Legend of the Great Saint

The sky was bright blue, and the sky blew past, as if the last of the sons of heaven were screaming.

A hawk tore apart in the sky, and sometime, a hawk circled in the sun.

If the dragon's heart dies and even stops arguing with Qian Yong, it will only make his defeat even more embarrassing, and his pride will not allow him to do so.

But is that it?

If you don't want to, you can't do anything! If it's real power, no one here can take him, and all of us here are not his opponents.

Yet he lost, or failed miserably, like a nightmare that didn't wake up.

The whole world, across Kyushu, is like a dream.

Thousands of negative emotions bred hatred, like a snake biting his heart. What he hated most was not Li Qingshan, not Xiao 'an, not even Qian Jungzhi, but Su Fan, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life.

If she hadn't let herself go, how could she have ended up like this? It was supposed to be the pinnacle of his life, but it fell into the abyss of all things, and it never stopped.

Live and hate by love - defeated by the enemy, killed by the enemy, nothing short of skill, he can openly accept an end like this, or he has long been aware of the way to practice. However, being betrayed by his beloved woman and eventually defeated by a weaker opponent than himself, he could not be forgiven in any case.

The air turbine was abnormally chaotic, almost out of control, and the fire into the demon caused him to have multiple visions, distant fragments of the past that went back almost a lifetime. If he had not been the son of God, I fear he would not have had to be killed, he would have died from the explosion.

The blade was suspended in the middle of the sky and did not fall.

“Why?” Qian Yung opened his eyes.

“Because you are the Son of Heaven, killing you will be reversed. ”

Xiao An put away the Buddha's sword and give his reasons. With a big sleeve, the Immortal Abandoned Sword flew back into his hand, gently touching Sword Feng, almost refined by the Dragon, the sword soul was completely suppressed.

“Really?”

Qian Yong muttered to herself and suddenly raised a will to survive. She deeply suspected that this was influenced by the dragon.

But is there any other way out? She is both Qian Jung-yi and Huang-yi-long.

“Ann! ”

Li Qingshan jumped up and held her tightly in her arms, smelling the light sandalwood between her hair, there was a sense of reappearance as if she had just come back to the world.

“Qingshan.” Xiao An smiled slightly, like a ripple in the shadow.

Li Qingshan calmed down and reprimanded: “Who allows you to do this!? ”

“Not you anyway.” Xiao An threw up his tongue.

Li Qingshan was silent and then saddened. His expression appeared to be all over him and seized together.

All of a sudden I feel the money or the eyes of the dragon, like a snake wrapped around me is unpleasant. Hate could not stop them now if they did not wish to be avenged, but she believed that Xiao 'an must act with due consideration and cast a questioning eye on her.

"“ Aoyama, I want to go somewhere. ”

“To where? ”

“Ling Guo Temple. ”

……

In the past, Ling Guo Temple is now the largest demon cave in Kyushu. The black magic rushes straight into the sky, like the never-ending smoke of wolves, the black clouds cover the heavens and the earth. Miles of land were contaminated, and all living beings were demonized, becoming unusually distorted and violent.

The strange tranquillity in the cave, such as today's cave opening and defenseless, is an unprecedented great situation since the beginning of the encroachment on Kyushu. However, when Xiao 'an opened a demon cave, he opened a killing ring and killed until he opened the cave and no demon dared to come out.

It took a while to release the sentry and sneak up on the situation in Kyushu. However, Tongtian Ghost Tower also greatly influenced the demonic people's determination to invade. Although the magic is vast, it cannot yet be eaten from the hungry ghost mouth.

If the encroaching herbivores of the magic domain are chewed, repeatedly rumbled before digestion. So hungry ghosts are naked predators, tearing up flesh and swallowing large mouths.

Later, the dragon descended from the sky along the climb of the heavenly vine, and the situation in Kyushu became confused. The battle that exceeded the limit of three heavenly robberies, the smell of terror erupted, made the demon king to explore the chestnut, made several promises to the demon emperor, to renounce invasion of this world.

