Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan was covered in bears and burned. Even the surrounding ground was melted into flaming magma. He drowned his head low and knelt in the magma pool. He was like a flaming demon, deeply trapped in mud, and the end of a hero.

He lifted one leg slowly and painstakingly, half-kneeling, suddenly raising his head, clenching his fists, opening his arms and shouting at the sky.

Flames fly with red hair, wildly rising, dyeing the red sky.

Cow Demon, that's the will to never yield!

In the flames, flesh and blood continue to grow, and the power soars wildly.

“He's holding on!” Gu Yanshadow was greatly surprised. It was four golden dans.

To be more precise, five, plus the Golden Dan with the exact name above.

The bull demon is powerful and endless.

But not enough, not enough!

It's not enough to defeat the King of Corpses, and it's not enough to break through the Bull Demon quintet.

Li Qingshan turned his head and the flame rolled. In his eye socket, he turned into the shape of his eyes. Looking at the one who was injured in the battle, he was destroyed half of his body, Brother Jindan.

A tiger whistled and pounced out.

In that instant, everyone saw the flames surrounding him, turned into a red-hot tiger with wings on his back, exasperated and murderous.

“Demons, stop! ”

If you want to drink out loud, you can't stop it or stop it.

“Wicked, I'm going to die with you!” The monk roared like a madman, and Jindan spinned in a slippery spin, releasing a brilliant light and emitting a terrible force.

The flaming tiger claw, set, revealed the phantom of a tortoise, the trembling golden dan, unwilling to calm down.

Turtles in the sea, suppressing all agitation.

The flaming tiger, sticking his tongue out, rolled the gold dan into the entrance, seemed satisfied slightly turned his head and swept past the brothers.

The hearts of all the monks sink to the bottom of the valley, the inner and outer worries, the corpse kings, the demons, none of them are terrible.

It had occurred to him that the war would have evolved to such dramatic proportions.

“The demon is dead! ”

The mountain river stamp was blown down, although it was full of cracks, and the noise was still huge.

The Flaming Tiger has vanished into place, dragging around the fire and pounding out, holding down another injured Brother Kim Dan and swallowing directly into his belly.

The monk was also prepared to blow up Kim Dan himself, but if Li Qingshan did not launch an offensive, he would naturally not be able to find his own way to death. The ants were still greedy, not to mention Brother Tang Jin Dan.

But when Li Qingshan launched the offensive, it was too late, and the tortoise was enough to suppress it before the explosion of Jindan.

There are only two people present who can stop Li Qingshan, one is a princess and one is Gu Yan Shadow, but there is no point in stopping them.

The other monks are exhausted, even if they want to rescue them, see if they have the ability to do so.

While manipulating the mountain river seal continuously, man climbed up to higher skies, just yelling and yelling.

In the blink of an eye, Li Qingshan killed three more brothers and swallowed three.

Fortunately, Li Qingshan's hunting has ended and another round of refining has begun.

It all happened, like an electroluminescent flint, yelling from him, thumping three times in a row, long story, just between asthma.

If a mortal is here, he can't figure out what's going on, let alone react.

Together, Li Qingshan swallowed eight golden dans!

“What does he need so much Golden Dan for? Is he going to break through the monster handsome? Impossible, once the heavenly robbery is provoked, even if it is barely survived, it is necessarily dying and will not help this battle! ”

“No, we can't let him go on.” The Corpse King also felt something was wrong and summoned all the corpse commanders immediately.

No response!

The Buddha sword embryo, lying in front of it, still looks so mediocre, without any “artifact” light.

Xiao 'an almost half of the body bones were refined and thrown into the embryo of the Buddha's sword.

The corpse handsome pieces fell downwards and turned into a three-obscured white bone fire, which merged into the embryo of the Buddha's sword. Only then could the sword be seen haunted and swallowed with a white translucent sword.

A skull flew beneath Xiao 'an's feet, and she gently stepped, waving her sword.

“Come on, that sword is horrible! ”

“What, the law again! ”

The corpses fled, but were forced back by a large skull the size of a house.

The skull grinned, surrounded by white flames, constantly spinning.

While Xiao 'an released them from the bloody beard, he also released twenty-six refined skeletal beads to form the Skeleton Magic Array.

On weekdays, with a few breathing kung fu, the corpses can break this skeleton demon formation.

In that instant, the sword flashed, Xiao An kept stepping on a skull, bouncing back and forth, finally unable to see her figure, only a white light turned and reflected within the skull demon array.

The skeleton array shrunk continuously, eventually scattered, no more corpses existed, only a piece of burning shredded corpse remained, and a skeleton was fused into the embryo of the Buddha's sword. At the handle of the sword, a statue of the skeleton sitting together was formed.

Buddha sword embryo, finally Xiaocheng.

Not only the brothers, but even the king of corpses stood still, as if a pot of cold water had been poured down.

