Legend of the Great Saint

Chapter 1277: Eating Everything, Storm Meteor

Li Qingshan couldn't help but squeeze his hands together for nine days, shaking slightly all over his body.

Instead of being filled with a shell that makes you feel like you want to explode, that power is infinitely thick, wrapping him gently in it.

These nine days, he needs neither refining nor being able to be refined, and if he wants to use it, he will use it; if he doesn't want to use it, he will use it here.

Any spiritual power contained in spiritual stones will drain, but its power will endure.

Gu Yan Shadow stared at Xiaoshan. Even though Xiaopeng had great eyesight, the distance of 10,000 miles was as small as gravel. He was worried: “Xiaoming, why isn't he out yet? Is something wrong? ”

Luo Xiaoming said, “You care about him! ”

“Yeah!” Gu Yanshadow laughed and didn't cover it up.

“Beware of broken hearts for selfish reasons. ”

“Thanks for the reminder, I've been careful to control it. But if I had a strong heart and even a little selfishness, I would have been almost on fire, hoping to be like him in the future.” Gu Yanshadow smiled.

“That's true. I wonder who taught him that? ”

Luo Xiaoming, think of Li Qingshan. This guy is completely selfish. He never treats any emotion as an obstacle. Sometimes even optimistic is almost naive, but only if he can be brave and refined. He had to admire the fact that the smart brain melon was not very smart, but could see everything.

The only exception, however, is that the journey they are traveling on is too personal, too invisible, and I don't know what kind of charm that Xiao 'an has, so that he can't forget.

“Want to come from someone over nine days! ”

Gu Yanshao felt that in the decades of his dealings with Li Qingshan and Luo Xiaoming, his horizons were much wider and no longer confined to the small Kyushu, not to mention the identity of the daughter of the eagle god.

Luo Xiaoming joked: “If he dies, we won't have to go to Kyushu. ”

“No, that's going back to Kyushu.” Gu Yan Shadow's heart is firm, for promises, and for personal reasons, the end of the trip will never change, “at least let him go into the earth for peace! ”

“Well, then, wish our friend Lee a long life! ”

Luo Xiaoming shrugged his shoulders, but he was also surprised. If he didn't insist on this, he wouldn't be eligible to join him?

“Look, he's out, like he's happy! ”

Li Qingshan's figure leapt out of the crevice of the hill. He stood in the hill and growled in his heart: “You two bastards, enough! You're dead! You're dead! You're dead! ”

Though they are 10,000 miles apart, the three people's ideas are connected. Even the strong emotions in their hearts can sense each other. Otherwise, Gu Yanshadow would not be happy or unhappy to see Li Qingshan's expression from such a distance.

Gu Yan said: “Ha, how about nine days of breath? There's no such thing as a legend. ”

“Nine days of breath, though it is inexhaustible, is not that easy to apply. ”

It is common sense that Luo Xiaoming Dao, the closer the power to the source, the more difficult it will be to apply.

“Huh, show me!” Li Qingshan forked his legs, his left hand straightened his waist, his right hand grabbed his breath for nine days. He lifted it up hard and shouted in his heart: “Please give me strength, I am Qingshan! ”

A powerful and invisible force spread instantly in the void, and the mountains became turbulent, not to mention a small meteorite, even the debris of the world began to move and converge in his palms. Originally the world debris was pulled by gravity, but it didn't know how many times as well.

For a moment, his palms seemed to be the center of this void universe, and Peng had to wiggle his wings to resist this gravity.

“This...”

Not only can Gu Yan Shadow not speak, even Luo Xiaoming is staring. Where is this or the demon king? Is the greatest utility of nine days' rest a gift of manpower? Instead of building holes in heaven and on earth or something, no, it's impossible, the world's origins don't matter at all, let alone “give” any power, which must be the case.

“He just shouted, don't take it seriously. ”

Gu Yan Cinema said, Ming's emotions were too intense, even she heard. She has known Li Qingshan for many years and obviously knows his style better.

“Okay!”

