Legend of the Great Saint

May the spiritual color change dramatically, and burn all over the fire, rushing through the heart no matter what. If the smile does not change, fly back, the distance between the two is quickly drawn and then slowly widened.

A variety of intense diseases erupted simultaneously on his body, swelling, skin breakdown, blurred vision, his eyes stained with a shadow, almost blindness.

“You bastard, let's die together! ”

May the fierce roar of the dying beast, his chest glowing hot, beating violently, a heart about to burst open. The heart of the Fire Swallow is like the demon Dan of the Demon Nation. It is a central collection of forces that, once detonated, can emit astonishing destructive power.

At such a close distance, a heart can hardly escape to die.

“Trapped beast fighting, cardiac arrest!” As her heart smiled, she opened her fingers and grabbed them gently.

For a moment, Zhu Feng seemed to have been sucked out of all his strength. For the first time in his life, his heart calmed down, stopped beating, and the flame on his body went out. His body still maintained the impulse towards his heart, trying to raise the three forks in his hand and stab her.

As his heart rubbed past him slightly, a white, jade-like hand slipped straight into his chest, pulling out a bright red heart. Condensation quickly hardens in the wind and turns into a fiery red stone - the heart of the melting fire!

May the body be completely devoured by the lesion, dead, corrupt. The plague emerged from him and returned to his heart.

As her heart sighed slightly, she glanced at the sky, and gradually bled red in the blue, hidden feeling that she was afraid of some influence of this dragon fighting field, she would have some uncontrollable thoughts of killing.

However, once the beast is released, how can it be remanded?

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As soon as Li Qingshan left the great banyan tree, he felt a very obvious change. The killing gas condensed in the air, the sky was soaked with a bloody red, and he knew that the tiger demon in the sea emitted a bloodthirsty low roar. If not for the turtle repression, even he would be affected.

Thousands of monks died in just a few days, as if the air had burned.

The Great Lakes disappeared and turned into a fluctuating desert. The hunting plan of Qingqing returned to the right track. Seventeen foundry monks cultivated a sharp collection and flew a handle of flying swordsmanship in their hands. Spiritual light intertwined into a dense mesh, blocking all the paths forward and backward in Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan laughed, his body suddenly disappeared. Although it did not play an invisible role, it left all the locks of the air engine empty. The cooperation between the magic apparatus suddenly appeared a little confused, showing a slight gap. He sliced his sword, and the mesh broke.

I was about to kill a few, suddenly I felt all over again, my body couldn't help but slow down. I knew that I had won the method, when it was some kind of earthly spell, and at least seven spells fell on him. The spells were no better than the spells. The scope of the attack was huge and could only be stopped hard. At least four of them are methods of controlling retarded body shapes, which can quickly become difficult to navigate.

And that piece of magic apparatus flew smoothly. Each piece had the power to kill and kill. Scar Zhuanghan drank it violently. The knot of his arms became thicker and thicker. The hammer became huge in all directions, and he hit Li Qingshan with his head down.

Do you really think you can beat us together? Looking at Li Qingshan as a widow enemy, he was in a desperate situation.

“Boo!”

A pitch black tower appeared in the sky, all the magic instruments fell on it, all clanging away, but were pressed down by the bombing sound of an octagonal crackling hammer, the scar strong man's tiger mouth cracked as he climbed, the tremendous countershock force, let him suffer dark wounds, look at the intact pitch black tower, reveal an incredible color.

His hammer, Brother Kim Dan, could not bear to break this monster tower. He did not know that Li Qingshan, the town demon tower, could not be opened by Brother Jindan, and was also the first elder of Tianlong Zen Court.

The crowd was not afraid, but drank: "Arrange the formation! ”

Immediately there were eight monks, put out the long-prepared flag, put the Baota regiment in the eight directions, put a “eight sided wind formation”, the wind whistled in the array, rolled like a sword on the town demon tower, had the power to destroy bones and cut jade.

But for the Town Demon Tower, it was like a breeze, not even a trace could be left.

Boom, boom, boom!

Each of the monks used their strongest means to bomb the town's demonic tower, reverberating throughout the desert.

The Town Demon Tower swayed slightly under this offense and was about to fall. Eight Township Demon Chains fly in eight directions, locking the Township Demon Tower in the void, no more shaking.

My magic, it keeps talking. My sins are endless.

For Li Qingshan, this is the strongest defense after Turtle Xuan Jia.

“No wonder he was so arrogant that he had the means to stand undefeated!” The Scar Man was shocked and shouted, “Everyone took turns holding the flag, preserving their spiritual power, and seeing how long he could hold up! ”

Everyone nods, reveals the colour of darkness, the more powerful the magic spell, the greater the consumption of spiritual power, the flavorful defense can only be the result of the exhaustion of spiritual power.

