Legend of the Great Sage

? Tu Wancheng sneered: "Just because of this?"

Heiyun City is all within the attack range of "Yao", it abandoned the Xuanwu Legion, locked Li Qingshan in spirit, and slammed it down like a black mountain.

"Being so big is just a living target!"

This is not courage, but stupidity. The military spirit is possessed by the incarnation of the military god, and it is not an opponent of "Yao". What's more, now that there is no military qi to protect his body, he will be turned into a powder with one punch. No matter how he broke out, it was impossible to make up for this huge gap in strength.

Ke Xin bit her lip and said in her heart, "No, you can't win, this is a death sentence for nothing!"

Li Qingshan didn't think so, but Dao Feng pointed at the back of "梼杌": "And this!"

Tu Wancheng looked back suddenly, and saw the fire of the prairie blazing from afar, burning up all the sacrifices and bones, resentment and grief.

When the samadhi white bone fire burned the last trace of grievances, the law of heaven and earth broke.

The magic sky shrouded in the battlefield quickly faded away, leaving only the endlessly rotating blood-colored vortex.

In an instant, all the demons were flustered, as if they had lost their protection.

The army is chaotic, the army is scattered.

The power of the "Twelve Capitals Heavenly Demon Demon Formation" has also been reduced a lot.

Great array decline, the devil is weak.

The figure of "梼杌" suddenly became smaller, his arms became much shorter, and he punched in front of Li Qingshan.

The sky was torn apart, and the earth raised a cloud of dust, which was instantly swept away by the strong wind.

The red hair fluttered in the gust of wind, Li Qingshan stepped on the undulating ground and the waves, as if walking on the waves, without making a sound.

Tu Wancheng panicked in his heart, but heard Yingzhe pass on: "Don't panic, but without the blessing of the devil, you are still invincible."

Tu Wancheng became more and more uneasy in his heart. Moyu has never had "good intentions", and he hated Li Qingshan who ruined his good deeds: "You must kill him immediately!"

The right arm was raised high back, as if it had touched the sky. The five fingers spread out like a large black cloud, and suddenly blurred, disappeared, and shot!

This palm is unavoidable. Li Qingshan asked, "Where are the generals?"

"The end is here!"

The commander-in-chief of the Fifth Army had already discovered his return,

Because the Eleven Demon Sovereigns are all presiding over the "Twelve Capitals of Heavenly Demons and Demons", and Tu Wancheng doesn't look down on these "little scoundrels". Unless the army was defeated like a mountain, the general devil emperor would not be able to threaten them at all.

Dai Mengfan suddenly discovered that there were five flags tied behind Li Qingshan's fluttering red hair. Surprised: "In the situation just now, it's not bad for him to keep these military flags!"

In fact, thanks to Lu Boming's "Giant Battle Armor", he helped him bear a lot of damage, otherwise he really wouldn't have the energy to protect these banners.

Hearts change as fast as lightning. The army is like a cloud, surging forward.

A sound of gold and iron rumbled like thunder, and the earth was turbulent. Li Qingshan swung his saber to block, and he just blocked the palm.

"Xuanwu Military God" reappears? No, it's the Asura God of War!

He is not commanding a human sergeant now, but an Asura warrior. Even if more than half died. The rest are lions with a hundred battles, unyielding fighting spirits.

The highly condensed military aura formed a blood-red armor on him. Instead of directly condensing into the "Xuanwu Army God", there is almost no collapse under the palm of the "梼杌".

However, as a price, it cannot provide all-round protection like "Xuanwu Army God", and Li Qingshan needs to bear a large part of the damage.

Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, his five internal organs were shattered, and every bone was trembling, as if it would break at any moment. Even the weakened "Tao" is still unmatched.

Tu Wancheng also felt incredible, and suddenly regretted that he should not covet those true disciples. The entire Xuanwu Legion should be destroyed first. Who would have thought that those insignificant ants could become the key to affecting the battle situation.

"I killed you!"

"Tao" grabbed Li Qingshan's head. The helmet twisted between the fingers, and the headache was splitting.

Repeated tricks. However, this time, it will be Li Qingshan's head that will explode.

Under the bloody whirlpool, with Asura's immortality, his injuries recovered quickly, and he was still no match for the destruction of "Yutou".

The fire of samadhi white bones burned silently on the battlefield, quietly devouring the flesh and blood and the living demons.

"Tao" turned one eye, desperately searching for the owner of the flame.

In fact, Xiao An had already come to the battlefield, long before the war broke out.

She was lying in a river left by the flash flood just now, as if buried deep in a bone that had been washed out for many years.

She had to grasp the battle situation on the spot and choose the best time to ignite the fire. There was no trace of breath all over his body, and even "Yutou" couldn't find it.

Without the protection of military spirit, ordinary demons can't resist the fire of samadhi. As long as they are stained with a little bit, they will be dyed into a torch in an instant. What's even weirder is that when every demon is burnt out, his face is full of demons. The expression of peace and joy that should not be there.

This is not destruction, but transcendence.

The figure of "Yao" decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, so Li Qingshan not only resisted its attack, but when "Yao" lowered his head, light gathered in one eye, and raised his head, he shouted "Tiger Demon Roaring Kill".

Roar! Tiger Roaring!

The gust of wind ripped through his face, "Tiaoyu" closed one eye, and tilted his head back. Tu Wancheng was extremely angry, but he felt that things were starting to be beyond his grasp, and he seemed to have begun to feel helpless against Li Qingshan.

In the blink of an eye, the tide of battle was reversed.

The true disciples were dazzled, and their moods were up and down. Dai Mengfan was confused, and they couldn't figure out whether it was time to fight or retreat. If you want to fight, it seems that they don't need to take action. If you want to retreat, is it a fool to retreat now?

The expressions of the demon emperors changed greatly: "What kind of fire is this?"

Yingzhe said gloomily: "Bone-bones Bodhisattva's samadhi white-bones fire!"

"Buddha!"

All the Demon Sovereigns turned pale with fright. They were violent, tyrannical and even a little chaotic and crazy. At this time, they were like a group of frightened children.

They may not know the true meaning of these two words, they only know that it is an existence that has survived eight calamities and stood at the peak of the entire cultivation path. If the Bodhisattva came in person, even the Twelve Demon Sovereigns would not be able to keep them, so they would have to flee back to the Demon Realm first.

"No, no!"

When Yingzhe first saw the fire, he was also greatly frightened, but he quickly calmed down. It was found that the fire only burned the demon people, but not the human beings. Even the corpses that were completely dead, let their souls either return to the hell realm, or ascend to the Asura realm. This is by no means the style of the Bone Bodhisattva. In the eyes of the White Bone Bodhisattva, all living beings are equal, how can there be a distinction between humans and demons.

"It's a descendant of bones!"

The pale flames burned all over the battlefield for hundreds of miles.

The faces of the Demon Sovereigns were paled by the flames. If they lost this battle, they would all have to die to apologize.

"If that's the case, then we have to invite the real devil to come. I hope that the trash of Tu Wancheng is ready to accept the will of the devil."

A pale smile appeared on Yingzhe's face. He was the host of the "Twelve Capitals of Heavenly Demons". The commander of this war, Tu Wancheng, was just a clown destined to be sacrificed. (To be continued.)