Legend of the Great Sage

The setting sun is gradually setting, the sky will be late, and the battle is in full swing on the battlefield. * w.suimeng.lā

Millions of Asuras spread out over a vast area, and unlike Li Qingshan's first battle in the Demon Domain, it was the simplest frontal charge.

The Asuras fought fiercely in every canyon, every hill, and every field.

Some stand alone on the high hills, holding long bows and arrows falling like rain; some stand at the forefront of the battle formation, sturdy and sharp, step by step;

Even if he is wearing dozens of wounds, his stumps and broken arms are flying all over the sky, and he still fights endlessly.

They are by no means alone and brave, but they cooperate anytime and anywhere, and the military is impermanent. Concentrate to attack the enemy, disperse to gain momentum, and try to create a situation where the long attack the short and the many bully the few.

That is incomparable to any war in the world. Even the old sergeant who has fought in the Demon Realm for many years cannot imagine such a battle.

Like two highly sophisticated war machines, madly colliding and rubbing violently.

"Soldiers are impermanent, and water is impermanent", which is reflected to the extreme here, and there is a high degree of rationality in the frenzy.

Luo Xiaoming took advantage of Needham's time to clone and dominated the entire battlefield for a while.

However, everyone, including him, is well aware that the key to the victory or defeat of the war is not here, but in the sky.

He has also been keeping an eye on the decisive battle in the sky. Even if he was a god, he couldn't help but marvel at the speed of Li Qingshan's progress and the talent he showed in the fight.

"He is simply a perfect Asura by birth. If he was not born in the human world, but the Asura, even if he never met that one, he would not be much worse than now!"

Originally, according to common sense, letting a primordial spirit face a fighting god is like sending a death sentence.

Luo Hu Xiaoming still decided to ask him for help, just out of a kind of trust, it was not some boring things like feelings and fetters, but the trust of soldiers to soldiers.

Under the same realm, Li Qingshan will never be defeated casually!

The light in the sky dimmed, and the strong wind blew away the smoke.

In the dark red sky, a bright moon rose from behind Li Qingshan, the long black hair scattered like the mane of a beast,

His face was dark and unclear, and his eyes were like coals of fire, gleaming, overlooking the entire battlefield. And then condensed on Needham's body.

Only the eyes of God on the forehead are tightly closed - close your eyes and rest!

Under the stare of those eyes, Needham didn't dare to take action lightly for a while, and what he feared most was the tightly closed divine eye.

Taking this opportunity to breathe, he also contained the world-destroying fire in his body, and the hole that had been penetrated in his chest began to heal again.

Suddenly, Li Qingshan took a deep breath, the wind whistled, turned into two tornadoes, and was sucked into both nostrils by him. It poured into the new lungs and propped up his chest high.

The heart revives with it, beating like a war drum, sending blood all over the body. The strength is restored little by little, until it is in its most perfect state.

All of a sudden, there was a roar in the sky, and the majesty was fierce!

The long hair fluttered, and the momentum climbed rapidly, burning like fire, like a mighty cloud, covering the entire sky, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

The battlefield is silent, and everyone is looking up, no matter the enemy or the enemy.

"bring it on!"

Murderous intent in the sky, surging murderous intent, condensed into the shape of a tiger, and swooped towards Needham!

Needham sneered slightly, suddenly empty.

Li Qingshan's eyes narrowed, and he rushed forward. In the void behind him, a hand suddenly appeared, with overlapping afterimages.

If it wasn't for Li Qingshan's quick response, he would have his heart removed again.

"Hmph, I can't use the same trick twice for me!"

Turn around, raise fire, condense soldiers, swing swords—all in one go!

The six blades of divine fire that were as black as ink slashed at the hand at the same time, but only a string of afterimages remained.

"Really? It's the same for me."

Needham walked out of the void and dragged the afterimages that overlapped and overlapped. The sudden advance and retreat, left and right contrary to common sense, made it impossible to grasp its trajectory at all. Fast speed, inch by inch, approaching Li Qingshan step by step.

The two of them advanced and retreated, like two meteors connected end to end, swept across the battlefield, and fell toward a vast swamp in the distance.

Needham's hands don't seem to be attached to his arms, blooming like lotus flowers, flying like butterflies, and swinging open the knife net woven by the six divine fire blades.

The ping-pong sounded, and the black fire splashed, but it couldn't touch him at all.

Li Qingshan knew that each other's physiques were too different, and if they fought in close quarters, he would have no chance of winning. In an instant, it will be peeled and ripped apart by those hands, torn to shreds.

"Your divine eye, once used, it will take a long time to recover! You have used it once just now, if the second time still can't decide the outcome, hehe!"

Needham looked like he was winning, he suddenly crushed a blade of divine fire and removed one of Li Qingshan's arms.

boom!

The meteor fell into the swamp, and before the ripples bloomed, it was close to the bottom of the lake, and there was no way to retreat!

"Shut up, you're not a goddamn saint!"

Li Qingshan angrily reprimanded—God’s eyes opened!

Heaven and earth suddenly lost their color, even shape, and even quality.

It seems that he has returned to the colorless world, and all he sees in his eyes is the criss-crossing laws of heaven and earth. What was constantly approaching in front of him was not an Asura Dou God, but a collection of highly condensed and rapidly revolving laws.

The so-called practitioners, the so-called gods, have never been a special group that "jumps out of the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements", and is itself a part of the laws of heaven and earth.