This is a plausible inference, but this day Dragon Zen House's mysterious method is based on the magic of the repressed in the tower as a source of strength.

Li Qingshan was in the tower. The reason why he didn't kill out immediately was to feel his demonic boil. In the battle, the tiger demon became more and more agitated. The original tortoise suppressed the bull demon, some reluctance, affected by this dragon fighting field killing intent, the fierce tiger demon, more and more unstable.

The siege outside is nothing compared to his own troubles. He soothes the tiger demon, diverts this Qi and puts it into the dark red demon heart, becoming more crystal clear. The other strand is simply injected into Dantian's sword qi, so that the sword will have to be slaughtered more vigorously.

A moment later, Li Qingshan emitted a tiger whistle. Instead of hiding the magic that suppressed him, he let him release in another position. His body surged to a height, covered with a pair of armor, and the bright red seemed to drip blood.

With a rebel sword in his left hand, and a black circle in his right hand, this is the magic apparatus that he was forced to give to him on the flying cloud platform. It was intended to harm him, but it fitted him perfectly, called the "Le Circle”.

Seeing that the Town Demon Tower was not broken at all, the founding brothers' look grew heavier, "He must be supported by the psychic medicine to quickly regain his spiritual power. If you attack him again for a moment, you can definitely force him out! ”

Until the voice fell, a chain of town demons closed up, the crowd just showed their happiness, and saw the town demon tower whistle collide, the blast hit the big battle, all the monks holding the flag, feeling the chest bored.

“Hold the line. Don't let him escape! ”

The tower of the demon took off high and appeared among the demons, surprised everyone, "How did he become like this!” Motivation of the Law Array is even more urgent.

The wind fell on Li Qingshan, and he sounded so loud that his body was heavily armored, his eyes were cut out numerous traces, almost peeling off a layer.

Li Qingshan raised his hand and waved his sword!

The evil eye of the blade handle emitted a round of evil light, then a small circle, the blood red sword light ripped the gaze, and at the same time a monk with a flag was torn apart, and in an appalling look, it was cut into two pieces.

Eight sides to the wind. Break!

Big wind is gone.

Meanwhile, the Town Demon Tower slammed against his trend, blocking countless attacks and stirring the claw teeth together.

There are still many spells on the body, all resisted by armor, demonic qi offset, Li Qingshan's footsteps continued, turned back a sword, blood flashed away, a head flushed by blood.

His triumphant sword strength was incorporated into the rebel sword. It was condensed, and the sword contained more of a tiger demon's death.

By a sword, killing is meant to deter the enemy and cannot be avoided. The evil eye peeps open and is irresistible. No matter what the enemy, it is broken with a sword.

In an instant, he was attacked several times, his body armor was damaged, his armor was full of cracks, and he took the opportunity to wield five swords, kill, kill!

Seventeen monks, and there are only ten left.

Li Qingshan's eyes swept with red light at two points. Everyone's face changed color and their hearts were terrified.

The battle struck from the sky to the ground. Suddenly, a giant hand of sand condensed in the desert grabbed Li Qingshan, and the scarred man roared and waved a fractured hammer down.

Li Qingshan's demonic anger moved, shook up the giant hand, and then punched him on the eight sides of the hammer.

Boom! The armor covered on the arm is fragmented and scattered on all sides.

The man with the scar opened his eyes, his hands bleeding, his hands slitting off, spinning to the sky. Suddenly felt a tight neck and an extra black circle. The Le Magic Circle is tightening and strangling into the flesh.

Puffing, a big head was raw and strangled, saying the last sentence: "Turns out you've been hiding your strength! ”

In the past, he fought with Zhu Zheng. Everyone saw him forced to despair. It was easy to defeat him. Everyone thought that was the limit of his power.

“How dare you kill me?” Li Qingshan smiled, and Le Magic Circle flew back into his hand. The sword fingers were long: “Thank you for your generosity! ”

Qingqing saw this scene in his eyes, held his fist tight, and his face changed dramatically.

“Kill!” The remaining ten monks, all mustered courage to kill Li Qingshan. But the number of people can not win, not to mention the small number of people, Li Qingshan fought, not only did not feel tired, but the killing intentions were boiling, not yet exhausted.

At a glance, three people were killed, and the remaining six were brazen and fled.

Li Qingshan waved his hand, the town demon tower settled one person, the town demon chain yelled and wrapped one person, the lex demon circled one person, without mercy, waved the sword to kill one of them.

Li Qingshan was to be sent out and killed without regard for any rules. (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.)