Legend of the Great Saint

"The palace owner is so motivated, not like the sword repair!"

In the ruins of the Daxiong Hall, Gu Yanying crossed a line of Jianguang. She stared deeply at the owner of the Tibetan sword palace. The "hot air hell" followed her school, but it was not her best way of fighting. If the cultivation is the foundation, it is even more difficult to force the sword to compare. If it is normal, her field should have been broken, even if it is smashed by a sword, she is not surprised.

However, although the offensive of the Tibetan sword palace is fierce, it is the most common sword in the Tibetan sword palace. Even her field is clearly on the verge of collapse, and the sword of the Tibetan swordsman has also weakened, so that she can continue to support. When the Daxiong Hall was destroyed, she tried to force the sword away, and when she left with the flowers, the Jianguang suddenly became brilliant and did not give her any chance.

This is no longer obvious. The owner of the Tibetan sword palace seems to be deliberately keeping his hands. Up until now, he is the enemy of Li Qingshan. He is easily placed outside the battlefield, without having to face the sharp blade, the horror, and the use of flowers. Cheng Zan will delay Li Qingshan here, otherwise Li Qingshan only needs to turn his mind and go away, who can stay with him.

"Do you know what is Kendo?" The owner of the Tibetan sword palace is cold, and the fall of Ming and Ji Xuan's seems not to have much impact on him.

"The world thinks that the Tibetan Sword Palace is just a stern decree, and the Xuan Yin sect is very scheming. It seems that even I am not bothered by the illusion."

Gu Yanying provoked eyebrows and couldn’t help but feel.

The sword repairs the heart and the sword, no matter what the meaning of the sword, there is often a rational and cold, because this is the shackles of the sword. In order to control the ghosts, the ghosts are inevitably affected, and in many cases they are more emotional.

The secluded and alum are a stark contrast. This yin and yang is like a difference between men and women. The woman's sultry performance is vividly displayed in the court, but it is just a love affair. The man's sultry but the world is ruined and murdered. Not only will there be no embarrassment, but there will also be a saying that "the big man is like this".

"I have said that. The people in the Tibetan sword palace are all damn, this person is the most damn!"

A faint voice sounded, and the secluded hand held a sneaky gaze, staring coldly at the owner of the Tibetan sword. The power of the "Vatican Sound Net Array" was greatly reduced by Xiao An, and the suppression she received was suddenly reduced.

"The secluded adult is really a foresight!"

Gu Yanying smiled, she came to Longzhou. At the beginning, there was no choice and alum, but many people were shocked. After all, whether it is the responsibility of the Eagle Wolf, or the temperament of the temper, it is more suitable for the Tibetan sword palace.

"Yan Ying, change your name! I am not a king." The ghosts of the ghosts screamed and called out several ghost kings and rushed to the main house of the Tibetan sword.

Although I am concerned about the comfort of Xuanyue, I also have self-knowledge, even if I used to help. It is also impossible to shake the big Buddha, and a few ghost kings may not even be able to do it. She already saw it. If Li Qingshan does not retreat, Xuan Yue will not retreat, and Li Qingshan is bound to save his friends. Even killing the owner of the Tibetan sword, so all the crux is, but it is here.

The main body of the Tibetan sword palace suddenly screamed at the top of the Big Buddha. As a star fell on the top of the Big Buddha, not only did the smashing of the ghosts cry, but even a few ghost kings retreated and did not dare to approach.

"Sure enough! Come to Japan, the sister does not have to be tempted to use things, come to Japan." Gu Yanying felt the pressure is light, turned and said: "Does the sovereign not come to help?"

Xuan Yin’s lord is standing on the edge of the mountain. The Qingzhou’s magic road giant is watching the battles of all parties. However, he does not respect the king’s order to kill Li Qingshan, nor does he come to deal with the enemy of the Tibetan sword palace. The attitude is very embarrassing, I don't know what the idea is, if he is willing to take it, it will be enough to resist the possession of the sword.

"Gu Daoyou, I am Wang Fu Shangqing, Xuan Yue is the future lord of my Xuan Yinzong, and it is also like a fearless master!" Xuan Yin Zongzhu smiled, revealing a white tooth, but there is a half. Difficult look.

At this moment, Li Qingshan swallowed the Yuan Ying of Zhu Fuzi into the abdomen, and a spurt of anger, white light whistling down.

"Oh, one more dead, but unfortunately, if the monk of the great monk is transformed into a ghost slave, it is very easy to use." Xuan Yin Zong main.

Gu Yanying’s words made the heart of the secluded heart move, looking up at the white light of the whistling, the figure of the king of Chu Lie, now that the monk is dead, the prince of Xuan Ri is also degraded, and the Tibetan sword palace and Tianlong Zen are weakened. The three major sects of Qingzhou, only Xuan Yinzong is still strong, Xuan Yue has such strength, is the best person to inherit the position of Chu Wang.

He can't stand this breath for a while, but as long as she can survive this battle, she can slowly persuade that there may not be a turnaround, and maybe she can retell the old friendship.

The Daxiong Hall is shrouded in a white light.

......

"The five elements are upside down, the circles are blurred!"

Chu Lie Wang’s big sleeve waved, pushing the five-pointed star in front of it, suddenly becoming bigger, ten times, a hundred times, rotating over the Big Foshan, twisting the scene between the heavens and the earth, compared with the rush of a palm, the power is not big How many times?

Li Qingshan seems to be trapped in a haha ​​mirror that changes shape. The limbs are stretched from time to time, sometimes compressed, and everything in front of them becomes a grotesque appearance. Only the figure of Chu Liewang grows bigger and bigger, like a **** standing on the ground. Hey, cold and majestic overlooking him, his left hand turned over, a gold seal pressed down, deep and deep in the four big characters "The Seal of the King of Chu!"

In an instant, Li Qingshan felt that he was under the palm of the Buddha. As the gold seal was pressed, the voices of hundreds of millions of people were heard in the ears. There were screams of the market, the buzz of life, the crying of children, and everything in the world. The sound, no meaning, gathered together like a mountain, a tsunami, overwhelming.

"Death!"

"Friendly means!"

Li Qingshan praised ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is a trick that is enough to compare with the Mohai Dragon King. If it is a normal monk, it can only be boiled into a bolognese - but even this praise is also reversed and distorted. It became very weird.

His body shape rose in the wind, ten feet, hundred feet, and reached more than seven hundred feet, turned into the body of the demon, a pair of iron hoofs landing, stepping on the head of the Big Buddha, both palms up.

boom!

The iron hoof is deep, and numerous cracks spread in the mountains. If it is not soaked in the Buddha's light for thousands of years, it will collapse.

"Only by these means, I can't kill me!"

Li Qingshan’s laughter was rolling like a thunder, and both palms resisted the seal of the king of Chu. A steady stream of power poured into the body, and the world that turned the fascination turned back to normal.

Everyone looked up and saw that this scene was deeply imprinted into the mind and unforgettable.

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