Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan’s pupils shuddered and screamed: “Give me back!”

The ground force field is fully open, grabbing the dragon in midair and pulling him back.

Li Qingshan immediately felt that he was not right. The other side couldn’t help but struggle, and the speed was amazing. It was like a meteorite coming to him.

Li Qingshan only had time to raise his arms and make a defensive stance, and he felt a strong bombardment on his body.

With a bang, the arm bones were broken at the same time, and most of the body was broken into the rock.

This is in line with the means by which he has broken the "King of the Dragon King" from the sky, and it is almost the same as that of "the other way."

Li Qingshan looked up and saw the group of flesh-and-blood human figures. At this time, he was full of arrogance, and a pair of golden dragon eyes overlooked Li Qingshan. There was no anger and hatred. Only the gold was cold and cold enough to withstand the burning of fire.

The sky is dark.

boom!

The dragon was blasted out and the chest collapsed deeply. There was a rotating stone, and the back was high and uplifted, almost broken by life.

It turned out that at the moment when the dragon was moving, Luo Xiaoxiao had already opened the slingshot and firmly locked his figure, as if he had already expected his counterattack, and he decided to shoot at the moment he and Li Qingshan played against each other.

However, there is no joy in Luo Xiaoxiao's eyes. He is keenly aware that the golden light of the dragon's chest shines. It is a piece of golden dragon scale, which spreads like a wave of light to the whole body. It covers the whole body in a blink of an eye. A pair of dragon horns pierced the double amount, highlighting his unique dragon blood in this world.

Xiao Anmo recited the scriptures, and the three burial vestments rose up against the wind, swaying and swaying, and covering the sky with the overwhelming trend.

Xiaolong twisted his body in midair, and his five fingers were vain, turning into dragon claws and catching Xiaoan.

This is like a dragon. Without fireworks, it is not sharp, but it contains infinite mystery.

Li Qingshan's face changed greatly. The same is a catch: "猿魔空空!"

The dragon's body shape is condensed, and the dragon's claw has been caught.

There was a loud bang. When Xiao An stood, there was a deep pit with a square radius. The large mountain rock was almost turned into a powder, and even a piece of gravel did not fly out. There was only a white dust that expanded and expanded.

Gu Yanying grabbed Xiao Anfei to raise the air, and saw a clear claw mark on the mountain, and his face flashed a bit of shock. Is this the true strength of the dragon?

This fight is done between the electric and the flint. From the dragon to the sky, to Gu Yanying to save Xiaoan, but it is a blink of an eye, but it contains a lot of danger.

With his arms wide open, Xiaolong said: "The son of the goddess of life, the emperor of Kyushu!"

The sound is as loud as the sound of the golden stone, echoing between the heavens and the earth, and the faint snoring sounds from all directions, as if all beings are responding to him.

A word is spoken. The destiny is changed, and the law is followed.

Once again, the climbed vines pass through the void and connect to the human path.

The three burial vestments are propped up by the rolling dragon. It can't be shrouded.

"Aoyama, don't let him have a breather!"

Luo Xiaoxiao Mingdao, once again opened the slingshot and aimed at the dragon in midair. Suddenly jumped up, a few pieces of rattan silk were born under his feet, and almost pierced his foot.

When people are in the air, thousands of vines are born from the void and entangled with him. It sealed out all his dodge, and it was very different from when he was unmanned.

Luo Xiaoxiao is the son of Ashura. It is not as afraid to climb the vine as the ordinary monks, even if it is caught, there is no fatal threat. But you can't let the sky vines swallow the essence. Under such circumstances, it is impossible to threaten the dragon.

Xiaolong has won a part of the control of climbing the vine from Qian Rongzhen. Once he was swallowed up by Qian Rongzhen and completely recovered his destiny, there would be no suspense in this battle. Now, with the exception of Li Qingshan, no one can face the dragon's offensive, even if it is himself.

"I am the dragon to kill people!"

Li Qingshan screamed, and the **** knife slammed against the scorpio and challenged the majesty of the emperor.

"Ding Ding Tianxia!"

姒龙心念一动,八鼎齐动, rising in the wind, vacated, surrounded by him, like a steel city.

Li Qingshan only saw the lack of Frost State Ding, showing flaws. The people and the sword are united and they enter the city. Among them, there is no figure of the dragon, and the eight great dings are like eight big mountains squeezing him together.

In Xiao’an’s eye socket, the flames are raging, and the filigree jade fingers are repeatedly swayed. At the same time, they are urging the abandonment of swords, sacral rosary beads, and three burial vestments.

Xian abandoned the sword and swayed, once again squatting to climb the vine.

The sacral rosary is scattered and separated, and it is faintly formed into a skeleton of the skeleton.

The most important thing is the three burial vestments. For the first time, this is not sure what the effect is, but she believes in the judgment of the enemy. If there is no half-threat, the dragon can be the same, while resisting the joint attack of Li Qingshan, while continuing to devour Qian Yuan's Yuan Ying, it can delay the time and will not immediately attack.

At the same time, hold the Buddha sword and confess to Gu Yanying: "If there is a chance, take me to fly."

"Understand!" Gu Yanying nodded.

Yan Long lured Li Qingshan into the besieged city, and stood alone. The dragon claws caught the hand and climbed into the palm of the sky. He praised it: "Good sword!"

boom!

The Eight Ding Dading turned into a crush, showing one of the flowers blooming, showing three colors, the metal edge of the flower, the petals are red as blood, the edge is dark as ink, is composed of pieces of knife light, smashed all Da Ding.

Countless god-printed fragments splashed in all directions, and merged into the heavens and the earth. The shadows of mountains, rivers and lakes emerged between heaven and earth. The mountains are majestic and the rivers and rivers are more realistic than the real mountains and rivers.

Xiaolong took a deep breath and held up the abandonment sword, rolling the dragon into the palm of his hand.

"The real dragon is a sword. A sword is in the world!"

The golden swordsman has skyrocketed, making the mountains and lakes all eclipsed. The sounds of sentient beings are heard in the heavens and the earth~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Just like the mountains and the tsunami, the unruly and abandoned swords can’t resist.

At this moment, he is the master of the world. Under the heavens, it is not the king. The land of the land, is not Wang Chen.

All sentient beings are his courtiers, and the king wants to die, and the minister has to die. Li Qingshan is no exception.

The destiny, the heart of all beings, are all condensed in a sword, following the trajectory of the ancient law, and heading to Li Qingshan.

After the flowers were released, they were dying. Li Qingshan just broke the Dading cage, and the demon gas was not working well. All of them were flaws. They stared at the irresistible and unmissable sword of the Son of Heaven, just like the end of the madman, no luck.

He screamed and screamed at the tiger's devil. The tiger's pattern was formed into a "king" on the forehead, and his body was full of blood and volatility. He showed a big self-defense figure behind him, and he greeted him with a knife.

This knife does not have any external force blessing. Only the decisive will of "not afraid of destiny, not afraid of the human heart, fighting to death" is the knife of the husband.

Knife and sword, the husband and the emperor, the lower and the upper one - collide! (To be continued)