Legend of the Great Saint

The fire lord rose and returned to the ruins of the confluence of water. He exercised great restraint on the burner who was born of fire spirits.

Together, the three of them are in fact perfectly capable of breaking into the power field formed by the "heart of the abyss" and killing the impenetrable common abyss. However, once impregnated by the breath of return, they will produce great demons of the heart and even let the flames in their hearts fade out.

So forgiveness is the fierce nature of a fireman, and he dares not barge in.

“Ha-ha-ha, we've won!” May the roaring roar laugh.

Wishing each other a good look at disaster and laughing.

The strongest common denominator is in despair. After the wind loses the Feilian beast, it is impossible to resist the three of them. Even without the help of the Flaming Giant God, they have stably won the ticket. All that remains is to see how the common denominator dies.

“Night dreams, kill this old man first! ”

“Windy, ready to die? ”

May the three burn, so that they can ignore the common abyss, hold the order of fire, and target the wind.

“Want my life in exchange for my own! ”

Fei Lian's flag stood in the void, slightly panting. Under a bitter battle, he was also exhausted, and the winds around him became more fierce and fearless.

The destruction of the Sect, the slaughter of his disciples, even his own destiny, is enough to drive the ordinary man mad and miserable, but it gives him a strange lightness. As if an invisible burden had been removed, there were signs of a breakthrough in a long-standing state of affairs.

His natural body of spirits, from the first birth, was promised by all, he gathered tens of thousands of favorites and stepped onto the throne of the master of the cloud sails, became a master monk on the side of the bully, pushed by the whole South China Sea cultivation road.

It seems to be a smooth wind for the rest of my life, but I also have to carry the burden. The expectations of my predecessors, the dependence of my descendants, the survival of the whole sect, are all tied together, I have to be careful to maintain the balance, even when I was young, the wind frenzy is all gone.

“My name is Long Wind. Why was Long Wind so free? ”

When the burner destroyed the cloud sail sect for which he fought, he forcibly severed his ties, restored his fighting spirit with hatred, and made him see the possibility of making it even more.

“If you kill me today, you will extinguish the Mountain! ”

“Then we'll be all yours. Go to hell! ”

May the three of them speak at the same time, the voices overlapping one another, like one another, the fire raised high, trying to strike, behind a calm and waveless voice:

“You lost. ”

The sound was a bit dull, like coming from the deep sea, but still beautiful. May the three men burn back at the same time, Xiao An came out from behind the common abyss and walked a little awkward but calm.

“You woman is not affected by the smell of ruins! But what are you talking about? Hey, look at you. Hand over that treasure and beg for forgiveness on your knees. As servants, we can consider forgiving your life! ”

“You lost. ”

Xiao 'an calmly repeated, the tone did not change, make the burning of the three people annoying, as if something really important had not been imagined, cursing: “Bitch to death! ”

Xiao An slowly raised the Shu Yan in his hand and raised a smile on his face, moving and leaning toward the city.

“You lost! ”

Suddenly, the look on his face changed, revealing an incredible look, a little appalling!

“What's going on?” Ask frowning.

“Fire God... Fire God has been killed!” May it be said with great difficulty that, at the moment when the Flaming Giant God was ripped out of his heart, that intense anger and unwillingness passed through the boundaries into his heart.

“It's impossible!” “You can't sense the Fire God, don't be fooled! ”

At the same time, it is disputed that the power of the Flaming Giant God is approaching the peak of this world, and despite its great flaws, it is only the legends of the earthquake who can kill him. Is it impossible to hide in this little treasure a strong man like King Banyan?

“There must be something strange about this magic treasure! ”

Wishes and blessings are ignored at all, eyes are straight and mumble. The thought of the Flaming Giant God before it was extinguished had a tremendous impact on his spirit, almost equivalent to a counterphage.

This news also gave rise to a slight ripple in the heart of the common abyss, but immediately returned to the silence of death, the ink blue force field continued to expand, the “heart of the abyss” has lost control, the wild operation and assimilation of the "Million Waters to the Ruins", even the ice-crystal sceptre in hand is dimmed, the indestructible Million Ways of Cold Xuan is gradually melting.

The inky blue spherical position expands dramatically, and the big cloud sail mountain is covered in the eye and growing.

Wow! There was a sudden sound of the tide around, the sea water isolated by the divine fire, pulled by invisible forces, turned into a wave of great waves into a giant ship island. Cloud clusters converge from all sides, forming thick clouds in the sky. Domestic and diplomatic compulsion broke the border blockade of the Fireman King.

May the fire suddenly punch in the face of the prayer, roaring: “It's just the destruction of a puppet with a hint of blessing the Great God. You can summon it again later, don't squirm like a woman! ”

"What's wrong with you, bitch?” Yes, "he said.“ Don't listen to that little bitch, kill the common ground bitch, even if you earn money, and kill this old man, he wins all the time, loses his ass! ”

“Thanks to the Second King, I've lost my temper!” I bowed my head to be taught and glanced at Yunfan Mountain. “In any case, the big picture is settled! ”

Xiao 'an suddenly felt a drowning suffocation, and while she could withstand the death silence of the ruins, the power of the "heart of the abyss” was becoming stronger and stronger, producing real oppression.

The mountain peaks of Dayun Fan Mountain, the silent collapse, the fragrant grass trees, the pavilion, are all gone.

She frowned slightly, but not because of the oppression. She said softly: "Aoyama! ”

……

Li Qingshan stood between the heavens and the earth and looked to the center of the bloody swirl. There was an impulse in his chest that could not be suppressed. He wanted to throw himself into Shu Luo Dao and kill the war.

Wind god wings unfold in an unprecedented manner, just gently shake your wings to fly into a new world.

All of a sudden, he remembered a face, took a deep breath, soothed the tiger demon who leaped to try, converged the wings of the wind god, and shouted to heaven: “I will go, but not now, nor to participate in any endless blood battle!” Pause: “I will defeat all Ashuro, King's Landing, the whole Shiloh Dao, and end this bloody battle! ”

The sound of the underworld also silenced, and a moment later he said: "King's Landing Xiuruo Dao, what an anticipation. Perhaps you are the one in the prophecy. I have waited too long, but wait a little longer...”

The bloody whirlpool collapses slowly, and the sound drifts away. As the bloody whirlpool converges, a huge giant whistles and falls from it!