Legend of the Great Saint

The sky rises, the sky is clear, the mountain peaks, and the sky is surrounded by silence.

All kinds of expressions solidify on your face like a ridiculous mask.

The dragon is almost stuck, the loss of flesh is an unacceptable loss for him, even if it is only a fragile human body, it is also essential for practice, and it is a true dragon body that has been built with great effort.

Instead of leaving the flesh here unprepared, he prepared various defenses, even Li Qingshan raided here and practiced injuries for a moment and a half, but ignored the ability to climb the heavens through the void.

An inch penetrates all defenses and a tiny bit drains all the fine blood.

The green, thin vine thread intertwined into a woman's face and said, “Your Majesty, you're back! Look at the look on your face. It's ridiculous! Did something bad happen to you? Hee-hee..."

“She didn't leave! ”

Gu Yan Shadow was slightly surprised. After doing this, not only did he flee, but he dared to provoke himself. He was almost alone in the face of the thunderous anger of the dragon.

“That's the money, it's funny! ”

Luo Xiaoming was very interested, while the dragon was in the Jongyu Palace, when he lost his physical sensation, it was nothing to ruthlessly yin him. If you dare to provoke him in the face like this, you have to have Superman's guts.

The practice is very strict at the middle level, and the inferior faces the superior, almost instinctively awe, even if standing undefeated, afraid to be afraid. And she should know that climbing a vine is not enough to keep her life safe.

Full of malicious sharp laughter, the dragon woke up, the golden light flashed, as sharp as a sword, cut off his face, roared: “Qian Yongxue, what have you done? ”

As if answering his question, there was a shout around the heavens.

The previous Emperor Big Summer was heartbroken, slightly difficult to detect, but suddenly stabbed his protective treasure, a strong body shell, deep into the soul, and forced the baby.

In that instant, he seemed like a balloon pierced by a needle, full of energy, uncontrollably gushing out of the pinhole, feeling an unprecedented fear of the forest.

Looking at it, the tens of millions of vines came out of the ground, stretched, twisted, wrapped and penetrated in a strange laugh, like a swarm of snakes dancing, during which there was a creepy face.

Turns out the vines are already covered in the ground around the altar, and this is no longer a solemn meteorological sacrifice, but a terrible trap.

And this trap, in a way, was laid by the dragon himself.

Chu was born with a portable climbing vine. It was not until Qian Jung took it away that he grew into a "bonsai" for more than 20 years.

It is because of the pure power extracted from the human path that most of it is used by him to practice, but it is also known how great the need for resources is for the climbing vines. Some chicken ribs will even appear once they have been repaired to some extent.

Without the accumulation of 5,000 years of the Great Summer Dynasty, it would not have grown to this point, or would have stagnated, in almost a thousand years. How pure the extracted spiritual power is, after all, limited.

Once grown, this wonder grass that crosses boundaries and connects the world is by no means a safe and enjoyable flower.

Blood splashed, the Cloud Shadow Crane King resolutely cut off his legs, a crane sounded, spreading his wings, and rushed out of Dragon Head Mountain at the speed of the Yu clan's innate divinity.

Others aren't so lucky. Dong Lu Wang prompted the long sword between his waists, and the bright light was like a wang Qinghuan. At first glance, it was an unusual treasure. One sword fell on the vine, but the sword broke smoothly through the vine, without injuring it. The vine slipped smoothly into his chest and wrapped around the former baby.

The presence of the climbing vine is between the faiths, and the dragon can only be broken by the anger of the Yanggod. The practitioners did not have this means. Even a fine piece of vine wire could not be torn apart continuously. The sword magic treasure was difficult to touch, and the magic of the Divine Master was unharmed. Once they fell into its "claw teeth”, those powerful practitioners could never get rid of it.

Unconsciously, the vines were already filled with the sky, and all those involved in the sacrifice had to be wiped out by the demons.

Dragons don't really care about the lives and deaths of these people, even their descendants, for generations. His whole spirit rests on Jiuding, and that is the key to this sacrificial heaven. Even if he loses his body, the Yang God can complete the final step of the sacrificial heaven.

