Legend of the Great Saint

Yangon abbot painfully closed his eyes: "Amitabha!"

Lingshan collapsed and even fell with several snow-capped mountains around it. The roaring sound echoed between heaven and earth for a long time. *w.suimeng.lā

Li Qingshan's right hand ruptured his mouth, dyed the hand of the mountain, and could not stop shaking. The left hand gripped the wrist tightly, and the right arm was slowly lowered, causing a bad smell.

However, you can't escape the world of bliss, everything is in vain. The gamma **** did not suffer a fatal blow, and it was a matter of time to break free from the earth and stone.

boom!

Thousands of tons of earth and stone were thrown into the sky, and an arm slammed out of the ruins. Suddenly holding the ground, supporting the majestic body, hundreds of millions of tons of earth and stone flying, the earth rumbling vibration.

Li Qingshan’s eyes were pumping and he smiled again. The gods are really amazing!

Galan God insisted on supporting Lingshan, which was equal to the face of Lingshan, and there was such a horrible power.

He really can't do it now. The shifting mountain order can only order the mountains in the world. It has no effect on the collapse of the mountain. It has already left the law.

"Monk, there is something I forgot to ask, how did those Warcraft come?" Li Qingshan suddenly made a move: "It will not be taken over by the Buddha!"

Looking back now, the Yangon abbot brought him to the city, apparently it is expected that there will be Warcraft, and I want to stimulate his memories. And before the advent of Warcraft, there were guardians who began to disperse the crowd and sound the alarm. It was completely familiar and familiar.

The roads are always connected, Warcraft can come, I can go!

A line of life, illuminate the road ahead.

"This...every time they arrive, they will appear, but once they are exposed to the sun, they will disappear. As for the others, it is not clear."

The words of the Yangon abbot are vague, and there are obviously some untrue things that are hiding.

"When you don't, it's no wonder that the clock has to be knocked for twelve."

Li Qingshan's eyes lit up and grabbed the key. The lifeline suddenly became more dazzling.

When the child was born, it was also the time of the extreme yin.

The Buddha's transformation of this unicorn paradise, there must be some kind of loophole, or it would be unreasonable to intentionally put Warcraft in.

He still doesn't know, because the lotus of the pool is dying, and now the world of bliss is full of Warcraft.

He looked up at the dark and deep sky, and now the ion is not far away, there is still an hour.

The key to the problem now is how to get there.

The back of the sacred mountain is already arched from the ruins. Don't say an hour, it is a quarter of an hour, you can kill him a hundred times.

boom! The head of Jialan God stretched out from the earth and stone and roared: "Li Qing..."

A mountain came on the scene, and with a bang, he took his head back and slammed into the earth and stone.

"Mountain." Li Qingshan said the last word for him, and put down the shifting order in his hand. If you take another lion's gong, even if it is shocked for an instant, he will die.

Shishan Dasheng gave him three big mountains, and Huang Yajian smashed the deadless ghosts, and this is the second one, Langyashan.

Different from Lingshan, these three mountains are inherited magical treasures, which contain the power of the law. Even if it was the galactic god, it was a headache, and the back snorted, as if it had broken. In particular, a anger is suffocating in the chest, suffocating and dying, and the five internal organs are displaced, and it will be slow for a while.

"Amitabha, the fourth brother bless." Li Qingshan said to the abbot of Yangon: "Don't think about it, not a mountain, I will give it to you."

And because it fell on the ruins of Lingshan, this Langya Mountain is even taller than Lingshan. It will take a long time, and it will be full of flowers and trees, and the top of the mountain is full of heavy snow. It’s just that there will be no more chaotic statues of murals, and the whites are really clean.

This joke, Yangon's abbot, couldn't smile, and stared at the Langya Mountain, suddenly realized what he was, muttering: "Mountains come to the mountains, flowers fall and bloom. If you live in bad air, you can't do anything."

Li Qingshan couldn’t understand his proverb and was desperately thinking about countermeasures:

The first is to pull the distance as far as possible and fly out for tens of thousands of miles. But for a god, the distance is reduced, and the distance is not meaningful.

The second is to go to a big city, take the city residents as hostages, and intimidate the gods. Not to mention that Galan God still does not eat this set, he is not willing to do something bad.

Or simply use the ancient sword of the mysterious bronze, smashing the gamma **** can not move, do not do two, end him to do it. Is it so easy to kill the gods?

He thought of several countermeasures, and another one denied. Thinking about it, there is only one way to be effective.

"Monk, I should go, do you want to be together? Well, forget it, I am afraid I can't cover you. Anyway, the **** of the gamma will definitely come to me. It is not difficult for you to support the child. Let's go." Something!"

"Wait." Yangon abbot took a book from his arms and handed it to Li Qingshan: "If you can escape from birth, please pass this to the bones."

Li Qingshan took the book, just a thin folded book, and there was no name on the cover. When he opened it, there was no word in it.

"What is this book?"

The abbot of Yangon said: "I should also go." Not flying, but sitting in the air, hands clasped together, the face of aging shines, clear and transparent, as if to put down a thousand heavy burdens, look calm, No sound.

Li Qingshan stunned and reached out, his body turned into smoke and dust, and went with the wind with his secrets found at the Great Leiyin Temple.

"Hey, you are easy to go."

Li Qingshan shook his head, not knowing that he should be happy for him, or he was sorry for him. The Langya Mountain in the distance is shaking violently and will be dumped at any time.

He stuffed the book into his arms, and happened to touch a thing. He immediately remembered an allusion and flew to the mountain of Langya, and spit on the rock wall.

"Take you!", slammed, and then paste the message that wrote the six-character big mantra ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The mountain is still shaking violently, the post slowly and slowly slipped.

"Well, the fairy tale is a lie!"

Li Qingshan turned and fled, and a light disappeared into the sky.

In a twinkling of an eye, I came to the weak water again, feeling that I was all over the place, and suddenly fell, but this is his purpose.

At the moment of entering the water, it turned into a tortoise, plopped, broke into the depths of the weak water, chose a hidden place, and shrank the limbs into the shell, converging all the breath, obscuring all the numbers.

At the same time, a mirror rushed into the sky, carrying his breath and life, spent three thousand weak water, and flew away from the distance.

At this point, there are still more than half an hour when you leave the child.

This is his only chance to survive. With the talent of pure blood turtle, he will be hidden to the end.

"怂", "from the heart" is also. (To be continued.)