Legend of the Great Saint

“Bai is amazing!” The string moon murmured, but over the years the district became so strong, both big black and small white.

The princess reached out her hand in vain, confused in her head: “Am I mistaken? Is the palpitation in my heart just an illusion? If it wasn't for her, why did you save me? If it's really her, why don't you recognize me? Why don't you call me" Mother Queen ”and still hate me? ”

This cold and noble princess, deep in her eyes, a little confusion, a little sorrow!

It was not until the fire burned into the sky that I returned to God, looking at that white figure, flying freely over the sea of corpses, dancing the long, bloody beard, and glowing!

That's her power now!

"How can I defeat such an adversary, even with the help of all the brothers in Yea County, if I can succeed?" ”

In fact, the three obscure white bone fire only has great restraint on the corpse ghosts. It is not necessarily as powerful against practitioners, especially Brother Jindan, but if you want to experience life and death continuously, it is already a great disturbance, and you are severely frightened.

And the other Brothers of Golden Dan, who had not had time to rejoice for the rest of their lives after the robbery, looked at this horrible sight as if it were the end of the world, all staring at each other.

This flame does not know the enemy at all. They are also transporting a spiritual guardian. There is a Brother Kim Dan. In the siege of the corpse, he has run out of oil and the lamp is dead. He almost exploded Kim Dan. He was contaminated by the white bone fire of the three obscures. He also “bombed” and burned.

“I don't like it. I've been planning this for so long, I'm going to lose under a ridiculous legend! ”

“Purple" pulled his arms together, rolled up and rushed towards Xiaoan.

A huge ghost, like a mountain, blocked in front of her. It was the King of Vain Ghosts summoned by the Phantom Princess. He looked down at the "Purple” huge palm and slapped it hard against “Purple."

As if the heavens had fallen, it felt like suffocation. “Purple" arms crossed to make defense. An incomparable tremendous force came and was slapped out.

She herself is nothing but a corpse martial world, now that the corpse army has been destroyed by Xiao 'an, she can no longer lend herself any help, naturally not a rival of the Phantom.

King Vain Ghost stepped forward and stepped toward “Purple.”

Boom!

Stone splashes, earth tortoises, and a deep pit.

“Zier" was pulled apart by the black smoke on his vest. He had just escaped a hijacking. The left and right winds and fires hit him. Gu Yanshadow and Li Qingshan slipped away.

“Purple" twisted his torso and fell down. His right hand was struck by the fire of the phoenix, leaving a blood mark on his face.

The black smoke on her vest, suddenly interrupted, she blinked, as if awakening from a big dream, closed her eyes, opened her arms and fell straight into the door of the hungry ghost.

At this time, the hungry ghost gate has been transformed into a huge abyss, between eyes, disappearing.

Gu Yanxiang looked back and smiled: “It's wonderful that Your Highness is safe. ”

The concubine turned her head slightly, “It bothered my sister.” His eyes turned and he landed on Li Qingshan.

In that instant, Li Qingshan had the illusion of being pierced by the gaze hole. The vain ghost king behind the princess, as if he would slap it at any time.

The princess quickly removed her gaze and sighed softly, "Seal this hungry ghost door first!” Anyway, a satisfactory outcome cannot be achieved, and she will never rest.

“Never! ”

Dry, stinging sounds echoed in the ghost gate, straight to the sky.

Boom! A big, dry hand came out of the abyss, snapped the edge of the pit, pushed hard, and a huge body leapt out.

Li Qingshan finally saw the face of the corpse king. At first glance, it was almost like a human dry corpse, but it was countless times bigger. A stubborn bone raised, with an unparalleled sense of oppression.

Due to the constraints of the boundaries, only half of the body, detected through the hungry ghost gate, also a small mountain peak so high, surrounded by black corpse gas, like cloud fog wandering between the mountain peaks, a pair of lake eyes, emitting a tragic green light, fiercely forced to look in front of the King of Vain Ghosts, fierce claws waved out.

Four harsh black arcs of light tear the sky apart, but aim for the distant little An. The biggest threat to him was not the woman in front of him who could master the ghost king, but the little skeleton, who, by killing him, could escape the dozens of corpses under his command.

A taller mountain, blocked in front of the Dead King, the Vaginal Ghost King suffered these black arcs, was repelled a few steps, and he had a few more terrible claw marks on his body, yelling a punch down.

On this barren land, one body, one ghost, two giants, standing in place, unavoidable, madly attacking each other. One is inescapable, the other is to protect the “people" behind it.

Li Qingshan was also shocked by this scene, as if he had returned to the ancient battlefield of the gods, but after seeing the King of the Vain Ghosts take a few blows, his figure quickly dimmed.

But the more the King of the Dead came from Vietnam, though he could not completely escape the power of the realm, and came here from the hungry ghost path. But his power, not unconscious, is comparable to that of a ghost king manipulated by a second-day robber. Just hold on a little longer and the Hungry Gate will completely devour this realm, and then it will be his world!

