Legend of the Great Saint

In the face of an angry monk, Li Qingshan's eyes turned and he made up his mind. He turned aside and raised his hand. “Since Brother ‘Big’ insists, I wish Brother 'Big‘ an early and thorough enlightenment to reach the Western world of great joy! ”

“That's about it, brother, you can't do whatever you want, learn to respect others, at least I'm always your brother. ”

One lamp of monk to peace, again taught Li Qingshan two sentences, walked to the ninth floor of the town demon palace!

“Brother is right!” Li Qingshan smiled slightly. The Town Demon Tower descended from the sky and suppressed to a monk with a light.

“You...” the monk said angrily, magnifying the light on his body, but it was already a step too late.

A loud bang truncated his next words.

“But I'm used to it!” Li Qingshan turned to the Town Demon Tower stall.

Boom!

Town demon tower shook violently, a lamp monk shouted: “Li Qingshan, you dare to attack the same door, let me out! ”

Li Qingshan crossed his finger and a chain of town demons came through. He locked the tower tightly, but his face was a little heavy.

“Such a strong magic, it doesn't seem like the Buddhist disciple deserves it, one lamp brother, I think you should reflect inside! ”

The magnitude of the power of the Town Demon Tower stems not only from the cultivation of Li Qingshan, but is also directly related to the strength and weakness of the opponent's magic. This Town Demon Tower is quite huge.

Unexpectedly, in the fierce battle of talent, a monk must have been given a light before he could enter! Who's that guy? I'm afraid the general magician doesn't have this means yet, and all the magicians on this level have been slaughtered, plus he's going to the ninth level with all his heart...

Li Qingshan couldn't help but look down on his feet. He already had a rough guess and was even more vigilant in his heart.

When he was still on the seventh floor, he was almost confused by a voice. Thanks to the turtle, he suppressed the heart and did not anger the monks to come in time. Now, on the eighth floor, the power that the voice can exert, I'm afraid, is stronger.

At this point, the Town Demon Tower is hidden through the light, and it's getting brighter!

“No!” Li Qingshan retreated and the town demon tower burst into pieces.

A monk held a lamp calender, and the back of his head was hallucinating. He looked like a tall monk. Then he stared dead at Li Qingshan with a furious colour on his face.

Li Qingshan shook his head helplessly and didn't say any crap. If he could wake him up with a few words, it would not be the demon of the heart. If the same lamp monk is very close, there may be a few possibilities, but they have only just met for a few hours and have been treated by a lamp monk as a comparative object, saying that everything is a waste of tongue.

A light monk stared at Li Qingshan and turned to the ninth floor of the town demon palace.

“Coward!” Li Qingshan Road.

One light and a monk's footsteps.

“Waste!” continued Li Qingshan Pan, standing by his hand.

The monk suddenly turned back: “What are you talking about? ”

“I said you're not my opponent, you're afraid of me, so run away, you cowardly piece of shit!” Li Qingshan smiled.

One lamp monk has the magic treasure in his hand, and the repair itself is extremely strong. To stop him from going to the ninth floor, he must use the power of demonic repair. Relatively speaking, it is easier to insult him.

If he is a monk with the usual lamp, he will not necessarily be able to wrinkle his eyebrows. Now that his mind is confused, he becomes particularly sensitive.

“Big Light! ”

A lamp monk roared, and the platinum light turned into a handle long gun, and the thunder was less than the ear cover, and lasered at Li Qingshan.

If you can use mirror flowers and moons, you must let this monk taste what it means to "give each other back in his way”, Li Qingshan waved the rebel sword, and the sword light interwoven into a sword net, chopping off a ray of light.

However, the light on a monk is getting brighter and brighter, and the big light guns are getting bigger and denser, like a storm.

Although Li Qingshan's sword method was strong, he gradually couldn't support it. One sword fell out, and the big light gun passed through. In the moment, he was hit by countless rays of light and flew out.

After the curved face, Li Qingshan's face was calm. “Indeed, it is easier to deal with the loss of calm enemies. You have just recovered from breath. How long can this crazy offense last? ”

Even without the Nine Changes of the Divine Demon, the handsome body alone is enough to withstand such an attack. It is the only one that can threaten him. Just wait for the power of a monk to run out, a counterattack can subdue it, then immediately take it to the upper level of the demon palace of the town, and then wait for the not angry monk to return.

Li Qingshan was planning in his heart. A strong will to brutalize broke into his mind. A voice howled: “Come to die! ”

As thunder blew up in his head, Li Qingshan became dizzy and could barely control his body.

Masters compete, only for a moment. Even though a monk is under the control of the demon, he will not let go of this opportunity, the Long Hoop Buddha.

“Bright wheel! ”

One lamp and monk head a round of aperture, hit Li Qingshan's chest hard, the armor instantly smashed and scattered.

“It's a pretty funny trick, but if it falls on me, it's not that funny. Wait, is that a rocket-propelled hammer? ”

Li Qingshan was struck out and put the rebel sword on the ground before stopping the castration. He lowered his head and laughed: “Son of a bitch, don't rush, I will go down and unload you! ”

Looks like he's scolding himself, but it doesn't make a difference.

