Legend of the Great Sage

Zhu Lie's expression changed drastically, his whole body was ablaze, and he rushed towards Ru Xin desperately. Ru Xin didn't change her smile, and flew back, the distance between the two was quickly shortened, and then slowly distanced.

All kinds of violent diseases broke out on Zhu Lie's body at the same time, his whole body was swollen, his skin was festered, Ru Xin in his vision was gradually blurred, his eyes were covered with a layer of shadow, and he was almost blind.

"You bastard, let's die together!"

Zhu Lie howled wildly as a dying beast, his chest was burning hot and beating violently, his heart was about to burst. The heart of the fire-eating human race is like the demon pill of the demon clan, it is the central collection of power, once detonated, it can burst out with amazing destructive power.

At such a close distance, Ru Xin could not escape death.

"The trapped beast is still fighting, and the heart is in sudden arrest!" Ru Xin smiled and stretched out her five fingers, gently grasping it.

For a moment, Zhu Lie seemed to be drained of all his strength. For the first time in his life, his heart calmed down and stopped beating. The flames on his body were also extinguished. He raised the three-pronged fork in his hand and stabbed at her.

Ru Xin passed him slightly sideways, a hand as white as jade plunged into his chest, and pulled out a bright red heart. It quickly condenses and hardens in the wind, turning into a fiery red stone—the Molten Core!

Zhu Lie's body was completely swallowed by the disease, died, and died. The plague ghost emerged from his body and returned to Ru Xin's body.

Ru Xin sighed slightly, and looked at the sky, blood red gradually appeared in the azure blue, and she faintly felt that she might be affected by some kind of influence of this dragon arena, so she couldn't control the killing intent in her heart.

But once the beast is released, how can it be re-imprisoned?

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As soon as Li Qingshan left the big banyan tree, he felt a very obvious change. The murderous aura condensed in the air, and the sky was soaked in a touch of blood red. The tiger demon in the sea of ​​consciousness let out a bloodthirsty growl, if it wasn't suppressed by the spirit turtle, maybe even he would be affected.

Although the nearly completed Dragon Arena is not as good as the real Asura Field, it has gained a bit of sincerity. The monks of all sects and factions sacrificed themselves in it, and there was no room for them to keep their hands. Thousands of monks died in battle, and it was like adding fuel to the fire, as if the air was burning.

The great lake disappeared and became a rolling desert. Si Qing's hunting plan was back on track. The seventeen foundation-building monks recharged their batteries, flying swords and weapons flying out of their hands, and the aura intertwined into a dense net, sealing off all Li Qingshan's advances and retreats. path of.

Li Qingshan smiled.

The stature disappeared suddenly. Although it did not play the role of invisibility, it made all the locks of the air mechanism all empty. The sword fell, and the net broke.

Just about to take advantage of the situation and kill a few. Suddenly he felt a weight all over his body, and he couldn't help but slow down, knowing that he had been hit by the opponent's spell, and it must be some kind of earth spell. At the same time, at least seven kinds of spells landed on him. The spells are no more than magical weapons, and the attack range is huge, so they can only be blocked. Among them, there are at least four spells that control the stagnant figure. Suddenly it became impossible to move an inch.

And those magical artifacts flew towards him again, each of which had the power to kill and kill life. The burly man with scars shouted loudly, the knotted arms of his arms became thicker, and the all-directional ground-splitting hammer became extremely huge, smashing down on Li Qingshan's head.

Everyone felt relieved, did they really think they could beat us together? Seeing that Li Qingshan was outnumbered, he was in a desperate situation just by meeting him.

"clang!"

A pitch-black pagoda appeared out of thin air, and all the magic weapons fell on it, and they all bounced away, but they were all suppressed by the bombardment of the ground-breaking hammer from all directions. He was secretly injured, and looked at the intact pitch-black pagoda with an incredulous expression.

Even Jindan cultivators couldn't bear his hammer, and they couldn't break this strange tower. He didn't know that Li Qingshan's Demon Suppressing Tower couldn't be opened even by Golden Core cultivators, and he was also the head elder of Tianlong Temple.

Although everyone was shocked but not afraid, they shouted: "Set up the formation!"

Immediately, eight monks took out the array flags they had prepared for a long time, surrounded the pagoda in eight directions, and set up an "eight-sided wind array". On the magic tower, there is the power of destroying bones, breaking gold and cutting jade.

But for the Demon Suppressing Tower, it was like a breeze blowing on the face, without paying attention to it, and not even a trace could be left.

Boom boom boom boom!

A group of monks each used their strongest means to bombard the Demon Suppressing Tower, and the loud noise echoed throughout the desert.

The Demon Suppressing Tower swayed slightly under this attack, almost toppled over. The eight demon-suppressing chains flew in all directions, locking the demon-suppressing tower in the void, so that it would not shake again.

My demon nature is endless. My sins are endless.

For Li Qingshan, this is the strongest defense after the Spirit Turtle Xuanjia.

"No wonder he is so arrogant, so he has such a means to be invincible!" The scarred man was shocked in his heart, and ordered loudly: "Everyone takes turns to hold the banner, conserve spiritual power, and see how long he can last! "

Everyone nodded, revealing a ferocious look. The more powerful the magic weapon, the greater the consumption of spiritual power. Blindly defending can only lead to the exhaustion of spiritual power.

