Legend of the Great Sage

After a series of fierce battles, he finally gained the upper hand. Li Qingshan couldn't wait to laugh three times. In the picture scroll, although Mo Yu had the upper hand at the beginning, his demonic aura was not endless. He was severely injured by Li Qingshan several times in succession, which actually consumed a lot. .

However, Li Qingshan showed amazing stamina. Under the ebb and flow, Mo Yu gradually failed, and was defeated by Li Qingshan's three sword strikes. At this time, he wanted to get away, but it was not so easy.

Li Qingshan firmly grasped the scroll, even if the Dragon King Mo Hai made a move, he would not be able to take it away completely from his hands. This scroll does have magical effects, but if it is considered sturdy, it may not be as strong as some gold and iron casts The magic weapon will definitely not be able to withstand the full strength of the two monster commanders.

"You... Beiyue... what do you want?"

In an instant, Mo Yu's face showed a look of fury, but immediately returned to a dead face with no expression. Now that Bei Yue had the upper hand, she didn't make a move right away, obviously she had other plans.

"Why don't you let go first, let's talk slowly?"

Li Qingshan has already seen that this scroll painting is extremely important to Mo Yu, otherwise he would have to spend a lot of effort to get out of it, and Mo Yu would have gone far away by then, making it difficult to catch up, but he did not hesitate to let him go Get out, and take the picture scroll with you.

The reason why he is not in a hurry to make a move is naturally to maximize the benefits and minimize the conflicts. If Mo Yu really came from the painting, it is very likely that as long as the painting is refined, he can be controlled. With such a hostage in his hands, the Dragon King Mo Hai would also be afraid to use it.

Judging from Mo Yu's performance, he was even more convinced of his reasoning.

"You can open it if you have any conditions, but you don't have to wishful thinking about this scroll!"

What Mo Yu said was categorical. This scroll painting is his root. Although he has his own will and becomes a monster that can practice, he still cannot get rid of this connection. To a certain extent, he is the so-called spirit. If it is refined by Beiyue, it will only end up as a slave.

"You don't seem to understand, who is in charge now?"

Li Qingshan pulled back suddenly, the scroll stretched taut and straight, although there was still a smile on his face, a cold light was already shining in his red eyes. Glancing at Mo Yu's hand holding the scroll, the originally pale hand turned into jet black, almost blending with the scroll, otherwise he would consider launching a surprise attack.

"If you dare to destroy this painting, you will become a sworn enemy against Mo Hai. From now on, Qingzhou, no, Kyushu will have no place for you!"

"Could it be that if I let you go today, can we still turn enemies into friends?

Are you going to be good friends from now on? "

Li Qingshan sneered, this kind of threat is becoming more and more serious, if Mo Yu is not subdued or killed today, is it possible to wait until he survives three catastrophes and becomes the demon king before seeking revenge on him?

Mo Yu looked up at the sky and sighed, "That's all!"

Li Qingshan smiled slightly, finally convinced! But seeing Mo Yu's expression stern, he pulled hard and snorted, the scroll was broken into two parts, Mo Yu would rather destroy it than hand it over to Li Qingshan.

Where the scroll was broken, spiritual light surged out, forming a ball of white liquid, changing shape, covering Li Qingshan. This is the strange world that exists in the picture scroll. Before it dissipates completely, Mo Yu regards it as the last means of counterattack. Once it is wrapped in it, even Li Qingshan will be severely injured.

But Li Qingshan was always on guard, how could he get hit, so he immediately retreated. The white liquid quickly disintegrated and melted into the void, and Mo Yu had already carried half a volume of the painting, and disappeared into the black vortex, completely cutting off the possibility of Li Qingshan's restoration of the painting.

"It's a bit decisive, but we've reached this point, do you still want to leave?"

Li Qingshan sighed in admiration, his expression turned serious, he waved his wings and soared into the sky, and in the midst of the world spinning, pieces of spirit turtles and mysterious armors flew out.

Li Qingshan closed his eyes, then opened them immediately, "Southwest! Mysterious light shines!"

With a wave of his hand, all the tortoises and mysterious armors overlapped and shone in the southwest direction. Sure enough, Mo Yu was spotted hundreds of miles away. Unexpectedly, instead of fleeing in the direction of Mo Hai, he did the opposite, and he did not lose an inch.

Li Qingshan turned into a ray of red light, whizzing towards the southwest like a meteor.

As soon as Mo Yu succeeded in moving, he spurted out a mouthful of black blood. The torn picture scroll had caused him an irreparable injury. Suddenly felt a chill in his heart, looking back, there seemed to be a red eye staring at him hundreds of miles away, he suppressed the injury, and immediately moved for the second time, changing direction again.

"Going north again? Mysterious light shines!"

Mo Yu moved three times in a row, constantly changing directions, and the feeling of being watched followed him like a shadow, like a sharp sword hanging above his head, ready to cut off at any time.

Moreover, the distance he moved was getting closer each time, and he reluctantly made the last move, but he only moved a distance of tens of miles, and still did not escape the surveillance. He knew that this was just a sprint for Beiyue.

Mo Yu was already exhausted, and the injuries on his body exploded violently. The wounds left by the "San Jue Shu", which had been healed with great difficulty, opened one after another, and black blood flowed out.

