Legend of the Great Saint

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When the first shoots sprouted snow, the frozen long river rumbling and cracking, and the golden leaf Bodhi tree fell into a drizzle. Lying on the shoulder of Li Qingshan, he opened his eyes: the grass in the garden was full of spring, and the grass endured a cold winter, and they could not wait to learn about the growth of the cable.

The earth is budding, and everything is born.

When all this is reflected in his shackles, a gentle smile is revealed, and the small world in the body is also full of spring.

Naturally, without a trace of reluctance, "Kerlin Longevity Policy" has become the first priority.

The small world, like the long river, is rumbling and the speed of operation is gradually accelerating.

Li Qingshan got up, the time was ripe, and it was a step forward. He shook hands in the direction of Baicao Dongfu: "Sister, I am going to robbery?"

The gentle voice of Luyao bamboo sounded in the ear: "You can stay here."

"Thank you, but it will probably make a lot of noise, or go outside, it hurts to hurt the flowers and plants."

"Well, be careful."

"Do not worry, I will be back soon."

Li Qingshan left the small island where the herb garden and the herb garden are located, and cast it deep into the sea. When flying far enough, suddenly opened a pair of brilliant Phoenix wings, struggling with a wave, the wind provoked thousands of waves in the sea, roaring away.

When he began to hear the thunder, he stopped and robbed the clouds on his head.

"Want to destroy me? Come on!"

With a sly smile on his face, he opened his wings and arms to the sky.

boom!

The thunder sea, the light reflected, blazing the sea, all the shadows were swallowed by the thunder, only to leave his dark shadow like an abyss, but the clearer in the light. Then swell, twist, and skyrocket...

Bang!

Just as the two pillars fell, a pair of iron hooves stepped into the bottom of the sea and smashed the sediments that had been deposited for thousands of years. The sea was soaring and turbid, but it could only be submerged in his leg, and a tiger tail swept through the sea. Booming! Arousing the waves of the waves into a tsunami from behind him to the distance.

The pair of phoenix wings became more and more brilliant and unbelievable. It condenses all the spoils in the world, as if it is burning in blazing, no, it is burning, and the flame comes from his heart.

Standing between the sea and the sky, the head of the head and the day of the robbery confrontation, the head of the horn is like a hook, like an irritated bull, only a small piece of red cloth in front of him. And the red cloth in his eyes is the rolling clouds, the endless sky.

The confrontation lasted only for a moment, and perhaps even this moment was an illusion.

"Roar!"

He shouted in the sky, seemingly inhuman, like a beast, a chaotic and sacred, heavy and passionate. Struggling with a punch, slamming into the sky!

......

Blood in the sky. The stars fall like rain, and the child reveals innocent evil. The evil smile, the mother touched his head and showed the color of approval, and the child became more and more proud. However, every star behind it is in painful sorrow, and the sky red is like bleeding.

Luo Xiaoxiao was awakened from the nightmare. Rubbing his eyes, I found that the body could not move, the whole person was frozen in the black mysterious ice, only showing a face outside.

Xuan Xuan is entrenched around the black mysterious ice, and the huge faucet is approaching. Shen Sheng asked: "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" Luo Xiaoxiao muttered to himself.

"You better not play with me, or I will let you taste the hell, it will only make us embarrassed."

"The punishment for Ashura." Luo Xiaoxiao smiled.

"You probably have never been to the depths of hell. When you get there, you will know how happy it is to be killed by a sword." Xuan Xuan's teeth are sharp and sharp.

"Have you been to the depths of hell?" Luo Xiaoxiao guessed some of the reasons.

"Of course." Yan Xuan yelled: "Kid, now I am asking you! Your Ashura is not dead and is suitable for **** torture, then you will know what is real pain."

Luo Xiaoxiao Ming raised his eyebrows: "Is it harder to burn than the fire?"

"Hey..." The words of Xuan Xuan’s words, the hardships of the legendary industry, even those who have the power to talk about the power, then reacted: "Nonsense! If you are burned, How could it still be alive?"

Luo Xiaoxiao sneered and said: "The four-legged snake, have you never heard of it, as long as Ashura is not dead, he will never die?"

"Don't bluff again, the fire will burn, and you will die. Even if you are a Luo Yi family, you can't escape."

"Are you afraid of the revenge of the Luo Yi family?"

Xuan Xuan sneered: "The Luo Yi family has already withered, and then said that Ashura still can't manage the human world, what fear do I have?"

"Are you afraid of the flying bird? It is a bit like Kuang Peng."

敖玄暴怒怒: "Stop, even the big heavens are difficult to escape, not to mention a small hair!" Suddenly restored calm: "You want to irritate me, okay, let me try, you in the end How long can it be?"

The black mysterious ice slowly erodes the body of Luo Xiaoming. Every moment, there are countless tiny ice axes that pierce the flesh and blood, which is even more fierce than the death of Ling.

"Say, who are you?"

"You are afraid of the secrets I carry, afraid to provoke a catastrophe. But the guy is not afraid, whether you are a dragon or something else, he will cramp your skin, and he will not hesitate, he will not bother." Ask questions. They are probably not afraid, and I am afraid they will like your flesh and blood..."

Luo Xiaoxiao has endured the "slight" pain, and constantly said, suddenly some understanding of Li Qingshan's mouth, speech is indeed a very good weapon, especially in this case.

"Who are they?" The dragon roared.

"They, they are all very interesting guys, I promise you will see them."

......

On the Gobi wall, bare red rocks and yellow-colored earth hills are everywhere. The midday sun is extremely hot. The air is twisted and undulated in the heat flow. A figure is far away, and the soft and smooth bare feet step through the sharp gravel. Blocking her footsteps, depicting the broken shackles of the black scriptures, dancing with the hot wind, she is as determined as an ascetic.

"Xiao'an, I think we should first conceal it, and try our best to improve it."

When the hot wind moved, Gu Yanying stopped her way. After four days of catastrophe, opening a new world to them is the best time to improve and enhance strength. She feels stronger at every moment, closer to Kuang Peng.

"I think we should meet with Castle Peak and tell him what happened." Xiao An nodded from her side with no expression, and there was no ups and downs.

"How do you know where he is? What is the situation in the Vientiane?"

"I know ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He is still alive." This is enough.

"Don't you live without him?"

"Yes." Xiao An's answer did not hesitate.

Gu Yanying looked at her back and went away: "Was you going?"

"Who makes me without wings."

Gu Yanying spread his hands and sighed helplessly: "Well, Missy, come to me as you wish!"

Xiao An’s lips glided and passed away, silently turned and walked over.

In the distance, the smoke and horseshoes are spurred, Gu Yanying said: "Someone is here."

Xiao Andao: "Wait." (To be continued.)

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