Legend of the Great Saint

Chengkong is miles, the stars are bright, and the fate flows.

Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows slightly and listened to his ears.

"What's wrong?" asked Qiu Haijun.

"It's nothing."

Li Qingshan shook his head with a smile, and it was a warning sign from the turtle.

From the moment he smashed the table, the destiny began to change, and the crisis became more and more serious. I don’t have to think about it, it must be that Xiaolong finds another way to deal with himself. This is the strongest opponent he has ever encountered in his life. He has five odds in winning, and it is too much.

Once defeated, it is hard to survive.

At this moment, as if watching the wheel of destiny slowly smashed down, no one knows if it can resist. The reason why I still stand here is probably because escaping is a worse choice. There is a big horror between life and death, and he can make exceptions. But there is no need to say anything, which makes her worry.

Begonia sighed softly, knowing that he would not share it with women, no, sharing it with anyone. Only rely on her arms, give him some gentleness.

Li Qingshan held her in her arms and closed her eyes. For a moment, the breath calmed down and gradually fell asleep.

At the same time, an article "Lie Li Wenwen" spreads the world:

"The thief was born in the end, rebellious and ruthless, killing his brother and deceiving..."

A burly black shadow tore a beautiful woman's clothes, lying on the side of the bed a seven-blooded, dead man.

"The killing and fighting, wherever you go, the squadron..."

The burly black shadows bleed into the village of the river, stepping through the wilderness of the dead bodies, turning a city into a ruin, a pair of eyes becoming more and more red, and the figure is distorted, and it is already non-human.

"Break the magic cave, open the ghost door. The magic people invade. The corpse is dancing..."

The twisted shadows are high on the throne of the corpse, and a pair of scarlet eyes overlooking the mountain, turning into a world of magical ghosts, and the corners of the mouth raise a horrible smile.

"The slaughter is alive. Destroy the heavens and the earth..."

Tens of thousands of miles are ridiculous, the earth is cracked, volcanic eruptions, and magma flow, like a river of fire, smoky. Straight like a campfire.

"This thief is the same as the gods, and the heavens and the earth are not allowed. The evil is full, and the sin is extremely evil!"

A majestic mountain horror demon, standing in this doomsday scene, the corner is like a moon. The wings are like clouds, open arms, and laughter in the sky, as if laughing at the powerlessness.

"Hey, the world does not exist, the body will be entrusted. The heavens and the earth collapse, and all beings are destroyed."

Countless creatures feared to run, but they were swallowed up by the fire. Flooded by the flood.

"My emperor is the seedling of the great scorpion, the descendant of the real dragon, the ancestor of the great summer. The culprits are sinned and return to Kyushu..."

The sky is full of light, the gods descend from the sky by the dragon, the sword front directly points to the devil, and all the people look forward to looking up.

"One husband is brave, the world is the same; the south is connected with the sea. The north is frozen. The angry atmosphere, the dragon flag; the courtesy of the day. Su Jiang will be..."

Under the glory of the glory, the gods raised the dragon flag. The sentient beings are whistling, as if they were the sons of heaven and the king of the world.

"The dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is black. The darkness is the mountain collapse, the sorrow is changed, the anger is destroyed, the evil spirits are extinguished, the dragon is rushing and the world is flat..."

Gods and gods are arrogant, stepping on the golden dragon, leading the people to kill the devil, is the Lord of salvation.

"My emperor swears, swears this thief, such as the law!"

The face of the **** man is suddenly clear, and it is really the great summer ancestors.

In the sleep, this scene was repeatedly played back, Li Qingshan frowned, like a nightmare.

Really incarnate the horror demon, full of the horrible will to destroy everything, to fight with the dragon, a win-win situation. However, every time, the dream collapsed here, and it returned to the beginning of the essay, once again experiencing this dream that is also true and illusory. A sigh of relief in the chest, as if pressing a mountain.

"Li Qingshan, are you afraid? Li Qingshan, are you afraid? Li Qingshan, are you afraid?"

A voice is erratic and repeats in a dream. It is an old man who is old, but a child who is tender. It’s a cold question, but a light smile.

Li Qingshan calmed down for a moment: "That is not me, what is terrible?"

A butterfly flies into the dream, and the colorful changes, the streamer flutters, and the laughter is light.

All the pictures condensed, collapsed and collapsed, turning into an endless golden wheat field.

In the waist-deep wheat field, he is no longer a horror demon king, but he has returned to the village boy, and he screamed with anger: "Shen Mengdie, you are a ghost!"

It’s rare to sleep, but there are still people who dream, and it’s still a nightmare.

The boy suddenly caught, and the butterfly passed through his fingers and danced around him: "What do you think of the story?"

The boy asked: "That is the essay written by Xiaolong?"

"Guess what is the final outcome?"

"I understand, he wants to bring together people from all over the world and help him refine and rejuvenate Kyushu!"

Once he was the **** of the world and the king of the world, he immediately understood the strategy of Xiaolong.

This is impossible to do, even in the small world, the king of the world who is revered by the world can not do it. The human heart is complex and changeable, not to mention the hearts of all beings.

However, Xiaolong has the opportunity to do it, not only the foundation of the five thousand years of the great summer, but also the blessing of the destiny, and more importantly, a common enemy.

There is no savior without the demon king. Fear and hatred are more able to unite people than worship and love.

This is an unsolvable conspiracy. When he decided to smash the table, it was easy for the world to stand on the opposite side.

However, if you don't do this, there is no chance of winning. This step is neither a bad game nor a good game, just a general.

Instead of compromising, Xiaolong decided to go to war.

Step by step, there is no room for change.

Wang sees the king, dead!

"In such a story, it is sad that the hero who saved the world defeated the evil demon!"

"Hey, talk to yourself, lie and talk!"

"The fool is always more than the wise. The lie is always more acceptable than the reality. There is no such complicated cause and effect. It is right or wrong without entanglement. And even if it is the truth, you really want to destroy this world, right? Of course, you are forced to do it. Compared with that man, you obviously have more chivalry and kindness, and you have never regarded all beings as ants, and obviously want to protect this world. In the end, it has become the most horrible. The existence of evil ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is really ironic!

"Hah, because I am not a good person, so I don't have to pity myself! You give me a dream, what is it?"

"Please turn back!"

"You want to persuade me to give up the enemy with the dragon?"

"You think more, just look back."

Li Qingshan looked back, a woman with a paper umbrella stood outside, facing his back, the umbrella was full of flowers, constantly fading, covering her most of her body, but not the same under the umbrella. More compelling.

The butterfly stopped on her shoulder.

"Shen Mengdie?"

The lips are slightly raised and the dreams are broken.

Li Qingshan woke up, and the voice echoed in his mind:

"When you are a long time, on October 15th, you have to lose your appointment." (To be continued)