Legend of the Great Sage

Under the watchful eyes of the demon-suppressing statue, the violent vigor circulated crazily in the square, forming a spiral storm, blowing blood from countless stumps.

Li Qingshan and Xiao An stand back to back, standing in the center of the storm, dancing the violent wind that tears everything apart.

The wind died down and the fighting stopped.

The heavy water sword swung diagonally downwards, throwing out a thick and colorful bloodstain.

Gaps and cracks appeared on the sword body, on the edge of shattering.

This high-grade spiritual weapon is no longer enough to support such a battle.

Li Qingshan's body was also full of tragic wounds, many of which were close to critical.

With outnumbered enemies, it is impossible not to get injured without using the power of demons. If it weren't for the wonderful restraint of these demon generals in "Suppressing Demons", even if he exerted his fighting talent to the extreme, he would not survive for ten seconds.

Looking at Xiaoan's golden body, there were also scars. After the golden body was dispersed, he was unscathed.

"It's a pity that these corpses cannot be put away."

Li Qingshan said to Xiao An with some regret, that the two monks are not fools, and they must not do weird behaviors that arouse suspicion.

Xiao An said: "It's okay, this is nothing."

Li Qingshan nodded and turned to face the statue of suppressing demons, and began to comprehend the fifth form of "Tutorial of suppressing demons".

Outside the Temple of Demon Suppression, the Fearless Monk felt relieved. The Monk Bunu beside him had disappeared. He entered the Temple of Demon Suppression, ready to rescue him at any time.

Although the beheaded genius is not a genius, but this is the fifth floor of the Temple of Demon Suppression, even if a group of the best disciples of Tianlong Temple are sent, there is no guarantee that the entire army will not be wiped out.

But in the end, Li Qingshan and Xiao An's fighting power surprised him deeply. The two teamed up almost seamlessly, which could not be described as a tacit cooperation, it was simply one heart.

There seems to be a special connection between them, which is far from being as simple as the relationship between a man and a woman.

The Demon Suppressing Statue shot out two more golden rays of light. Li Qingshan closed his eyes, and a stream of black demon energy radiated from his body, entrenched on the wound. The wound squirmed and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With his practice of "Suppressing Demons\

,"The dark red demonic heart in his body is also becoming stronger, absorbing the demonic nature of the bull demon and tiger demon, and relieving the spirit turtle's pressure.

Purely from this point of view, he is now no different from a demon, possessing a vitality that far surpasses that of a human.

A moment later, Li Qingshan opened his eyes, and the demonic energy emitted became more violent and powerful, and the degree of demonization became deeper.

"It seems to be pretty good!"

With a wave of Li Qingshan's hand, the water wave formed a mirror in front of him, saw a hideous human figure, and then raised his eyebrows to make such an evaluation.

Of course, this "not bad" is compared with the monster itself. He has never used beauty and ugliness as the standard for judging images. He has his own set of weird standards. In human form, the image of a handsome red-haired boy is much more satisfactory.

This demonized appearance is another style from the monster itself, basically maintaining the human form, except for the change in height, it is more like wearing a suit of armor that fits very well and is flamboyant.

But in the eyes of normal people, it is a real terrifying monster.

"Yeah!" Xiao An raised her head and nodded seriously, with a look of admiration from the bottom of her heart.

"I have to say, among the people I know, you are the most discerning!"

Li Qingshan laughed, and the laughter was rolling.

The fearless monk and the non-angry monk saw this scene in their eyes, and they were speechless about their aesthetics.

"You said this sixth floor, should we go down?"

Li Qingshan asked, he really wanted to go on and continue to study the sixth "Suppressing Demons", because his "Suppressing Demons Chain" was learned on the third floor.

This is not accidental. In many ancient exercises, the third floor is often a node, which can comprehend a spell or combat technique that complements the exercise, so that the practitioner can not be distracted from other things, and has a certain means of self-protection.

Along the way, the "Chain of Suppressing Demons" has made great contributions. Facing many demon generals who are difficult to defeat, as long as the "Chains of Suppressing Demons" is released, they can be completely suppressed, and the victory is extremely easy.

But the fifth floor is the watershed of the Temple of Suppressing Demons, and it will inevitably be more dangerous if it goes down. After completing the fifth form of the "Illustrated Record of Suppressing Demons", the pressure on the spirit turtle has basically been relieved, and it has recovered a bit of acuity. to the presence of danger.

Of course, if he can use his full strength freely, Li Qingshan believes that let alone the sixth floor, even the seventh floor is no problem. However, most of the fate of recovering the body of the demon in this temple of suppressing demons is the fate of going directly to the ninth floor and being suppressed for 10,000 years.

Xiao An said: "Continue!"

Li Qingshan wondered: "So confident!"

Without saying anything, Xiao An took out a red talisman from the treasure bag.

"It's my negligence."

Li Qingshan smiled. Talismans already occupy an extremely important position in the battle of practitioners, and they have a prominent role as a surprise soldier.

