Legend of the Great Saint

The mind also realized its own fault and shook its head gently: "Just pretend I didn't say anything. I'm afraid I can't help you with this.” Long eyelashes draped deep shadows, leaving Li Qingshan blind.

Li Qingshan thought about it, as the cloud group continued to go south, such as the words of the heart gradually diminished, and finally completely silenced, staring at the south for a long time.

When the sun set in the West and the stars were scattered, Li Qingshan said: "Mount Wildlings is here! ”

As my heart silently said, "Nanjiang, I'm back! ”

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The volcano, stretching for hundreds of miles, is a huge mountain range, the mountains are red as fire, the grass does not grow on them, there is only one color of vermilion, the thorny plant spreads and grows, as if it were a cluster of flames.

Li Qingshan and Xiao 'an looked down from the clouds and saw the mountains like fire. Each red mountain peak seemed to burn as if it were a flaming sea that burned hundreds of miles.

At the heart of the flame is a vast volcano of thousands of feet, the rocks have crystallized, and the lava's light is coming out of the belly of the mountain, looking at it at first glance as if it were a swirling fire.

“This whole mountain is actually full of fireworks. If you can practice there, the phoenix will definitely improve quickly. No wonder the old phoenix will use this as a practice cave! ”

Li Qingshan has been practicing in a volcanic herd in northern Miaozhou for some time. It feels good, but compared to this volcano, it seems too worthless to mention.

Hundreds of black columns of smoke swept up, an active volcano that erupted all year round, spraying wolf smoke. The wolf smoke does not break apart, it echoes each other remotely, and there is a hidden spirituality, as if a snake were entangled with each other in the middle of the air.

A lava river flows down or out of the crater, flowing back and forth in apparently artificially constructed channels, forming a complex symbol that gathers strength.

“It's a giant array of laws.” Xiao An feared that Li Qingshan did not understand its significance, "he said.“ Even if the South Vietnamese King wanted to lead the attack, he would have to pay a considerable price. ”

Unfortunately, even if they were willing to expose themselves, it would not be possible to take down this volcano. Although their strength can be compared to that of three heavenly robberies, the significance of the Volcanic Front is that it was meant to resist this number of opponents.

Li Qingshan turned his head and looked at Miaozhou as a whole. The only people who swallow fire are neither afraid of the South Vietnamese King nor ignoring the Great Banyan Tree King. There must be some dependence.

The Fire Swallowing Nation is famous among the Inhumans for its fierce belligerency, which can be described as a fighting race. It also occupies such treasures and operates for thousands of years. Its hidden strength is truly difficult to measure.

No one dares to say whether there are any other royal masters in the volcano besides a great array of demonstrators, a king of burners.

Inhumans, though not comparable to demons, live much longer than humans, and are born with the spirituality of the heavens and the earth and the advantages of descent. Only the descendants of the clan can compare with certain beasts.

It can be described as the advantages of both communities at the same time, and as the "proud son of heaven”.

This is very obvious in the three sisters of Night Takesu. Almost all of the friends Li Qingshan knew in Qinghe Prefecture were geniuses, but they were still building the foundation. None of them survived the second day of robbery. How many years did it take for his father-in-law Han An's army to survive the second day of robbery?

The three of them, although assisted by Li Qingshan and some guidance from King Banyan, are still fast and amazing. And besides them, several of those nightwalkers are approaching the second day of robbery, the mothers and princesses of the past nightwalker clan.

Normal Night Traveler descent is quite clan descendant, with superior qualifications, although not comparable to the five-line body like Chutian, the pure yang body of Yu Zijian, is not much different.

And they were the best of the chosen night travelers, but they were suppressed by the Rose Spider for years, not stretching, at this time they were also thick and thin hair.

If Li Qingshan is not stingy Yuan Lingdan, in a few years, he will get a powerful group of night traveler assassins. It is also clear why the Great Summer dynasty allowed the trafficking of inhumans as slaves and spared no effort to suppress them.

Legend has it that in ancient times, Kyushu was ruled by the Inhumans. Inhumans were called “gods” and established a divine kingdom, enslaving people and demons. Later, the power of the Inhumans was gathered together to overthrow it.

“Looks like the Fire Swallow is a tough bone to eat!” Li Qingshan waved, “Xuanliang! ”

The turtle's armor formed a sphere around it, and then scattered violently, each reflecting a view that revealed no fibers of the volcanic mountain, revealing a firefighter playing in the lava flames, a rugged red stone building situated on both sides of the lava river.

Li Qingshan waved again, the turtle's armor overlapped, and the telescope looked at the main peak of the volcano - the great volcano like red crystal.

There is a magnificent city built on rocky walls, and the corridor circles down to the bottom of the volcano. And the weakest person who can live and walk here is the one who survived a robbery. The number of people is enough to make a lot of people sweat.

A palace, engraved like a red crystal, sits at the bottom, and its cornerstone is also a thick red crystal, covering the crater, with lava flames floating beneath the crystal, as if it were ice formed by fire, the finest and purest of flame stones.

The fire flows in every flaming stone, beautiful and beautiful, and that is where the royal court of the burning people is.

“Found it! ”

Li Qingshan's eyes lit up, in the middle of the volcano mouth, a huge tree, deeply entrenched the root system into the firestone, into the lava, pale trees, flaming red leaves, emitting a holy glow.

That's where the legendary Wutong tree, the phoenix, lives.

Just looking far away, Li Qingshan felt familiar and affectionate, as if the travelers who had been away from home for many years had returned to their homeland.

The trees seem to be shouting at him. No, it's not him, it's the phoenix. The phoenix never returns!

“Who is so bold to spy on my volcano?! ”

An angry voice sounded on Li Qingshan's ears, like a volcanic eruption, filled with fierce anger.

A fire rushed out of the mouth of the volcano, like a reverse flying fire meteor, towards Li Qingshan.

“Lord White Eagle, Li Qingshan!” Li Qingshan stood up with his arms in his arms and gave his name. "Is Daoyou the one who swallowed the fireworks? ”

Boom, Mars suddenly paused, a grown man naked, walked out of the flame, he looked handsome and rough, like carved with red rock, a fire bear burned, with a spear in his hand, red eyes staring at Li Qingshan, emitting two sparks.

“The Wildling King? ”