Legend of the Great Saint

Chaos, blind, deaf, right or wrong, is chaos and chaos.

The Chaos Demon God is almost the incarnation of the will of the Magic Domain and one of the most powerful demons. But due to its confusion, not only is it unconscious and irrelevant, but the idea of the previous moment will change at the next moment, unable to carry out any long-term plan, unable to effectively gather the party feathers, overall strength is weakest.

He was like a warcraft in a demon god, a terrible "demon beast”.

But there is no doubt about his strength, and the chaotic demons, nothing but natural demons, are very scarce in number, but extremely powerful and strangely unpredictable.

So the same demon king, the old man named Ying-chul, became their commander without dispute, and they didn't even dare to yell.

Even for the magic domain, the Demon King is a precious resource, and killing each other at will is no longer tolerated, otherwise even the winner will be severely punished.

Only chaos is unconstrained, or useless, because chaos is their nature.

No matter how wise and wise Lord Ying-chul seems, his nature is bound to fall into chaos, and it is no surprise that he attacked them for no reason, let alone punished them. Such a mad dog who's not afraid.

Ying-chul's eyes, like chameleons, turned in different directions, closing the eyes of all the demon emperors, the corners of their mouths pulled high to both sides, almost like the root of their ears. The friendly face became strangely distorted.

All demon emperors bowed their heads and dared not look at him.

“Follow my orders and start a great battle. ”

The demon emperors dared not wait. The twelve heavenly demons were running when they came on board. The twelve stone columns lit up. The rolling demons covered the day, and the layers fell down again and again.

The sky looked up proudly and could no longer see the demon emperors. Only twelve demons looked at her silently, as if they were ancient, and she became as small as an ant. Any demon god could crush her into powder with just one finger.

“True martial arts demon, seven lodgings in one. The tortoise is the armor, the snake is the soldier! ”

The sky is proud and fearless, the razor pulls out its sheath, the seven stars in the sun god shine, the surrounding light amplifies, as if it were a goddess of martial arts.

Li Qingshan felt the Yin Gods were about to be cut to pieces. "Do you want to kill me?” Didn't this old man want to surrender to the rebels? Turn your face over.

“Shut up!” The sound of pride in the sky is cold and harsh. There is no human emotion but a fierce slaughter.

Yingzhe's changed color, infinite magic, hundreds of trillion demons, there's no one who doesn't hate not being afraid of the True Wu Emperor, even if it's a mess.

“You are still practicing Xuanwu, that is even more intolerable! Chaos is coming! ”

In the moment, the light of the eleven totem columns dimmed and gathered in the totem columns beneath Ying-chul's feet. The totem of the Chaos Demon God suddenly moved.

Big, round head without eyes, ears, mouth and nose, huge body protruding four thick, short limbs, pink skin like a baby, but covered with blues and wrinkles, ugly and stupid.

Stupid enough to climb a circle on the stone pillar, his head toward Tian Tian proud and Li Qingshan, suddenly split a large mouth like an abyss, making a cry like a baby, but also sharp a hundred times the sound, jumping out of the stone pillar, rushing over.

“Chop!” he said proudly and backwards, waving his sword to face.

That fiercely cold Xuanwu knife poured out the strength and will of her lifelong painstaking cultivation. Even though Li Qingshan's Yin Gods were almost torn apart, she couldn't help but praise: “Okay! However, there is no egg use. ”

The "Chaos Demon” swallowed her up, the big mouth that split immediately healed, and everything returned to silence.

Together, the Twelve Demon Emperors lay down the "Twelve Dollar Demon Shadow Array”, or in the magic, which is already an overwhelming force, all the resistance struggle becomes meaningless, and the fight for life cannot hurt each other at all.

Didn't I just tell you not to kill her? The gossip changed at a glance, but no one dared to ask, anyway, the chaos was originally a gathering place for lunatics.

Young-chul stood up and became the friendly old man: “Don't worry, Daoists, she will soon surrender. ”

Pointing to the twelve heavenly demons, the "Chaos Demon God" huge body contracted and condensed, rolling demons gathered together, sticky as black asphalt, forming a black red egg.

“This is... Chaos Demon Egg!” A demon emperor loses his voice.

“Finally, there are the people who recognize the goods.” Young-chul nodded: “She practiced Xuan-wu, but she could never succumb, but she was not...” She said, pointing to the sky. All demon emperors will. He says "true warrior."

“In this egg of chaos, all thoughts are twisted and confused," he continued. The fur of the skins will accompany, what will, perseverance, faith, all become worthless to mention. You want revenge, don't you? If she comes out again, she might turn into a * *. ”

“Really?” The city of Massachusetts was a big surprise, and he would never touch a finger, even if the battle had fallen. The way to exasperate anger was just to kill a few warcraft, but now suddenly saw hope, and that life immediately stood up.

“As long as you're not afraid of her suddenly getting off the killer in bed. ”

Massacre the city trembled, that life went soft again, the demons laughed.

“Old Slaughter, you go fuck yourself, we'll plunder you by the side. ”

“Well, then, thank you.” The humble arch of the city of Massachusetts: “Everyone is covered in rain, and the bitch will be fucked on a rotational basis, and the brothers will not be left empty. ”

“A bunch of idiots!” Young-chul suddenly shouted, “Are you ready to attack Black Cloud City? Smiling like a stupid pig! ”

The laughter stopped, and the demons dared not speak, except to avoid the madman.

Young-chul's anger came and went fast, and he looked deeply at the chaotic demon eggs in the middle of the great battle.

“A monk who practises Xuan Wu Dao eventually falls into chaos as a demon. This is a wonderful irony for Abnegation Palace. ”

In the eggs of the Chaos Demon, the thought of the Heavy Demon, the chaos distorted, like a tidal wave.

The sky waved a few swords, instantly swallowed up by this endless chaos, afraid to waste any more power.

Li Qingshan said: "The old man wants to turn you into a demon. ”

“I know." he said proudly.

“What should I do?”

“Death." There is not even a hint of fear in Heaven's pride. Instead, it means a bit of relief.

“Remember, we have thirty years to go. If you die, who will I avenge? ”

Li Qingshan was very grieving and unjust and very unhappy. She died and his Yin Gods would certainly not survive.

It is necessary to recall that many years ago, the afternoon of the practice of "Innate Gas Refining", followed by "Decadence and Condensation", "The Unlimited Power of the Sea", "The Demon of the Town", "The Demon of Fighting", "The Eradication of the Emperor", "The World of the Imperial Scripture", and finally this volume, "The Book of Freedom of Heaven".

Refining gas, building foundations, knotting dan, yuan babies, Yin Gods... hard work, pulling shit and pissing it so big, just because such a stupid woman, say no, it's gone.

“You!” Tian Tian proud finally moved: “Are you out of your mind? ”