Legend of the Great Saint

White columns shrink until they are dispersed, leaving a burning “ceiling” in the skyscraper.

A sunlight fell from the “ceiling” and sprinkled on Li Qingshan Junmei's different face. He looked up, but his eyes were chaotic, he couldn't see anything, and there was still a blazing white light in his head.

But when he blinked, his eyes recovered and blurred to see the tiny sky in the "ceiling," hidden in black smoke.

The Vientiane Array was broken, and all injuries healed rapidly as a result of the spiritual influx into the body.

Without waiting for the injury to heal completely, the next moment, Li Qingshan vacated and rushed out of the “ceiling”!

Black smoke and flames on every floor of the sky book building swept into the “ceiling” with him, gushing out of the "wellhead” at the top of the sky book building, rushing out hundreds of heights, like a confined dragon emptying away.

Li Qingshan's sky stood in black smoke and flames, at the foot of the ruined Vientiane City and the burning skyscraper of the bear, but his divine color appeared relaxed, a dark hair danced with the heat wave, becoming more and more magical.

“Surrender the Book of Vientiane and I will never kill you. ”

On the eastern terrace on the top floor of the Sky Book Building, the reflection of Hailing's reverence in the thick smoke is hidden, but it is much richer, like a thousand years old.

And he didn't even say, “Do you know how many people are going through these books? In every book, there is a soul, now...”

“Hand over the Book of Vientiane! ”

Li Qingshan glanced at his eyes, like a hungry tiger punching down, one claw grabbed to the vest of Hailing reverence, fingertips flashed.

The wind caused the rolling black smoke, as if it had also become a fierce beast, pounding on the Hailing prince.

Li Qingshan stunned for a moment. His right claw came out of Hailing's chest, but felt empty, like nothing had been touched.

Rolling black cigarettes filled with Mars and scattered silently beside them.

Turning around slowly, Hailing pointed to the sky above his finger: “There's not much time left for you. ”

After that, his body was shattered like a bubble, disappeared without a trace, and a pile of crystal powder in his hand was scattered with the wind.

“Mirror Flower Moon! ”

This trick is not unfamiliar to Li Qingshan. Apart from being good at controlling water and calculating bu, the art of separation is also very smart, and can be completely true with falsehood.

He also understands what it means to belong to the Lord of Hell. Most of the movement here has passed to heaven. Soon, the enemy will descend from heaven!

With his split strength, though he is not afraid of the immortal, he cannot stop the true immortal, let alone the true emperor.

If he fails to find out before then the true dignity of Hailing, then the Book of Vientiane cannot be talked about, and this battle will be won or lost.

Li Qingshan is also well aware of the hidden abilities of spiritual turtles. Even if Zhenxian were to make the calculations, he would not necessarily be able to calculate the exact location of the reverence of Hailing.

However, he can determine at least one thing. The true lord of Hailing must be in Vientiane City. Otherwise, the "Vientiane Array” cannot be carried out to such an extent on its own.

Fortunately, Vientiane is not very big for him today.

Li Qingshan closed his eyes and opened them again.

Every building and every street in Vientiane fell into his eyes.

His eyes sparkled slightly, turning into a crystal of thousands of positive hexagons, each reflecting a corner of Vientiane City, unblocked by fireworks and walls, mapping every corner of Vientiane City, whether it's the most tortuous waterway or the most hidden lattice.

Exactly one of the geniuses of "Turtle Changes” is "Glow to the Full”. After the “turtle has become", it has become fully integrated, almost an instinct, and does not need to be carried out deliberately.

Strangely enough, however, he had turned almost every stone in Vientiane City, hard not to find where the Lord of Hailing was hiding.

“Is it invisible?” Even if this idea is dispelled, even if it is the reverence of Hailing, under his search, it is not possible to hide it in the slightest.

“Aoyama, can you send us to the magic first? ”

Dai Mengfan hastily brought Yang Miaozhen to Li Qingshan. If you don't leave now, you won't be able to walk for a while. Li Qingshan is stronger, and you can't fight Abnegation Palace with only one identity.

“Okay.”

Li Qingshan didn't look at them either. He just nodded his head and waved his right hand. The air cracked a black crack. It was a miniature demon cave.

Daimonfan smiled and immediately returned one of his blessings, slipping his head into the demon.

Yang Miaozhen did not immediately catch up, but rather looked at Li Qingshan in a complex way and stopped wanting to talk.

Li Qingshan put a gaze on her. "Miaozhen, why don't you go? Are you blaming your husband for letting you down or worrying about him? ”

“Didn't you say we weren't married! ”

Perhaps these days have gone through too many ups and downs. Yang Miaozhen's mood is a little complicated, but unexpectedly calm. As soon as I saw his face, the feeling of an "old man and wife” came to life. I was neither particularly grateful for his rescue nor ashamed of any teenage girl. I just wanted to say a few words to him.

“Cut the crap. I said yes. Didn't you see I was busy? Go, go, go! You go into the magic and you will be blessed with your husband soon! ”

Li Qingshan waved impatiently, Yang Miaozhen “hummed”, or stepped into the demon.

She knew that her “games” on the other side of the road were over and that she would eventually return to him and continue to be his princess.

Fortunately, however, this man is no different from her memories. He is still the dominant, aggressive, yet approachable, and even somewhat sentimental “King of Man”.

So, not bad!

Li Qingshan probably never dreamed that Yang Miaozhen would have a "sentimental sentiment” in his impression, otherwise he would definitely be furious and beat her up in the ass.

And even more unexpectedly, Yang Miaozhen had just left, and another late man appeared in front of him. Still a golden collar around the neck, a silk robe, a luminous jewel, yet extremely vulgar, a carefree smile, a symbolic twinkle.

“Lotte!” Li Qingshan muted and laughed: “You're late! ”

“No, no, no, I'm just in time.” Lotte closed her carefree smile and looked directly into Li Qingshan's eyes: “Brother, I want to gamble with you! ”

“Gamble with me!?” Li Qingshan finally laughed: “Ha, didn't you forget the lesson you learned on Huangquan Road? ”

“Don't you dare forget. ”

“What do you want to bet? ”

“Bet I can build a fairy, or, evil god, within 30 years! ”

“I think I've heard of this game somewhere.” Li Qingshan laughed even more. He was in Vientiane from the beginning. He gambled with Lotte a thousand green jade signatures to see if he could become a fax disciple within 30 years. Later, the game expanded, involving many facsimile disciples, causing him to be assigned to serve in the army.

However, he also benefited greatly from the gambling, especially as he received a thousand green jade signatures at the beginning, paving the way for the journey.

“But...” Lotte rubbed her hand: “Little brother has been a little tight lately, there are not enough bets! ”

“Needless to say, I will provide all the resources you need to practise. Thirty years from now, if you can't become a fairy, you don't have to pay for it, so cut yourself loose!” Li Qingshan waved and opened another demon hole. Talent is always not too much, and he is a special talent with proficiency in arithmetic.

“Well said.” Lotte's face again had a careless smile and stepped into the demon cave. At the moment of entering the demon cave, he suddenly looked back at Li Qingshan: “Big Brother...”

“Hmm?”

“What you're looking for...” Lotte glanced down with a smile: “... isn't that what's been in front of you all along? ”