Legend of the Great Saint

Turtles lurk at the bottom of the quicksand river, like a rock that has been buried for thousands of years, without breath, without destiny, without sadness, without consciousness, avoiding all the disturbances of the world.

Li Qingshan also seems to have forgotten this body and poured all his ideas into the split body.

The winds whizzed and rapidly approached the horizon, instantly flying over thousands of miles of pure soil, be it cities or wilderness, forests or lakes, blurring into a spectrum of colours: yellow cities, green wilderness, inky forests, blue lakes...

These colors blend and intertwine with each other, making him feel dizzy. I dare not loosen up a bit, just keep pushing harder and harder and harder! A pair of phoenix wings, if slightly delayed, will be torn apart by the wind coming in front of them. Even so, the disintegration is gradually disintegrating from within.

As the tortoise grows bigger, he can pour all his strength into the mirror split, but the split can't have the speed of reaction and physical strength of the body, it can have the power and can't fully play.

But that's enough to make a mess. Neither the speed of the reaction nor the support required for too long, he only needed to escape for half an hour.

The riverbed shook a little, and if you didn't feel it carefully, you wouldn't even notice it.

After the fall of Wolftooth Mountain, the Blue God finally broke loose from the eyes of those orange yellow lions, his coat was broken, his vest was blue and purple, and his blood seeped out, making him look a little wolfish.

Ang Shu looked in the direction Li Qingshan went. Instead of roaring and yelling, he was rather unusually calm. It is no longer an attitude of dominance and cleaning up the portal, but an equal view, or even an enemy.

The order to move the mountains is not only out, then the heavens and the earth will be plundered, but will also come!

Not for these mudstone sculptures, not for this great thunderous temple, but for the whole Buddha Gate!

“Li Qingshan, you must crash here. ”

God's eyes were like electricity, instantly crossed the heavy horizon, locked Li Qingshan, 10,000 miles away, held up the doubles, stepped forward, had come to the banks of the Liusha River, and then took a little time to cross the river with water, another step, another 3,000 miles away.

He chased Li Qingshan at a speed of 3,000 miles, over Chongshan Ridge, rivers and lakes.

All of a sudden, a hundred miles of big city appeared on the horizon, sitting at the foot of his next step.

He can avoid the city just a little bit slower, or by going around a bend. He did not hesitate, however, to step into the city and disappear off the horizon. Only one deep footprint was left behind, which immediately triggered a major earthquake, with countless buildings collapsing, grieving, dead and wounded.

Galaxy Blue God has taken the eighth step, and has stopped in front of Li Qingshan, crossing the two sides, striking a blow!

There is no room for spinning, the mirror is broken like a bubble.

Under the weak water, Li Qingshan opened his eyes and felt shocked: “Even my true esteem can't bear this blow, Phoenix Nirvana is useless! ”

This is the gap between God and man. Once found, it's death.

It's less than an hour, and he's got at least four more minutes.

Galaxy's eyebrows wrinkled, his eyes closed, his thoughts electric, spinning open, capturing a string of lives: “Hiding in the water, um, weak water! ”

Steps back to the banks of the Liquid Sand River, staring at the turbulent and weak water, the clue broke.

If it is an ordinary river, he can clear his hands, then the water is extraordinary and the fairy is difficult to fly. All magic magic masterpieces are constrained and truly the best place to hide.

“Is it just you? ”

The Galaxy Blue God snorted coldly and his mountainous body suddenly collapsed, transforming into millions of Little Galaxy Blue Gods, suddenly pouring into weak water, and the water level quickly rose.

Since the magic is useless, use the most primitive method to search for 3,000 weak water inches by inch.

Li Qingshan's heart is as deep as the sea. He doesn't move, he doesn't panic, he doesn't fear.

The great river is taunting, the passing is like, the transition from time to time.

Minutes and minutes, child hours are getting closer, gloomy and sunny.

The darkness grew deeper and deeper, as if to return to the ruins.

GALANG GOD searched most of the watershed and quickly approached Li Qingshan's location.

