Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan was different. Juvenile aspirations. In his thirties, he mixed the name of a wildling king. Now he is blocked by the door. Can his mind not be affected, his heart is inevitably irritable, and his practice is affected. And it would be even better if he couldn't bear to come out and fight him, but he was confident that he would take his life in just one move.

All poisoned ancestors are determined, so they can't rush, sit steadily in the clouds, like a mountain, over the mountain of the wildlings.

On this day, the clouds stretched over a thousand miles, dark as ink, under heavy pressure.

The muffled thunder rolled and the light rain floated with the wind, watching as a storm approached.

Li Qingshan looked up at the top of Wan Qingshan. He couldn't see the location of Wan Poison's ancestors, but he could clearly feel it. He was still there.

“It's almost time. ”

This month, he was practicing in Shuro Yard, focusing on the "Magic Book of the Town", leaving the tiger demon's exhilarating air to transform into the power of the demonic heart, gradually diminishing the spiritual power of the beads of the sea, the magic became more pure, hidden eagerness for a battle.

“I'll give you a loot.” Xiao An stood beside Li Qingshan, his eyes clear and clear, sweeping through the 10,000-mile cloud.

In this battle, Li Qingshan aimed to sharpen Tiger Demon fighting spirit, the chances of killing Wan Poison Ancestors were minimal, so that Xiao 'an did not have to play and expose the cards. But since Xiao 'an is on the sidelines, he naturally has to wait for that minimal chance to show up.

Li Qingshan instantly demonized and his body was covered with armor. There were many minor changes in his appearance, adding a few bloodstains and becoming more dull.

In a blast, Li Qingshan's mountain rocks collapsed and collapsed. People have broken through the clouds and are 10 miles away.

Ancestor Wan Poison suddenly opened his eyes, sparkled, revealed the colour of surprise, immediately turned to the shadow: “I am really young, I can't calm down, let my husband come and crush you with his own genius. ”

Resolved to get up, the green robe was held up by the wind, two skinny hands dancing in broad sleeves, and the rolling poison gas merged into a thunderous wrapped poison ball.

“Venomous thunder beads! ”

Li Qingshan is flying in the clouds, bypassing a purple snake through the sky thunder, far away, thunderous noises everywhere.

Suddenly, the crisis is upon us, and the green light falls from the sky, through the clouds, and it gets brighter.

Boom!

The thick clouds were bombarded with a huge void, the tidal layers swept away, but the sun was still gone, and the green clouds were thicker in the sky.

Under the green clouds, the dark township demon tower is crumbling and shaky.

Li Qingshan summoned the Town Demon Tower at a critical moment, and obstructed this move. "It's worth three heavenly robberies, it's a bit awesome! ”

His eyebrows lit up and a light was emitted through the green cloud. He saw the ancient end of all venom sitting on the blue jade throne. The blue jade throne was slightly creeping like jelly. A monster engraved on it seemed to have survived. Together, he opened his mouth and continuously emitted millions of venomous thunder beads, which lasered down.

The corner of Li Qingshan's mouth snapped and the wind went up.

Wow, a hundred demon chains stretched out, tearing the air, whips dancing and punching.

Bombing and bombardment, bursting with poisonous beads, the sky turned into a horrific minefield, sweeping 100 miles in the aftermath.

Li Qingshan rushed out of the minefield suddenly, the armor was full of lightning strike wounds, but it was hard to resist, then fit into the green cloud, even though there was a magic guard, time, ears were full of toxin eroded rallying sound, some edges were grinded directly, as if to stay in the poison cloud for a moment more, it would be corroded away.

Li Qingshan was fearless. All poisonous ancestors were close to his eyes. His right hand waved backwards. The Dragon Sword was in his hand, and no sword returned.

“Kill!”

Sword Feng is like a dragon, pointing directly at the heart of poisonous old ancestors.

But the ancient poisonous ancestors smiled, and the Qingyu throne raised a soapy green film to resist the Dragon Sword Feather.

Li Qingshan's left hand held his fist quietly. This sword was filled with Rin's sword, but it was just a test. Just let him punch in the old face of Wan Poison Ancestor, without a chance.

For a moment, Xiao 'an's figure appeared above the poisonous cloud, seaweed-like long hair, and the eyes of the sky were clear, but had become almost transparent white flame, and the Buddha's sword was in his hand.

All of a sudden, however, a crisis arose in the mind. Somehow, Wan Poison's ancestors held a green poison tumor in their hands and silently nurtured it for a long time. It was the treasure of Wan Poison's township, spraying a miserable green light.

Li Qingshan returned to the sword without any feeling of force, but the Dragon Sword cried out, the green light stained the blade, then through the handle of the sword, dyed on his right hand, time, the armor of his right hand cracked, his right arm crisp, and spread inches on his body.

In a blast, the Dragon Sword broke apart and scattered into millions of pieces.

Li Qingshan clearly felt that if he hadn't practiced the Nine Changes of the Devil, his body would have been stronger than that of the Demon King. This time, he would have been beaten to pieces of bone.

“Die! ”

Wan Poison Ancestor was surprised to see Li Qingshan unobstructed. He stood up and waved his wide sleeve, striking Li Qingshan in the chest with one hand.

