Legend of the Great Saint

Quiet chamber

Lotte was very troubled. Big Brother died here somehow. How do I explain that? Did you say to others that Brother Big Brother killed himself and was caught in Hell by Bullhead?

Others must think he made some kind of conspiracy, let Li Qingshan become a scapegoat. He can't afford to murder Big Brother. If Tian Tian is proud to hear about this, he will not be spared!

And he's got a hunch that if he says it all —— the weird manifestation of the bullhead next to him, the whirlpool of spying fate, the terrible holocaust of heaven and earth —— it's only going to get worse.

He was smart for a lifetime, but there was nothing he could do at this time. I didn't know what to do. He could only sit relatively dry with Li Qingshan.

Not knowing how long later, he suddenly found that Li Qingshan's mouth was twitching, his eyebrows wrinkled, revealing a painful color, as if sinking into a nightmare could not wake up, his body slightly trembling.

Deep in hell, heavy snow, cold weather, cold bones, teeth can't help fighting.

Countless tall icebergs, rising to the ice, frozen clouds in the sky, all in a cold, green and white colour.

All around the top and bottom is cold, green and white.

Yet in the blue and white glacier, there are countless red shadows, tangled like corals. He blinked hard and brushed away the frost that condensed on his eyelids, finding it to be a frozen flame, a group of "dead fires”.

The chills deeper, the clothes have long been ripped off, revealing a strong chest, the skin freezing open, the blood has solidified in it, not flowing out, like a dead fire in the glacier, again like a flower of lotus, red demon.

This is the deepest part of hell, in the deepening pain, gradually forgetting how many layers to count, only numbness is left.

The Big Indian Ghost hid far from the glacier and sighed with some pity: “That's it! ”

These eight cold, eight hot hells are the graveyards of countless evil spirits, and when they are completely numb, they will be completely frozen, and they will remain here forever until one day they are blown into ice or burned into ashes by wildfires.

He couldn't help wishing, “Okay, stop right here! ”

This is hell, giving up all hope, and death is the best ending.

But Li Qingshan finally didn't want to give up hope, didn't want to stop, so he moved on.

Barefoot on hard frozen soil, such as on countless rays, the red lotus blossoms around the body, a hint of cold penetrating through.

Instead, he felt much sober, choosing the farthest glacier and walking forward.

The cold wind froze the eyes and turned them into two gray-covered hockey balls. Without any hesitation, the ice iceberg was clearly delineated in his heart and he continued to move forward until he was merciful between the glaciers.

Throw in the cold wind, eat ice, drink snow, fall and climb...

If he could see it, he would find the glacier still out of reach, not even close to one step. Maybe he doesn't care either, just doesn't want to stop.

An unspeakable taste appeared in the heart of the big indigo ghost. “What's the matter with you? ”

Li Qingshan's eardrums had been frozen for a long time. He could not hear any noise. Instead, he had to listen to the awesome wind. He just waved his powerful arms and walked forward with his long and strong legs.

Step over hard frozen soil and step onto a vast ice lake. A wild wind swept through the snow on the ice, freezing at the feet of countless deadly fires, flaming like corals.

All of a sudden, the ice lake collapsed and a long ice valley split open.

He could neither hear nor see, let alone have no power, and fell into the iceberg unprotectedly.

Those frozen dead fires suddenly resurrected, dancing like snakes, warming his cold body, the temperature still rising, sweating like slurry until no moisture, another inch of burning ash, before falling to the bottom of the valley, soaring with the hot wind.

And the big indigo is staring at it, completely understand one thing, he has not been overwhelmed by pain, completely dead heart, will not stop here.

Soon he was reborn in the ashes, trembling in the cold wind, flesh and blood reappeared a red lotus. Before his eyes froze, he took a deep look at the farthest glacier and began a new round of Mercedes-Benz.

“Big Brother, Big Brother! ”

Lotte tried to wake Li Qingshan, not long later, Li Qingshan's eyelashes trembled slightly, slowly opened his eyes, he did wake up, looked at Lotte, the clouds of smoke in his eyes were scattered, the reflection of the glacier still lingered, his lips asked: “How long has it been? ”

“Three days. ”

“Three days? ”

Li Qingshan felt that many years had passed, and he believed that it was not just a delusion in pain, but that the Hell's Law was working.

Instead of staying out of the way, this journey to hell has become even more difficult. Because the pain he instantly experiences is the superimposition of many days in hell.

Despite waking up, the nightmare continues: the cold ice and the flames are repeatedly intertwined, the flesh that is frozen and cracked in the cold is turned to ashes in the heat.

Round and round, suffering endlessly.

“Big Brother, you...” Lotte realized from time to time that his sun god was still in hell and was suffering all sorts of torments.

Li Qingshan pressed his knees, tough to stand up, waved Happy Heaven's hand to help him, walked out the door, and when pushing the door open, turned his head: “Don't tell. ”

Eyes flutter, voices weak, no threat at all.

Lotte felt a great pressure, as if facing destiny itself, lowered her head deeply, "Aye! ”

Li Qingshan smiled at the corner of his mouth. “Thanks!” Disappear outside the door.

“Whoo!” Lotte grows a sigh and falls to the ground.

Li Qingshan fell and crashed back to Xuanzhou Cave Mansion. He pounced a loud noise and fell heavily into the water.

He showed the spirit turtle to change and suppress all feelings before barely recovering a bit of reason: “No… this state… cannot last very long, must go back to the ruins as soon as possible! ”

His willpower, though far superior to that of ordinary man, is not endless, and if he goes beyond what he bears, he will be utterly insane and even dead.

Until then, he must make a choice as soon as possible to completely interrupt the connection between the body and the Sun God, or it will inevitably collapse.

And there is a tremendous risk that if the Yang-god loses control, it may completely split up and even become an enemy to the body, trying to replace it, it will be a terrible opponent with all your secrets.

Such things are common in practice, so many practitioners concentrate the second and third child and refine it into multiple Yin and Yang gods. Although it can greatly increase the speed of practice, especially in fighting the law, it has always been a taboo and is not desirable for the right way.

Li Qingshan was not worried, but thought it best. The ruins are perhaps more dangerous than the path of hell, and if he fails, at least there is a glimmer of hope that he can move on.

So he started the already prepared Falun Formation, and in the moment, the dark blue light blossomed, and a swirl appeared on the water, gradually getting bigger and deeper, until deep into the sea, forming a black void.

The water level dropped rapidly and was sucked into the cave, knowing that the bottom of the cave was connected to the sea, and that the surface was level with the sea. This black void sucked out unknown tens of thousands of tons of water in an instant.

This is -- 10,000 water to the ruins!

Without hesitation, he threw himself into the great swirl, before being swallowed up by the black hollow, with the sun god of hell, while silently remembering:

“Good luck! ”