Legend of the Great Sage

? Tu Wancheng's smile gradually froze: "Fuck, that armor must be weird!"

Dai Mengfan also said, "Junior Brother Lu, the giant spirit armor you created is so..."

Lu Boyan shook his head: "It has nothing to do with the giant spirit armor, that's his own power."

The true disciples were silent, especially the few true disciples who had made a bet on whether Li Qingshan could become a true disciple within 30 years, and their faces were a little hot.

"In the end, it's still Senior Brother Le's vision!"

Lotte smiled bitterly, even if he never saw his true face in the first place, it was just a dark horse worth betting on. Now it seems that if he is a dark horse, what is he, an inferior horse?

The cultivation base of the three calamities entered the door, and soon passed through the four calamities, and then quickly passed through the five calamities. Looking at the entire six reincarnations and three thousand worlds, there are a few people who can do it.

Not to mention that he has such strength after just passing five calamities. If he has reached the peak of five calamities, let alone becoming a true disciple, the position of senior brother will be relegated to anyone else.

"In terms of vision, I only obey Junior Sister Ruan and call this kid to the Vientiane Sect."

Ruan Yaozhu's face turned red, and he said, "Senior brother Moya said nonsense, I don't have any vision, he wants to come by himself."

Dai Mengfan said: "Oh, it's no wonder that he refuses to obey the arrogance of the heavens and the fire. How can such a person be subservient to others. Lingzun can understand the fate, and it is only natural to treat him differently."

Wan Jianfeng snapped his sword with his fingers: "Don't sigh, no matter what, it's not a bad thing for him to stand on our side."

Dai Mengfan nodded: "Of course, pay attention to preserving strength." He glanced at the demon camp, and said meaningfully: "The war has not started yet!"

At this time in Black Cloud City. The 500,000-strong army of the Xuanwu Legion completely left the city, and under the protection of a group of true disciples, the final army was carried out.

The sky was gloomy. Li Qingshan took heavy steps, one step at a time. Step forward, through the turbulent sea of ​​people.

The golden armor was dyed scarlet by layers of blood, only the mad knife in his hand, after drinking the blood, the round knife pattern faintly revealed a red light, which became more and more dazzling.

In a short time, tens of thousands of demons have been killed by the sword, and this number is still rising. Dead bodies covered the ground.

With a knife in hand,

Ten thousand people are invincible, gods block and kill gods, and demons block and kill demons.

However, behind the thick visor, his eyes were always black, without even a hint of bloodthirsty.

The calm look is not like fighting on the battlefield, rather than a soldier, it is more like a farmer mowing the grass with a sickle.

The blade swept past, an arc of light, and the End Road Crazy Flower Sword was too sharp. So much so that there is no feeling of slicing the real thing, let alone killing the enemy with the wind of the sword. Just waving it at will, one by one, the human body is cut open. Falling to the ground piece by piece.

Whoever said that human life is like an ant, in this situation, it is not as good as an ant. The ants are still stealing their lives, but the demon people are not afraid of death, roaring and rushing up, and being harvested again, their lives become insignificant.

Such a scene is enough to wake up anyone who has fantasies about war. Heroes are butchers.

Kuang Hua Dao Soul felt his mood and mocked: "You kid is really strange. Is it too weak to dislike the enemy?"

"This kind of battle is not worth my investment."

He vowed to fight the strongest foe, not to slaughter the weak for his satisfaction. If indulged in such killing. It is an insult to the true meaning of the tiger demon.

But a feeling is growing stronger that the war has only just begun. The enemy camp remained motionless, like a crawling beast. It has only just touched its fur. At most, it only felt a little pain, and the outcome was unknown.

Kuanghua Daohun laughed: "You are a natural Asura, no, you are more like an Asura than the asuras I have seen, you can use me to your heart's content!"

"Okay!" Li Qingshan waved his sword forward and took another step forward, his strength skyrocketed, and his strength quickly recovered.

He has crossed the border zone and stepped into the Demon Realm. The law of the Demon Domain did not suppress him, and even helped him to some extent.

A ferocious beast with a condensed military aura rushed towards him, but in his eyes, the speed suddenly slowed down a lot.

So he waved the end of the wild flower knife, and in an instant, time seemed to stand still.

One knife, two knives, three knives... The knife wind in front has not yet spread out, but the knife wind in the back has come, overlapping and compressing together.

In the eyes of others, he only saw that he swung out an unknown number of knives in an instant, the blade froze, and the fierce knife wind screamed sharply, turning into a black tornado and roaring away, swallowing the beast of general qi.

No matter what it is, demons, weapons, and armor, once they are involved, they will be smashed into pieces in an instant, turning into a cloud of blood.

The tornado moved forward, ploughing a deep ravine in the ground.

Li Qingshan looked around and saw that there were no demons standing in front of him, he had already killed the army of demons, and behind him was a bloody road covered with broken limbs and broken blades.

There were tens of thousands of demonic armies who came to besiege him, and the coach was not dead, but seeing this scene, they were all heartbroken. The remaining few beasts of military aura were twisting and collapsing, and morale completely collapsed.

Li Qingshan took a deep breath and said loudly, "Breaker of the enemy, Li Qingshan!"

The cheers were like a mountain and a tsunami: "General Shenwu!"

Li Qingshan looked back and said, "Where is the commander of the Fifth Army?"

The commanders of the five armies said in unison, "The last commander obeys the order!"

"Follow me to march, and slay the remaining enemies!"

"promise!"

With an order, half a million troops marched forward together.

The morale was as strong as fire, and the metal torrent rolled forward, rumbling forward. It also appears to have distinct layers, orderly, and is a whole.

The tens of thousands of demonic people remaining on the battlefield were crushed by Li Qingshan, who broke the army formation and lost the morale of the army.

The Xuanwu Legion was like a giant metal beast, swallowing thousands of demons in one bite, smashing it to pieces. This mere tens of thousands of demons is simply not enough to devour them.

A large number of demonic people began to flee, but the army of demonic people in the rear was forcibly driven back to the battlefield, and soon the whole army was wiped out.

Li Qingshan frowned, what did the demon people want to do?

The army followed Li Qingshan's footsteps and advanced to the Demon Realm, and the entire army formation was fully unfolded, like a metal fan, and he was the axis.

Thousands of pairs of eyes stared at his figure with enthusiasm.

A wave of blazing military aura gathered towards Li Qingshan, five armies battle flags, hunting and dancing, a golden armored warrior god quite similar to Li Qingshan, rising slowly on him, standing on the ground, still rising, even The true disciples flying in the air all need to look up.

Dai Mengfan exclaimed: "Xuanwu Military God!"

This is the highest form of military condensation, the incarnation of an army, and requires extremely harsh conditions to manifest.

First of all, the scale of the army must be large enough, and the Xuanwu Legion must have a long-term and complete establishment. Then the morale must be strong enough to condense the military god, and it is only possible.

Will be the soul of the army - it is not enough for the coach to be recognized by the entire army, but must be worshipped.

A butcher who regards human life as a straw and takes pleasure in killing people will never get true worship. Only when the unreserved trust and thirst for victory of the whole army are put on the head coach, the god of war will come.

Li Qingshan felt the inexhaustible power rushing, even far exceeding the "power of the earth", even the Demon Emperor could slap to death.

"This is... the power of the human heart!" (To be continued.)