“Turtle Town Sea! ”

Li Qingshan regained control of his body. The light in front of him was dazzling. A monk dragged a light and hit him hard!

“There's no end! The Tower of Demons! ”

Li Qingshan inspired the demon heart, a huge town demon tower covered him!

Boom, the Town Demon Tower swayed, a light monk bounced back, that round of halos raw and smashed, bald head of blood flowing.

Li Qingshan smiled. With his magical strength, if he uses the Town Demon Tower to defend himself, it really has some indestructible taste.

A light monk became more angry, shaking his head and fighting again. Suddenly the voice of the ancient Buddha sounded in his head, urging him to go to the ninth floor of the town demon palace.

Perhaps that collision worked, he also began to feel something wrong, look at the Town Demon Tower in front of him before looking back at the Town Demon statue behind him, a moment to wander.

Under the statue of the demon, the door to the ninth floor opened suddenly, a powerful suction from the black hole, the wind whistled, rolling a lamp monk to fly into the door, he had no idea of the resistance, one head crashed into the door, and the eye fell to the ninth floor.

Suddenly, a town demon chain wrapped around a lamp monk's legs, and the other end of the town demon chain wrapped around Li Qingshan's hand. "Son of a bitch, you're not going to make it! ”

The voice roared, "If you don't let go, just pull him into two pieces! ”

If it were a bystander, he might hesitate to pull again, but what is Li Qingshan's personality, with one hand as his hands, pull the river backwards like a draw.

“Come on, who's scared? I'm screwing you! ”

Quietly crushed the string of life-saving beads given to him by the Unangry Monk. I really didn't expect things to develop to this point in the field. Fortunately, there was a tortoise warning and it was always ready. If you were accidentally pulled into the ninth floor, your life would be in danger. The guy who was crushed on the ninth floor was never ordinary.

“La la”, a lamp of monk monk's robe cracked from the waist, then his back skin also began to crack, blood gushing like a spring, caught in the door by the wind.

“I'm sorry to be a lamp brother, but as a Buddhist disciple, if I don't go to hell, I can't die in the hands of a demon. Is that the truth? ”

Li Qingshan sighed, his hands are not loose. If a monk falls to the ninth floor, he has little chance of survival. He may also be used as a chip to blackmail Tianlong Zen Court.

Bet on it. Hopefully not angry monks will come in time, but if you can't make it, how can you explain it to angry monks? "Master, I saved half a lamp. Don't thank me! ”

At this point, the demon chain suddenly loosens!

……

“No, something's wrong! ”

On the Great Buddha Mountain, the non-angry monk was talking to the fearless monk, suddenly his heart jumped, his face changed dramatically, rushed to the back mountain, and came to the eighth floor of the town demon palace.

“Aoyama, what's going on? This light is in your hand! ”

Li Qingshan, sitting on the corner of the hall, is playing with a monk's lamp calender. That little lamp has been extinguished!

In front of you is a tower of demons!

“Master, you're back at last. I saved a lamp. It's the whole thing! ”

Li Qingshan particularly emphasized, waved his hand, removed the town demon tower, a lamp monk lay in it, unconscious, does not appear to be injured, only the waist was pulled extraordinarily long.

At the last moment, the oil lamp on the monk suddenly shined brightly. Li Qingshan felt the power at the end of the door was a loose one and pulled back the monk.

And look at that lamp, it's burned out. I don't know if a monk is awakened by severe pain, or if Buddha has spirit, he is the automatic protector!

“What happened! ”

At this time, the fearless monk and Xiao 'an also rushed over.

Li Qingshan said the story and sighed: “If it wasn't for me, Tianlong Zen Court would have lost a genius disciple, plus a Fabao. If Abbot doesn't let people go, it would be too much fun! ”

"Qingshan, Abbot has promised," Xiao 'an said. "I will accompany you to Nanhai County! ”

“Wonderful!” Li Qingshan Daxi, laughing: “The abbot is well informed, and our younger disciples also feel strong! ”

The fearless monk glanced at him, swinging his big sleeve and sprinkling a golden glow.

The monk slowly woke up with a light, and his eyes were still a little confused.

Don't be angry. The monk slapped him over the head and drank it with a stick!

One lamp monk trembled, his eyes recovered bright, looked around, remembered what had happened, his heart was ashamed and ashamed, hatred could not die on the temple pillar, deeply worshipped the ground:

“Abbot... I... my brother... are all disciples with weak heart to be riding by demons. Please punish Abbot! ”

“" You don't have to blame yourself too much, "said the monk." What's repressed down here is the flying locust king, one of the 72 demon kings of the past, who fixed it far above you, and I'm not even his opponent. You have practiced in Tianlong Zen Yard since you were little, your mind is pure. This is both your advantage and your blossom. The so-called dirty person is prone to dirt. My disciple is the rock in the pit, and it stinks and is hard. There is nothing to worry about. I didn't expect you to have a climbing heart! ”