Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan lie lazily on a broad, boat-like eucalyptus leaf, and the autumn sun shines on the belly, making him feel a little stunned. Of course, keneng is the culprit, but there are What is the relationship?

The breeze is coming, comfortable.

"Aoyama, you have been lying here for ten days." The voice of the big banyan tree echoed in the crown of the clouds.

"The trouble is a bit higher, well, that's it." Li Qingshan changed the eucalyptus leaves to a more favorable angle to the sun, only to suddenly realize the words of the big banyan king, squinting: "Ten days, is there such a long time?" It’s like just drinking the first cup!” “Fiction”

Speaking of grabbing a jar of wine, screaming and sipping a light, and throwing it away, the jar of wine disappeared into a cloud mountain in the sky, and lay down comfortably, hit a wine cellar, and sang half a sigh:

"Singing for wine, life geometry... Why worry, only Du Kang!"

"Oh, I didn't expect the legendary North Moon demon king to be so decadent."

In the depths of Yunshan, there is a flash of white light, falling from the sky, hovering over the canopy, turning into a white woman, the skin is like a milky white, the beautiful face has a holy atmosphere, the condescending overlooking Li Qingshan, and the most conspicuous Nothing is a pair of white wings behind her.

"Angel?" Li Qingshan vaguely said, "Oh, alien." Vaguely remembered this ethnic group.

The word "different person" made the white woman's brow squint and ordered: "It is a man of God!"

"Nervous disease!" Li Qingshan laughed and the canopy swayed.

The woman’s face changed, and she repaired her three days. Actually, I felt a lot of pressure in this laughter. This Li Qingshan really didn't have a name, and it was a little more respectful.

"I am the **** of the gods in the cloud. In front of the temple, I am in charge of Jinwu Baijie, and I am ordered to go to the Kingdom of God."

"What is your name?" Li Qingshan stunned.

"White clean." The woman repeated it.

"Good name!" Li Qingshan's mouth micro-hook, looked up and down a bit, making Bai Jie feel inexplicably unhappy, press the heart to dislike: "Please follow me!"

"Don't go." Li Qingshan said.

"You refused, this is an invitation from the city of Yunzhong. How many people do you want to board the city in the cloud. Can't you?" Bai Jie is incredible.

"Go away, you are blocking me from the sun." Li Qingshan waved his hand impatiently.

"Well, I hope you don't regret it!" Bai Jie turned into a white light and disappeared on the horizon.

Li Qingshan is drinking alcohol. I watched it.

“Why refused?” asked the big banyan tree.

"Less garlic. Can't you feel it?" Li Qingshan suddenly flashed. "A big banyan tree with garlic, hahahaha!"

After mastering the spirit turtle change, and after understanding the laws of heaven and earth. His inspiration is becoming more and more inspiring. This invitation is not the hospitality of the minority brothers. It is clearly hidden in the crisis.

"Because of this, we should not refuse it!" The big banyan tree king, with Li Qingshan's disposition, will be afraid of what danger.

"I don't want a woman now, I don't want an enemy, hey, you don't seem to want me to stay here?"

"What do you say?"

The big banyan king asked, the sky is a yin.

These days, Li Qingshan’s wines are all brewed with sap. Li Qingshan is also picky about the taste. He runs the rules of the world and makes these wines reach the effect of a hundred years and a thousand years of ageing. Many practitioners can't see so many precious spirits in their lifetime. This guy is like drinking water and drinking hundreds of altars.

Li Qingshan is like a squatting old family at home. It’s okay to drink some wine and make a drunken madness, so that the elderly can’t stand it.

"I am not trying to protect Xiao'an?"

Li Qingshan spread his hands and Xiao An was still practicing under the tree, refining the pieces of white bones.

"She doesn't need you to protect the law." Da Yushu Wang unceremoniously dismantled his excuses and asked: "Do you have a nine-day ambition?"

"No hurry, no hurry."

Li Qingshan's drunkenness in the eyelids melted, restored the color of the Qingming, gazing at the high sky, he was lying here, not just a lazy rest, the practice of "The Devil's Nine Change" reached a relatively stable stage, drinking this many Spirit wine is also prepared for further practice.

"Well, I am afraid that you are weak, remind you, do you want to drink?"

"Hey, don't dare to drink, or you really have to turn your face." Li Qingshan jumped up and twisted his neck. "Tell me about the feathers."

"The feather man is one of the seven alien races, the country name is 'white', the temperament is proud and reserved, claiming to be a true god, and look down on other races, including other aliens, not to mention the Terran and the Yaozu. The establishment of the heavenly kingdom of the country named 'Cloud City' is separated from other alien earth gods. It is said that from birth to death, the feet are not soiled."

"This is really wonderful, and I don't see what time it was. When I was founded in the summer, I didn't clean up this group of guys?" Li Qingshan asked curiously.

"The feathers are the ones least affected by the war. Although the strength is extraordinary, but the nature is disgusting and fighting, there is little internal friction. From the time of the Kingdom of God, there is little ground for the battle, only when the demons invade. Will be shot, all at the crucial moment to turn around, is regarded as the decisive force against the magic domain."

"When the Great Summer was founded, they always remained neutral. After that, it seems that they signed an agreement and did not carry out the war. Later, they rarely saw their traces. The city of Yunzhong was also stationed in Yunzhou, the east. Stay, or drift on the sea."

The big banyan tree once again showed its profound knowledge.

"It sounds like a race full of greatness, light and justice. If it is combined with liberal democracy, it will not be cured. But why should such a race come to me?"

"Keneng is the invasion of the magic domain, which has aroused their attention. As for why it will come to you, it is difficult to guess. Your refusal to invite is correct. After five thousand years of development, the strength of the feathers is probably second only to the big summer. It is really not to be underestimated."

Li Qingshan is deeply convinced that the aliens are talented. If there is a huge scale, the strongest of the three days will no longer be a few~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but as long as he is not in the "cloud city", These feathers can't help him, and they don't have to worry too much.

"It's time to go out and go."

Li Qingshan will explore the Shura field and pull out the mad knives. The scars on the road have been restored to the original, bright and bright, and there are still many things to be done before the ascent.

"Mohai Dragon King, I am coming!"

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At the same time, thousands of miles away, a white light was thrown into the looming palace in the clouds.

"He refused?"

"Yes."

"How is the strength?"

"It's not a small thing, but it's far from being invincible in the world, and it's not the same as Kenken and His Majesty."

"Then be ready to invite our real guests!" To be continued...