Legend of the Great Saint

The swamp was scratched off by the storm, revealing fresh soil below and soaking the demonic blood of the Nine Heads.

The breeze fluttered, Li Qingshan's red hair danced with the wind, and the soil trembled in the distance, climbing out a strangely twisted jumpsuit baby, Heran is the Yin and Yang King.

Li Qingshan glanced obliquely and couldn't help but laugh: “I'm looking for you! ”

King Yin Yang lay on the ground with several traces of blood split by the wind. He looked at Li Qingshan full of resentment, but it was difficult to hide the colour of fear. He was never willing to face the terrible storm for the second time. If it were not for the poor order, he would not have lurked in the land, but fled directly.

“Li Qingshan, don't bluff, you have already lost, like the last time, we are the last winners!” With two mouths open simultaneously, one man and one woman's voices staggered with trembling chestnuts.

“Is that so? ”

Li Qingshan's expression was horizontal and quiet, his skin reflected in the moonlight, pale near transparent, a piece of purple and black corpse spots appeared, and a yellow trace spread. This is the price he paid to slaughter the Zombie King and the Nine Heads, and the power of the demonic mind to blow itself up, even he cannot ignore it altogether.

Weakness after the outburst is deeper into the bone marrow. It seems that even steps are difficult. It would not have been so weak, but this is the place of the Twelve Demons. If it had not been for the strength of the earth and the support of the heart of the abyss, he would have fallen.

However, he slowly lifted the knife, and the blade sparkled in the moon.

The Yin and Yang King flashed, inevitably retreating for ten miles, and looked at him with horror.

“The Demon King was frightened, but he couldn't fight anymore!” The King of South Vietnam said with some regret that the fierce power of that kind was simply appalling. If it wasn't in the Twelve Buddhist Demons, the power would have been even more terrifying, but it was called "the great must fade”.

King Banyan was silent.

Li Qingshan laughed heavenly. His laughter revealed weakness. He couldn't help but put down his knife. “I'm too tired. Let's rest for a while! ”

He lay down looking at the cloudy moon, whispering: “Brother Niu, it hurts! Life isn't worth living for! ”

“Don't you dare bullshit me?!” The Yin Yang King was furious and jumped to the sky. Howling out a horrible demonic sound, but still far enough away from Li Qingshan.

“Son of a bitch, you're blocking the moonlight. Forget it, I'll kill you first! ”

Li Qingshan said, still lying there motionless, Turtle Xuan Jia flew out and formed a smooth mirror.

The demonic sounds fell on the mirror and were all reflected back, bombarding the Yin and Yang King.

Pfft! The Yin and Yang King sprayed a breath of blood and poured it out. Every inch of his body trembled violently, clearly feeling the power of his own demonic voice.

This is Li Qingshan's third new divinity - the return of light!

Similar to the Bull Demon's new divinity, it is independent from the original ability, from “chicken ribs” to a divinity that can truly be unique. Unlike the Bull Demon's skin refining, the return light is more suitable for dealing with spells, and barely counts as a defensive integration.

If it were a different time and place, this Avatar might have a surprising effect, but in the face of the current situation, it seems a little powerless. The Avatar of Turtles has always focused on defensive aids.

“Back in the light! Well, that's unfortunate!” Li Qingshan mumbled and thought about changing his name.

“Is this your card?! What a shame, I just need to watch you die! Die! ”

As soon as the Yin and Yang King smeared the blood on his mouth, he looked up over Li Qingshan, and his three raised eyes were covered with blood silk, making hysterical howls.

For a moment, Li Qingshan added several more corpse spots and a few strands of turbidity. Even if all efforts were made to promote the "Turtle Town Tip", it could not be suppressed.

Li Qingshan then took a step back, his right arm waved hard, threw the long knife out of his hand and turned it into blood directly into the sky.

“You want to hurt me with this attack?” The face of the Yin and Yang King was dazed, suddenly a bright light filled the field of view, the smooth mirror of the Turtle Xuan Armor suddenly deflected the angle, reflecting the silver blue moonlight on his face, and he became more and more dashing: “It's pathetic to use this trick! ”

One hand protruded from the bright moonlight, holding the tiger tooth knife handle tightly, Yin Yang Wang suddenly opened his eyes as if he had seen a ghost. He saw Li Qingshan's hair flying and his spirit trembling. He didn't look like he had been injured.

“How is that possible! ”

The Yin and Yang King retreated sharply, but the blade had swung away, carrying the sky and moon, crossing a silver blue arc, such as a turning moon, suspended in the sky.

The trajectory of the Yin and Yang King's retreat coincides with this turn of the moon, as if he was on his own.

The moonlight splashes, the demon blood splashes, and the Yin and Yang King's body splits into two parts!

He opened his eyes and saw Li Qingshan still standing on the ground, staring calmly at him, while Li Qingshan in front of him with the same look, waved another round of bending moon!

“What a strong body!” The second Li Qingshan flew out of the smooth mirror reflecting the moonlight, as several of the South Vietnamese kings watched clearly.

“If you put it outside, this single body also has the power of a demon king!” Leaf broke the sea and sighed.

“No, they are stronger than the average demon king. Aren't the two demon kings much stronger than the average demon king?” At night, he pointed his finger at the battlefield.

“To kill you, you don't necessarily have to use a new god!” Li Qingshan smiles, this is his real bottom card, the second talent of the spirit turtle, Mirror Flower Moon!

The power of Mirror Split is directly related to his own dignity. After he became the Demon King, the strength of Split also went up with the water and the enhancement of the Divine Spirit itself. Therefore, even under the suppression of the Twelve Capital Demon Shadow Array, the power exerted by the Spirit was no longer beneath him before the robbery.

One might wonder, before the ferry, Li Qingshan joined forces with the common abyss, and not yet this rival of the Yin Yang King combined by the two demon kings, how can he win now alone?

However, the same power, controlled by the Demon King and the Demon Handsome, is a definitely different effect.

King Yin Yang felt this deeply. The power of the mirror split was clearly beneath him, but Li Qingshan seemed to see through his mind. Every time he could anticipate the enemy's advance, he was everywhere blooming.

Li Qingshan's mouth contained the heart of the abyss, his eyes turned black, seemed to stare at the Yin and Yang king in the sky, and seemed to stare at the endless nothingness.

After the turtle broke through the fifth weight, he also looked more clearly at the astronomical life count. Although it took a lot of effort, he was able to calculate the Yin and Yang King's trajectory of action, which was enough to let the mirror split up and take the upper wind.

However, there was no happiness in his face. The power gap was there. All 12 of them suppressed the mirror split more than the main body. Otherwise, he would have summoned the mirror split up a long time ago, and it would be difficult to strike the Yin Yang King with a fatal blow.

And his current state is even harder to sustain than tiger rage, because after all, he hasn't formed an independent genius. It would be nice if the genius this time the tortoise condensed was in this regard, but life didn't, only openly accept destiny.

When he closed his eyes gently, he was exhausted, and at this moment his spirit was close to extremes.

Is this feudal fight really just a glorious return light?