Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan rushed out of the sea alone. A magnificent scroll of painting spread out in front of him. The ocean is full of rage, shock and waves. The sky is raging, the rain is pouring, and the thunder is roaring. His heart was so happy, he couldn't help but whistle, waving the wings of the wind and throwing himself into the storm.

The long wind flew through the storm, the robe flew with white hair, waved the flying flag from time to time, and a long wind shouted.

Though he called the "King of the Great Wind”, compared to the power of the storm as a whole, it is still not worth mentioning, however, he knows the habit of wind, he has been tracking and observing the generation and expansion of the storm for these days, waving out every single long wind to cut the key points, cleverly changing the direction of the storm, although it is only a millimetre difference, but it is really a thousand miles away.

Suddenly there was only one figure, and the storm flew in. Instead of affecting his speed, the whistling storm made him faster and flew closer in blink.

“Here it is!” Xiang Changfeng looked at Li Qingshan with great surprise. He thought that Li Qingshan said he could help him, just to say it. However, Li Qingshan's ability to manage the wind far exceeded his expectations.

“Coming!” nodded Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan figured out how to influence the storm by pointing a little bit. He let out a breathing wind, whistling and flying for more than 10 miles. The wind was no worse than the long wind with the flying flag. Instead, he gained a few points of finger-like control.

Monsters don't know as many spells as humans do, but they have innate advantages in mastering the genius. The Tiger Devil's mastery of the wind is equivalent to the Turtle's mastery of the water, while the Tiger Devil is now quintessential and stronger than the Turtle.

“Okay!”

Nor did the wind have to make a loud praise. It was supposed to control the direction of the storm and felt a little reluctant, but only to avenge the cost. Now with strong support, we have 10 percent certainty. In a mindset, more detailed pointing to Li Qingshan:

“The wind just now, when it deflects another 50 feet southeast, follows the rotation of the storm into...”

After all, long winds have lived on the South China Sea for millennia. They know very well how storms work, and they have a set of opinions about the nature of wind.

Li Qingshan was taught by the handle of "The Great Wind King”. The deeper the understanding of the wind, “the wind is invisible, unshadowed, and constantly in operation, its nature is very different from that of water and fire, the water owner sinks, the fire owner rises, the wind mainstream turns...”

After breaking through the five layers of Tiger Demon, he has not had time to firmly repair it. Now, taking this opportunity, he quickly absorbs and learns, constantly adjusting the swing of the wind god's wings, feeling like he is incarnated into the wind, freely dancing in the heavens and the earth, unrestrained, no restraint. Once the wind loses its freedom, it can only have the result of extinction.

Lack of demonic power has always been his biggest shortboard. At the beginning, he carried out a tiger demon blow to rest for a while, but gradually, he knew how to take advantage of the storm, open his mouth to deep breath, the wind rolled in, blow harder, so much circulation.

The Tiger Devil's breath is no longer as sharp as it seems, but it grows more and more casual, like a long snake, swimming in the storm.

Changfeng witnessed the growth of Li Qingshan with his own eyes. "The future of this child is so unlimited, no wonder it broke out such a big name in the south of the country in less than time. ”

Boom, boom, boom!

A thunder dragon struck the sea directly, scattered an electric snake, beneath the magnificent surface of the sea, fluttered with blue light, the common abyss led the people, along the turbulent currents, as the storm went forward, added a few roses to the storm.

The storm swept north, devouring the heavens and the earth.

Between the skies, the leaves broke their hands, the sea breeze lifted his huge wave, and the sea below began to turbulent. Just above sea level, a line of clouds climbed up, quickly piled up into mountains and swept up the earth.

White rainbow sword light flew in and out of the wind: “Master! ”

“Go back to the Sword Palace!” Ye broke the sea head and did not return. The danger of this war is immense. Even as a sword repairer, he can feel it.

“Windless will go to war with Master!” Unwindy and rarely disobeying orders.

“Then come!” Ye Qianhai doesn't give a shit, sword cultivation, own perseverance and pride.

In the storm, Li Qingshan broke the leaves of the sea and turned to greet him: "Xiao An! ”

Xiao 'an immediately understood, take out the blood oath, use your index finger on the first blood shadow, the blood shadow quickly faded away.

In the windless feeling of relaxation, the invisible restraints were eliminated, the hearts of the hundreds of senses set together, even if firmly settled, saw the path of the three heavenly robberies.

Before being swallowed by the storm, the two master swordsmen swept into the sky and came straight to the clouds. At a glance, the storm still hadn't completely crossed the sea level. He couldn't help but sigh at the power of the heavens and the earth. It was incredible.