And the demon emperor was silent and had other plans.

Before Li Qingshan came to the demon cave, the demon king, who was good at exploring, had fled back to the demons.

Looking at the unpredictable cave, Li Qingshan remembered what Luo Xiaoming had said and understood what Xiaoan wanted to do.

“Why?” Qian Yung stared at the sword in his hand and asked again.

Xiao An didn't answer the question, just said, "Go! ”

Qian Yung stared at her face, turned to the demon, the shadow gradually blurred, came to the edge of the demon, looked back, jumped into the demon, disappeared into the rolling magic.

In the abyss of darkness, the hearts and minds of all beings are gradually stripping away from each other. He or she is no longer the son of Kyushu's destiny, even if it is impossible to turn back.

Later, a skeleton bead flew away, leaving only three burial vests, and gradually peeled off from his body.

Li Qingshan's travelers were about to leave, and suddenly a hysterical dragon was sounded in the cave. It's not just expressing a carved hatred, it's exasperating the ecstasy of escape, or it's just getting into the demons.

Xiao An asked uncertainly, "Am I wrong? ”

Li Qingshan shrugged his shoulder: “Whatever! ”

Jiuding has been crushed. Once he leaves Kyushu, the Dragon is no longer the Son of Heaven, and it is impossible to return. He even hopes that the dragon will be able to devour the money and return to himself one day.

Looking at Luo Xiaoming, the same light flashed in his eyes. Even though the two great realms differed, it still felt bad to be chopped to pieces by a sword. It would be better if he had the chance to avenge Snow Hate.

“Who do you think will win? ”

“Hard to say, you've seen the power of the Yang God with your own eyes, and that woman will most likely be the son of the magic. God is the winner? Man wins? This is a truly unbeatable path! ”

“Son of Heaven, is it that easy? Those demons aren't all vicious! ”

“A group of pathetic people driven by demonic hearts, accidentally and completely demonized into beasts, constantly glorified, hoping to receive more charity, but only ‘hypocrisy’. ”

Luo Xiaoming was very disdainful to the demons, Ashuro Dao was after all a good way in the six rounds. But the evil deeds he did, I fear, were comparable only to the Twelve Demons.

“Hypocrisy! ”

Li Qingshan still heard the word for the first time, but thinking about the customs of magic places, he couldn't help laughing. It must be an insult to insult people in magic! In the future, you can use it. He still has a bet in the magic!

Follow the ancient bloody vows, go to the deepest depths of the evil realm, challenge the invincible demons, think about it. It's a little bloody hot!

In the meantime, a moving, unpredictable voice burst out of nowhere: “Geez, I didn't expect you to really get mixed up, let me count how many days you have left! ”

Li Qingshan frowned: “Su Fanling! ”

Su Fan raised his chin and smiled. “If you want to escape from Poor Qi, kneel down and beg me! ”

When the Poor Demon came to Kyushu in the past, she didn't feel anything. The contents of the Pluto's blood oath were well investigated.

Luo Xiaoming was surprised: "Poor devil? ”

Li Qingshan stared closely at Su Fanming and told Luo Xiaoming, an important ally, what had happened.

Luo Xiaoming glared at her eyes and lost her voice: “The blood of the river! Five hundred years. Did you know the last five hundred years were a trap? In a world like this, cultivation cannot be improved at all, and it would be futile to stay for another 5,000 years. ”

“And even if it really gives you 500 years, Poor Qi is the true demon who has survived seven days of robbery, and is one of the best in the entire six rounds of the 3,000 world. Or go to the magic of the Tinker Mountain duel, where even the true master of the Abnegation Palace of Heaven can't help him! ”

Li Qingshan two hands: “What can I do, who makes me so attractive? Poor Qi must make me the second person in Qingshan. If I were to reach the magic, I might be the son of some Raushizi's destiny, I would have led the unified Kyushu army long ago, and I would still have to fight the dragon? ”