Legend of the Great Saint

After Li Qingshan passed the kung fu, he fell into contemplation.

The general changes in the Nine Changes of the Divine Demons are easy to start with, but the harder it is to go back. Even demons such as Tiger Demons, Monkey Demons, etc. that fit his heart are far from complete.

After all, how compatible the mind is, it is only part of the practice, the accumulation of external resources, the inner spiritual awareness, all are indispensable.

And even mentality, "Kirin Changing” is the least fit, the most difficult change to cultivate, and it's still difficult from the beginning. Breaking through one, two, three, it took a lot of work.

I wonder how relaxed the Bull Demon and the Tiger Demon were, and how many times more of his awareness and resources are now than he was then.

So he was ready for a protracted war, and it wasn't until he accidentally entered the world of euphoria that he began to rush forward.

Naturally, it is the work of Kirin Land, just as the ruins of the turtle, the impact of a world is enormous, or even environmental determinants.

After all, the power of the individual is stronger, compared to the energy of the environment as a whole, it is nothing more than a poppy. In the case of a world where will is particularly strong, it directly determines the way all people live.

If a person is born in Ashuro Road and does not want to compete with him, no matter how genius he is, he will be strangled, or he will not be considered a genius at all.

Qian Yongzhi, that woman, in the Kyushu world, is generally barely qualified, but in this magic, it may be the rare genius of the millennium, so long as it does not fall, it can basically become evil.

And also, because he dominated the will of the world of five continents, those who met in Kyushu, a progressing God, such as Yu Zijian, such as the heart, and Han Jongzhi. His emotional tendencies can affect everything without the need for deliberate attention.

Without a trip to the ruins, his turtle would never have made it.

The ruins not only affected his heart, adjusted to the state best suited to the tortoise's transformation, but also provided him with constant resources.

Though the cost is all memory and almost destroys all other changes, everything is worth it. The harder it gets back, the more power it brings, to lay the boundaries of what he is today.

And it's not just about heart and resources, it's about luck.

Fortunately, it's nothing, but it's real. If an ordinary person receives the help of a noble person, it naturally goes smoothly, and if it receives the help and support of the whole world?

Qian Yongxue competed with the dragon. When the dragon was about to escape from the magic, he hit Li Qingshan with one head. This was no more than a coincidence.

In the case of Ming Church, if other Demon Emperors came up with the same idea, they wouldn't dare to do this, otherwise they would have been found to peel the bones.

However, even Li Qingshan's life count is unclear. Compared to the average demon, this is like cheating. There is no need to assume the responsibilities of the Demon King, but it has far greater advantages than the Demon King.

Night Demon's heart moves silly.

What Li Qingshan got was more than cheating, it was like, "The world has studied and decided, you come to be the demon king. ”

He should have immediately chanted a poem: "The nation of Goli is dead and alive," * * * * * * *. But think about it. He's a good warrior. How can he come to the magic?

“But why? Why would the magic choose me? ”

He initially thought that because of the demonic changes, the demonic nature of his heart had been taken care of by the magic, but now he feels that things are not that simple.

Thoughts arose, eyebrows picked, forehead suddenly opened a vertical, insight into the laws of heaven and earth. But I had to leak a little breath.

The Blue Winged Manta King and the Golden Furry Lion King just stood up and nearly fell down. They looked at each other horribly: “Evil... evil god! ”

The demon kings like them are already super powerful in the magic domain, there are very few demon emperors.

This demon has hundreds of millions of people. Only a dozen demon emperors have chosen it. The Demon Emperor is a little more, and it takes almost a million to get one.

As for the evil gods, they are simply out of reach.

The Demon Emperor, though powerful, will still die in the war. Evil gods are already the spouse of the magic domain, waiting for idleness not to fall, is the strength of the entire magic domain.

The ruler of this magic capital is an evil god.

The Blue Winged Manta King could not believe it and muttered to himself: “The Bishop is a guest, he is an evil god! ”

"No, it should be called a fairy. If it had not been for the Immortal God, it would not have been possible to create such an exercise. ”

“Yes, fairy. ”

The Green Winged Manta Nodded and, in retrospect, dared him to make a generous statement in front of a fairy, expressing dissatisfaction with his ridicule. He was forced to sweat like rain. If he was an evil god, he would surely suffer the pain of his life.

Instead of blaming him, the adult encouraged him to be treated equally with him, which was incredible. Think about it. Isn't that what he wants? Generous, just, equal, bright.

King Kim Mao sighed: “The Bishop can invite a superior immortal to help him, and pass down these skills. We have great hope in the Ming Dynasty! ”

“Yes, there is hope! ”

Listening to these, all the demons' eyes shone a glimmer of hope. They looked up at Li Qingshan and felt that if this adult led them, they would not have tried to overthrow the tyranny of the evil god who ruled this demon. As for the Twelve Demons, they still dare not think at all.

But I don't know, Li Qingshan came this far, and the target was a demon god.

He walks all the way, never turns back. Unconsciously, it had gone that high, that far. Perhaps that is why I did not realize that I had already taken precedence over all beings and was among the fairies.

Or clearly aware, but would rather destroy the statue of the Galaxy Goddess than be worshipped by anyone.

So these demons are doomed to despair. The purpose of his journey was not to save them, the people of conscience, but to lift the blood oath of the river, which had nothing to do with him.

“The road is clear, the sword is drawn to help." Yes, “Save the suffering, save the people” is still spared. He did not come to the magic to be the Savior.

Kirin walked in pity for God.

He does not know what compassion is, neither does he have compassion for himself nor for others, and this is the cruelty of a tiger.

Yet, many years ago, a teenager, named Xiao 'an, pulled his sausage and shed tears for a homeless child.

That's the only exception.

Li Qingshan swept a few laps with his gaze and insight into the operation of the laws of magic, but it is still unknown, so. The laws of heaven and earth are too large and too complicated. A method such as his, like that of the blind, cannot grasp its essence at all.

That leaves only one last option.

He swayed, turning into a Kirin beast, four hooves in the sky, antlers flying, hairy dancing, blue scaly forest.

One more moment, eyes wide open: “How is this possible!? ”

In an instant, rolling magic gathered towards him, and the laws of the heavens and the earth were twisted for him. The magical will that has always been full of malice welcomes him as much as the mother welcomes the Travellers.

In the perception of Qian Jong-hyung, the will of the magic realm converges on him, as the devil's heaven descends.

No, not the Son of Heaven. He is the Lord of Heaven!

However, Li Qingshan's heart was not at all happy. A piece of scaly armor was dyed by magic into ink. Green kirin turned into black kirin, black horn black hooves, black squares, warm eyes like deer, also became indifferent and cruel.

“The heavens and the earth are merciless, and all things are dogs. ”

This was the slogan of millions of demons shouting outside Black Cloud City.

And this black kirin, obviously, is the incarnation of this sentence.

Li Qingshan had no sympathy for these demons. Now even this sympathy has disappeared, and the indifferent look swept away, as if looking at a dead thing.

Taking a breath, the demons in the temple, men, women, children, strong and weak, all fell like fallen stakes and died.

Only Money could resist, so Black Kirin stepped forward.

Every step, deeply on the ground, as if all things were to be born, all in pieces.

The temple violently vibrated, the underground passageway crossed massively broke and collapsed, the whole demon was trembling, hundreds of millions of demons all felt it, couldn't help but tremble.

The more powerful they are, the more they will feel this horror.

There is still a merciful beast here, distinguished by the most heinous monster.