This storm was a hundred years old, and under the urging of the long wind and Li Qingshan, it is becoming stronger and stronger, straight into Kyushu!

On the shores of the South Sea, a swarm of giant trees suddenly trembled, the wind shouted, becoming more and more fierce, the pride of the heavens and the sun gradually swallowed by the clouds, the heavens and the earth were dark, filled with the roaring sound of the wind, even the thunder sounds as if it had lost its voice, can only be shined once to prove its existence.

As soon as the storm hit the shore, thousands of giant trees were destroyed, overwhelmed and uprooted!

Li Qingshan stretched out his bright light and looked at the volcano a thousand miles away: “Ready? ”

On the volcano, the three Fire Swordsmen overlooked all the Fire Swordsmen, each swallowed a red belt on his head, the ritual of the Fire Swordsmen guarding the bereavement of their loved ones. The plague kills more than 60% of the burners, and the weaker the children and the elderly, the harder it will be to survive.

Every burning man's eyes burned with a flame of anger, like a torch. The belt made of fire raccoon becomes brighter and brighter in the flames, like blood!

“The Mandarin is coming. ”

Sitting on a flaming rock, he lowered his head and said only one word, in response to a thousand roars, like the eruption of a thousand volcanoes.

There is no need for any more mobilization or encouragement, anger and hatred are the best fuels to melt the hearts of every burner.

May your hands hold your forehead, fingers between your fingers, eyes like fire, only clouds leap to the southern horizon, destroy everything that dragged you along the way, cast the shadow of war.

Wish to burn a roar and fly all the way to the sky, the sky sparks the stars sparkling stars, hundreds of sparks flying up to the very high sky, lighting hundreds of red stars, the stars shining brighter.

The disaster patted the shoulder of the prayer, flying down from the volcano, kneeling on one knee, the ground fire suddenly penetrated the earth.

The earth trembled violently as it burst.

Boom, boom, boom! Eight hundred miles of volcanoes, each of which began to erupt. Earth tortoises, magma streams, and even many new volcanoes are forming, destroying a building and devouring it into a flaming sea of fire. For this war, the Fireman has abandoned everything and embraced the decision to die with his enemies.

Only the main peak of the volcano remains silent, as if it were brewing something...

May the people in his hand suddenly shake the fire order, a roar came out from the volcanic mouth behind him, pressed down the sound of hundreds of volcanoes, a red giant hand suddenly grabbed the edge of the volcanic mouth, immediately, probed a small mountain huge head, with an awkward face, with an angry expression, climbed out of the volcanic mouth, red body like a mountain, surrounded by two dragons.

The people who swallowed the fire knelt down and called out the name of "blessing”.

This is the flaming giant god that Li Qingshan fought with, but has a clearer face and a bigger figure, as well as an unprecedented spirituality, or divinity.

The flaming giant god opened his mouth and rolled the flames into him, his chest raised high and he burst into a crackling roar: "War! ”

“War!” All the burners roared together.

Stand up and take a deep look at the South, turning around and into the body of the Flaming Giant God.

In an instant, the face of the Flaming Giant God became clearer and clearer. The invisibility was somewhat similar to that of the Blessings. The body was more concentrated. The robust body seemed to be alive, leaping out of the mouth of the volcano and standing in the flames.

In the moment, 800 miles of the fire sea converged hidden from it, and the two dragons burst into high dragon barks.

The storm swept in, hiding the stars and swallowing the volcano.

Between a mountain of clouds, three kings led all the warriors to form a battle formation, gathering all their strength together, and the storm, driven by them, turned into a flood, a wave of waves to the volcano, impacted the mountain guard formation!

Li Qingshan was also shocked by this. This is the legendary divine war. Inhumans were called gods in ancient times. It is not for no reason that such vast forces converged in such a flood to have a chance to break the volcanic melting mountain.

Nature's storms, however fierce they may be, cannot directly break the royal court of burners, but can only be used to suppress destructive interests, a battlefield at the heart of mountain assault.

At this moment, he suddenly raised his head.

Hundreds of stars gleam in their own thick clouds, falling!

A flying fire meteor dragged a long flame, breaking through a gap in front of a tall cloud mountain and rushing straight to war, followed by hundreds of flying fire meteors, completely tearing the cloud mountain apart.

This meteor rain is ten times more intense than the flaming meteors seen on Giant Ship Island! Yes, it was just a hasty raid, or over the sea, and the offensive at this point was well prepared, relying on the land of the volcano.

A long whipped tornado whistled out, and the first flying meteor burst in mid-air.