Legend of the Great Saint

The waves swept, the waves rippled, and the surrounding scenes created a formation of distortions, shaking even the void.

A tremendous power from the Golden Mark was uploaded, and it contained a strong vibration. King Chu's arms trembled. There was a feeling that he could not hold on. His arms suddenly bent and pushed upwards. He couldn't help but open his eyes and believe it.

“The Seal of King Chu" is a symbol of kingship. From the establishment of Chu until now, the power of the will of hundreds of millions of Li people has been brought together. There are people in the world who can fight it by themselves!?

Huh! It was like a cow roaring from the depths of the earth. Li Qingshan jumped up and punched him on the gold seal.

Boom! Boom!

The void is shaken, the layers of gold are broken, and the sky is scattered as if it were a blizzard.

Li Qingshan's punch immediately followed by a punch on King Chu's gold seal. As if he were an angry brute bull, he recognized the enemy in front of him. He didn't know how to retreat. The only way forward, though he was stuck in mud, would never repent!

Without anger, the monk looked up to the clouds, wondering whether to laugh or to sigh. When he was taken as an apprentice, perhaps he felt his deep obsession, even stronger than himself. No matter how easy it appeared, his heart did not change.

“I don't know which way you're going, but if you want to go, go! ”

King Chu repeatedly rose and retreated, as if he could not resist this horrible obsession. In a loud noise, the gold seal was swept up again and again, and the gold light faded to the extreme point. Suddenly, a crack was cracked on the “Chu” word of King Chu's seal.

“Evil Dare!” King Chu's heart hurts and his face changes dramatically. This Chu Wang gold seal is 100 times more important to him than his ancestral title, but it is also the product of his own destiny and damages everything.

“Don't you dare? Why not? Break it!”

Li Qingshan crossed fists, lifted up his arms, poured all the bull demon power, and bombarded that “Chu” word!

Boom!

The mountainous “Seal of the King Chu" flew through a hundred places, trembling violently and making a sound.

Li Qingshan fell down, and a quick smile appeared on his face. He saw that the crack spread and quickly covered the whole Chu Wang Jin seal.

Boom!

Millions of pieces scattered in all directions, dragging out tens of millions of golden arcs like a meteor rain. This indestructible, heirloom, suppressed Li Qingshan to the death of King Chu Jin seal, so it was bombarded alive into pieces.

King Chu Li looked dead at Li Qingshan as if he had been punched in the chest, black in front of his eyes, and a few aspirations to vomit blood.

“It's called retribution!” Li Qingshan landed sharply, his hands pointing to the sky.

King Chu sprayed a bite of blood.

Li Qingshan turned the bull's head, a pair of rolling bull's eyes stared at the master of the Hidden Sword Palace: “Have you done enough! ”

The blood on his vest rolled over, and when he fully bombarded King Chu's Golden Seal, the master of the Tibetan Sword Palace also took the opportunity to attack desperately. In the way of "attacking it a little”, he also barely broke the "cow demon skin", causing him some damage, but it is still 18,000 miles away from the word "deadly”.

“Demon, spare your life today!” The Lord of the Tibetan Sword Palace did not hesitate, and the human sword was united and turned into a bright sword, which broke into thin air.

“You spare me, and I won't spare you!” Li Qingshan has a big hand, a false cage sword light, "earth gravity! ”

Swordlight castrated, as if tied to an invisible rope and pulled back by an inch.

The main heart of the Tibetan Sword Palace was terrified, and suddenly he realized the embarrassment of Zhufu. He was confident that his strength was above Zhufu's, enough to break through this strange drag, but it was not expected that Li Qingshan would become stronger and stronger after carrying out the bull demon transformation. Even if we do our best, we cannot escape this intangible gravity.

“Knife, come!” Li Qingshan pressed his right hand to the next position, and the last razor knife came up empty, and it kept getting bigger until it turned into a giant blade of hundreds of lengths, held in the big black hand, reflecting the light in the sun. No fierce killing, no Xuan Ao's knife technique, no even sharp blade, only pounding, heavy, huge, simple, one knife.

The blade crosses and leaves a black trajectory, falling in the eyes of the Lord of the Hidden Sword Palace is the coming of a dark world.

“Daoyou help me!” The Lord of the Tibetan Sword Palace preached, but there was no response, and a little anger flashed in his eyes, resolutely waving his sword against the sky.

“The Lord has come to give you a ride, Ghost Finger!” The Xuanyin sect suddenly launched his hand, pointing his lean finger at the Lord of the Sword Palace.

“You!” The Lord of the Hidden Sword Palace shook, and a gloomy ghost appeared on his face. If he was on a weekday, he wouldn't be afraid of such a trick at all. However, at this time, like the last straw of a camel, Lean Tianfeng was rapidly crumbling. “My big plan...” He growled with his last strength: “Li Qingshan, you will never have a good ending! ”

“It doesn't matter!” Li Qingshan shook his hands down and pressed hard to extinguish the Lord of the Tibetan Sword Palace in the shaking force of darkness.

At this time, King Chu Li Gao raised a great crown, Dingkou gushed out hundreds of thousands of dazzling light, Qingzhou's various mountain river scenery, infinitely spread in the sky, covering everything, distributing a kind of inhuman dignity, that is the convergence of the laws of heaven and earth, it is the "Qingzhou Ding” as one of the Nine Dings of the world, more powerful than the "Seal of the Chu Wang” that brings together the power of the confidence of the 10,000 people, but he would rather be destroyed by this "Qingzhou Ding” than the "Seal of the Chu Wang“.

Because “Qingzhou Ding" is not only a symbol of power, but also a manifestation of subjugation, so less than necessary, King Chu Li will not use it, a gold seal on a weekday is enough to suppress everything. His eyes were round and long and scattered, without a slight expression, but he showed a great anger of uncharacteristic proportions.

No one can ignore these threats, even if the King of the Eight States can't, even if the Ten Fang Demon King can't, but Li Qingshan just glanced up: “Don't you want this? ”

After that, he walked down Big Buddha Mountain towards the Big Buddha who was hunting Xiao An.

A slight struggle appeared on King Chu's face. He was not alone like Li Qingshan. As the Lord of Qingzhou and King of Chu, he also had immense power, but also huge responsibilities. The will and inheritance of dozens of previous kings, countless duels and wars laid the foundation industry of Chu, and then went on like this, how to resist the attack of South Vietnam.

He didn't want to be king of the dead, so he hesitated.

Big Buddha is focused on hunting down Xiao An, suddenly covered by a huge shadow, a big hand fell, pressed Buddha's head, lifted up.

Big Buddha turned around and slapped Li Qingshan on his knee.