But in a moment, a ray of red light jumped out of the horizon and flew towards it. Mo Yu knew that there was no hope of escape, so he just stood in the void, watching the red light approaching calmly, "Bei Yue, you are too aggressive!"

Li Qingshan opened his mouth and let out a breath of wind. From small to large, it turned into a whistling tornado, rolling towards Mo Yu.

smashed you to pieces, can you recover?

... On the Wind and Rain Pavilion on the West Mountain, Si Bao saw them disappear, and was about to soar to chase Beiyue's red light. He put one hand on her shoulder, and Si Bao looked back puzzled and said, "Sister!"

"We should go back."

"Aren't we going to see the result?"

"Life and death are decided!"

Gu Yanying shook her head heavily. She very much hoped that Mo Yu would agree to Li Qingshan's conditions. In that case, there was still room for change. She could ask the Dragon King Mo Hai to come forward, pay the price, make an agreement, etc... But she also knew that Mo Yu would not Accept, she can persuade Li Qingshan to let Mo Yu live, but he will not agree.

She has heard many high-sounding words like "for your own good", but she also understands how disgusting these words are. Pretending to predict the future of the other party, if she doesn't follow what she said, what will happen! Even if this is the case, how many people would accept it willingly?

She knew it was useless, but she still said it, and it was still useless in the end. There is nothing worse than watching bad things happen but being unable to stop them. From now on, there will be two less acquaintances on this path of practice!

Mo Yu uttered a shrill cry, turned into a black crow, flew around the wind pillar and flew towards Li Qingshan, splashing drops of ink on his body.

Facing the unstoppable counterattack, Li Qingshan also restrained his expression, raised his fist silently, and was about to send the enemy one last pass, when he suddenly turned around and punched out.

The crow disappeared and turned into a black feather, appearing behind him.

Faced with this deadly punch, Mo Yu opened his arms, with no fear on his face, not even a bit of surprise, a smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and his lips opened and closed silently.

you will die!

Li Qingshan's heart sank, as soon as his fist touched Mo Yu's body, he turned into a cloud of pitch-black ink and burst.

Explode the demon pill, and die together!

That power is ten times more powerful than any golden core cultivator Li Qingshan has ever seen self-exploding golden core. The world seems to be blackened with ink, and the dark sphere full of death power swells to the extreme, and it seems that a black sun appears in the sky .

In a radius of dozens of miles, the vegetation withered, and people and animals died.

Li Qingshan had already expected this situation, and made corresponding precautions. At the moment Mo Yu blew himself up as a demon core, pieces of spirit turtles and mysterious armor flew out, forming a solid sphere. After being promoted to the demon commander, the turtle's most basic supernatural power, the mysterious armor of the spirit turtle, has become more powerful in defense.

The black sun swallowed it silently. In an instant, cracks appeared on the mysterious armor of the spirit turtle, which was crumbling. It only supported for a moment before it shattered. Li Qingshan was also swallowed by the darkness. Fire, launch an attack.

It's not that the Spirit Turtle Profound Armor is not strong enough, but that Li Qingshan has been constantly urging his innate supernatural powers and making predictions, which consumes a lot of energy and monster energy.

The black sun gradually became smaller and finally disappeared.

Li Qingshan looked up at the crescent moon, the sky full of stars, let out a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Mo Yu, I'm still alive!"

The moment when the turtle's armor supported it was crucial, and it resisted most of the damage. Fortunately, the force of the explosion did not have any guidance, and it just spread in all directions in an orderly manner, otherwise it would be really dangerous.

After going through hardships, beheading the enemy, how happy it is!

But now it's time to run!

...Thousands of miles away, before the life lamp went out, a pair of dragon eyes opened again, and the sea of ​​ink began to churn.

In the sea of ​​ink, the Dragon King chanted.

In Nanshu City, King Mu Chulie of Qingzhou stepped onto the top of the city, looked into the depths of the ink sea, and saw a black dragon soaring into the sky, winding and flying like a giant pillar, connecting the distance between the sky and the sea , The sea of ​​ink roared wildly, wanting to go with it.

"Fellow Daoist Mo Long, what happened?" King Chu Lie asked loudly.

The Dragon King of Mohai didn't answer, and flew over the Nanshu City, pointing directly to the southwest, thousands of miles away.

... Li Qingshan's hairs started to stand up, and he felt unprecedented terror. He clearly sensed that no enemy appeared, but that dangerous feeling was like a divine sword slashing towards the neck, leaving only a slight difference, and it was about to make someone's head fall.

Calm down and take precautions with the spirit turtle, so as not to be locked by the divination technique, and finally restrain your breath.

However, something went wrong at this step. In the explosion just now, his body was covered with ink marks. After careful inspection, the ink marks were not only on the skin, but also penetrated into the bones of the body, and even covered the demon core. dead air.

Although it can't hurt him, it can't be completely eliminated in a moment. If the guess is correct, the Dragon King of the Black Sea and the Black Feather come from the same source, then the ink mark will be as eye-catching as a bright light in the dark, no matter how completely the breath is hidden, it will be useless.

"Is this Mo Yu's last curse? Hehe, I used to be joking, but this damn curse is called the death curse! I have to say, well done!"

Li Qingshan praised, waved his wings, and plunged into the strong wind.

(to be continued) q