Legend has it, maybe it's true!

“It must be killed at all costs! ”

The corpse king's eyes emitted a tragic green light, the fingernails of the ten fingers burst out like springshoots, waved forward, all aimed at Xiao An.

Ten black lights, madness laser.

The King of Vain Ghosts was pierced by a black light and could no longer be supported. It spread out, revealing the figure of the Phantom Princess, and the blue silk flew, turning back suddenly: “Careful! ”

Gu Yanshao immediately waved the jade fracture fan and rushed to the rescue. She was already very sure of her speculation. The brothers Jindan had just died under the Moon Demon. The Phantom didn't even blink an eye, but now she is so surprised by this “Fae”. I'm afraid she doesn't care so much about her own life.

But the corpse king seemed to have foreseen, the giant palm waved, the wind came like a tornado, forcing Gu Yan's figure to slow down, and it was too late to try to rescue him.

The flames gleamed in Xiao An's eyes, staring forward, holding swords in her hands and even abandoning control over the blood beam and skeletal beads.

There are only swordsmanship, swordsmanship, sword power and sword intentions left in the mind. There is also an understanding from the Book of Swordsmanship and an awakening memory. And then they all disappeared into nothingness.

A skeleton sits.

Buddha!

The Buddha's sword blade emitted several swords of light, and the sword flashed, and a nail was cut in half and rowed from her side.

Xiao An retreated, the sword light corrected as a shock dragon, turned around and cut off another nail.

Sword, sword, sword!

Swordlight dancing, cutting off four nails in a row, the fifth nail, full of curtains, but never stopped.

The Buddha's sword embryo lay in front of him. “This is the ultimate. ”

Boom, boom, boom!

Five giant nails like stone beams hit Xiao An in two succession.

In time, there was a crack in the white bone, and the broken sound was as loud as thunder, and even the roar of the impact could not be concealed.

Boom, the dust is flying.

Xiao An slammed into a hill, silent.

Buddha Sword embryos are the strongest, but they still need their own strength to drive them!

Xiao 'an has only survived a heavenly robbery and is able to kill a group of corpse marshals by killing Buddha's sword embryos across the border, but he cannot afford to face the inevitable blow of a corpse king.

This is an absolute gap in strength that cannot be filled by external objects.

Millions of corpse soldiers were swept across and sent to Hope Xiao 'an, reaching their ultimate point.

Brother Kim Dan died half the time, and the princess failed. As despair appeared on her face: "It's over, it's all over! ”

Gu Yan raised his head, the sky was gray, his pupils contracted and his eyes were sharp as eagles. Outside this area, he could see countless spots of sparkling green stars.

It's not starlight, it's the eyes of millions of dead ghosts. The mighty ones like the necropolis, countless, and even more powerful, exist in the Kyushu world today, difficult to reach.

It was like a bunch of vultures circling over the head of a dying man, just waiting for him to fall down and die, and then flocked down to eat the corpse.

“Compared to Kyushu World, this place is closer to the Hungry Ghost Way. The Hungry Ghost Way is coming. Should we leave? No, there's one more person he hasn't spoken to yet. ”

Boo!

A cow rang, dull and long, as if coming from the depths of the earth.

The earth trembles slightly and the entire boundary is vibrating.

A hill rises and falls like a turbulent sea.

The iron hoof took a step forward, trapped in the ground and tortoised.

Intangible seismic waves that spread in all directions.

A hundred peaks, quietly collapsed.

A curved horn, like a moon hanging high above the sky, flashes a sharp glow at the tip.

A “month” inscribed on it.

Red eyes, like the birth of a demon star, are told that its appearance will bring destruction and war.

He walked up to the King of Corpses, and every step he took, the earth trembled in dullness.

The princess also dodged, feeling as if a mountain was moving forward.

Straight to the king of corpses, his nostrils gushed out two breaths, and he looked up and asked: "How dare you hurt her! ”

“Wounded? No, I killed it! Next, you! ”

The corpse king looked down and he was very relaxed.

As if the dawn had begun, the red sun would rise and victory would soon come.

He feels his power is getting stronger and stronger. He has his own reward, as well as the reward of the Hungry Ghost Way. No one can defeat him at this time, this place!

Li Qingshan lowered his head, shook his fist, and ejected.

Black cracks of dense numbness, interwoven across fists.

His fist was heavy as a mountain, and he glanced at it, giving a slow illusion that it seemed to advance in inches.

Every minute you push forward, the black cracks stack up once, and eventually turn dark, like a black boxing bracelet, containing a stack of silt that oscillates countless times.

“Not on your own! ”

The corpse king laughed, his hands stood up, standing high, his dry hands clenched into fists, the rolling corpse gas wrapped around, his arms raised back high, stretched to the extreme, elbow bone spurs, more and more appeared.

Like a roaring dragon, descending from the sky, destroying everything.

“Die!” (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.)