how can you see the situation of hungry ghosts?

The clouds were misty and suddenly began to gather, pouring into the gates of the hungry ghosts at a faster rate than when they erupted.

The winds are pouring and the heavens and the earth are bright.

Changqing Liu and all the other monks revealed their relaxed colors. Looks like the corpse king had nothing to do with it and chose to give up.

Li Qingshan and Hana praised each other, all appalled.

They watched with their own eyes, how the ghost gate opened, first sucking up and down the hill, all the vain corpses.

This is by no means a renunciation, but a sign of a more violent outbreak.

“Careful! ”

The earth trembles like an ancient demon, awakening from sleep and destroying this world.

Li Qingshan suddenly had an understanding. Perhaps it was all part of the King's plan. Millions of corpse soldiers, hundreds of corpses, were all victims.

The tremor suddenly subsided, the hungry ghost door suddenly expanded ten times, but it was silent, giving a strange sense of misplacement.

Between the heavens and the earth, it darkened.

Li Qingshan blinked his eyes and saw only the black fog. As if the flood was pouring in all directions, he spread 100 miles between his eyes.

Dark center, a crystal coffin, flying high.

The crystalline coffin emits colorful rainbows in the sun.

An attack on a beautiful woman in purple, she fell asleep, her eyelashes trembled for a moment and opened her eyes.

Click, on the crystal coffin, a crack appears, rapidly spreading and crawling across the crystal coffin.

Table!

A light, crisp sound of the glass landing, the crystal coffin spreading white dust.

“Purple! ”

Ma Chaoqun climbed out of the heavenly pit, only to see that his whole body was corroded by the gas, and his flesh dried up. He became like an old man, reaching out to the sky, and his eyes burst with a few tears.

“Ma Chaoqun, I promise you, I did it.” An earthquake-like thunderbolt erupted from the crater.

“Yes, thank you, my lord, have you seen it? Yu Bingo! Ha-ha-ha! ”

Ma Zhuoqun was like crazy, his hands blurted to the sky, his footsteps fell backwards into the deep and vast gate of hungry ghosts, and his soul felt a hint of separation.

In the outbreak of the Hungry Gate, he was on the border between Hungry Gate and Kyushu. Though the Corpse King deliberately took refuge, his strength was too low. Death had penetrated his body deeply, cutting off the last line of life, but it was supported by an ideology.

Now that this idea has been reached, it immediately reaches the end of its life.

Staring at the sky, the glowing figure, in the light of the sun, seemed to wear a layer of halo, gradually blurred.

“Purple, I'm sorry! ”

Is she really back? Is she the resurrected one?

Ma Chaoqun did not think, did not dare think, maybe all this effort, ultimately pursuing, is not to want to fly with her again, to bond with her, but can just say these three words to her.

Darkness covers everything.

Purple looked down into the door of the hungry ghost. The shadow had disappeared into the darkness, covering her heart and hiding her pain.

There was a shadow over his head, and the river was crushed down like a mountain.

Gu Yanshadow frowned. This newly resurrected female zombie made her feel a little dangerous. The jade bone fracture fan unfolded, an invisible wind, flew out and cut everything apart.

Han An Guo was shaped like a dragon and rose to the sky, pointing straight at Purple.

The three of them joined forces, even though the corpse king suffered a loss.

Purple raised his head, his eyes were white, and a punch went off towards the mountain.

Her slender arm, compared to the giant mountain mark, is a living example of the idiom "mantis arm as a car”.

"Dead! ”

Boom!

A round of rays of light shook, the mountain river prints flew back, like waiting for an incredible color, a severe chest pain, sweet throat.

Take the mountain river print back into your hand, only at the bottom of the print, a small dent appears, if you look closely, it is clearly a fist print.

The power of this punch is incredible. After waving this punch, he flew down with the force of a backlash, suddenly leaning back, like a break from the middle, a few winds, stroking through the ear.

Then he grabbed a long gun behind him, while turning around, and took Han An Republic of Korea out to avoid the gun.

This move, very rigid, totally ignores inertia, seems abrupt, but cleverly to the extreme.

Li Qingshan realized that in Purple's vest, sometime, a black smoke was stretched out until deep inside the hungry ghost gate. The corpse king never merely kindly helped Ma Supergroup revive her lover, but used her as a puppet.

Gu Yanshadow and the three of them were disguised as dealing with the corpse king, purely in terms of power, “Purple" did not overwhelm anyone, but escaped the constraints of the hungry ghost gate, but put all the fighting skills into play.

“Cut off the black smoke behind her! ”

A noble woman descended from the sky and reached out and grabbed her. Behind her, she revealed a giant mountain ghost, stretched out a ghost giant hand, whistled away. The target was that black smoke, and there was a hidden atmosphere of the dead king's dry hand.

“This is the princess of String Moon, it's amazing!” Li Qingshan sighed in his heart and found that it was also a second day robbery, Brother Jindan, strength is also heavenly difference. With this hand, ten Mandarin names are not her opponents either.

At the moment of the appearance of the Phantom Princess, Xiao 'an stopped and, unconsciously, stepped out of hiding and stared at the figure in the sky. Memories surged like the tide, impinging on the ice-covered sea, the ice cracked a crack. Since practicing "Zhu Yan Bai Bone Road," no one but Li Qingshan has ever had such a wave.

She squatted down with her head in her arms and felt the pain of a long disobedience, as if her head were about to split open.

“So familiar, I know who she is...”

However, Xiao An herself did not emit any breath, and the area was covered in black fog, as no one noticed her existence.

Purple's figure suddenly fell, and that feeling, instead of flying, was being dragged down, avoiding the ghost giant.

“Hmm?” The princess moved in her heart, turning her head and looking away, seeming to have something there, but covered in black smoke, unable to see clearly.

In the fierce war, it was too late to probe, slightly distracted, and then turned around and looked at Purple. She understands best that opening the door to hungry ghosts to the extent that it can be accessed by the necropolis is not an easy task, which already involves the laws of this world and is subject to many restrictions.

Of the many demonic sects of the past years, there are many who cannot escape, but only Xuanyin sects can threaten to open the path of the hungry ghost.

As long as “Wang” cannot enter, the roots of Kyushu cannot be shaken. Even if more corpses are sent, even corpse commanders, it is difficult to escape the destruction.

But if the corpse king opens his body to the outside, he will block the door of the hungry ghost. The corpse commander of his men cannot enter, and it will be delayed for a long time, but he will surely lose.

The corpse king carefully cultivated this body as a “puppet” and controlled it with a single breath, leaving both a void of entry for the corpses and a commander of the corpses, which can be described as both beautiful. If this puppet cannot be killed as soon as possible, things will be troublesome.

Gu Yan's figure flashed and chased him up, waving a fan towards the black smoke and chopping him off.

In the door of the hungry ghost, he burst out a bone meat, put his wings in the back of the corpse beast, carried a black smoke, put the purple camel on his body, and bite down the shadow of Gu Yan.

“Corpse handsome!” Gu Yan Yingshadow's heart turned away.

In the dark fog, another man with a crying stick, Pima Dai Xiao, also tends to walk out the door of the hungry ghost, except for the pale face, looks like a living person, but the breath emitted on his body, everyone present is surprised.

Corpse marshal, finally.

The man looked around, his expression suddenly changed surprisingly, two eyebrows, wrinkled and left behind, his mouth slightly open, a human grief to the extreme, crying out loud.

“You're dead! ”

Crying into your ears, like a cone, makes your head ache, grief comes from it, hate can not immediately cut off your life. (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.)