Legend of the Great Sage

? Xiao An knew that the latter words were to himself, probably because he was afraid that he would take the same path as the White Bone Bodhisattva. But she doesn't care about all beings, let alone sacrifice for them. All she cares about is one person, and there is no sacrifice.

However, the Buddha's light falling from the Land of Ultimate Bliss made her feel inexplicably friendly. Is this the so-called "Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty"? The boundless and vast Buddhist sects, the infinite supernatural powers and wonderful methods, are like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, all of which belong to the Buddha.

The spirit of the abbot of Yangon rose gradually in the Buddha's light, returned to the world of bliss, and gradually disappeared.

In an instant, the Buddha's light bloomed, illuminating the earth, and a large Buddha was vaguely seen sitting on the end of the auspicious clouds, smiling but not smiling, with an indifferent expression.

The Demon Sovereigns screamed and screamed, and in the chirping sound, bursts of white smoke rose from their bodies, as if they were corroded by poison.

The core of the formation was turbulent for a while, and the figure of Zhuoyu was turbulent, and his body melted like ice and snow under the scorching sun.

One eye always stared at the big Buddha in the sky, and roared up to the sky: "Tathagata, if you are truly compassionate, why don't you save all sentient beings in the demon realm?"

Li Qingshan's eyes flashed, he patiently endured, what he was waiting for was such an opportunity, he twisted his neck without hesitation, and bit his wrist.

With a click, it shattered into pieces.

The giant tree branches in the body turned into smoke and dust in an instant.

The continuous source of power in the middle of the earth, the fragmented body quickly recovered.

The blood-colored vortex in the sky is still there, the fighting spirit is immortal, Shura is immortal, all patience is not meaningless.

Li Qingshan gritted his teeth and rushed towards the "Twelve Capitals of Heavenly Demons".

Again, march in!

The Buddha's light disappeared suddenly, and the sky returned to Qingming.

Under the scorching sun, above the earth, I saw a figure running wildly. Strong as a mountain. Red hair like fire, panting like a cow, like the legendary Kuafu chasing the sun.

Yutu looked down at Li Qingshan. As if recalling something, his eyes were almost pitiful: "What's the point?"

Boom boom boom!

Countless black giant trees pierced from the ground. It pierced Li Qingshan's foot, like a clump of sharp thatch.

His body suddenly lost balance and fell to the ground,

Overwhelmed by countless thatched grass, blood dripping all over his body. However, he was still moving forward, rolling and crawling forward.

Just as he was about to step forward, he suddenly lowered his head again. It turned out that at some unknown time, vines like dragons and snakes grew under his feet. Wrapped tightly around his feet.

A beautiful figure stood at the head of Black Cloud City, Ruan Yaozhu held a green bamboo scepter, urged the "Book of Nature", recited the incantation, and displayed the magic power of his life. Silently gave all the blessings to the embarrassed figure.

She pursed her lips and recalled the kiss just now. It was a feeling she had never experienced before. She was so excited that she couldn't help herself. Even overshadowed the horror of the gods' instincts.

"Yaozhu, you stay!"

"No." Well, it was just a kiss. She had already started not to call her senior sister, and even made decisions for her without authorization.

"If you go to the battlefield, I have to be distracted to protect you. I could have won but I couldn't."

These words can kill people's popularity, as if she is a useless waste. But she believed it, because he would definitely protect her, even if he gave up his life.

Biting his lip, he smiled slightly: "Qingshan, who is protecting whom now?"

boom! A black giant tree broke through the air. penetrated her body.

"Yaozhu!" The nine-colored deer wailed.

"Among the emperors, it's not all trash!" Yu Tuo stepped forward. After tearing off the withered vines, he stepped behind Li Qingshan in one step. The color of pity is stronger, but the shot is more and more cruel, showing the trend of lore.

The abyss-like darkness shrouded, and Li Qingshan did not look back.

The next moment, the fire light illuminated the darkness, one person and one horse soared into the sky, moving forward, blazing fire.

Li Liehuo is still alive!

He is in the "Army God of Fire", and Huo Hua has shared a lot of damage, and the blow of "Tongzhu" just now is not fatal. Although he is not as favored by Asura Dao as Li Qingshan, he is not a real son, but also a real son, and his injuries are recovering quickly.

However, the situation on the battlefield was changing too fast, and when he recovered almost, the consciousness came and suppressed the audience.

Huo Hua advised: "Rihuo, don't go on, you've done your best!"

"No, not yet!"

Li Liehuo looked at Li Qingshan, who was struggling to the death in the hands of Yutao, only to feel his blood boil, and the flame in his heart was unprecedentedly fiery, like a volcano about to erupt.

He had always thought he had done his best, but he hadn't. The flame has always been afraid of not burning enough, how can it be afraid of burning out.

"Will die."

"I know, so..."

"Shut up, come up!"

Li Liehuo got on his horse, condensed the military spirit, and reshaped the military god.

People are like fire, horses are like dragons, charge, God of War!

He didn't even look at the stinging flame spear, his eyes rolled, and he discovered Li Liehuo's location through the heavy military aura. A black light as thin as a gossamer shot out from his pupils and shot into his eyebrows, the flames in his eyes. It suddenly solidified and dimmed, and fell from the horse.

The Fire Army God collapsed suddenly, the flames shot into the sky, and the heat wave was rolling, like ten volcanoes erupting together, and the land was burned into magma.

In the next instant, Tingyu walked out of the sea of ​​fire, unscathed.

Xiao An stopped in front of him, the bones turned into vermilion again, there was a little red mole between the eyebrows, and the three burial vestments fluttered. The Buddha's radiance just now did not cause any harm to her, but seemed to have comprehended.

The fire of the white bones of the samadhi condensed again, but it was no longer a hideous bone claws, but a palm with five long, slender fingers, pale and lustrous.

"As expected of the descendant of the White Bone Bodhisattva, he has such a high level of comprehension." Tiaotao glanced at her, and then looked at the figure who was still struggling: "But is he worth your life? As long as I think, I can do it right away. Destroy you completely."

boom!

He didn't dodge or evade, and he took a hard blow on the chest, leaving a deep fingerprint.

The pale palm collapsed, but it also shook his body, and he took a half step back. This was the first time he had stepped back since his arrival.

But this blow was not in vain, he stretched his arms while retreating, grabbing towards Li Qingshan, and he was sure to kill him!

Li Qingshan almost crawled to the front of the "Twelve Capitals of Heavenly Demons", a stone pillar blocking the way, the vest was cold, the pain and fear spread rapidly, eroding his life.

With a roar, he opened his arms desperately, clinging to the stone pillar.

Yingzhe recovered from the pain of being illuminated by the Buddha's light: "Impossible! The totem pole is the foundation of the 'Twelve Capitals' Great Array of Heavenly Demons and Demons', condensing and reconstructing the earth and stone with ** force, even if all the true disciples come together to attack , and it will not be destroyed for a moment."

Li Qingshan stepped down with both feet, and a roar burst out from the depths of the earth.

Rumble boom! The stone pillar swayed violently, the earth and rocks swelled, and with a bang, it rose from the ground!

Yingzhe was stunned and trembled: "This is really just a human emperor!? With such a strong force, he is simply an ancient god and devil. Wait... Hercules gods and devils... Could it be true!"

The core of the formation was twisted for a while, disintegrating into rounds of magic light, swept across the battlefield of heaven and earth.

"The Twelve Capitals of Heaven and Demons", broken!

Li Qingshan lifted the stone pillar, turned around and smashed it on the head. (To be continued.)