Legend of the Great Saint

Oops, if the mad flower soul really slashes Yue Wuyang, it will be over!

Li Qingshan was waiting to stop, Yue Wuyang roared, centered on him, a ring of air swelled over a hundred miles, and the end of the mad knife was also swayed out.

Yue Wuyang's eyes are red and bloody, his muscles are knotted, and the scars on his body heal quickly. Just like the real king of Ashura, he enters an explosive state similar to the "Fighting Fury" and slams toward the end of the mad knives. It’s several times faster, and Chang Ge is impatient.

A sharp stream is like lightning, destroying everything along the way.

"At last I got a little bit of meaning." The mad flower knife smiled, waiting for the knife to meet, suddenly disappeared.

"Yue Daoyou, I will see it until now!"

Li Qingshan reached out and took the last road mad knife back from the Shura field.

The mad flower knife roared: "Li Qingshan, I warned you, don't worry about it!"

"You can't kill him." Li Qingshan decided.

"Nonsense!" The end of the mad flower knife violently trembled.

"Don't be too young to see people, people can't beat you, can't you still run?" Li Qingshan said.

"Stop, where can he go in this Shura field?"

"I haven't said that I will help you trap him."

"You are eating a bastard!"

"The monk shut up! This is your battle, it is not my battle!"

One person and one knife are facing each other, not screaming at the side of the shame, but even more shocked by the power of this end of the mad knives, a knife in hand, mortals can also kill the great monk, in the hands of Li Qingshan, what kind of power.

Yue Wuyang’s chest violently fluctuated several times, and the double scorpion returned to its normal color. The impact of this battle was not small. It was almost lost to a knife, but it even aroused the desire of the heart. If you can get such a blade, His strength will be turned upside down, and he will come to the Shura ceremonial platform and look at the mottled stone platform.

After a while, Yue Wuyang walked out of the Shura field and had already sorted out the clothes. He said: "Li Daoyou, please lend me the use of this Shura Guardian!"

He fully recognized the strength of Li Qingshan and no longer treated him as a younger generation.

......

Lianyue Mountain Range, Qingxiaodong House.

Thirty-three sacral rosary beads spin and sway, constantly changing arrays, always maintaining the skeleton of the sacrum, screaming in the mountain belly, Xiao An screaming in the white robes.

She reached out and made a gimmick into a rosary, and she went back into her wrist.

She pondered for a moment, and suddenly she radiated a pale golden Buddha light, and the treasures were solemn, so that people would be respectful at first sight.

She raised her hand with a sacred rosary, and the light gathered on it, plating a pale gold for the white rosary, and it looked like there was no more evil, just like the Buddha.

She only stepped out of the Dongfu, the mountains were full of clouds, the mountains and rains were continuous, and the mountains became green and blue.

"Looking for so long, it's hard for you, come out!" Xiaoan Qingyue's voice echoed in the mountains.

A hoarse and cruel voice sounded, "I heard that you are the Taoist of Li Qingshan, or the best disciple of Tianlong Zen?"

Xiao An jumped on a mountain, pulled back his knives and raised it high.

"Awkwardly knife!" The voice was astonished.

"Awkwardly knives." Xiao'an voice calmly retelled.

"Where did you get this knife?"

The clouds suddenly broke open, and a giant-sized flying scorpion swooped down from the sky, and the sound of the flapping wings was deafening, provoked a gust of wind.

boom!

The mountain under Xiao’an’s foot collapsed and the boulder splashed in all directions. She had already reached another mountain.

The flying scorpion demon handsome a pair of huge compound eyes, reflecting the numerous Xiao An figure, the heart is full of surprise, her strength is beyond his expectations, and Xiaoan's next words, so that he has no time to take care of these.

"Do you want to know where the Golden King is?"

"Golden King of the Golden King!" The king of the Flying King gnawed his teeth, and in countless days and nights under the Temple of the Devil, he was thinking about how to revenge, and there was no more hatred than this.

"Golden King Ling." Xiao An once again calmly retelled.

"Give me a clear idea of ​​where he is? I can spare you a life!"

"It's in this wishful county, and it will rise in the next few days. If you want to stop him, be prepared!" Xiaoan said with no expression.

"Where is Ruyi County?" Fei Tianyu Wang asked, "Ruyi County is a thousand miles, to find a hidden demon king, like a needle in a haystack."

"When the day of the robbery comes, you will understand." Xiao Andao.

"I want you to tell me clearly now!" Flying King snarled, once again rushed to Xiaoan.

Xiao An is standing on the top of the mountain, and the mouth of the mountain is slightly open. The mountains are suddenly illuminated by the Buddha, and the sound of the dragon is carried out.

"Hey!"

The flying scorpion demon handsome shocked, the huge flying scorpion demon handsome in the sound of the dragon smashed, and in the dazzling Buddha light, a glimpse of the three bones of the bones of the fire, a collection of this resource.

The light gradually faded, and the clouds in the mountains entangled and gathered.

"I don't need you to spare." Xiao An took the knife and sheathed and turned away.

Across the mountain peaks, I walked out of the Dongfu, and followed a sly ghost, holding a chin and thinking for a moment, smiling, followed by the clouds.

......

On the Dragon Snake Lake, a small island that can hardly be considered as an island, the hundreds of disciples who traveled to each other were far away from the island, not only because it was the place where the white wolf led the retreat, but also because it often sounded. The horror of the terror.

Regardless of day or night, winter or heat, as if coming from the depths of hell, entrenched in the hearts of people ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ a few months ago, a legal disciple wanted to get close to the island, want to get from this The predecessors of the legal family got a chance, but they had not yet set foot on the island, and they returned to their homes without blood. They soon went mad and died, so they did not dare to come here.

At this time, the humming sound once again, in the center of the lush island, a woman squatting on the soil, wrapped in a beautiful little snake, walking up the edge of her skin, and sometimes looking up from the skin, Speaking of the blue snake letter, she was originally a beautiful face, twisted by pain, her eyes filled with hatred, and even more ugly, as if indulged in the deep evil spirits of hell.

Suddenly, the snake of **** became swaying, and the high head began to move in the same direction, full of hostility.

Qian Rongqi looked up and saw a figure coming towards her. The footsteps were light and silent. It was like a defensive wind, and the clothes were dancing, and she could not help but breathe. As the figure approached, the Hell Snake calmed down and sneaked into her skin, entwining each other to form a strange and gorgeous tattoo.

Xiao Andao: "Do you want to see me?" To be continued. )

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