Li Qingshan has actually accumulated a lot of various talismans over the years, not to mention the red talisman, even the purple talisman, but in his level of battle, there are very few opportunities to use the talisman. forgotten.

Xiaoan took out a few more "corpse-fucking copper rings", each of which hides a corpse general, this is also one of the spoils of Li Qingshan's battle in the tomb hill, and it is the treasure of those few Jindan monks who were killed Collectibles in the bag.

Li Qingshan handed it over to Xiaoan for refining. Xiaoan has already completed the second level of accumulation in "The Way of the Red and White Bones".

Of course, this kind of corpse general who has been refined and manipulated is very different from the corpse generals in the Hungry Ghost Dao, and if he dares to use it in front of the corpse commander corpse king, he will immediately rebel, but it is used to charge the battle. But it is enough.

Li Qingshan was determined, and the two continued to move forward, stepping into the door.

The strong smell of blood made ordinary demon generals dare not approach this place at all, but there was a huge figure that came quickly by instinct, and Duoga swooped in, and it was another gluttonous feast.

...

The sixth floor of the Demon Town Hall, the central square.

Nearly a hundred demon generals gathered under the statue of suppressing demons to understand the secrets in this statue, hoping to leave this prison one day.

The atmosphere here is quite depressing and silent, and the demon generals have no intention of fighting each other. While watching the statue of suppressing demons, their eyes glance at the statue of suppressing demons from time to time.

A man with disheveled hair and an indifferent expression sat cross-legged, with a strange and strange sword full of demonic energy lying flat on his knees.

The sword body is as black as ink, but it is not straight, but like a pagoda, and its length is close to ten feet. One can imagine what kind of figure is needed to wield such a sword freely.

The weirdest thing is the sword, which is neither gold nor iron, nor stone nor wood, but a mass of flesh and blood. In the center is a bowl-sized eye, with only the white of the eye and no pupils. It is covered with bloodshot eyes. Very weird.

The other demon generals kept a distance of several feet away from him and did not dare to approach him, as if they did not even dare to take a breath.

"What the fuck are you doing?! Get out of the way, out of the way!"

A loud shout broke the silence, and a demon exuding a ferocious aura suddenly jumped out from the door under the statue of suppressing demons, and swung his palm at the indifferent man in front of him.

The position where the indifferent man was sitting was certainly the best position to participate in the study of the statue of suppressing demons, but it also happened to block the only way for the demons coming up from below.

The eyes of all the demons were full of schadenfreude and sarcasm: "Master Lietu is a genius of the demon race. Although he was knocked down from the realm of the demon commander, he is not something a demon general can fight against, let alone the 'evil eye' in his hand. "

Lietu shook his right hand slightly, and a gust of wind blew across the square.

The ferocious demon will staggered past Lietu. From his left shoulder to his right waist, he had a terrible scar, and violently sprayed blood mist. He turned around and said, "You are..."

Suddenly feeling as if something important was missing, he lowered his head and glanced at his chest.

Lietu was also lowering his head, playing with a stone-like black demon heart in his hand, when there was a "bang" sound from behind, and the ferocious demon fell to the ground.

Lietu didn't look back, and put the devil's heart into the weird eye in the center of the sword hilt. The eyeball fluctuated, and the black demon heart was included in it, as if finishing the finishing touch, there was an extra black pupil in the eyeball. The eyeballs rolled for a week, and every magic general who was seen felt a deep chill.

The dense bloodshot wound around the black pupils, the entire hilt of the sword twisted crazily, the roaring wind roared and stirred up Lietu's hair, filling the entire hall, all the demons felt as if they were suffocating.

The entire long sword glowed with black light, as if the night had fallen, and the brilliant gold around it immediately dimmed. Only the demon-suppressing statue remained unchanged, overlooking the scene condescendingly.

But after a while, the devil's heart was pushed out by the eyeballs, and fell to the ground with a jingle. It felt as if a person had eaten something unpalatable and spat it out with great disdain.

Lietu shook his head slightly, "Sure enough, it still doesn't work. The evil eye cannot be satisfied with the demon general's demon heart. A stronger demon heart is needed. We must recover our strength as soon as possible, go back to the seventh floor, and find a suitable demon heart." .”

His pointed ears moved suddenly, and he felt a lot of dead energy gathered outside the door. Although the other demon generals were afraid of Lietu, they were not weak. They sensed it and showed vigilance.

boom!

The nine gilded gates suddenly opened simultaneously, and hundreds of corpse soldiers swarmed in.

All the demon generals didn't take it seriously, it turned out that they were just corpse soldiers.

Lietu frowned, feeling that something was wrong. There were many people among the demon people who could control the corpses. These corpse soldiers were originally human. How could there be so many human corpses in the Demon Suppressing Tower? It is even more impossible for the bald donkeys in Tianlong Temple to use them. This trick.

Turning the eyes of the Xieyan sword in his hand, he saw that behind every corpse soldier, all the talismans were densely pasted, and they shattered at the same time, bursting out with light. (to be continued)