Legend of the Great Saint

In the eyes of the gods and the demons, the thunderbolts are endless.

Nine days General Thunder Gung interwoven with thunder, violently swayed, steadily stood, standing in the heavens and earth, with a dragon shadow on his body, constantly devouring him, also used by him.

Li Qingshan disappeared.

The Avenue Tianlong instantly suppressed the laws of the magic under his control, and he was about to be completely crushed and almost wiped out.

In this situation, no matter what magic magic, even Phoenix Nirvana is completely useless. Thong Ting instantly interweaves millions of brushes, even a hundred rebirths, will be destroyed a hundred times.

General Thunder's face was not half happy, but frowned tightly. Though he knew the demon star would not fall easily, it was so difficult to deal with it that it was still very unexpected.

The stars in the sky still shine. After being wiped out, Li Qingshan became everywhere, spreading the idea of the stars and dots deep beneath the earth.

“Hmm. Want to avoid this? Daydreaming! ”

Nine days General Thunder suddenly bent his knees half kneeling, his hands shook the thunderous giant, and plunged into the earth.

Boom!

Volcanic eruptions, thunderbolts, lava runoff. The earthquake was shattering as if to crush a volcano, flowing out of tens of millions of flames.

The clouds rotate and are lit by lava rivers. The sky is like burning, at the end of the horizon, the clouds of fire and the sea of fire merge, and the boundaries between heaven and earth can no longer be distinguished.

This doomsday scene also shook the demons of the Gods of War.

Is this the prelude to the Holocaust of Heaven and Earth?

Nine days Thunder Goddess, half-kneeling in the center of the Fire Sea, centered on the thunderous giant, a round of thunder light flushing in the earth, the idea to wipe out the star point of Li Qingshan, want to completely extinguish him, yet more ideas rise from deep underground infinite depth.

In this vibrating sea of fire, however, there is always a fragmented piece of pure earth that has not been devoured by lava and burned by fire.

So the idea of the star point rose from the depths of the earth and turned into a seed, breaking through the earth's crust, giving rise to a bud.

A young bud thrives at a visible rate of naked eye growth and instantly sprouts a small yellow flower to form a green fruit.

The flowers faded and the fruit inflated, with a black pattern on the green skin, turning out to be a large watermelon.

Clicked, the watermelon split, a little Li Qingshan red strip came out of it and said, “Don't worry, it will take a little time to make Chunhua fall real, and Gua ripe. ”

The voice went down and a thunderous sweep swept him away, along with the cane.

At the same time, however, there are more Little Li Qingshan, coming out of watermelon, winter melon, pumpkin, watermelon, watermelon and various types of melon.

As soon as Li Qingshan and General Jiutian Thunder confronted each other, he knew that there was no way to confront him positively. Without the rule of magic, General Nine Days Thunder can suppress him by divine force alone, plus a Avenue Dragon, can hardly be called a battle, it is simply a one-sided massacre.

“In that case, I'll kill you! ”

And so he sprinkled his mind all over the earth, and it was not a separatist technique, one flower, one world, each seed containing all of his own, independent will.

Boom! A pomegranate burst out, popping out hundreds of ultra-small Li Qingshan, each about the size of a pomegranate seed, and you can ride a horse with an ant.

These little Li Qingshan do not have time to grow up and are much weaker than normal, as can be seen from the size of their bodies.

In contrast, the Thunder Giant, even half-kneeling, is an indelible mountain. Little Li Qingshan was about to turn his neck back so that he could barely see the top of the mountain, but he still looked proud and yelled at the thunderous giant god: “Come and kill me, you idiot! ”

“Heaven! ”

Nine days General Lui Gung roared, hundreds of millions of thunder swept the earth, all Li Qingshan was cut to death by thunder, all plants were turned to ashes.

However, between the eyes, the green buds of the star dots grew, thrived and blossomed, and a Li Qingshan jumped out and yelled arrogantly at the gods with a slight voice.

Each of them has a life expectancy of only a short moment, shorter than the twilight of the dying, like a spark, returning to silence.

Yet there will always be a new life, born of this land.

Wildfires burn and spring breezes blow again.

Kirin's way, alive and well.

The thunderous giant shouted, his hands were soft, and he slaughtered wildly.

Jiuzi's evil mind was connected, and when several brothers died, the will collapsed. In the meantime, however, Li Qingshan has suffered hundreds of millions of deaths, all of them his own. There is no alternative, no escape, nothing but silent suffering, endless terror and suffering, just like this magic, this earth.

Death is inescapable and suffering endless.

The newborn Little Li Qingshan gradually stopped shouting. He was born in silence and died in silence. Not even looking up at the Thunder Giant God, drooling his head, even his face faded a lot, but his eyes remained steadfast. Even for a moment, die in flash. With this spark, light up the darkness.

Without realizing it, the Thunder Giant God stopped yelling, just the slaughter of numbness.

The heavens and the earth rotate back to life and death, reiterating thunder and fire, and there is a strange silence, as if it were a solemn sacrifice, or a burial by Sumu, for which the heavens and the earth fade.

Li Qingshan sacrificed himself as a sacrifice, offering endless sacrifices of flesh and soul to heaven. The Thunder Giant God is the main priest.

General Lui Gung sealed himself in a coffin for nine days, gradually surrounded by the deep silence of the earth, and Little Li Qingshan were the funeral senders.

The gods and the demons were all silent, even watching the Poor Wonder God, their eyes were open as if they were stunned, and suddenly there was a slight shake in their hearts: “If even the prelude is so frightening, do I really want to see the wonders of the Holocaust? ”

General Nine Days Thunder suddenly felt a little tired, and the main road he had introduced into his body, Tianlong, was becoming more and more difficult to control.

A long-suffering taste spreads through his mind, and he realizes that it is the approaching of death that he endured a long time ago, day and night, but that he has not felt this threat since he became a true fairy and became a true god.

Overlooking the tens of millions of Li Qingshan, he suddenly asked: "Crazy fool! Do you know what you mean by what you do? ”

Tens of millions of Li Qingshan raised his head and answered indifferently: "Confusion, war, death, destruction, all unfortunately happened. ”

“No one will benefit from it, even you. ”

“No one will benefit from it, even me. ”

“Yet you have to do it. ”

“Yet I still have to do it. ”

When "Demon King” was born, it was not meant to bring happiness to the world.

General Lui Gung smiled slightly: “Looks like this is more meaningful to you. ”

“Does that make sense?” Tens of millions of Li Qingshan looked up to the heavenly dome.

In a blast, the Avenue Tianlong broke out and returned to the sky.

The cloud breaks open and the moon breaks.

Seven heavenly robberies, that's it.

Green spread rapidly, covering the sea of fire and climbing the body of the Thunder Giant God. He couldn't move, like a statue, and sighed: "A long time ago, I was a mortal too! ”

Nine days above, a star suddenly falls, and all the heavens and the earth can see it dragging its tail flame away.

At the same time, a star rose.

Fluorescent light, bright as fire.