Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan Anjong looked forward to welcoming an old friend. Only after seven heavenly robberies and the rejuvenation of the gods can we truly fight a female male against the poor.

He was even a little kind to Lui Gung for releasing the killing machine and the anger. He's seen too many of these on the road. At least to prove it, he threatened them.

The next moment, however, the lightning intertwined and the sky turned into a fierce white minefield from which a thunder shadow emerged.

Every thunder shadow is a thunder, and there are 36 of them, the same outfit, the same anger.

The Poor Demon also smiled slightly. “Dude, all 36 Thunder Gong of Thunder Department are out. I don't know which god of Thunder Department is in command. Don't hide your tail, get out! ”

The Heavenly Palace includes the Ministry of Mines, the Ministry of Fire, the Ministry of Plague, and so on. It has different functions, of which the Ministry of Mines is the most important: the Disaster and Blessing of God, the Weights and Measures of Things, the Master of Characters, and the Director of Shisei Kill. It not only determines whether tens of millions of practitioners can become true immortals, but also assumes the responsibility of slaying the devil.

There are 36 people in Lei public, taking the number of heavens. Only one Thunder Gong has ever made a move. The Li Qingshan Ferry attracted all Thunder Gong at once.

In addition to listening to the words of poverty, there are also true gods who come to sit in the town to command, not to kill Li Qingshan here, vow not to stop.

If not, the voice has not fallen, and a god has come upon the thundering pool, holding one hand, holding one mark, killing one's face, armor is clear.

“General Nine Days Thunder is hereby ordered to destroy the demonic stars by the Supreme Divine Oracle of the Golden Jade Emperor of Haotian, and by the Nine Days of Universal Respect of the Yuan Thunder Sound.” His eyes dropped on Li Qingshan: “God advises you to bind your hands immediately, perhaps there is still a chance. Otherwise, the heavens and the thunder will strike down, and it will surely be ashes, and this body will be wrongfully repaired. ”

Poor verbal provocations are ignored at all, and the winner does not need to hear the whining of the loser. Li Qingshan was the only one who made him feel a little nervous. Otherwise, he would not have tried to say that he had surrendered. The direct bombardment of Tian Lei would have been.

On nine days, the stars sparkled like a cold eye, staring at the slightly dim red star.

Eight-sided wind coming, thunder moving in all directions. The gods are angry and the demons are disgusted. This is the fate that Li Qingshan chose.

However, he smiled more: “Unless you give me a seat with that Jade Emperor in your mouth, I will not retire! ”

“Obsessed, self-destructed.” Nine days, General Thunder's face is cold and his eyes are open: “Set the line! Demon!”

“No!” Thirty-six Lui Gong shouted in command.

Boom!

The mineral pool boiled, and thirty-six Lui Gung was placed into a "thirty-six day battle". An invisible force instantly fell over him.

Li Qingshan was covered in sweat, but instead of anger or fear, he was integrated into a huge and vast electrostatic field.

For him today, however, having no control over his body, even if it is only the end of the hair, is a serious problem in itself.

He is now almost a demonic incarnation, turning the whole magic field into his little world. Now there is some kind of power that crosses his control, which in turn affects him and controls him.

At that moment, hundreds of millions of currents smaller than hair, constantly flowing through his body and divine soul, enduring irresistible and inescapable great damage at every moment. Thousands of arrows penetrate the heart, and the serpent phage is hard to describe.

If you are an ordinary fairy, you will be wiped out instantly, leaving no trace.

On the hills of Tsinch, the poor look is heavy, even if he dare not go within the scope of the heavenly robbery, otherwise this heavenly robbery will become even more horrible and violent, General Nine Days Thunder will never mind killing a demon.

“Indeed, pillage represents a higher law than magic. ”

Li Qingshan shrugged. Originally, these Thunder Gong were only fairies. The equivalent of the Lupin Rokko God of the Abnegation Palace, even in formation, was not in his eyes. But with this unprecedented seven heavenly robberies, each of them stands undefeated, with extraordinary power.

The ferry can only be tested passively. If he survives, he will survive. If he survives, he will become a god. If he does not survive, he will crush his bones and his soul.

But is that really the case? Who set this test? And who is it that wiped out the truth about the creation of women? With you, how can you judge me?

Li Qingshan clenched his fist and burst out into the high thunder gods!

Monkey Monster to the moon, through the void, but ignore the thunder men, one punch to nine days in front of the thunder general!

Nine days General Thunder's eyebrows were wrinkled and he couldn't avoid it. A round of halos appeared behind his head, emitting a faint light to resist this punch.

This divine light is not only his divine power, but is also reinforced by the power of hundreds of millions of beliefs. As a god of heaven, he possesses countless temple statues, * * * * worshipped by the incense of all parties. This divine light is almost invincible and hurtful.

“Break it! ”

The Bull Demon shook, shattering the void. The void shook hundreds of millions of times, shattered the light, and punched General Thunder in the face for nine days.

“General! ”

Thirty-six Thunder Gong were all discolored, and the expression was like getting punched in the face. Such a scene was really too shocking for them, almost forgot to deal with Li Qingshan.

General Lui Gung's head rose high and backward for nine days. He was suddenly stuck. How many teenagers had not been able to injure him, or, in his capacity, nobody dared to attack him.

A strand of blood flowed out of his nostrils, he touched it, his hands were red, his head was still violently shaking, for a moment I didn't know how to organize the words: “How dare you... How dare you...”

“The gods will bleed, too!” Li Qingshan sneered: “Idiot, you are not under the law of heaven! ”

In these contexts, all strife is essentially a battle for the law, the so-called "battle of the road”. Only if you can't tell the difference between the highs and the lows on the avenue can you talk about fighting.

Li Qingshan, as a magical incarnation, has supreme authority in the magic domain, but is limited by his own cultivation, it is still difficult to suppress such demons as Poor Qi. After all, the Demon God also possesses high authority and is the master of the laws of the Magic Domain.

Though Thunder Gung himself was not strong, he was nothing more than an ordinary fairy during the week, but with this heavenly robbery, temporarily his authority was even higher than Li Qingshan's, and he stood almost undefeated.

Though far higher than the thunder, General Nine Days Thunder cannot be integrated into this heavenly robbery. It only comes as an isolated individual. Even less than the master of magical laws like the Poor Demon, he is suppressed by the laws of the magic domain and instantly punched in the face.

Once suppressed at the level of the law, so is the true fairy.

As for power? The power of a god in a district is nothing but a poppy compared to the vast infinity of magic.

And what does faith compare to the resentment and anger that the demons have accumulated for hundreds of millions of years?

Nine days General Thunder reacted, furious: “Kill him, kill him immediately...”

“Bang!” he said, punching again in the face.

“What a god of thunder, come on, I'll teach you to be a man! ”

Li Qingshan punched and punched General Lui for nine days. In accordance with the principle of punching people in the face, his fists all greeted him in the face.

After a while, General Thunder's face swelled up in nine days, the beard circulated, the wolf was overwhelmed, and there was no more talented wind.

It hurts to watch the gods and the demons here.

Poor man laughed, singing and dancing: "Well played, well played! ”