Legend of the Great Saint

In front of Li Qingshan, the three founding brothers had little power to fight back, and were killed by Li Qingshan with one sword. Even more so, the gas refiners naturally became even more embarrassed, wandering around the maze in the Middle East and eventually returning to Li Qingshan.

The last sword slipped across the throat of a gas refiner, carrying a bloodshed of orangutan.

Since then, the claw teeth sent by Qingqing have all been cut off. Li Qingshan felt a little happy in his heart and laughed out loud. Though he was in a state of war, he was murderous, but unwittingly, he joined the dragon pit.

Suddenly, the whole dragon pit trembled.

Li Qingshan laughed, only to see that the blood in the sky grew thicker and thicker, from the original blue to blood red, slowly spinning, forming a bloody swirl, constantly fluctuating in all directions until the sky was full.

From the deepest depths of the vortex comes a cry that cannot be heard by the ear, and can only be felt with the heart.

It's like a million armies fighting blood in the wilderness, no comrades, just enemies. No one fears, no one retreats, but constantly waves the weapon forward until the last man, stands on the battlefield, enjoys this glorious victory alone, and sends such hysterical shouts to the heavens.

Everyone who hears this cry will tremble deep in his soul, both in fear and in desire.

In the knowledge of the sea, the tiger demon burst out a roar, the desire to fight and kill, suddenly became extremely strong, whoever the enemy is, willing to fight against one, in the killing and being killed, experience the heat and blood of life, as if this is the meaning of all existence.

Once Li Qingshan picked his eyebrows, the spirit turtle released a calm, soothed the killing heart, and ran the "Magic of the Town" to let the demon heart devour this uncompressible magic. This is the perfect complement for the demon heart. In this way, the Tiger Demon is barely suppressed.

“This is from the power of Shura Dao! The Dragon Fighting Ground is converting to the Shura Ground! Thought it would calm down the war and prevent Qingqing from being refined into a shroud field. I didn't expect to refine it for him. ”

Li Qingshan realized something. He had put his mind into one of the six turns of the Hungry Ghost Road, and felt that absolute silence shocked his heart. That was the emotion of the whole world.

What he did not know was that it was his power that led to this transformation, and the Tiger Demon emitted a murderous war, of much higher quality than the ordinary practitioner, and that it was precisely the resources that were most needed to refine the Huo Yard, as if it were a key, that opened the door of the Huo Dao and let the Huo Yard descend.

“No, I have to get back! ”

Li Qingshan cleaned up the bodies of the gas refiners and the hundred treasure capsules, rushed out of the maze and returned to the original battlefield, and immediately heard the sound of killing. The chanting of the Scriptures, the voice of the Chancers, are all obscured by the cry of slaughter and can no longer be heard.

Thousands of gas refiners, being frantically killed, ten times more fierce than the battle just fought, even the most basic subsistence ideals disappeared, waving weapons to kill those beside them, but blind to the sword that stabbed the main cause, even death, to kill!

The idea from Shu Luo Dao, even if only slightly, is not that the refiner's idea can resist, not just the refiner's. Faced with this situation, even some foundation monks are manic and stupid.

Kills rush straight into the clouds, bloody swirls spin faster and faster in the sky, and kills on the ground become more insane.

A founding monk stared into his eyes, filled with blood, waving his sword and roaring: "Stop it, stop it, stop it!” Waving his hand, a golden arc shouted out, stopping several refiners from cutting off their waists, once they opened the martial law, they could no longer control their emotions, rushed into the battlefield and forgot to kill.

The situation was completely out of control, but Li Qingshan knew that this time he could not be stopped from shouting louder and killing more fiercely. If it can't be stopped, then it won't be stopped. He's not a savior hero. Save those who know each other.

As the vortex continues to spin, the boundaries between the dojos are crushed, and the terrain is connected in pieces, turning into a huge dojo, hundreds of miles across.

Li Qingshan flew to the center of the battlefield and stood on the Town Demon Tower. He greeted Changqing Liu and others: “Follow me!” Then retract the Town Demon Tower and fly straight away.

His eyes swept in the battlefield, and he saw a familiar face. Although stained with blood, he could still see that it was Hao Pingyang of the Mo family. He was dancing the Huang Longtun Light Cannon to fight people hard. A town demon chain stretched out a roll, pulled him back, and saw the farmer Li Long, also pulled up, so as not to let him lose his life in the mixed war, and saved the disciples of several novelists.

When Liu Changqing and others saw Li Qingshan, they all seemed to have the main heart bone. On the one hand, they kept a close eye on him, and on the other hand, the other monks, as long as they still had a few points of reason, also rushed to follow him, and rushed out of this big mud pit together. Seeing Li Qingshan's actions, he also rushed into the battlefield, mentioned two gas refiners, and tried to rescue his disciples.