Li Qingshan's heart was delighted. Isn't that the opportunity to wait? His eyes flashed cold. After armor, he scattered like fire and red hair. A bull shook the sky. Behind him appeared the bovine demon fiction. He headed toward the poisonous ancestors. It was he who punched out.

Wan Poison ancestor suddenly anxious, but can't figure out what the problem is. With Li Qingshan's mending, if there is still a chance to escape, touching hard with him, it is obvious that he is looking for death. At this time, it is too late to change the trick.

Fist against fist!

Time seemed to solidify in the moment, Li Qingshan's fists were rapidly corroded, his eyes turned to reveal the bones, the flashing metallic color, also corroded dark, yet between the gas flow, his face flung with a smile.

Ancestral poison revealed an incredible look on his face, his lean arm, quickly distorted and deformed, like a broken piece of wood, blowing up a bloody mist.

Though he is a great master of three heavenly robberies, he is not strong in physical terms. Faced with the strength of Li Qingshan, who can rival the corpse king, he is like a demon king. Where can he resist? Not to mention the power of indestructible shock, he was severely shaken from the front by Li Qingshan, and he fell in the throne of Qingyu.

Li Qingshan's red eyes clearly reflected the greatly astonished face of the poisonous ancestors, as well as a ghostly figure. He stepped on the green blister illuminated by the Qingyu throne, fell deeply, his arms lifted, his fists crossed, and he pounced down wildly.

A mountain, too!

Boom!

Green clouds swept away, revealing a blue sky, green blisters madly distorted and turbulent, facing Li Qingshan's strongest blow, it didn't break, there was also a trend to recover, the defense was strong to the extreme, it was simply standing undefeated.

Ancestor Wan Poison looked up at Li Qingshan, all his armor was corroded, revealing his male fitness body, a demon handsome face, wantonly smiling with sharp teeth, a pair of bull horns on his head like a bent moon, to pierce the sky dome.

“Who the hell is this guy?! ”

Ancestral Venom retreated, a sword pierced his chest, a Buddha's sword penetrated the green blister, through the back of the Blue Jade Throne, and his vest.

After the Qingyu throne, a white bone surrounded by rolling flames, with her, he would never be alone.

“You... you...” Ancestor Poison opened his eyes and covered himself with blood.

The Buddha's sword is not only strong and sharp, it is destroying his mind, igniting his flesh and devouring his soul.

Li Qingshan didn't give a shit. He stepped on the left and right armrest of the Qingyu throne. He snapped the skull of Ancestor Wan Poison and punched him again!

Xiao An spins the Buddha's sword, and the white bone fire bursts out, wrapping all the poisonous ancestors in it, white bone claws grabbed all the poisonous ancestors' brains.

The green tumor in the hands of the Wan Poison Ancestors swelled suddenly, beating like a heart, and every beat, it became ten times larger, revealing a green muscular vessel.

Ancestral Poison growled inhuman: "Death! ”

“Back off!”

Li Qingshan's pupils contracted sharply, forcibly closing his fists, Phoenix wings slapped forward, his body suddenly retreated, Xiao 'an harvested his sword and turned back, but he was one step late.

Green venom turns into a green day, millions of pathetic green-lit lasers, covering a round of daylight over their heads and devouring their shapes.

Green mansions landed far away on a mountain peak, which collapsed silently and silently, falling into the dense forest below. Whatever the forest rock, it turned into powder, and instantly formed a white sand pit.

The light dissipated, Li Qingshan went to 70% of the flesh, like being eaten up by invisible insects, revealing the skeleton, and no longer shining metal glow, becoming very vulnerable.

Xiao 'an's white bones were stained with a layer of copper rust, and came to Li Qingshan's side, "Are you okay? ”

“I can't die. The old man's gone!” Li Qingshan Road.

In the talking room, Xiao 'an provoked the white bone fire, suppressed the spread of "copper rust”, Li Qingshan also ran the "Turtle Town Tip" to suppress the toxin contaminated with the whole body. Even if the opportunity was seized to kill the archbishop of the three heavenly robberies, it was not that simple.

Delayed by this moment is enough to allow Wan Poison ancestors to escape back to Wan Poison Church. Wan Poison ancestors are more on the Caveman Mountain. Wan Poison ancestors personally preside over it, although they can also play enough power, even though they are intact and difficult to break.

“This time he ran out of cards, but he got away with it. ”

“The hounds are already on the move and may delay for a moment.” Xiao Andao.

“Hound? Oh!” Li Qingshan suddenly became clear, "he said with a smile. ”

Shu Luo Yinqing flew in a clear shape, constantly appearing in the void, contouring a green light in front, looking for opportunities, ready to go.

At the time of Li Qingshan's battle, Xiao An gave her the task. She had been watching the battle on the mountain peak. She stayed until Wan Poison ancestors detonated the treasure of the township and fled the Caveman Mountain. She immediately set out, with only one task - dragging Wan Poison ancestors.

Her heart was tightened, and she was an archbishop of King Shura's rank, seriously injured and on the run, but becoming more dangerous.