Both power and life come from this world.

And most importantly, the law itself is an illusion.

The avenues are invisible. Practitioners name it "three thousand avenues" for the sake of cognition and gods to distinguish it.

All these titles, all the names, and all the laws are just bridges to the "Great Way".

"That's it—all methods are empty."

Li Qingshan sits in a cross-legged position, his six arms are stretched out in different ways of printing, and his long loose hair is tied in a bun at the back of his head. His eyes reflected the serene moonlight and waves, as if he was enlightened before his death. He was full of tenderness towards the world, showing a "gentle look."

It is one of the most important six-layered dharmas of Da Zi Zai Tian, ​​which symbolizes sacrifice, also known as "the disintegration of the demons!"

Needham's hands hadn't touched his body yet, and Ashura's immortal body turned into flying ashes, leaving only the vertical eye.

Put all your strength and all hope on this divine eye.

In an instant, all the afterimages on Needham's body disappeared, and he couldn't help but raise his head.

Although he couldn't understand what Li Qingshan was talking about as a "Saint Seiya", the threat he felt was obviously much greater than the last time he came, like falling into an ice cave, like falling into a dead place.

He was able to directly interfere with his movement and eliminate his afterimage with the observation of "Mana consciousness".

"Damn, with this growth rate, what monsters have I encountered!?"

"Destroy it!" Li Qingshan said silently.

As a result, a black "eye" was cast towards Needham.

He stepped back sharply, the "eye" watching him. He escaped into the void, and that "eye" was still watching him.

As a fighting god, he is as helpless as mortals who cannot escape the eyes of others.

That black "gaze" has penetrated everything, and this time, what is left is not just an empty space.

"This move is indeed terrifying, and it is worthy of the fire that destroyed Sanlian City!"

Needham sighed, and suddenly put on a delicate and compact circular arm shield, waving his arm in front of him.

Click! The arm shield, which was as smooth as a mirror, cracked a gap.

boom!

Before Daze had a chance to make a ripple, he was instantly wiped out by the fire that destroyed the world.

At the bottom of the dry lake, Needham was unscathed and looked at Li Qingshan mockingly: "It's over!"

Asuras do not use magic weapons, but use the most basic weapons and armors, which are the so-called "Asuras". They may not have as many magical functions as magic weapons, and their power often depends on the user. Not only can they not make a weak person become a strong person in an instant, but they will often eat the master.

But no one could question the destructive power and defensive power of these divine weapons. The small shield held by Needham was the real Asura divine weapon, the weapon of the gods.

And that destructive fire was aimed at Needham's own flaws, and when it was blocked by this shield, there was no such power to destroy everything.

Li Qingshan was stunned: "I'll go to your uncle, this is too shameless!" If you can't beat it, just copy the guy!

"Asura God Soldier, it is part of Asura!"

As Needham said, he put on a light armor, took out a fist and sword, and came fully armed.

Li Qingshan doesn't need to look at it to know that this sword and armor are the most powerful weapons.

And he was not only empty-handed, but also sacrificed Asura's immortality, exhausting the power of the primordial spirit.

No matter how powerful the World Destruction God Fire is, it has become impossible to cross this shield and armor to attack Needham's body. And with a slight wave of that fist sword, his Primordial Spirit would be cut in half.

Li Qingshan thought for a moment: "I have something to say!"

"Want to run away? It's too late, or if we meet again, I'll be the one who will die!"

Needham was really frightened by Li Qingshan's perverted growth rate, and the shattering fire made him even more terrified. If he was hit by the blow just now, Asura's immortal body would probably collapse instantly.

And if Li Qingshan's "seeing" is more accurate and his "eyes" are stronger, it may even make him unable to regenerate and completely fall.

I am uneasy if I do not get rid of this scourge!

"I hope you won't be reborn, otherwise, I'll have to hunt you down to death."

He swung his fist and sword and chopped down fiercely. Many afterimages, indistinguishable from reality. But it blocked up, down, left and right, in all directions, and all the way out.

At this time, Li Qingshan did not choose to escape, but took out a wine bag from nowhere, poured a sip of wine into his stomach, and took out an ancient bronze sword from nowhere.

With a choking sound, he drew his sword and unsheathed it!

The two swords collide - the sword is broken!

Needham's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and he instinctively swung his shield to block—the shield shattered!

Needham's expression was like a dream, and he stared at the inconspicuous bronze ancient sword falling on his body in a trance - a crack!

Li Qingshan's expression was also extremely exaggerated and weird. He just remembered that he also has a weapon. Although his swordsmanship is a bit unfamiliar, he can still handle it at critical moments.

Who would have thought that this thing cuts the Asura magic weapon, just like cutting tofu.

Blood splattered, Needham knelt, there was a gurgling sound in his throat, and a big mouthful of blood came up, and his vitality was cut off.

The destructive power of that sword far exceeds the resilience of Asura's immortality, and it is not the destruction of key nodes like the World Extinguishing Fire, or the simple frontal crushing.

"This...this is...what kind of sword?!"

Li Qingshan shrugged his shoulders: "Ghost knows." He sighed again: "Saddam, Saddam, I told you already, don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense, why don't you listen, you call this kind of unlucky name!"

Needham wanted to say that my name was not Saddam, he spit out a mouthful of old blood and fell to the ground, unable to rest his eyes. (To be continued.)