Legend of the Great Saint

As if a group of dark ink spilled between the heavens and the earth, a thousand red flashes and a million golden lights.

Mountain rivers and lakes that emerge in the void, like mirrors of a sea city blown by hot winds, become blurred and quickly disappear.

The spider-web-like fissures over Dragonhead Mountain are unbearable as if they were the Jong-Yu Palace. Tens of millions of years of boulder buildings, such as sand sculptures on the beach, have been crushed by waves of sea tide.

However, the red light gradually dimmed and drowned in rolling gold.

He is a demon king who is hostile to God and cursed by all creation. By himself, he can fight against the glorious Heaven and the will of all businesses.

The sword was perforated and sharp. Unconsciously, the fine cracks filled his male and healthy body, forming a bloody wound, like a bronze apparatus that had been eroded by the years, peeled off one by one.

He didn't realize that every strip burned, turned into the flame of the stars, the cracks as if they were tortoised earth, and the hot lava rushed out, causing all of him to burn and rush up against the golden currents, rushing to the dragon.

In a blast, the blade and blade interlaced, Li Qingshan and the dragon's eyes crossed, one like a fiery fire, one like gold, has never shaken a bit.

Yet real gold is not afraid of fire, but the flames burn out.

With a bang, Li Qingshan's body collapsed and turned into tens of thousands of flames.

The last razor knife spins out and falls straight from the top of the mountain, adding a deep sword mark.

From the Battle of Jongyu Palace to now, first the Great War Golden Dragon, then the King of the Imperial Dragon, the body is already near the limit, after the breaking of the Eight Dings, it is more likely to collapse, and then face the brilliant sword of the Dragon, the solemn outburst of all power. Instead of being slaughtered by this sword, it is more of an initiative to burn itself out.

Dragon's eyebrow showed a blood mark, blood flowed down, he didn't move, stared at the flames, once again waved the sword away.

Xiao An tried so hard to motivate the fairy to abandon the sword, but did not respond half the time. His heart was very anxious: “Send me there! ”

“Calm down and trust them. If we eat this sword, we die. ”

Gu Yan Shadow, even though she has the speed of peng, if it is close to the dragon, once it is deliberately locked by Tianzi Sword, there is absolutely no escape.

A sound of phoenix, reunion of fire, rebirth of Li Qingshan Nirvana, without waiting for any magic, was grabbed by an invisible force, and locked by Heavenly Sword.

The golden light flashed in the eyes of the dragon, and the second sword swung abruptly.

“The Dragon Heavenly Sword. A sword all over the world. ”

Li Qingshan looked up and the swordman split up. The warning sign in his heart made a big scene. He knew that this sword dragon was a must-kill heart.

If he dies again, he will have to turn into an egg of phoenix. I'm afraid the dragon won't have to wield a third sword, and Sword Mang Yuwei alone will be enough to destroy it.

Because after a series of struggles, the Dragon has understood one thing. Without the total destruction of Li Qingshan, the war will not end. As long as this traitor is killed, the enemy will no longer be a threat to him.

At the juncture of life and death, Li Qingshan was also fearless. He drank heavily and was awaiting his fist wave. A figure was blocked in front of him.

“Ming! ”

Luo Xiaoming's arms falsely embraced, which nurtured a deep darkness, constantly swallowing the sword and sword.

However, in the face of this absolute power gap, even the godson of Ashuro could not resist.

In the blink of an eye, the darkness broke. He nodded at Li Qingshan and then crushed the bones, blocking the sword with flesh and blood.

Li Qingshan shouted and spread his wings. He rose to the sky and jumped to the dragon in the air. Grasp the nine days of breath and once again activate the earth force field, connecting each other tightly.

A strong color flashed in the eyes of the dragon, with this gravity, waved the sword down.

The twisted blade is like a golden lightning bolt, deeply stabbed into Li Qingshan's chest, the sword flashed, destroying his body.

Instead of avoiding, Li Qingshan opened his arms and held the dragon tightly. Instead, Li Qingshan applied the cow demon pickup card to take out the blade. Open the blood basin mouth, bite on the neck of the dragon, four blade fangs were broken by the dragon scales, the rest of the teeth still raw tearing the dragon scales, drinking dragon blood.

Gu Yanshadow arrived with Xiao An in his arms, and instantly came behind the Dragon, the Buddha sword silently stabbed.

Dragon frown wrinkled, dragon claws grabbed backhand, five fingers tightly clasped sword.

Xiao 'an rode the speed of Gu Yan Shadow, the sword was also unprecedented in strength. He was born through the dragon claw blockade. In the sound of a metal friction, he continued to stab the dragon vest, but was blocked by the golden dragon scale, and could no longer be inclined.

As if time had stalled at this moment, Li Qingshan had already been badly wounded. Simply by breaking free from the constraints, the dragon could return to undefeated ground, and no one could ever block his path again.

At this moment, his ear sounded as if it was reciting a scripture, without any sacred solemnity, but filled with profanity.

The three burial vests, which had been floating in the air, descended from the sky, wrapping the four of them together in groups.

A man flew out of the package and struck heavily on a ruined dragon head mountain. Heran was Li Qingshan. His seven know-how bled and his body was sore. He also had the sword thrown away by the immortal in his chest.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Yanshadow and Xiao 'an also flew out of the package.

Li Qingshan relieved slightly. He wanted to get up and fight again, but could not move. His body would collapse at any moment because he was covered in five dirty pieces and his pulse was broken. If the dragon had stabbed me a few more times, it would have turned into an egg.

In any case, it was his last attempt, but he did not know whether the result would be success or failure.

Only in the sky the package kept rolling, Xiao An's hands together ten times, Bao Xiang solemnly, thin red lips hurriedly opened, reciting blasphemy scripture, the soul bell between his waist kept ringing, as if he was performing a ceremony of super burial.

The package quickly became smaller and turned into a luxurious piece, wrapped around the dragon, with a string of white marbles around his neck, as if he had changed from being a Buddhist housekeeper in the summer.

It is the three burial coats and the skeleton rosary that the beads and the rosary are.

The scriptures rushed, the ringtones were chaotic, the skeletal beads turned into a craggy and funny skeleton, and a string of scriptures appeared on the three burial vestments, exactly as she used to recite the scriptures.

Triple voices chase each other, this ups and downs, and merge into one another, making noise to the extreme.

If the dragon waves the heavenly sword and there is a whistle, then the voice is buried in the three obscure white bone fires of the arts and crafts, and the people are calling out: Come to us, there will be no more pain and fear, this is the world of joy!

Li Qingshan felt irritable when he heard it. He hastily urged the spirit turtle to suppress his mind.

“Shut up! ”

The dragon covered his ears and twisted his face. A hell of a snake drilled out of his squamous armor, his head toward Xiao 'an, seemed to be listening in his side ears.

The world is like a Fire House, and all beings suffer. Bitter sea, who reaches the other shore.

“Is this the Three Burial Scriptures of the White Bone Bodhisattva?" ”