Legend of the Great Saint

The fighting screams out the hysterical roar, Li Qingshan looks indifferent, and his eyes are full of divine and magical light, as if he is united with heaven and earth, with a high altitude of heaven and earth.

"This Li Qingshan is very weird, I am afraid that it is related to this boundary, we will kill it!" The black horse screamed at the fighting.

"Do you want to swallow the bitter fruit of failure? Do you want to be laughed at by other demons? Do you want more powerful power? I only need some sacrifices." The voice of the abandoned swordsman is also in the mind Reverberating in the middle.

"I... want to... win!"

The sorcerer bites his teeth and cuts his teeth. Suddenly, he has a sword in his back, blood splatters, a huge horse head flies up, and looks at the sorcerer with his horrified eyes: "You..."

"Today's World War I have won without defeat! If you can't win, there is only one death!"

The fighting sorcerer lifted the immortal sword and twisted the sword. The horse was swallowed up by the horse, and the horse head was melted in the sword light before it landed. In order to dye a **** color on the sword front, a new body emerged. Power, the magic became more and more powerful, and Li Qingshan in the sky against the court.

Li Qingshan looked indifferently, until the magic of the fighting scorpion swelled to the peak, said: "Ready?"

"Dead!" The land under the battle of the devil is broken and rises.

Li Qingshan controlled the sphere of the fire and feng shui, and descended from the sky.

boom!

The world is shaking, the two figures are stagnation in the sky, there is no magical power, there is no kendo, only the fierce collision of the original power, the singular sword wheel and the earth's feng shui ring, in the twinkling of an instant.

The turbulence of the airflow and the halo round caused the whole Shura field to stir up.

The **** whirlpool in the sky swiftly swung, and a small figure suddenly appeared in the center of the center. Wearing a red apron, smashing the sky, holding a slingshot in his hand, it was like a little boy.

Li Qingshan Yu Guang swept his heart and said: "Is it finally brought to a king of Ashura? And it seems to be quite strong!"

Although looking at something special. But in the practice, the appearance does not make sense.

The fighting scorpion is a big jealousy. After all, it is Li Qingshan’s Shura field. If this is the king of Ashura. To help Li Qingshan, the situation is likely to become very unfavorable.

"Hey, fight and kill, it’s endless, but this place is not as weak as you think!"

The little boy stared at the godless dead fisheye, and there was no ordinary Asura's enthusiasm for the battle. Instead, he was somewhat interested in the battle. He said that he was involved in the war, and he did not even have any interest in watching the war. He sighed and turned his eyes away. It is doubtful whether he really belongs to the Ashura family.

He held his **** vortex in his hands and forced his legs to fall from the sky. The violent battle aftermath swept through the Shura field and separated from his side. Can't touch the points.

Yin Qing was hiding in the void, avoiding the aftermath of the battle, and saw the pattern of the dark sun and the moon on the little boy's apron, suddenly showing the shocking color.

"There are also Shura ceremonial troupes here!" The little boy first fell on the ceremonial ceremonial platform of the Shura, and he flew to the end of the mad knives. He grabbed the shank and pulled it out. "Well. It seems to be called the end of the road." "It flashed back to the Shura ceremonial platform. This time, between the two times, it showed that the speed was not even under Li Qingshan and the fighting, even easier.

Like a dead fish, he lay down on the stage of the Shura Guards, looking at the **** vortex in the sky with no eyes. He also waved a few mad knives in his hand, a boring, uninteresting appearance, once again doubting his ethnicity.

"Let me go!" The mad flower knife roared and the blade trembled. However, after a hard battle, there was no way to resist the mastery of the little hand.

"Oh, I’m hated again!" He left the end of the mad knife and put the slingshot into his arms: "Small, you are the best!"

"What the **** is this stuff, not good!"

Li Qingshan’s indifferent eyes revealed amazement, and he found that there was a slight disharmony around the earth’s fire and feng shui.

His attitude at this moment is not only due to his own strength, but also the absolute control of the entire Shura field - in order to maintain this attitude, he does not dare to display even the talents - and the appearance of this little boy makes this Control has produced a huge flaw, even if he has done nothing.

How can the fighting konjac let go of such a good opportunity, the sword front successively breaks the wind ring, the water ring and the fire ring, and it is like a broken bamboo to Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan danced his arms, the surrounding stones stopped in front of him, his hands suddenly pushed, the stones cracked and shattered, turning into a gravel storm.

The fighting scorpion turned into a tortuous sword light, flying and dodging, still caught in the gravel storm.

The roaring sounds into a piece, the smoke on the earth is full of sky, and the blast is riddled with holes.

The smoke and dust spread out, and the fighting spirit was blurred by the flesh and blood. He smiled and said: "Li Qingshan, so far, you can't win me, I can't win me forever!" Highly, I waved the sword and slammed it in front of me. Void, to get out of the Shura field.

"No, kill him first!" The fighting scorpion expression changed, and the figure was stopped.

"You are an idiot, I will kill him when I wait, now I need more sacrifices!"

"Kill him!"

The fighting monsters clenched their teeth, their expressions changed constantly, and they talked loudly to themselves, as if they were schizophrenic, and there was a huge difference between man and sword.

It’s not stupid, it’s stupid, I don’t understand the truth of being weak first, but in the fierce battle, he feels that the idea of ​​abandoning the sword spirit is also infiltrating, trying to enslave him, even without his consent. Just choose to get out, this situation is very sinister, more than a battle with Li Qingshan.

If you let the abandonment sword get a lot of sacrifices, you will have the upper hand. Only in the confrontation with Li Qingshan, the power of the abandoning sword can be lost, and the balance can be maintained to avoid becoming a sword slave.

"The external force is not so good, the power that can't be controlled will only enslave itself."

Li Qingshan’s thoughts turned, but he did not take the opportunity to attack, but shouted: “Hey, filial piety, go home!”

Only by driving away this weird Ashura filial piety, he was sure to suppress the fighting scorpion in the Shura field, otherwise it would be meaningless if it was won.

"Do you manage it?" The little boy simply turned over, and the decadent squatting on the sacred ceremonial platform ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ here is my site! If you don't go home, come help me, or you will be ruined here, and you can't stay. "Li Qingshan Road.

"You are Ashura?" the little boy asked weakly.

"The future will be." Li Qingshan released a murderous murderous.

"I hate Ashura." The little boy licked his nostrils.

"You are not Ashura?" Li Qingshan asked.

"I hate myself too." The little boy changed another finger and continued to rub his nostrils.

"Well, I am actually a personal class."

"I hate humans more." The little boy put his nose in his mouth and tasted it. "Hey! Hey! Just like a nose, ah, I don't have a nose!"

Li Qingshan screamed in his heart, "Mom, this **** bear child!"