At this point, every second lags so slowly.

One minute to go!

The Great Army of the Blue Gods roamed along the riverbed, 10 miles away.

Ten thousand... thousand... hundred... ten... one...

“Found it! ”

Millions of galaxy gods, vibrating 3,000 weak waters, big waves!

Li Qingshan pulled up his sword and split a sword into shocking waves.

The sword was bright and cold, brushing to nearly a thousand Little Blue Gods, but it was only nine cows and a dime.

In an instant, all incarnations are united, overlooking the clouds.

“Wait, I have something to say!” Li Qingshan shouted, hoping to delay it a little longer. Yes, just a little bit is enough.

In response, however, he was crossed down by a pair.

This shocking blow has not yet fallen. The twin strikes have vibrated his Yuan God and opened the door wide, barely holding the ancient bronze sword.

The invisible interweaving of heaven and earth rules blocks all possibilities of evasion.

Want to be a Kirin? We don't have time! No time.

Life and death are so precious and difficult to reach for a second.

I couldn't even turn my mind around, only two words came up: "Oh, shit! ”

Boom!

Eight hundred quicksand rivers, three thousand water depths, were cut in two pieces by one blow.

Li Qingshan blinked his eyes and made a bang. The beating of his heart sounded like thunder: “I'm not finished!? ”

Time is running out, and rivers flying up into the sky, pouring down like torrential rain, are pouring on empty riverbeds.

His dark eyes reflected a golden red figure, catching the fallen twins.

The face of the Goddess has changed, but with his tense muscles and angry crown, he can't fall another inch.

Li Qingshan's heart jumped: “You are... you are...”

Under the purple gold crown of phoenix wings, blonde hair gleaming like sunshine, smiling back, naive rotten as red, those red gold eyes, as though the hole had filled his previous life.

“Traitor!!!” The roar of the Goddess of Galaxy was astonishing, but powerless in outrage.

Red gold eyes turned to the Galaxy Blue God, tried to nudge his mouth, waved his twins, pulled out his ears with his pinky fingers, took out a gold needle, waved his hand as a pillar in the sky, stabbed up, as if to stab a hole in the sky.

The body of the Galaxy God was stabbed like a mountain, and he didn't know where he was going.

Li Qingshan was about to go forward, child time had arrived, Yin Yang transformed, cathode Yang Sheng.

In that moment, the laws of heaven and earth in the whole world of joy, there was a slight lag between the movements.

In the hidden space, feel the magic surge and hear the beast roar.

In the heavens and the earth, countless demons suddenly open and close quickly.

“Boy, you're the one who picked the old cow. Funnier than I thought! ”

Li Qingshan was slightly accustomed to the gaze of those red gold eyes, so he noticed that it was the most beautiful face he had ever seen in his life. It was not what the secular so-called handsome beauty, but a perfect golden stone beauty.

A cave suddenly opened beneath him, and he hesitated to enter, pressing his hand against his chest, gently pushing.

“We'll see each other again. ”

“Wait...”

Li Qingshan fell into the demon cave. The darkness closed in front of him. The red figure disappeared and his heart was suddenly lost.

Above the weak water, those red golden eyes suddenly looked up, through the layer of clouds, heavenly sky, directly outside the stars, laughing angrily: "Come, old man! The holocaust has arrived. See how long you can keep me trapped? ”

Beneath the Bodhi tree, the Buddha rests. Brace your right arm on your head and spread your left hand out.

As if he had heard something, he looked down at the palm of his hand, facing the red golden eyes.

Extraordinary world, billions of countries, in the palm of your hand.

At a relative moment, he smiled slightly, stood up and looked around. There were brick beds and golden leaves everywhere.

A wind blows, sounds briskly, has a wonderful rhythm, accompanied by a strange bird chirp, which keeps the mind calm.

In that distant period, when the Great Thunder Temple had not yet been established and the Great Buddha's Law was not yet clear, this was once the main place of the Buddha's preaching, called the Tree for Solitude.