Legend of the Great Saint

Wilderness villages, covered with death, have become desolate, even more silent than locust transit, and no longer exist any living spirit, even though occasionally one or two “creatures” have become subjects of the kingdom of death.

Li Qingshan stepped onto this place of death and frowned. That was the disgust of the living spirit for the instinct of death.

The horseshoe sounded behind him, a dead horse rushed in, his body decayed for the most part, revealing pale bones, sparkling glitter in his eye socket, full of desire to devour, and hatred for the living.

Li Qingshan glanced at him and had already detected the existence of the corpse horse. He just didn't expect it to really rush up. "Even the most basic sense of fear doesn't exist? ”

In the deserted village, a villager walked out of the street alley, his body was semi-corrupted, and he moved slowly and rigidly. Seeing Li Qingshan as if he was hungry for three days, he saw a piece of meat and flocked over. There is no shortage of light spirited beings, but a ghost of unjust souls.

A phoenix!

Li Qingshan spread his wings high and turned into a fire. He swept away to Wanghui Yuan, and the desert village behind him turned into ash in the flames.

The earth flew backwards and backwards, and there were also many cities and pond villages, swallowed up by death, spread out thousands of miles!

Because of the proximity to the vast gate of the Xuanyin Sect, the Xuanyin Sect disciples are quite good at “man” sea tactics, which also makes the flying locust king have a constraint. Therefore, the impact of locust plague is not great. Instead, it brings many people together here. I didn't expect to escape locust plague and encounter this kind of extinction disaster, which unifies into a corpse.

A large city appeared on the horizon, unable to reach the size of Qinghe Fucheng City. It was also a capital city, and the prosperity had become an old dream. It had completely turned into a ghost parade, amounting to millions, even though the horror films seen in previous life could never be compared.

Li Qingshan, recalling that she had heard the Holy Mother of White Lotus in order to refine a Fabao massacre city of 200,000, felt shocked. Now she understands what human life means like grass mustard. She cannot help but sigh. She still fails to understand the indifference of "Heaven and earth are merciless, with all things as dogs”.

Flying over the city pool, he suddenly descended from the sky, accelerating with gravity, like a meteorite, dragging a long tail flame and falling into the heart of the city.

A wave of earth swept the city, and everywhere, the buildings collapsed, burying countless corpses, like a great earthquake, or a great earthquake!

Looking again, the towering pool has become a ruin, looking at my hands, "This is my power today, my destructive power, or is it just a mirror split, what am I going to do with that power? Save the world, do justice? Or do whatever you want? ”

Fly away, keep moving, one word on the ruins of the city, drifting with the wind:

“I'm sorry for your misfortune, but I'm not fighting for you! ”

Coming 300 miles from Wanghyuan, Li Qingshan lowered his voice: “All the light! ”

The field of view suddenly pulled closer, and the Million Haunted Abyss was clearly pictured on the turtle's armor, and he couldn't help but be surprised: “That is! ”

A tall white bone tower rises to the sky, but it only looks like a base has been built. It's hard to imagine the height after completion. Do you want to connect with the sky?

Many figures on the white bone tower are busy, as if they were hard-working builders in the city.

However, when Li Qingshan exhibited full illumination, all of these “construction workers" felt it and turned around.

The caster is a head king, and the supervisor is a constantly changing ghost, a translucent tentacle punched on the back of a body king, looking light and almost gentle, but the body king trembled, and Pharaoh's wounded skin split a whip.

“Go on, don't stop! If you can't finish it in time, not only can't you be accommodated in the heavens and the earth, but you can't be accommodated in the Hungry Path! ”

The ghost's icy gaze swept Li Qingshan through the spirit turtle Xuan nail, making him feel as if a snake had climbed behind him. He couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows. Whatever Hungry Ghost wanted, it was a must for Xiao An Situation. If he put it aside, it would be a disaster to come to Japan!

Unlike the war against the magic army, however, the corpses had set their heels and laid out their formations, and the half-cutted white bone tower, although incomplete, had apparently begun to work, making him feel in great danger.

And the hungry ghost gate below was torn bigger than the original Banyan abyss, as if the hungry ghost opened his mouth and swallowed it up by them.

……

Pang Ru's mountainous Qingzhou Ding was submerged in thick green, and replaced by a giant tree, a dragon-like root system on the tortoise, Li Qingshan was still motionless.

The sun and moon stars changed, the time point drifted away, Qingzhou Ding sent a slight noise, deep into the rootstock, is flourishing, slowly propping up the cracks, a slight cracking.

There was heavy rain in the sky, washing the land infested by demons, and the remaining Great Buddha Mountains stood in a grey rain curtain. The rain drained into a large river that rolled down and surrounded the great banyan trees.

Li Qingshan opened his eyes and his body gradually changed, releasing a wave of shocking power, Qingzhou Ding made a honking bell Dalu-like buzz.

Boo!

Qingzhou Ding broke into hundreds of millions of colorful dust, scattered heavy rain, thick clouds.

At one time, the sun shines through the canopy crevices and the light shines brightly.

The great banyan tree sways its branches, and the scattered seven-color dust converges on every green leaf, like the seven-color divine tree, once again accelerating its growth.

Li Qingshan flew out of the tree and turned around to look at it. The demonic energy just gushed out of the demon cave. The root system spread rapidly, blocking the demon cave. Deep into the earth, the more the tree is pulled out, the more heavenly it is!

Meanwhile, countless banyan trees have been pulled from all over Qingzhou, and countless living spirits have been surprised to look up.

The smell of the Great Banyan Tree King grew more and more deserted and remote, leaving the usual so-called demonic tribes as if they were spokespersons for the heavens and the earth. And this is just the beginning, and when Jiuding is refined, he can truly become the god of Jiuzhou, the spokesperson of the will of the world.

Li Qingshan asked with a smile: "How does it feel to be the god of Qingzhou? ”

“Not bad, or good!” The Great Banyan Path.

“Can we use heaven and earth to suppress the ghost gate?” Li Qingshan asked.

“No, my power cannot enter it, and what you call the White Bone Tower seems to completely shield the laws of heaven and earth from repression unless it can be destroyed.” The Great Banyan Tree King also said there was nothing he could do, "If you really want to suppress it, you better hurry up, it's too late when the hungry ghost gate is torn even bigger. ”

Li Qingshan touched his chin and was thinking of countermeasures. Yin Qingqing suddenly stepped out of Shuro Yard: “King, can you come to Shuro Yard? Do you know who that kid is? ”