Legend of the Great Saint

“Good Buddha enemy! ”

Teacher Dong was angry and crossed. She felt the death intent she had not felt in many years. Suddenly, the wavy blue shirt on her body swelled up, revealing the colour of cold ice and resisting the Sword of Buddha alive.

It turns out that the long shirt was a picture roll, painting thousands of years of ice and 10,000 loads of frozen earth.

Xiao An Jianfeng turned, the cold ice broke, the clothes cracked!

Master Dong backed away and was greatly shocked. His “Cold Xuan Painting Clothes” was a treasure of defense. He could not resist her sword! But finally, I bought some time and suddenly opened my arms and drank: “A million pictures! ”

Boo!

Hundred scrolls of painting shafts unfold together, including mountain water characters, flower bird fish worms, hell evil ghosts, and the wonderful realm of heaven. Each painting has a wonderful use, or is a powerful presence for three heavenly robberies, or can derive powerful spells of ice thunderbolt, and the illusion is interwoven into thousands of general colors and colors.

And a hundred paintings in one, you can make your own field, all inclusive.

He alone can withstand dozens of archbishops working together, and the master is the head of the Third Duke. It is not a waste of notoriety!

A hundred rolls of strange paintings had just unfolded, and the blood had brushed, all disappeared, falling into a long, bloody beard.

“Space Phantom!” Mrs. Dong's face changed.

Xiao 'an has a sword in his right hand and a hammer in his left hand. He is still faceless, as if he had anticipated everything.

A string of skeleton beads scattered out on his wrist, turning into a skeleton to bite Mrs. Dong all over his body and down. The sharp teeth quickly tear off the true qi of the protective body and then bite the flesh.

But the strange thing is, no matter how the skeleton bites, the wounds on Mrs. Dong always heal quickly, and without a drop of blood, the three obscure white bone fires cannot be ignited, as if it were just a puppet without flesh here.

Teacher Dong relied on the bone magic bite and watched Xiao An coldly.

At this moment in the far reaches of Longzhou, a self-portrait of the Master Dong hung in the deepest depths of the Taishi Mansion, exactly the same figure and expression, where the skeleton demon bit, the portrait broke a little.

This is the supreme scholarship of painters - drawing souls as a double!

Without extinguishing the soul, without dying as a double, the body will not suffer any harm, while immunizing itself from many unique attacks, whether by ordinance or by sanskrit white bone fire.

The weakest circle of painters is themselves, although they can manipulate many powerful scrolls, but if they are destroyed, everything is empty, so they create these magical spells. When the enemy triumphs with an assassination, it crashes raw onto the iron plate and falls instead into the fence.

“A Fabao in the district also wants to trap my hundred rolls of wonder paintings, Buddha enemies, must let you crash here today! ”

Teacher Dong prompted a hundred volumes of wonder paintings, and on the bloody sea beard, the colours were stirring up, and it was about to break out.

Xiao Ansha bled the beard, holding the handle of the sword with both hands, a pair of barefoot white near transparent, gently treading on the yellow sand, without leaving any trace, waved the sword again.

This sword is like an antelope hanging horn, untouchable, as if it were with the heavens and the earth, and not a hint of strength.

Master Dong's eyebrows wrinkled tightly. This Buddha enemy's swordplay is so powerful, it can be made powerful and weird by various means. No wonder he can create such a terrible evil in Pearl City. If you don't have a soul to paint, you're afraid you'll have to turn the boat in the gutter today.

But when he looked into those empty eyes, there was a terrible horror that couldn't be described in words, something must be wrong! It's too late to go back and get stuck with the skeleton.

Blade cut his neck and splattered with blood, igniting a trifle of white bone fire in the middle of the sky.

The self-portrait in the Taishi Mansion suddenly split a mouth, no matter how the skeleton bit it, the only thing that was broken was the painting, but this mouth cut the paper and fell on his neck.

“How is that possible?! ”

Mrs. Dong glared at her eyes, filled with incredible things. Dead silence swallowed her whole body and forced her to cover her neck with her hands, kneeling like a mortal. Desperately trying to get rid of the yuan baby, but with the same scar on the neck of the yuan baby in the body.

Blood spilled from his fingers, falling on the yellow sand, a white flame, he tried to raise his head, that beautiful face still had no expression, the night wind raised the black hair in white, as if death itself.

With a blast, the pale flame spread, covering the entire self-portrait, flashing into ashes.

Everything happened in a flash, no one else understood what had happened, so Mrs. Dong burned, the pale flame erupted from the seven know-how, and her heart was frightened to add:

“Master! Maestro! ”

Qian Danqing gasped and flew across the sand dune, shouting: "No! ”

Half a month ago, in order to enter the painting cemetery to seek the protection of Li Qingshan, he learned that Li Qingshan was no longer in this world. He was greatly disappointed. He had intended to make his own breakthrough in Chizhou, but Xiao 'an took the initiative to take over the matter because it was a promise he had made.

There was no word between them along the way, she was more stranger than ever in her memory, and the colourful face gave him not attraction but fear, not even being able to outline a picture of her in her heart, in vain, seemingly devouring all colors.

A moment ago, when she suddenly accelerated her flight, he had a bad feeling in his heart that he could not easily catch up, but saw the scene.

Teacher Dong's position in the artist's apprentice is extremely high. She has also copied many of his paintings. If she had to, she would never want to fight him. I didn't think she had killed someone.

Xiao 'an grabbed the bloody beacon and spit out a hundred rolls of wonder paintings, nothing of master, and landed on the ground.

Swing it again and all practitioners will be caught in the bloody sea. At the same time, with his wrist raised, the skeleton rose to high altitude and scattered in all directions.

The raging sea of blood devoured all the practitioners and only spit out their magic tools.

Those practitioners who were dispersed by Master Dong were all shot and killed by Skeleton Canyon Pearl Cave, and burned into a group of three obscure white bone fires, very bright in the desert where the night will come.

So no one survived.

The desert returned to silence, except for the wind.

When the moon rose to the sky, it was silent opposite to the sunset.

Qian Dan stared at the scene and asked angrily: “What have you done? Why did you kill them? They are not your opponents at all...”

Xiao An turned back and his silent eyes stopped all the words.

Qing Dan Qing Xin Shen Chestnut, suddenly there is a clear understanding that she will really kill herself, as if killing these people, only connect them with Li Qingshan's promise!

At this moment, in the midst of the sunset meeting with the moon, the mirage in the middle of the sky suddenly burst out with a glorious colour, ever-changing and beautiful.

Sun, moon, Tonghui, open the tomb!

But the glorious change did not appear in her eyes, staring deep into the night sky, and finally saying, “You should go in. ”