Luo Xiaoming couldn't help laughing. Perhaps only he could use the power in the nine days of breath so simply and brutally. Perhaps the nine days of breath was prepared for him. His strength had not increased tenfold. Never heard of a practitioner of three days of robbery, could have such power. Even his son, Luo Xiaozi, had no such means at that time:

“But what does he want? ”

Continuous gravitational pull, pulling everything in the void, be it the Heavenly Wind Medal or the Disha Yuan Magnetic, the Million Mountains or the World Debris.

“Just ask him directly. Hey, Aoyama, we've already seen how good you are. You can come back and catch up!” Gu Yanshadow cried in his heart, hiding behind a mountain to protect himself from the violent meteorite rain.

“Hey, where the hell is this?” Li Qingshan didn't just want to show off his strength. When the first meteorite flew in front of him, he sank: “Mirror flowers, water moon, is also fantastic! ”

His feet, mirror-like waters, spread out for thousands of miles in an instant. The meteorite fell into it, swung a round of ripples and disappeared.

Meanwhile, in the small world, a meteorite ripped through the sky, rubbing a spark of air and making everyone look up!

In the illusion of Xuan, Li Tortoise rose up in the courtyard, frowned and pondered, ordinary meteor, or demon star?

Mirrorflower Moon is not only able to make splits, but also to transfer objects between the body and the splits, but only when the splits are getting more and more chicken ribs, this ability becomes useless, until the splits become divine, to finally reactivate, to transfer spiritual power.

All those who looked up to the night sky in the small world were stunned, because the first meteor had not yet landed, with hundreds, thousands and hundreds of thousands of meteors flying at the same time, flooding the original galaxy and filling the entire night sky.

This magnificent and glorious scene is like a dream, as if it were back 10 years ago, when the wings were flying high.

Above Huacheng, Li Fengxian stared drunk and muttered to himself: “Father, is that you? ”

At the top of a big tree, Li Monkey flexed his head: “What the hell is the old man doing?” Who else could have fought such a great battle besides him?

On the snowy mountain in the north, Xue Bing attacked the white clothes, his hands were empty, he did not hold a sword, surrounded by a stream of water, he resisted the thunderbolt of Daodao, he was constantly crushed, and he was constantly recovered. He interpreted the water-soft path completely, but sometimes condensed into cold ice.

As the head of the Snow Mountain Hall, she was responsible for a lot of things, and did not ask Yang Miaozhen to do it with all her heart. However, after so many years of accumulation, she finally reached this point. A copy of "Decadent Water Condensation Resolution", she has completely blended together and added her own changes.

The ferry has risen to 60% certainty.

At most, it was only 60%. By human standards, she was already an elderly person. Although she had mastery, she already had a lot of gray hair on her head. If she waited any longer, she would not be sure of this 60%. I can't help but envy Hu Xian. Although she practiced at an unpleasant pace, she is not flying up today, but she has a long life expectancy.

Mutations in the heavens and the earth also differentiated her. She felt that the heavenly robbery had suddenly made some kind of change, but she had no time to think and focus on the ferry.

Gu Yanshadow exclaimed in surprise: "He's going to be an empty beast! ”

Luo Xiaoming frowned: “Everything else is fine, but world debris is not so much fun! Do you have any idea how much magic he's got? Isn't there only four kinds of demon king? ”

Gu Yanshadow's hands are full: “How should I know if you don't know yet? ”

At this time, the first piece of world debris was finally drawn to Li Qingshan, and his face became heavy. He didn't want to perform a fireworks show in the small world, and the key to this world debris. Will it be possible to cross the barrier of this distant void and send world debris back into the small world?

The world debris falls into the mirror, instantly provoking unprecedented waves, and I don't want the meteorite to go right into it, but it's stuck there, showing a strange sight, half in the void, half in the small world.

“Can't it be? But it should not be absolutely impossible, but my tortoise has become too weak. ”

Li Qingshan separated from the mirror and looked at the fragments of both halves of the world, wrinkling his eyebrows.