Legend of the Great Saint

Magic, a desolate Gobi, barren land has become lifeless, and several bushes of dead yellow shrubs are shaking in the cold wind. The gloomy cloud of lead is like a dirty thick cloth, boring rocks that can't breathe and break into gravel over the years of endurance.

A man suddenly broke through the clouds and descended from the sky, before falling to the ground, hovering in the middle of the air.

WOW! The rain poured on Li Qingshan's face. He held his fist and looked out over the desolate land.

After confirming that there was no threat, he slowly lowered his fist, grew a breath, the whole person relaxed, opened his arms to the sky, let the storm flush, haha laughed.

With laughter rolling like thunder, the oppression of the Galaxy God is too great, combined with the assimilation of the world of joy, the strings must be tightened at all times, and now it is finally the day of escape.

Strong enemies, desperate, not too soon!

Everything was in sight, especially those red gold eyes, clear as brands, boiling his heart for a long time without peace.

“Will he be a traitor? No, how could a traitor help me, and we're not like those guys in the sky! ”

Believe it! The words of the Ventilated Holy Spirit echo in your ears.

“But the great saints are repressed and must have nothing to do with him, otherwise they will not be so angry and sad. ”

The phrase "you have to believe” is more like persuading yourself repeatedly.

“Moreover, the Goddess called him a traitor, and I'm afraid he converted to the Buddha Gate. What the hell is going on? ”

Li Qingshan thought to go, can't exactly, and won't waste any more time. Anyway, one day, everything will be clear.

If it is for friends, the forces of killing are united, and the Buddha of the gods are fought again; if it is for the enemy, the battle of death will be fought, and the position of his “eight” will be moved from year to year, and no injustice will cross this scene.

“Ha ha, my knife is thirsty! ”

Too bad he doesn't have a knife right now, only an ancient bronze sword of unknown origin, it's not easy to use randomly, always felt there was a conspiracy. If you want to lose it, you can't afford to lose it. Now you're going to fight the poor. One more weapon in your hand will save your life at a critical moment.

“Just wait till I settle my poverty-stricken gambling deal, after seven holdups! By then, you should have access to the secrets of this sword. ”

For the general practitioner, becoming a fairy is already extremely dangerous. If you want to become a true fairy, there is little hope. It takes 10,000 years to become a fairy, and you may not succeed.

The reason Li Qingshan has such confidence is because of the "Nine Changes of the Divine Demon". As it gets taller and taller, the more he can experience the beauty of it.

Unlike ordinary practitioners, his path is not the only one that remains unchanged. At a time when others are struggling or even unable to walk, he simply needs to take a different path and go on, never worrying that there is no way to go, always able to keep going.

This great adventure in the world of joy, although it is extremely dangerous, has caused Kirin to break through several times. If it is just a taste of shutdown, it will take many years. Seems like a coincidence, in fact, his path is too wild, there is no place to mix.

Of course, these changes cannot be sustained without strong enough will, spirit and courage.

“Anyway, I'm * *, hahaha! ”

The storm, once a teenager had become a demigod, the teenager's temper grew more and more.

“I don't even know where that crazy bitch is. ”

He built a cold shed with his hands and a vision, which only stretched beyond the boundaries of the Gobi. The magic realm is vast. To find Mount Incredible, someone must lead the way. Otherwise, if you accidentally hit another demon, I'm afraid none of the great saints will come to your rescue.

The biggest lesson that he learned from fighting the Galaxy God was that he was not yet an opponent of any true God. Had it not been for the Galaxy Gods throwing rat taboos and not wanting to destroy the rotten Tao Temple, he would have been taken down and even finished.

* * Attribute * * to a sober awareness of the power gap. Will, spirit, courage can be transformed into power, but not directly substituted for it.

So the battle against the poor is intelligent and invincible. It is best to sneak under the mountain of Tinker Mountain, pull out the mountain transfer order in a flash, and take down the mountain of Tinker Mountain, and then everything will be great.

He touched out a skeleton bead and tried to contact Xiao An to help determine where Qian Zheng was. But for a while, the skeleton rosary was unresponsive, probably because it was deep in the magic, and the magic was not in the six rounds, so it was disconnected.

But he didn't do it all. His eyes turned blue and deep.

In the moment, the storm stopped, a raindrop hovered in the middle of the sky, centered on Li Qingshan, into a flat hexagon.

As the tortoise grows bigger, it also derives several talents, including prophetic and arithmetic ones.

The reason why he hasn't named again is because these Avatars have begun to internalize, gradually becoming an instinct, like the extension of a limb, and there's no clearer boundaries between them, but you have me, you have me, and you have a wonderful, dedicated mind.

For example, almost all of his gifts have been used in his current calculations.

As if lifting one arm, it will necessarily take the brain to control, the heart to transfuse blood, even both legs will be pulled, basically all organs will be used, and a special hegemonic name, called “Qingshan Xuan Claw”, is completely pointless.

His head spins as slowly as a radar, and so does the hexagon of billions of pieces of rain. Deep eyes were microwaved, as if the holes were infinitely empty and caught a line of destiny.

Suddenly locks one direction: "Got it! ”

The storm continued to fall and he disappeared into the rain.

The sky soon darkened, and the magic magic traditionally lasted a short day and night.

It's a hazy city, with streets crossed by spider webs, a rectangular tall building that rises above the ground, hidden deep in the dark clouds, not knowing how high it is, like a gray forest.

A cylindrical chimney falls high and low, emitting intense, colorful smoke, like a monster's exhale, blended into this haze and turned into rain.

Looking up, the rain seemed black, falling on a flashing neon lamp at the corner of the street.

Li Qingshan blinked surprisingly. For a moment, he felt like he was back in his previous life.

But it was immediately realized that all of this was the creation of institutions and magic, not some kind of technological product. The skyscrapers are simply the most natural choices made to accommodate as many people as possible.

And all of these tall buildings have only one shape and one color, and the emptiness just goes to the pole, and it's a real cement forest. Stay long enough to drive any normal person crazy.

He had already begun to miss the joyful world, full of gardens, squares, markets, and not long before, the biggest city he had ever seen in his life.

Now the perception is refreshed, and this gray-covered city is not only bigger and bigger, it has a population of over 100 million.

Qian Jung-yi, is one of them.