But in the course of this rescue, it was inevitable that some monks would have to fight back if they couldn't help it. This counterattack, the killing was like fire, harder to contain, even the purpose of rescuing the disciples was forgotten, a battlefield, as if there was an invisible force, pulling them into this "meat grinder".

Though the power of the founding brothers is strong, the spiritual power is not endless, killing up to hundreds of gas refiners, and being besieged to death by mad gas refiners.

Until more than a hundred miles away from the battlefield, no more shouting, Li Qingshan stopped and looked at the practitioners behind him, there were only a hundred people left.

All the gas refiners were unconscious, because they were going to attack the battle as soon as they were awake, so they were still awake, more than twenty people in the district, everyone was frowned on and locked in a shock, and at the same time had the intention of constantly suppressing the rising war in their chest, which appeared to be very wolf. Everyone knew one thing, the Ruyi County Way of Practice, and that was the end of it.

Li Qingshan was accustomed to the big scene and was able to suppress the killing, but it still seemed calm. He also revealed the Town Demon Tower and threw in all the unconscious gas refiners. Although it was a little crowded, they wouldn't care if they wanted to come.

Looking at it, the dragon pit is full of glaciers, great lakes, deserts.

Li Qingshan's heart moved. Since the spirit turtle can project a maze, can it also deduce the operation mode of the dragon pit to find a way out!

He also learned the most basic ways of refinery at Hundred School of Economics, knowing that refinery is the infiltration of all kinds of spiritual symbols. The refiner, on the other hand, is engraved into a more sophisticated matrix to form a more powerful function.

Li Qingshan immediately prompted the spirit turtle to begin the deduction, a round of invisible ripples, diffusing in all directions. Above his heart emerges the light of the stars. In the trance, the Great Lakes of the Glacier all disappeared, leaving only one flying symbol, a working Fahrenheit.

Any legal array is ten times more complex than that maze, and the connections between them affect each other, multiplying the complexity. Like a precision machine, a law array is a gear that bites each other and spins together.

Only the Great Summer Dynasty has the ability to refine the dragon pit. The magnificent complexity is far beyond Li Qingshan's imagination. I'm afraid it won't take six months to deduce the law of its operation.

Immediately after the shock, he converged his mind and went deeper into the very core of the Dragon Fighting Ground. Since it is impossible to deduce, can it find the core and enjoy destroying it?

All of a sudden, he sees two forces at the very core of the Dragon Fighting Ground, competing for control of the Dragon Fighting Ground. One is naturally Qingqing, while the other is full of dead silence, Li Qingshan is even more familiar.

“Mo Yu! Why is this guy here? No wonder Qingqing Gu can't get in my way!” It is certainly a pleasure to see your enemy in battle, but whatever enemy this "Shura Field” falls into, I'm afraid the first one to deal with is him, which is not worth being happy about.

“But this may be a good opportunity! ”

Li Qingshan's eyes flashed and did not impress them. Patience came. When they were exhausted.

Hana Cheng revealed Li Qingshan's gaze at the distance and asked: “Brother Li, what should we do now? ”

Li Qingshan saw that although she was exposed to anxiety, she could still maintain considerable calm. The effect of the dai punching was truly amazing. Otherwise, because of her original heart, she had to be knocked out and thrown into the Town Demon Tower. "There's nothing dangerous right now, just wait and see! ”

The influence of Shu Lo Yard has gained a point of view, but it does not make the founding brothers go mad too, of course, provided that they can no longer fight, it is better not to even look, not to think. As if everyone had lust in their hearts, if they saw the "fairy fight” with their own eyes, this lust could easily be elicited, and vice versa.

Hana Cheng revealed his relaxed smile and felt greatly relieved.

“I'm afraid Ashuro will arrive when this place is completely transformed into a Huroyard! ”

The Korean iron coat suddenly opened its mouth and was damaged all over the armor, but it still looked like cold iron, standing there as straight as a long gun in his hand. But deep in his eyes, he also burned the flame of a bear, as a disciple of a soldier pursuing the path of slaughter, and this Shura field affected him, not so much.

A soldier's cultivation tends to be very conscientious, and in battlefields, it is naturally easier for veterans to remain calm than for recruits. And the atmosphere that pervades him here gives him a sense of kindness, and Shura Dauben is the home that all the disciples of the soldier family seek.

Only a true warrior, whose soul after his death, can evade the judgment of Hell's Path and begin an endless battle on Shura Path. Of course, this is probably no different for ordinary people than torture in hell.

Father is in Huo Yu Yard of the Grand General, and uncle is fighting somewhere in Huo Luo Dao now! Along the footsteps of his fathers, his heart burned with fighting spirit, but there was a different tranquillity.

“Ashuro!” Li Qingshan's eyes lit up. Instead of worrying about fear, he was curious. (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.)