Legend of the Great Saint

The Jianjianfeng was deflected by the blast, and was blasted out of a large pit. The large earth and stone collapsed and cracked. The weapon that the king of the state could possess was really strong and shocking in terms of destructive power. It can be said that this is the true strongest state of Chu Lie Wang, because unlike the Yaozu, people have always used foreign objects, even if they are the swordsmen who pay the most attention to their own cultivation, they also need a unique sword. The "Red Dragon King" is the sword in the hands of the King of Chu.

Li Qingshan could not help but feel that if there was this "Red Dragon King" in the first battle, the winners and losers were not known!

"The King of Chu, you haven't seen it for a long time, don't come innocent." He said with a smile, but his mouth was full of sorrow.

Chu Liewang glanced at him and said, "Come a late, thank you Dragon King for coming to help!"

"I am not helping you, don't thank you." Mo Hailong Wang said calmly.

"I naturally understand that I don't thank you, I have nothing to do with you." Chu Lie Wang said indifferently.

"Hey, these two guys!" Li Qingshan sneered in his heart, but he also understood this step, he has a pride, not as casual as he is.

Thus, a person king, a demon king, a half man and a half demon, although there are many contradictions, but they stand on the same front.

The three top Qingzhou strongmen have joined forces, and this battle seems to have no suspense!

"You guys are damn..."

The elders are stable and their expressions are more and more distorted.

"There are thousands of autumn paintings!" The ink dragons are spinning and flying, and the heavens and the earth are white. Except for the dark clouds of thick ink and the ink dragons of the orthopedic flying, all other scenes are turned into pale colors, as if to launch a magnificent picture, the world. Throughout the ages, you have entered the painting.

"The end of the road, the **** moon is coming!"

In the blink of an eye. Li Qingshan slashed a thousand times, synthesizing a blow, and a round of curved knives broke away, scarlet like blood. Blazing like a fire, like a **** moon descending from the sky, irreversible, nothing to be, become the most vivid existence on this pale picture.

The king of Chu Lie vacated, and the "Red Dragon King" was another roar. The main gun of the ship spewed a red light, like a real dragon fire, destroying the dead. Destroy everything, and at the same time turn the right hand, lift the small Ding of the ancient vicissitudes, and unfold a field in the sky, not only does not contradict the "picture" of the ink king. Instead, it further enhances its power.

There is no exchange of thoughts, no line of sight exchange, Li Qingshan, Chu Lie Wang, and Mo Hailong Wang at the same time, but with the incomparable tacit understanding, as if after thousands of drills.

With the unfolding of the scroll, the Qingzhou Ding's depression, the world of the sword has actually collapsed. The 10,000-handed sword also became pale and weak, completely suppressing the swords of the heavens and the earth, and the ink color spread with it, so that the Qingjian Tibetan Jianfeng was also dyed with a handle, as if it had become a mountain in the painting.

At the same time, the blood moon fell into the Tibetan sword peak. Until the red light of the bombardment on the mountain, it was silently cracking a smooth knife mark.

There are countless sword holes on the Jianjian Peak, shooting countless blood, and the **** moon in the mountain suddenly bursts and turns into thousands of violent swords. Destroy the dead.

During the time, the Jianjian Peak was covered with cracks, in which the blood and light floated, and it trembled as if it would collapse at any time.

Li Qingshan said: "After these two enemies become helpers, this battle seems to be a bit too simple."

The four kings looked up at the sky like the ink-and-wash mountain paintings, and they all felt extremely shocked. This is the power of their joint attack. The Tibetan sword peak, which was just so difficult to compete, was hit by a single move. collapse.

It is just as strong as the strong ones that let the invasion of the magic domain fail again and again.

Originally, they also planned to cooperate with Chu Liewang to attack Zang Jianfeng, but the reaction was slightly slower. I saw this scene again and completely let go of my heart and prepared to keep the Tianlong Temple.

Suddenly, however, the nearly collapsed Tibetan Jianfeng quickly became bigger and bigger!

"Sacrifice with blood!"

"Elders of the Sky" will have a pair of palms, and the clothes will be scattered and turned into powder. The skin will also tear, and the blood will splash. It will be integrated into the Jianjian Peak under the foot. The Jianfeng Peak will be stabilized immediately.

However, the "Elder of Heaven" has no skin at all, revealing the flesh and blood, and can no longer see the original appearance, like the evil spirits crawling out of the pool of hell. This is the sorrow of the "sword slave", and it is always the "sword soul". Sacrifice everything.

"The sword is returned to the sect!"

The elders stood upside down and inserted one hand into the Jianjian Peak. It was like holding a giant sword. The long-handed sword flew back and the swords of the heavens and the earth suddenly shrank and violently operated.

The Jianjianfeng was born and detached from the scroll, and fell sharply toward the Great Foshan.

The four great kings joined forces to meet, and the "Vatican Sound Net World" that was weakened to the extreme only supported the moment, and it was declared to be completely disintegrated.

In the face of this horrible scene of natural disasters, the instinct tells them to avoid it immediately, otherwise it will die. However, at the foot is the foundation of the Tianlong Temple. It was directly bombarded by the Tibetan Jianfeng. The entire Foshan Mountain will collapse, and all the disciples will die under the landslide. So all four are still moving.

Fearless martyrdom: "With the temple, you are today! Don't pay meditation, don't pay for my Buddha!"