This is a very reasonable inference, but the untransmitted secret method of Tianlong Temple uses the demonic nature of the people suppressed in the tower as the source of power.

Li Qingshan was in the tower, the reason why he didn't get out immediately was because he felt his demon nature was boiling. During the battle, the tiger demon became more and more restless. It was a bit reluctant to suppress the bull demon and tiger demon with the spirit turtle, but under the influence of the killing intent of the dragon arena, the already violent tiger demon became more and more restless.

To fight against the outside world, you must first settle down inside. Besides, compared with his own troubles, the siege from outside is nothing. He comforted the tiger demon, diverted this hostile energy, and poured it into the dark red demon's heart, becoming more and more crystal clear. And the other one simply poured into the Dantian sword energy, making the sword intent even more fierce to kill.

A moment later, Li Qingshan let out a tiger roar, no longer hiding the suppressed demon nature, but letting it out in another posture, his body soared to ten feet, covered with a pair of ferocious armor, the bright red seemed to drip blood .

The left hand holds the Devil Sword, while the right hand holds a black ring. This is the magic weapon that Si Qing had to give him as a reward when he was on the Feiyun Terrace. For "Le magic circle".

Seeing that the Demon Suppressing Tower didn't appear to be broken at all, the expressions of the foundation-building monks gradually became serious, "He must be supported by the elixir that quickly restores his spiritual power. As long as we attack for a while, we will definitely be able to force him out!"

Before the words were finished, the chains of the demon-suppressing chains were put away. As soon as everyone showed joy, they saw the demon-suppressing tower whistling and crashing into the formation. All the monks holding the formation flag felt tight in their chests.

"Maintain the formation, don't let him escape!"

The Demon Suppressing Tower flew high, and the ferocious demon general who appeared in it surprised everyone, "How did he become like this!" The magic circle was activated even more urgently.

The strong wind fell on Li Qingshan's body, making a loud noise. His body was heavily armored, and countless marks were cut out in a blink of an eye, almost peeling off a layer.

Li Qingshan raised his hand and swung his sword!

The evil eyes of the sword hilt released a round of evil light, and then it became smaller. The blood-red sword light tore through the line of sight, and at the same time tore apart a monk holding the formation flag. Under the horrified eyes, he was split in two .

Wind gusts come from all directions, break!

The wind subsides.

At the same time, under his trend, the Zhenmo Tower rampaged, blocked countless attacks, and disrupted the encirclement of Si Qing's minions.

There were still a lot of magic spells falling on his body, all of which were resisted by the armor and offset by the demon energy. Li Qingshan kept walking, turned around and swung a sword, the blood flashed away, and a head was rushed away by the blood.

His Three Absolute Sword Qi was absorbed into the Devil Betrayer Sword, and he would not let it go, and the sword intent contained the murderous aura of the Tiger Demon.

The point of a sword, the killing intent deters the enemy and cannot be dodged. The evil eye peeks out the flaws and is irresistible. No matter what kind of enemy it is, it can smash it with a single sword.

In an instant, he was attacked countless times, the magic weapon for protecting his body was damaged, and his armor was full of cracks. He took this opportunity and swung five swords, killing, killing, killing!

Of the seventeen monks, there were only ten left.

The two red lights in Li Qingshan's eyes swept away, and everyone's faces changed, and they were horrified.

The battle fell from the sky to the ground. Suddenly a giant hand made of sand stretched out from the desert and grabbed Li Qingshan.

With a move of Li Qingshan's devilish energy, he scattered his giant hand, and then punched the Bafang Ground Splitting Hammer.

boom! The battle armor covering the arm shattered into pieces, flying in all directions.

The scarred man's eyes were wide open, his hands were dripping with blood, and the ground-breaking hammer was released from his hands, spinning and flying into the sky. Suddenly, I felt a tightness in my neck, and there was a black ring. The magic circle of strangulation kept tightening, strangling into the flesh.

With a bang, a huge head was strangled, and the last sentence was said: "So you have been hiding your strength!"

When he fought Zhu Lie in the past, everyone saw that he was forced into a desperate situation, and finally turned defeat into victory. Everyone thought that was the limit of his strength.

"Native chicken and dog, dare to kill me?" Li Qingshan smiled, and the magic circle flew back into his hand, pointing at Changtian: "Thank you for your generosity!"

Seeing this scene in his eyes, Si Qing clenched his fists and his face changed dramatically.

"Kill!" The remaining ten monks all summoned up their courage to kill Li Qingshan. But many people can't win, let alone few people, Li Qingshan not only didn't feel tired after a fierce battle, but he was full of killing intent, and he didn't enjoy himself.

In the blink of an eye, three more people died, and the remaining six were frightened and fled in all directions.

With a wave of Li Qingshan's hand, one person was restrained by the Demon-Suppressing Tower, one person was entangled by the Demon-Suppressing Chain, and one person was trapped by the Demon-Suppressing Circle. Without mercy, he swung his sword to kill one by one.

Si Qing no longer cared about the rules, and manipulated the dragon arena to teleport Li Qingshan out, beheading him regardless of everything else.