Legend of the Great Saint

The voices were not set, and the heavens and the earth roared.

At the center of the cloud whirlpool, the hovering thunderclapper: the knife, the sword, the trident, the axe and the fork.

Instead of chopping it off, it became an array of momentum, and the roar slowly dropped.

Thunder dragon scolding, electric snake dancing, between the eight thunderbolts, hidden intertwined in the form of innate gossip.

This treatment has never been even proud of the fact that even six heavenly robberies took place.

Li Qingshan looked like a punch in the empty space, his heart felt tight, and suddenly there was a feeling of great difficulty.

Ray is condemned and punished.

It was only a test for the common practitioner, but he seemed to have committed a great sin against the heavens.

The sky was angry and determined to turn him into ash.

There is no prayer for sin in heaven.

“Awesome! Ten times Phoenix Nirvana is useless without breaking this array and waiting for this thing to cover its head. Besides, I've only got one time left, and I'm still a pathetic pervert. ”

Li Qingshan was trying to do the magical work, and the scene in front of him changed.

The tent was dark and the mountain peaks stretched, but he turned from the demon to a teenager and returned to the village of the bull that had been destroyed in the war. He was lying under the cow shed, and a green bull lay under the trough.

Not by meditation: "Niu! ”

Bad in the heart, this illusion becomes more and more real, even the feeling of the haystack stabbing on the body, is clearly discernable, hard to tell the truth.

“I brought pride into illusion and play, and now the reward comes too quickly. ”

Xiao An saw him blinded, "It's the Five Shadows! ”

If he had practiced the Book of Easy Heaven, it would not have been a big problem, but his pubic deities had been extinguished in cold blood, and he had to suffer from it if he had been completely destroyed.

The evil of the demon's head does not come down to lightning, not to mention at this time.

Xiao 'an's voice came through the thunderbolt: “Qingshan, Wuyin is: color, receiving, thinking, row, knowledge. All kinds of colors, all kinds of bitterness, all kinds of thoughts. Then it makes the behavior paranoid, unconscious, and obscures the heart. If you want to fight the Five Shades, you need to break the hue first. Everything in front of you is illusory. ”

A peasant woman shouted and shouted: “Li Er, get up and work! ”

Li Qingshan smiled: “So now we meet the 'Sex Demon’. ”

The peasant woman was angry: "Li Er, what are you talking about? ”

Qingniu raised his head and looked at him quietly.

“But this is not an illusion, though it is an illusion! ”

Li Qingshan resolutely said, there is no doubt. There is an unprecedented gesture of indulgence, albeit at stake.

Yes, all the things that have happened along the way, including mirage dreams, are not illusions.

Once upon a time, teenagers no longer needed knives to be bold.

Qingniu nodded with a smile, but the farmers became more angry, the yelling sounded more difficult, and the illusions became more realistic.

“But so noisy, so annoying. Turtle Town Sea! ”

Li Qingshan's heart is calm as water, his eyes are clear and spiritual, and the hole penetrates all illusions. Restored the body of the demon and returned to the mountain.

Looking up at the eight thunderclaps that came down, he said with a smile: "Isn't this all hue? Yet when people are killed, they die. What you say is broken is nothing but deceit yourself. ”

Little Ann smiled and stopped talking.

“Huh, if you don't fight me, I'll fight you! Wind!”

Li Qingshan suddenly opened the wings of Fengshen and spread hundreds of wings. He shot eight thunderbolts and seemed to sweep to the sky to rob the clouds. He returned a Lang Lang Qian Kun.

Boom!

The heavens and the earth vibrated, the lightning was blazing, and the sky swept into a minefield.

Eight gossipers, thunder and wind.

Thirty-second gossip, Thunderwind Heng.

The wind is pounding!

Li Qingshan, in order not to accumulate momentum in heaven, provoked a great war. Ten thousand hectares of lightning struck him with a falling force.

Underfoot Ozawa evaporates in an instant, revealing a dry tortoise. He stepped deep into the earth with a pair of iron hooves and fixed his heel. Force from the ground, a punch into the sky.

“Break!”

The fist broke through 10,000 hectares of lightning, heavily bombarded the void, and the waves of vibration spread out in a round. It broke an array of eight pieces of gossip formed by the Thunderclad, and the sense of oppression at stake was one of a kind.

Even though his majestic demonic body was still submerged in lightning and trembling paralyzed, the vast majority of thunderbolts were introduced into the earth beneath his feet, causing no substantial harm.

Ordinary lightning strikes are not enough to kill him. The real threat is still the eight lightning strikers!

Before it was too late, the feeling of paralysis suddenly became painful.

Every inch of skin, blood, bone is * *, straight through the soul, even though hell is torture.

Biting his teeth tight and half kneeling, he had the illusion that the thunder had been looted and turned into ash.

At the next moment, however, the pain becomes joy, as if rising to the sky, through the heavy robbery of the cloud, to reach the western world of joy, it is time to die.

And the next moment, it's going to hell again.

Bitterness and joy, sadness and joy, constantly overlap. I can't help but recall the pain and happiness of my life.

Whether you crawl hard on ice sword cliffs in a blizzard or blow up ice sword cliffs with pleasure. All this, together, we want to laugh and cry. It's not an illusion, it's more than an illusion.

Xiao 'an said: "If you can't break the hue, you have to ‘suffer' all sorts of misery. ”

“Okay! What would it be like to live without these experiences? ”

Such feelings are not repressed by the tortoise, nor are they willing to repress.

Li Qingshan converged his mind and recalled his recent experience with Phoenix Nirvana.

This body is indestructible, this heart is immortal, and it bears all sorrow and bitterness. If the time is good, you would rather burn to ashes, then you can consider fleeing as Ming Zhe. As cowardly as you resent the people of Heaven, pray to God for Buddha.

The heavens and the earth are dark, the swords and the spears, the axes and the hooks and the forks, the eight thunderbolts, all penetrated deeply into the body.

If the cow demon skins were not carried out in time at the last minute, it would have to be unloaded in eight pieces.

Let him bring thunder into the earth, his body is still torn by an inch, but not a drop of blood is shed, and his apparatus is evaporated by thunder. In the blazing flashes of thunder, a tiger bone is hidden and fractured.

He stood still, silently endured all this, pulled out a handle and broke it, crushed it, and then got up and fought again.

Xiao 'an said: "Aoyama! ”

The wound has not healed, leaving a tragic void in which no fleshbone is visible and is severely traumatized. But somehow, his standing body became more and more ambitious, as if to unite with the earth, gazing through the deep swirls of the clouds, into the high heavens.

The sky seemed to be provoked by this look, bursting, a low roar, the broken thunder regrouped between the eyes, leaving only a giant sword of thunder.

Li Qingshan did not move, the small world in his body slowly operated, with God to change the inner deterrence of demons, with demons to resist the heavenly punishment, the general changes were tolerant, as if he had everything under his control. It is indelible and unshakable.

The Devil 9 changed, just to stay the same.

Xiao Ann closed her eyes peacefully: “We won. ”