Legend of the Great Saint

With its 18,000 highs in the sky, Tinker Mountain is the highest peak of the magic. It is the Poor Wonder God pulled to such a height by the power of a powerful god, one inch at a time, for him to climb high.

Even if you look up remotely, you will have the illusion that the mountains are going to be dumped. The mountains are magnificent and magnificent, because they are called "Mount Incredible”.

Poor Qi Xi is lively and entertaining, this hill will never be lonely, the cave of twelve evil gods is also built in the hill, at the foot of the hill is an immense magic capital, inhabited by hundreds of millions of demons.

At this moment, all demons take to the streets and worship towards the top of the mountain. The dense and numb crowded, the words read in the mouth, repeatedly five bodies into the ground. Looking at it, there was a black-pressed head, like an ant.

Poor Qi is standing on the top of the mountain with a view of the rooftop of 18,000 husbands, his mouth raised high, as if to split, and his smile is evil and weird. He opened his arms and swept the power of his faith, rolling toward him and pushing him to the height of a mighty mind.

Behind them, the twelve evil gods gathered to oppress this divine power and retreated to face each other. Though they felt a change, they were not as clear as the demons, who somehow fought in such a great battle.

Could it be true that the Great Wu himself led the gods and killed them into the magic? Otherwise, even true fairies would not dare to invade the magic domain, let alone attack the cave of a demon, which is almost like sending death. Only a "god king” like True Martial Arts could bring the demons to such a position.

But if it is true that the Emperor Wu is obnoxious, then the Twelve Demons should jointly lay down the "Twelve Dollars of Heavenly Demons" resistance. How can Poor Qi fight alone?

Beth seemed to be in a great mood to see the poor, and dared to ask: "My lord, what happened? ”

“The Dark Day is really here!” The Poor Demon proclaims aloud, not in answer to the evil gods behind him, but in words to the other demons: “Ready to welcome our king? ”

The demons were silent and watching, all prepared to kill their kings except the Chaos Demons and Taotie Demons. A king who cannot be strangled by his sons is a king. Even the Taotie Demon God tried to strangle it.

Weak meat is the supreme law of magic.

When Li Qingshan's figure appeared at the end of the horizon.

Poor Qi jumped up happy and cheered, happy as a child: "Come on, I'd like to see, how do you push Qi Mountain down? ”

The twelve evil gods are heartless and have heard the prophecy of the "Heart of the Dark Day Demon”. Still a thousand miles away, the man felt the shadow spread and covered the whole hill, bored to his breath. I couldn't help but look up and see the incarnation of the devil.

No doubt, turned into twelve magical lights and flew back into the cave. Their cave, the twelve palaces built around the mountains, set up a "Twelve Dollar Demon Brawl Formation” to guard the highest Poor Demon Palace while supporting the surrounding Mountain Guard Formation. With one hundred and eight temples in the demon as the node, a bigger and wider formation encloses the entire demon.

The Poor Demon is the supreme master of the Poor Demon Realm, with the "heavenly times”, the Incredible Mountains occupy the absolute “earth", and the twelve demons and the arch worship of hundreds of millions of demons form the “man”

These triple formations, united together, bring together the three talents of "Heaven and Earth Man" and constitute an indestructible fortress.

Among the twelve palaces, the twelve evil gods sat high on their throne, and their hearts firmly believed that even those who possessed the legend of the "Heart of the Dark Days Demon” had no choice but to crash their heads.

“Hmm, how can legends come true in the face of absolute power? ”

Li Qingshan finally stopped, the clouds were like the sea over his head. Strangely, no thunder fell, and a sound of boring thunder rolled over his ear, as if the chariot had run over the earth and accumulated ominous signs.

He didn't even look up.

Ahead, that's where the enemy is!

Suddenly a smile appeared, this smile, that fierce force in the chest could no longer be suppressed, rushing out of the heart of the lungs, out of the throat, like a volcanic eruption, turned into a whistle.

Boom!

The heavens and the earth have lost their colour, there is nothing but a roar of majesty and glory, destroying and decaying everything that stands in front of them, be it the rolling mountains or the lush forests, all shattered in glory.

The frenzy swept for thousands of miles, impinging heavily on the outermost defensive formations of the Devil. Defensive arrays twist and collapse at visible speeds, and a breathing kung fu breaks like a soap bubble.

The high-rise building collapsed instantly, turning hundreds of millions of demons into flying ash.

This fierce energy showed no signs of diminishing, and then hit the mountain guard of Mount Tsinchi.

Exhales like a dragon of rage, not with a broken face, but completely overwhelmed.

Even Li Qingshan could not fully control this power. The only way to release it was to throw up.

It's not just the power, it's the anger and hatred that has accumulated in the magic for hundreds of millions of years. And if he wills, he can spit forever, and the whole magic is his “little world," and in a way, power just flows through him.

“Is that... what? ”

The twelve evil gods gazed and their eyes filled with glorious glory. The Mountain Guard Battalion was also instantly broken, immediately followed by their degraded "Twelve Dollar Demon Battalion”.

The so-called formation method is just a kind of manifestation of the laws of heaven and earth, and Li Qingshan is the incarnation of the magic, fundamentally denying all the formation method.

The sky is useless, the earth is useless, people are useless.

“Heaven and earth are useless! ”

One step forward on Li Qingshan, the violent energy rushed straight to the top of the mountain poverty.

“Tsk, these shitty things can't stop you! ”

Poor, brilliant, waves his hand, and this fierce energy rushes into the sky.

All demons look up and expect a bright star to rise and shine in the night sky.

“You don't have 'Refinement Back to Vain’ yet, and you can't hurt me with this trick! ”

Li Qingshan can deny the method of formation, but not a demon god. Poor Qi has long reached the "Refining God to the Vain”, and the true “Demon God King” must be “Refining the Vain Path” in order to arbitrarily deprive him of the law of control.

At this moment, a blast, the cloud cracked, a thunderbolt condensation flashed, transformed into a form, like a Lexus, * * Side belly, back with wings, forehead with three eyes, face like a monkey, feet like an eagle claw, left hand with wedge, right hand with gavel.

“Lui Gung! ”

Seven heavenly robberies are different from the past, and the true immortality of passing through is true. It can reach the top of nine days and be the true god of Heavenly Palace.

At the time of the ferry, Thunder Gung will come to test on behalf of Heavenly Palace. If the true person is on the right path, Thunder is slightly slow. If it is a disturbing outward path, thunder will rage.

At this time, Lui Gung looked over at Li Qingshan on the ground, and his face was filled with infinite anger.

“Finally! ”