Legend of the Great Saint

Readx(); The abbot of the Hefei Temple of Heiyuncheng is the monk of Yangon, and is known as the "Master of Yangon" or "Abeam of Yangon". He is carrying out the winter season, using the magical method of purifying the land, and purifying the land polluted by the demons. Suddenly I felt a sense of killing, looked up, and faced the last anger and anger, and could not help but look at it.

In the process of "clean land", being attacked, ambushed, and besieged by the demons is commonplace, but that face is different from any of the demons that have been seen before.

Even though it is full of anger and killing, but... it is not evil! ?

This feeling is simply bizarre, the evil people are born with evil, undoubtedly, what can be done with all the good things, for the monks is even more extreme hatred, there may be many bad people in the monk, but there is absolutely no good person in the magic people.

However, his eyes are extraordinary. Since he has spent five days of robbing, he has proved that Stuart has fruit, and the eye-opening has been great. It is easy to distinguish between true and false, true and evil, and instinct is used. "!"

It must be wrong!

At the border of the dangerous demon domain, I can't take care of this. I shouted the Buddha's name, and I took a shot of the Buddha's Hand and Demon, and took it to the demons.

The golden giant palms cover the sky and the horizon is filled. The sound of the Sanskrit Zen sings comes from all directions, and thousands of snowflakes burst into the air.

Li Qingshan couldn't move, as if he had encountered a rat of a natural enemy, there was a wrath in his heart: "This monk does not ask the indiscriminate killer, really **** it!"

Suddenly no longer suppress the killing, the sinister body swells, the fangs burst, the face is angry, the upper body is bare, it is no longer the appearance of Li Qingshan, faint and like the big self-devil, arms muscles knot, together To the Buddha's hand!

boom!

The earth was shattered and the frozen soil was broken.

The Buddha's palm photographed, gradually faded away, leaving a huge palm print on the earth.

Yangon abbot frowned. He has two more red marks on his palm, and the devil has disappeared. Resist him, and took the opportunity to escape.

Isn't it a demon, but can the emperor block him? And only that kind of respect. It is too familiar, it seems to be the horror of the Lord of the Colors?

Although that one is the devil of the devil, but it is also the Buddha. Even if the twelve devils are not qualified enough to compare with him, his disciples and grandchildren will not fall into the magic domain. If a democrat gets his true intentions, it will never be a nameless generation. I am afraid that there will be more powerful enemies in the world.

Spreading the eyes and eyes, looking far and wide, I hope not to wear the dark magical domain covered by the deep magic. I really want to get rid of the roots and worry about the trap. Think about it or give up.

After a while, the discoloration of the wind and the cloud seemed to confirm his conjecture. A sudden appearance of the shadow of the top of the sky, even more so that he is discolored, is it a certain evil god? But it is impossible, otherwise there is no need to lure the enemy deep. Come straight and kill him. The terrorist power of the evil spirits can only be countered by the human beings.

At the moment when the black shadow appeared, he had already used the Shenzuo Pass and quickly returned to the black world of the human world. He still felt that he was worried.

The evil spirits rushed through the ground, and in the direction of the magic domain, they had already recovered their original features, and a golden palm print was printed on the chest, which was hit hard. The palm almost smashed his sinister, but he suddenly woke up. The angry anger in the heart disappeared. Just feel inexplicable, what happened just now?

There is some kind of external power that affects his heart. It is a price to pay for the shortcut. The image behind it is a hidden danger. You must find a way to get rid of it!

At this moment, he felt a light, has crossed the border area, officially entered the magic domain.

With so many battles with the demons, this is the first time he has personally entered the demon domain, and it is too late to appreciate the scenery of the demon domain.

The black day in the sky seemed to light up. Through the layers of clouds and magic, shine on Li Qingshan's body.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the magical spirit gathered toward Li Qingshan, forming a maelstrom.

At the center of the whirlpool, he felt a lot of thoughts in his heart, but he felt very happy. As if heaven and earth are with me, all beings must bow down, and "Freedom of Heaven" works uncontrollably.

Li Qingshan is familiar with this feeling: "I am the son of the devil of the devil!"

This is what he did not expect, and it is taken for granted. He is very devilish, and he practices "Freedom in Heaven". It is not a strange thing to get a destiny.

But he never thought that he would be classified as a monster. He had slaughtered many unknown people, and even the devil was his enemy. The devil hate him for too late, and how he would make him a child of destiny.

However, the chaos of the magic domain seems to be all unexpected.

The wind whistling, flying sand and stone, the uncontrollable expansion of the evil spirits, the incomparable power poured into the body, and the golden palm print on the chest was immediately swallowed by the darkness.

With a wave of hand, the wind and snow broke down, showing the black day.

Since he reached the human world, he has not felt such power for a long time.

Ten feet, Baizhang, and a thousand feet, the figure is still skyrocketing, but it is not ugly and distorted. The head of the round is black, and Junwei is like a god. This kind of appearance, this feeling, he once experienced in the last sacrifice of the great self-satisfaction, now "the dream come true", it seems that this goes on, it is impossible to go through five days of robbery, it is impossible to become a demon Even stronger!

It happens to be a no-man's land, and it is in the cold winter season. Unless the army is open to this, it is ready to start a new round of attack. Otherwise, no demons will sway here, it is looking for death.

Therefore, although the movement caused by Li Qingshan was very large, only the audience of Yangon Abbot, just hurriedly glanced at it and quickly withdrew.

However, at this time, a black mang shot from the center of the black day, running through the top of the evil spirits, condensed in the chest. A glimpse of an inch of condensation into a round of black days, that is the "magic heart" that was once abandoned by Li Qingshan.

This scene makes the whole demon domain look up to it, including the twelve supreme big demon gods, and the heart also has four words at the same time - the black magic!

That was nothing but a legend. The black day fell in the heart of the demon in the devil, the thirteenth demon **** awakened, ruled the demon domain, became the master...

This legend is so outrageous that no one believes. First of all, the black day can't fall, it's just an image from nine days. And the devil in the devil can only be one, and how could it become the thirteenth demon god. The position of the demon domain is not rare at all.

However, at this moment, the legend seems to be true, and it is really related to the magic of the devil.

Only on the hill, the poor demon smiled: "Is that kid? It really makes me wait! No wonder the blood of the river can be established, even can really fight! Come, let me take your black day The magic heart ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ becomes the magic domain master!"

In the sound of the wind, Li Qingshan faintly heard the call of if there is nothing: "Come on, my beloved son, my petite, I have been waiting for you for a long time..." It seems to stem from the dark day in my heart and heaven.

"Who are you?" Li Qingshan asked in Yang Tian.

"Go, my son, my pamper, go to be the master!" The wind rushed in the ear.

"And my mother is finished! Go to the **** son, I am your son!"

Li Qingshan was furious. He was the one who hated most of his life and imposed his will on him. A big self-defeating demon was enough for him, and now there is something inexplicable.

Insert your back in your back, rub your hands and rip! Pull out the black day and step on it.

"My life is not in my days!" (To be continued.)

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