Legend of the Great Sage

It was as if a ball of thick ink and heavy colors were splashed between the sky and the earth, splashing out thousands of feet of red light and thousands of golden lights. . For more latest chapters visit: .

The mountains, rivers and lakes emerging in the void were like mirages blown by the hot wind, becoming blurry and quickly disappearing.

The sky above Longshou Mountain is densely covered with spiderweb-like cracks, as if the Jade Palace cannot bear their existence. The huge stone buildings that have stood on the top of the mountain for thousands of years, like sand sculptures on the beach, were washed away and disintegrated by a wave of sea waves.

However, the red light gradually dimmed and was submerged in the rolling golden light.

He is a demon king who is hostile to God and cursed by all living beings. How can he resist the might of God and the will of all living beings with his own strength?

The light of the sword was all-pervasive and as sharp as light. Unknowingly, fine cracks covered his muscular body, connecting them into bloody scars, like bronzeware eroded by time, peeling off piece by piece.

He was unaware that every piece of peeling fire burned and turned into dots of flames. The cracks were like cracks in the earth. The hot lava rushed out, making his whole body ablaze. He rushed upstream against the rolling golden light and rushed forward. Go to Silong.

With a sonorous sound, the blades of the swords clashed with each other. Li Qingshan and Silong's eyes met. One was like fire and the other was like gold. Neither of them wavered in the slightest.

However, real gold is not afraid of fire, but the flame will eventually burn out.

With a bang, Li Qingshan's body shattered and turned into thousands of streams of fire.

Thelma's sword flew out in a spin and fell straight from the top of the mountain, leaving a deep sword mark on it.

From the battle in the Qiong Jade Palace to the present, first fighting the Golden Dragon, and then defeating the Emperor Dragon King, his body was already close to its limit. After smashing the Eight Cauldrons, it was on the verge of collapse, and faced Si Long's brilliant sword again. Simply burst out with all his strength. Rather than being killed by this sword, it would be better to say that he was actively burning himself to death.

A blood mark appeared between Silong's eyebrows, and blood flowed down. He remained unmoved and stared at the thousands of flowing fires. Once again, he waved the Immortal Abandoned Sword.

Xiao An desperately urged Xian Qi Sword, but there was no response at all. He was very anxious: "Send me there!"

"Calm down and trust them. If we take this sword, we will be dead."

Gu Yanying said seriously, even if she has Kunpeng's speed, if she approaches Silong rashly, she will be locked by the Emperor's sword. There is absolutely no escape.

A phoenix cry,

Liuhuo reunited, and Li Qingshan was reborn from nirvana. Before he could use any magical power, he was grabbed by an invisible force and locked by the emperor's sword.

The golden light flashed in Silong's eyes, and the second sword suddenly swung down.

"The True Dragon Emperor's Sword. One sword can level the world."

Li Qingshan looked up and saw the sword light coming toward his face. His heart was full of warning signs. He knew that this sword was meant to kill Silong.

If he died again. It would have to be turned into a phoenix egg. I'm afraid Silong wouldn't need to swing his third sword. The remaining power of the sword alone would be enough to destroy it.

Because after a lot of hard work. Silong has understood one thing. If Li Qingshan is not completely destroyed, this battle will not end. As long as this traitor is killed, the enemy will no longer threaten him.

At the critical moment of life and death, Li Qingshan was not afraid. He shouted loudly and was about to fight with his fist when a figure stood in front of him.

"Xiao Ming!"

Luohu Xiaoming held his arms emptyly, pregnant with a deep darkness. The sword light continued to swallow and roar.

However, facing this absolute power gap, even the Asura God Son could not resist.

In the blink of an eye. The darkness shattered, and he turned to Li Qingshan and nodded. Then he was shattered into pieces and blocked the sword with his flesh and blood body.

Li Qingshan roared, spread his wings, soared into the sky, and pounced on the Silong in the air. Holding the Jiutianxi soil tightly, once again activate the earth's force field, tightly connecting each other.

A sharp look flashed in Silong's eyes, and he swung his sword down with the help of this gravitational force.

The twisted sword edge was like a golden lightning, piercing deeply into Li Qingshan's chest, and the sword energy rushed across, destroying his body.

Instead of avoiding, Li Qingshan stepped forward and opened his arms, hugged Silong tightly, and used the Bull Demon Refining Pika to draw out the sword. He opened his huge mouth and bit down on Silong's neck. The four blade-like fangs were broken by the dragon's scales, while the remaining sharp teeth still tore the dragon's scales apart and drank the dragon's blood.

Gu Yanying came through the air with Xiao An in his arms, and in an instant he was behind Si Long, stabbing with the Buddha-killing sword silently.

Silong frowned, grabbed the dragon's claw with his backhand, and clasped the sword's edge tightly with his five fingers.

Xiao An took advantage of Gu Yanying's speed, and this sword was also more powerful than ever before. He passed through the dragon's claw blockade, and with a sound of metal friction, he continued to stab Silong's vest, but was blocked by the golden dragon scales. Block it, and you can't make any further progress.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Li Qingshan had been severely injured. Silong only needed to break free from the restraints to become invincible again. No one could block his way.

At this moment, Xiao An's voice sounded in his ears, as if he was reciting scriptures, but there was no trace of sacredness and solemnity, but full of blasphemous and ominous meaning.

The three burial robes that had been floating in the air fell from the sky and wrapped the four of them together.

A figure flew out of the package and landed heavily on the ruins of Longshou Mountain. It was none other than Li Qingshan. He was bleeding from all his orifices, his body was riddled with holes, and the Immortal Abandoned Sword was still stuck in his chest.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Yanying and Xiao An also flew out of the package.

Li Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief. He wanted to get up and fight again, but he couldn't move. His internal organs were shattered, his meridians were severed, and his body was about to collapse at any time. If he was stabbed a few more times by Silong, he would have turned into an egg by now.

In any case, this is his last attempt, but he doesn't know whether the result will be success or failure.

I saw the packages rolling in the sky, Xiao An's hands clasped together, his face solemn, his thin red lips opening and closing rapidly, reciting blasphemous scriptures, the soul bell around his waist trembling, as if he was undergoing salvation Funeral ceremony.

The package quickly became smaller and turned into a cassock, which was wrapped around Silong's body. There was also a string of white rosary beads hanging around his neck, as if he had suddenly transformed from a young man into a Buddhist layman.

The cassock and the rosary are exactly the three burial robes and the skull rosary.

The sutras were hurried, the ringtones were chaotic, the skull rosary beads turned into skulls with weird smiles, and strings of sutras appeared on the third burial robe, which was exactly the same frequency as her chanting.

The three voices chased each other, one after another, and merged into one. The chaos and noise reached the extreme.

If there are sentient beings roaring when Silong wields the Emperor's Sword, then this sound is like all the sentient beings buried in the samadhi white bone fire, calling: Come to us quickly, there will be no more pain and fear, here is bliss world!

Li Qingshan felt restless after hearing this, and quickly urged the spirit turtle to calm down his mind.

"shut up!"

Silong covered his ears with a twisted and ferocious look on his face. Hell snakes emerged from under his scales, raising their heads in Xiao An's direction, seeming to be listening.

The world is like a house on fire, and all living beings suffer. The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, who can reach the other side?

"Could this be the Bone Bodhisattva's "Three Burial Sutras"!"q