Legend of the Great Saint

The sky is clear, the stars are brilliant, and fate is flowing.

Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows slightly and listened to his side ears.

“What's the matter?” Qiu Haitang asked.

“Nothing.”

Li Qingshan shook his head with a smile. It was a warning sign from the spirit turtle.

From the moment he lifted the table, his destiny began to change, and the crisis grew worse and deeper. Don't even think about it. It must be the dragon who finds a way to deal with himself. This is the strongest enemy he has ever encountered in his life. There are five odds of winning, too many.

If it fails, it will never survive.

At this moment, no one knows if they can resist watching the wheel of fate slowly crumble down. The reason I'm still standing here is probably just because escape is a worse option. There is great terror between life and death, and he is no exception. But she doesn't have to say much to worry about it.

Qiu Haitang sighed softly, knowing that he was unwilling to share it with women. No, he shared it with anyone. Just snuggle in her arms and give him some more tenderness.

Li Qingshan embraced her and closed her eyes. For a moment, the breath calmed down and gradually fell asleep.

At the same time, an article called "Talking to Li Qiwen" spread the word:

“Li Thief comes from Weiqiao, defies the common sense, kills brother and sister-in-law...”

A dark shadow tore a beautiful woman's clothes and lay beside her bed a man with seven tricks bleeding to death.

“Hobbyism, everywhere, soldier conundrum...”

The dark shadows of Kuai walked out of the village bleeding into rivers, trampled across the wilderness of the dead body, turned a pool into ruins, a pair of eyes increasingly red, the shadow twisted, no longer human.

“Break the cave, open the ghost door. Demon invasion, ghost dancing...”

The twisted shadow of darkness lies high on the throne of the mountain pile of corpses, a pair of scarlet eyes overlooking the mountain, turned into a world of demons, with a horrible smile on the corner of his mouth, his teeth fluttering.

“Slaughter, destroy the heavens and the earth...”

Tens of thousands of miles of wilderness, the earth collapsed, volcanoes erupted, magma flowed across, like a flame river, black smoke poured into the sky, straight as a flame.

“This thief is jealous of God, and the heavens and the earth are not acceptable. Vicious! Vicious! ”

A majestic Mountain Terror Demon King stands in this end-of-day scene, bent as a moon, wings as a cloud, arms as wide as the sky laughs, as if laughing at heaven's powerlessness.

“Whoo-hoo, the world does not exist, and you will be trusted. The heavens and the earth collapse and the earth perish. ”

Numerous creatures are afraid to run away, but they are devoured by the fires and flooded.

“My emperor is the Miao descendant of the Great Yu, the heir of the True Dragon, the grand Emperor of the Great Summer, the crime of hanging people and returning to Kyushu...”

The sky is full of light. The gods descend from the sky in dragons. The blade points directly at the Demon King, and the people look forward to it.

“One man stood up, the world was at the same time; the southern realm of the sea, the north was full of frozen earth. Angry wind clouds, raising the dragon flag; respecting the heavenly punishment, suing Wang Zheng..."

In the glory of all, the gods raised the dragon flag, and the people shouted their arms, as if they were sons of heaven, kings of the world.

“Dragon warfare is wild and its blood is yellow. Dark woo is the mountains collapse, scolding is the wind and clouds change color, all beings are angry and demonized, dragon air rushes and the world is flat..."

The gods blackmailed heavenly intentions and tread on the dragon, leading the people to kill to the devil king. Truly, he is the Lord of the Redeemer.

“My emperor said, swear this thief, as ordained by law! ”

The face of the gods is suddenly clear, it is the Great Summer Emperor Dragon.

In his sleep, this scene repeatedly plays, Li Qingshan's eyebrows wrinkled, like a nightmare.

As if to truly become the King of Terror, full of horror will to destroy everything, to fight the Battle of the Dragon, victory and defeat each other. Every time, however, dreams collapse here and return to the beginning of the text, again experiencing what is truly a fantastic dream. There was a breath in his chest, as if pressing a mountain.

“Li Qingshan, are you scared? Li Qingshan, are you scared? Li Qingshan, are you scared? ”

A voice flutters, echoing back and forth into the dream. Sometimes it's an old man, sometimes it's a young child. Sometimes it's a cold question, sometimes it's a light laugh.

Li Qingshan calmed down for a moment: “That's not me. Why is that scary? ”

A butterfly flew into a dream, changing colors, glittering, and softly laughing.

All images solidify, collapse and disintegrate into an endless field of golden wheat.

In the wheat fields deep beneath his waist, he was no longer the King of Terror, but turned back into the wild teenager of the village. He drank angrily: "Shen Mengbutterfly, you caused the ghost! ”

Sleep is rare, there are dreams, and this kind of nightmare is really disgusting.

The teenager suddenly grabbed it and the butterfly passed between his fingers, dancing around him: "What do you think of that story? ”

The teenager asked, "Is that a dragon?" ”

“Guess what the end is? ”

“I see, he wants to gather the hearts and minds of the world to help him refine Kyushu! ”

He who was the god of the world, the king of the world, immediately understood the plot of the dragon.

This could not have been done, not even in the small world, by the King of Warriors, whom the world reveres. People's minds are complex and varied, let alone the hearts and minds of all beings.

Yet the dragon has the opportunity not only to have the roots of the Great Summer Nation for 5,000 years, but also to embrace the mission of the underworld, and more importantly - a common enemy.

There will be no Savior without the King of the Undead. Fear and hatred are far more powerful than worship and admiration.

This is an incompromising mastermind, when he decides to lift the table from the moment, so that the heavens and the earth can stand opposite each other.

If we do not, however, we have no chance of winning. This step is neither stinking chess nor fantastic chess, it's just a general.

Instead of compromising, the dragon went to war.

Step by step, there is no room for each other.

Wang Mei Wang, die!

“In a story like this, it must be sad to think that the savior hero defeated the Evil King! ”

“Hey, talking to yourself, lying! ”

“There are always more fools than wise people, lies are never easier to accept than truth, there are no more complicated causes and consequences, and there is no confusion between right and wrong. And even if it's the truth, you're really going to destroy the world, aren't you? Of course, you had to. Compared to that man, you clearly have more manhood and mercy, you clearly do not regard life as an ant, you clearly want to protect this world. It's ironic to end up being the most horrible and evil of them all!

“Ha, you don't have to pity yourself because I'm not a good person either! You gave me your dream. What is it? ”

“Please turn around! ”

“Are you going to persuade me to abandon my enemies with the Dragon? ”

“You think too much, just turn around. ”

Li Qingshan turned back suddenly. A woman in a paper umbrella stood just outside her feet. Turning her back on him, the umbrella was full of flowers. It kept fading away, covering her most of her body, but it was not as noticeable as the lip under the umbrella.

The butterfly stopped on her shoulder.

“Shen Mengbutterfly? ”

Lips slightly flashed and dreams shattered.

When Li Qingshan woke up, his voice echoed in his head:

“Long awaited, October 15th, do not fail. ”