“Your Highness, let me help you!” As he waited for a loud drink, the mountain and river imprint grew to the extreme and fell towards the King of the Dead.

The corpse king was hard hit by the hand of the vain ghost king, his counterhand hit the mountain river imprint, the mountain river imprint was directly bombarded out several dozen miles away, a crack appeared, becoming darker and darker.

He sprayed a bite of blood, rubbed his mouth, and maniacally moved the mountain river mark, smashing it down.

Li Qingshan and Gu Yanshadow danced in the sky, waving a wind fire, they were like two small moths in comparison to this corpse king, constantly haunting. Phoenix fire and wind are all powerful in killing. But with the immense body of the corpse king, all that remains is burns and cuts.

The other monks also knew whether it was life or death at the end of the day, and watched the battle, all washed up.

At this time, Li Qingshan felt a warning sign of danger to the extreme, dancing his wings wildly, circling towards the sky.

……

Three-minded white bone fire swept the entire realm, no corpse would be spared, while the corpse commander was caught in the blood beacon, only the blood beacon was constantly twisted and swept, as if it were ready to be torn.

Although the bloody beard has become stronger, there is still some reluctance to suppress dozens of corpses.

Roll back the white bone fire and inject it into the skull at the top of the bloodstream, from top to bottom, through the vertebrae, ribs and coccyx. The flagpole of the bone is renewed and becomes more luminous, supporting the bloody beard.

When she first refined the bloody beard, she just barely refined it, because the bones weren't enough, and they weren't enough in themselves, let alone supplying it.

And now, she has nearly a million of them alone.

Before this “purple" appeared, millions of corpses had sprung up in the gates of the hungry ghosts, and although they had been killed or even stamped with powder by mountain rivers, the bones of the corpses remained on the earth.

Xiao 'an harvested the whole harvest without any waste, there was no problem of insufficient bones, and the blood sea basin was re-tasted to reach the peak of the current stage.

It also provoked three obscure white bone fires, rolled up, turned into a fire tornado, infused from the top of the head of the heavenly spirit, a skeleton like a sponge, frantically absorbed the flame, absorbed the flame of the circle dozens of miles into the sky, only to satisfy, stopped absorption.

The colour of each bone is like a trifle of white bone fire, there is an almost transparent whitening, finally pushing the first rejuvenation of Zhuyan White Bone Road to the extreme, but also reaching a new bottleneck, to make a breakthrough, not only a large number of corpses, but also a deeper understanding of Zhuyan White Bone Road.

The same is true of Skull Beads. After refining all twenty-six Skull Beads to their peak, it is difficult to break through to twenty-seven. It also seems to be necessary to repair the second trail of Zhu Yan White Bone Road to refine them.

Once you reach 27, the overall strength of the Skeleton will have a qualitative breakthrough.

By then, any skeleton will be able to fight a Brother Golden Dan. The Skeleton Magic Array is stronger when united to sweep across the realm of second-day hijacking.

Once again, the bloody beard is gushing, and the corpses are breaking out together. Xiao 'an throws twenty-six skeletal marbles into it, forming a skeleton demon array, temporarily suppressing it, delaying the time.

Xiao An raised the white bone sword in his hand high, pointing straight at the sky dome, and meditated on the scriptures in his heart.

Focusing on what the tip of the sword points to, the sky spins violently, forming a giant vortex, one round spreading outward, all over the sky.

First-line fire, infused with the tip of the sword.

A white bone sword no longer than three feet long, like a bottomless hole, the whale swallows the flames of the sky.

The most powerful weapon in Zhu Yan's White Bone Road is neither the Blood Seahammer nor the Skeleton Pearl, but the “Buddha Sword".

Buddha, full of thought, is the highest fruit of Buddhism. Leaps six ways out, no longer in five lines, has infinite powers, infinite wisdom.

Even though the founder of Zhu Yan White Bone Road only dared to call himself "White Bone Bodhisattva”, he was not qualified to be “White Bone Buddha”. Instead, he called the sword "Buddha", which proved both his ambition and the power of the sword.

The millions of corpse soldiers, the thousands of corpses, will melt into this white sword without a trace left.

The sea of corpses disappeared, the flames disappeared, but there was no restoration of light between the heavens and the earth. The sky was covered in gray and covered with fog that would never dissipate.

White bone swords have not changed much, but have grown slightly, and even more generally, rough than the original white bone swords.

Did the refiner fail?

Xiao An gazed at the sword in his hand, and a little joy appeared in his heart. Although the Buddhist sword in his hand was not even “new", it barely formed a sword embryo.

Yes, the blade embryo is also barely able to show any power, it is just extraordinarily strong and sharp, yet she is satisfied, silently said: "It is time!” (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.)