Legend of the Great Saint

In Vanguardism, the mountains beneath Xiao 'an's feet continue to pile up, and they are constantly devoured by the white bone fire. To this day, there is not much left.

She stood on the Mount of the Dead, possessed of a bloody sea beard, with one hand playing skeletal beads, with one hand holding the Buddha's sword upside down, reading scripture in her mouth, sometimes instead of Tianlong Zen singing, sometimes it was the secret of the law, different feet.

The surrounding area emits a golden Buddhist light and is in great solemnity. But it also wraps around the trifle of white bone fire and twists and twists.

She lowered her eyebrows and did not notice. Her face seemed to have a deep color of mercy. However, she looked closely, but only with no expression on her face. She was calm and only focused on the operation of Zhu Yan White Bone Road.

After three consecutive months of painstaking, using the four demon kings and countless demons as resources, and constantly devouring the transformation, Zhu Yan Bai Bone Road has been on the edge of breakthrough. In fact, without the South China Sea Shen Ni crossed the bar, he would have been able to promote to the third degree, and then began the ferry.

But it's not a bad thing, allowing her to have a deeper accumulation, more certainty about the ferry, and more strength to reap.

Until the Mountain is completely burned down, the golden Buddha light forms a delicate balance with the Sangami white bone fire, which can be broken with just a few more resources, and then quickly devours the power of Nanhai Shenni.

Xiao 'an looked east, where Li Qingshan would go to the last demon cave.

Li Qingshan set foot and stopped at the edge of a swamp. The cave was less than 100 miles away and was already close to him. Magic rolls up and down. The clouds overhead, covering the sky. This is what he's always used to.

“What's the matter?” The communal cloud-driving fog stayed in the middle of the sky, and the look on his face was so serious that he couldn't help but ask.

“Nothing, just observe first, know that the battle will never end, don't meet two demon kings, come for nothing!” Li Qingshan smiled at her. At the moment when she was about to enter the swamp and step into the battlefield of this final battle, an idea flashed through her mind, but she was like a floating shadow, unable to be sure.

“You're finally a little advanced.” The communal gesture lay gracefully on the clouds with hands and lips slightly flashed, but the smile was more like a mockery than a compliment.

“I just see that you are too weak to hold on to if you encounter too strong an opponent!” Li Qingshan bowed his mouth and waved his hand: “All the light! ”

Pieces of Turtle's Xuan Armor fly out, continuously arranging combinations to capture the full spectrum of distant caves.

Countless demons carry stone columns like ants, and build the Twelve Capital Magic Array. The Communist Abyss says that this set of magic is very popular in the magic domain. However, Kyushu is not a magic domain and is suppressed by the laws of the invisible heavens and earth, so it appears to be effective. If inspired by the twelve demon kings, the power is astonishing.

But there are only twelve magicians here, and although the number of pillars is a little higher, there is nothing to worry about.

The scene swept past the forest stone pillars to the source of the magic. This cave was bigger than before, spraying rolling magic. The irregular edges still appeared sharp and incompatible with the surrounding scenery, as if the evil child had cut a piece of the famous painting with an art knife.

And in the magic of rolling, there are hidden enough huge figures, like a giant snake, to emit a horrible smell.

“So many demons!” Li Qingshan was astonished and glanced at, at least six or seven.

“You're wrong, it's one.” Tongyuan Tengyun came to Li Qingshan and reached out to the corner of the image.

Li Qingshan also saw clearly. The original giant snake had the same body. It turned out to be a Hydra, but didn't feel relaxed at all.

HYDRA is also a legendary beast, the origin of which originates from the Nine Babies of the Divine Beast, each head has its own power, and one head is life. To kill it, you have to destroy all nine heads, but its resilience is amazing, even if the head is cut off, it will grow quickly.

“If it's really Hydra, it's hard to win this war.” The common abyss is solidified.

Li Qingshan gave a slight heads-up. If he met any demon king at first, he would be sure of a first battle, but now they are not in the best condition. It is very difficult and dangerous to kill such a beast.

The key is whether this is a Hydra, or just a monster figure demonized by the Demon King, or if it is the former, prepare to retreat.

……

Hidden in the depths of the demon cave, close to the magic kings have also created intense exchanges:

“King of Meditation, why did you let the Nine Heads up there, scare them off?” The two demons asked in unison that the voices were male and female, but strangely overlapped.

“This place has always been staffed by the King of Nine Heads, and of course it is still him now. He is not a real Hydra, but the day after tomorrow he will cultivate the magic into such a way. If he is scared back by an empty shelf, then Li Qingshan is not worth the effort! ”

“Empty shelves! King of Meditation, I heard you ran away from the wind without a battle. Give way to the Devil's Cave. I dare say I am an empty shelf! ”

“Whether there is a war or not, I know it. And I reckon if we weren't here today, you'd be dead. ”

“Shut up! ”

“What, you think you're better than King Wukui? ”

Speaking of the name ”King Wukui”, the demon kings quietly. Even among the demon kings, King Wukui is famous for his ruthless role, fighting alone, few confident is his opponent. And he was very much trusted by the Demon Emperor. He was recalled several times. He thought he would show off in this war. He didn't expect to crash so soon.

“Stop, both of you! This is not the time for infighting. King of the Nines, we are here not only to avenge the snow hate, but also to avenge the plan of the Poor Great Evil God. It doesn't matter if you can't avenge us, if you sabotage the plan of the Great Evil God...”

“Bone-eater, you don't want a fox tiger, I'll eat your bones sooner or later!” Jiuzhu said harshly, but did not dare to act in a random way. If this ambush is made to disappoint because of him, it is not necessary for the poor devil to attack. The next few demon kings who have eaten Li Qingshan's great loss can swallow him alive and strip him.

“Meditation King, what do we do now?” The Bone-eating Witch King ignored the threat of the Hydra's bluff and turned to ask.

“Nine Heads, show them the colour!” The king of meditation commands: “Shh, let them see what you really are! ”

“You... damn it! ”

All exchanges are secret and quick, lengthy, and take only a moment.

On the edge of the swamp, Li Qingshan was preparing to go far away to try it out. If not, he retreated. There was a roar coming from the depths of the swamp. Nine snake heads rose tall and upright, such as the tower pulled out of the ground, emitting a monstrous atmosphere. A pair of snake eyes stared at him, full of cold and vicious.

Li Qingshan didn't smile angrily. “It's a fake product, let's go! ”