The three kings followed and read: "Do not bear the meditation, not pay for my Buddha!"

Jin Guangyao, the four great kings were turned into Baizhang King Kong, and raised their arms to meet Jian Jianfeng.

boom! There was a loud noise, but there was no violent bombardment in the imagination. There were two black pillars standing beside him, looking up the pillars. It was a great demon who stood on the ground and used his arms to pick up the entire Jianfeng Peak.

"Aoyama!" Not roaring.

"You still don't leave!"

Li Qingshan licked his mouth, his body creaked, and Rao was turned into a "bull-magic change". It was difficult to counter the pressure of the Tibetan sword peak, and the bones of the arm were broken, the spine was broken and broken, and the flesh and blood were not necessary. Said, with the earth and stone of the Tibetan Jianfeng mixed together, turned into a rising fire, but he hooked a pair of horns into the mountain, holding on to death. A pair of hooves were deeply immersed in the Great Foshan, and the head of the Buddha was cracked and collapsed.

The fearlessness is also moving, and the color is correct: "We all owe you a life!" and then loudly ordered: "All disciples listened to the order and evacuated the Great Foshan as soon as possible!"

Although they are not willing to admit it, they have been difficult to intervene in this battle. They are almost in a state of difference with the Tibetan Jianfeng. Only the Mohai Dragon King and other peerless powers who have reached the peak of three days of robbery can compete with one of them. Other people go up and die.

"You bug, see me crush you!"

The "Elder of Heaven" is not his voice, but the entire Tibetan Jianfeng is roaring and roaring.

The rumble of the rumbling, Li Qingshan's huge body was almost pressed into the Big Foshan, bursting into a series of broken bones, but his expression became more persevering, Shen Sheng: "Come!"

A dragon smashed, the ink cloud swelled and swelled, gathered at the side of Li Qingshan, holding up the Jianfeng Peak together, and the ink dragon king flew around the Big Buddha Mountain.

"The five elements are upside down!" Chu Lie Wang stepped on the Tibetan Jianfeng step by step, and took a palm to the "Elder of Heaven."

The "Elder of Heaven" was inserted into the Jianjian Peak in one hand and became a sword in one hand.

Although there is no sword in the hand, it seems that the whole world is like a palm of the hand. In the blink of an eye, the swords and palms meet for thousands of times. Even though the posture is weird and the body can't move, it is not falling, and the aftermath is a storm.

A huge ink-colored faucet rises from the east side of the Tibetan sword peak and comes from a bite.

The "Elder of Heaven" sword refers to Chu Lie Wang, the right leg is twisted at a strange angle, and the dragon head is stepping on the faucet.

The faucet suddenly turned into a human form--the one that Li Qingshan had seen before, "there is no trace of ink" - chic sleeves and a sword.

Hey! A metal cross, the "Elders" right leg flesh and blood faded, the leg bones turned into a sword front, blocking the Jianfeng. The same is true of the left leg, stretching out and the sword is flashing.

The magnificent red light shot by the "Red Dragon King" was divided into two, and the angle changed accordingly. They respectively attacked Chu Lie Wang and Mo Hai Long Wang.

Chu Lie Wang hit the palm of his hand, and the front of the sky was distorted. The red light shifted away and flew to the sky.

The body of the ink dragon is like a ink, calmly avoiding the red light, a loud noise dozens of miles behind him, a mushroom cloud rising into the sky, the ring of air waves will turn a group of people who are retreating to the ground.

It is hard to conceal the horror of the four kings. This method of swords is incredible. It is no accident that one of the tricks is defeated. It can even be said that it is fortunate.

Twisted and weird laughter in the Jianjian Peak, anger, pleasure, hatred, viciousness, as if the madman hysterical laughter is full of chaos, it is difficult to distinguish, but the effect is like a magic sound. The monks fell to the ground and hugged their heads. The kings quickly sang the Tianlong Zen sings, and the disciples were not killed.

In the midst of the storm, there is no human form of "Elders of Heaven" with one enemy three, and three great peers in the war.

The illusion is intertwined, changing and fascinating, but when it is a magnificent picture, it is the Qingzhou Vientiane, but it can never completely destroy the heaven and earth swords.

There are Mo Hailong Wang and Chu Lie Wang to help, Li Qingshan feels a lot lighter, but it is only relatively speaking, Tibetan Jianfeng is still pressing on him, making him almost unable to move, swallowing his flesh and blood bones, arms almost Into a mass of mud, all supported by the body.

Even if there is a strong helper, it is in vain to repair itself. However, he used to rely on others!

"Hey!"

Li Qingshan hangs his head and takes a deep breath, making a deep scream of cows, smashing a bull's head to the Tibetan sword peak!

The elders suddenly squinted, but he did not expect him to have the power of counterattack in this situation, and this counterattack is so strong, desperate ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ bang! An earth-shattering loud noise, the Tibetan Jianfeng was broken, and a wave of swells swept thousands of miles, and 10,000 stones flew like rain.

Li Qingshan's skull is broken, blood is flowing, and all of them are turned into flames. They are burning, like fighting spirits that have never been extinguished. He walked up to the big Foshan, which collapsed more than half, and straightened his body. He shouted: "Come and kill me!"

Looking at the big Foshan, I was so worried that it was difficult for me!

Chu Lie Wang and Mo Hai Long Wang look at each other and have the meaning of "sure enough".

Such an imposing manner, whoever wins, this is his pride!