However, the cruel reality did not leave him even the last bit of luck. The light column quickly dimmed, and Dingzhong vine silk interwoven, had already filled his body, precisely for this moment.

The willpower of all beings converges along a cane filament toward the backbone of the climbing vine, in which there is an invisible figure who wildly steals the triumphant fruit of this sacrificial day.

The so-called hearts and minds of all beings are always exploited every time by ambitious people. The mystery of the human heart is far more unpredictable than that of the underworld.

When the dragon's head fainted, the feeling of "Heavenly Man in One” was gradually moving away from him, deeply feeling the feeling of the Great Banyan Tree King on that day: all planning was vanished at the moment about to see dawn.

As if only one step from the top of the mountain but one foot into the abyss, this strong sense of loss is enough to drive people crazy. He was not mad, but his heart was fierce.

Unwillingness, remorse, poisoning, sadness... all kinds of negative emotions.

“Hee-hee, now I am the Son of Heaven, the Lord of all creation! You all go to hell! ”

Climbing Tendo is like a twisted green snake, Qian Yongzheng's mad laughter is filled with dragon-head mountain, a gifted archbishop, an unspeakable royal nobleman, all the spiritual kings, all crawling under her feet to struggle painfully.

Li Qingshan frowned and recalled a scene many years ago. But then it was just a hill, and now it is the top of the whole Kyushu, even the high emperor, poisoned by it, the trident sand.

“Bitch, you think I can't kill you if you're hiding in a rattan? ”

The dragon roared and pointed like a knife, tearing apart the backbone of the climbing vine. Even though the climbing vines are horrible, they are as vulnerable as ordinary plants in the face of more powerful forces.

He easily grabbed out the money hidden in it and felt the familiar smell coming from her, which belonged to his true dragon blood, because he could not digest it, two dragon horns protruded over his head, covered with scales, but those eyes, rather than dragons, were more like snake eyes, looking brutally at dragons.

His heart grew furious and his eyes sparkled with gold.

She fleshed with flesh and blood, and was swept away by a thousand knives, leaving only one fleshy figure, one of which drilled a brilliant little snake, which looked unusually ugly.

Xiao An Face has no expression and grips the handle of the sword.

Li Qingshan sighed in his heart. I really thought it was getting harder and harder for him to understand when he was older. Even though he doesn't like Qian Jungzheng, he is also clearly resentful and will never die, but even without the blockage of the Kyushu border at this moment, they will not be able to take her from the Dragon.

But instead of stopping for a moment, she was even happier, urging, "Come on, kill me! I have true dragon blood, and this little injury is nothing. ”

When the voice sinks, it's like a snake hissing: “If you kill me, this climbing vine will wither, you won't be able to go back to the human path, and you will be strongly rejected by this world. Killing my true dragon son will surely be hostile to Heaven. That situation is even more worrisome. Li Qingshan is cheaper for nothing. ”

The role of climbing the Tendo is similar to that of the Tong Tian Ghost Tower, which can bring the existence beyond the limits of this world to Kyushu. Just because the Emperor cannot leave the Tower of the Heavenly Ghost, the Dragon almost turns this world into its own garden by all the means reserved and by the advantages of this world.

However, Qian Yongxun is equivalent to a substitute for the dragon to complete the sacrifice, becoming the “true life son”. Even if there is not much power to do it, it is still held by the heaven, and the killing must be rewarded.

The dragon trembled, and naturally he understood that, so he didn't kill the killer. Instead, the mind is more stuffy than it is, almost bleeding out.

The more fierce the demon, there are signs of fire. Worse yet, the destiny has begun to change, and power has been curtailed. If we continue like this, it doesn't amount to Li Qingshan and others fighting each other, we will burst to death and our souls will be scattered.

“With you as a bitch, you dare to swallow my flesh and ruin my plan. Take mine and give it back! ”

With the light of the Lingtai line, throw the sun god into the body and put money into the body. As long as he succeeds in taking possession, he will still be a true dragon, and all his mistakes will be corrected.