Legend of the Great Saint

“It's not too slow at last, I just didn't think of the old promise until now. ”

Li Qingshan recalled that the wildlings had arrived at the beginning of the period, and that it had been several years since Peng was surprised by the visit.

“If it's slow, there's no quicker in the world! The district counts the hours, sweeps the Nanjiang magic, defeats all the poisons, kills countless bone-eating tribes, now in the name of the 'Wildlings King', who doesn't know in Miaozhou? I just hope that today there will be a mutually satisfactory outcome.” Peng Qingshan said sincerely, fearing that no one would expect Li Qingshan to rise so fast.

“Let's see if your master sees me!” Li Qingshan laughed.

“Savage King, who can't see it!” Peng shook his head with a smile.

The two people seemed to be having a great conversation here, and the elder disciples of the South China Sea Sword Pavilion at the rear were less comfortable and hostile in the eyes of many. Not only did Li Qingshan sabotage the plan of Nanhai Sword Palace, but he also became a slave without wind, forcing the owner of the Sword Palace to lead the people to this giant ship island, their mood will naturally not improve.

Older elders can still be overwhelmed with joy. Young disciples don't have such good Qi Kung Fu. If it weren't for Peng Xuanxuan's prompt attitude, some people would just have to be cynical about Li Qingshan and live many waves of life.

With no wind in his eyes, he nodded darkly, and Brother Peng's elder brother had made a few appearances.

“My lord.” Xiao Qingfeng sounded cautiously beside her.

“Thanks for waiting, we'll be right there!” Li Qingshan and Xiao 'an came to the high stage, arching their hands: “I have heard the name of King Changfeng for a long time. At first sight today, it is true that his name is not false, these days will be annoying. ”

“The Caveman King has arrived, and Yunfan Zongshenghui is alive and well. Please wait a moment. There are a lot of goods this time!” Li Qingshan was treated as a human being with courtesy and courtesy.

“Although there are many things, there doesn't seem to be anything particularly precious. ”

The goods on the backs of these whales are naturally worth a lot to ordinary practitioners, but Li Qingshan doesn't look too good. Of course, he understands that goods of real value are not placed outside, but in rings and bagels.

That's strange, isn't it because the two Archbishops and the Queen of the Kingdoms are looking at these roads?

Wan Poison Ancestor has this face, but according to the plan, Wan Poison Ancestor will not show up at this time, it is also written in the prayer. Moreover, the owner of the Jiangkou must refuse to wait. Ye Qiaohai came to the high table alone with his sword after a few words with the common abyss and Changfeng. At this time, he was communicating with the windless, and his face was very serious, but he showed no dissatisfaction.

“When the city opens, Daoyou will naturally meet, and Daoyou doesn't know anything...” Changfeng paused: “... this time Mr. Lamb, the housekeeper of the King's Palace, ah, isn't it here? ”

Vietnam Mansion!

Li Qingshan frowned. This is not expected. I wonder if it will have any impact on the plan. It's just that life can't be counted anywhere. Let's take a look!

The northern sky, a cloudy mountain headwind.

All of a sudden, a giant ship ripped open the clouds and shone a silver light beneath the moon, accelerating its flight.

“What a big boat!” Li Qingshan was astonished. The giant captain was about a thousand, and the pattern was somewhat similar to that of the SkyDragon ship. The lines were more sharp and smooth, ten times larger than that of the SkyDragon ship. It was like the Sword of God and hung in the sky.

“Hmm? It's the Silver Dragon King! ’Don't look at its size, if it's a full speed, it's not much faster than Lord Ye's sword. ”

The long wind stunned and smiled at the introduction.

Li Qingshan was acutely aware that his face did not resemble that before he was so comfortable. The eyes of the common abyss were also a few points cold. Ye Qinghai also stopped communicating with his disciples. He looked up at the flying "Silver Dragon King” and did not deny the words of the long wind.

“Though closer to Miaozhou, the South China Sea Sword Palace has always maintained its independence, and Ye Qianhai is not Shangqing. Yun Fan Zong is lonely overseas, all you need to do is deal well with the people of the South China Sea, let alone the Vietnamese King. Needless to say, the Humans themselves are hostile to mankind and appear to have fought the Crown Palace of South Vietnam in history. ”

“These three are some of the most powerful figures in the world. In the face of a butler in the district, any lamb and sheep Brother Kim Dan, take it seriously, it is the South Vietnamese King's power is too great. Oh, I have not counted myself, the genius monk from the enemy camp, explicitly refused to be the superior secretary of the Vietnamese crown palace, although there is the king of the great banyan tree spinning from the center, the South Vietnamese king must have missed me very much. In that way, all of us are so-called outside the system. ”

Li Qingshan thought about it and suddenly felt a little chilly in his heart. The lifestyle creed of the ancient heroic characters has always been, “If it is not used by me, it is killed by me.” And “by the side of the bedroom, don't let anyone snore! ”

Based on King Banyan's analysis of the situation in Miaozhou, the Royal Palace of South Vietnam has now begun to comprehensively gather the strength of Miaozhou Pathway cultivation in preparation for the coming war. There is now such a powerful group of “outside the system”, even potential “opposition", in the South that the King of South Vietnam must very much want them all to disappear.

And through this sea of people, they gathered together...

The “Silver Dragon King" is getting closer and closer. It is obviously just a dead thing, but it exudes a strong sense of oppression. After the wind said it was fast, it lost interest in talking.

Li Qingshan knew that the average Skyline Dragon ship was not famous for its speed, but its indestructible defense and terrible destructive power. He wondered if a group of them could join forces to defeat this thing.

Only one of the people present knew the answer, neither the long wind nor the common abyss and the leaves broke the sea, but Xiao 'an, because there was a similar "Red Dragon King” in Qingzhou Wangfu.

And the answer is, "Absolutely not! ”

This is a war machine built by the great maestro of Mojia, which took a great deal of time and energy to refine many of the materials of Fabao. Compared to the average flying dragon ship, it is like the difference between a former baby maestro and a foundational maestro. Its role is not to deal with individual practitioners, but with the extinction of the mountains.

If this “Silver Dragon King” attacks, the Mountain Defender Formation of Yunfan Sect will definitely break, and the Dragon Roar main gun of the bow will suffice. And just as ordinary flying dragon ships are loaded with a lot of puppet soldiers, so is this "Silver Dragon King," most of them have "Puppet King," maybe more than one.

If you add up the price to be paid by the Archbishop of the Mo family, you can't even pay for a particular monk. Only the royal palace of the Unity State has this power, but it is the only ship that can be built.

Having obtained Xiao 'an's tradition, Li Qingshan took a breath of cool air and tried to probe with divinity. The silver light screen isolated all divinity probing. If there were a few more monks hidden inside, even the South Vietnamese king himself...