Legend of the Great Saint

> Liu Chuanfeng is amazed, is this still Han Qiongzhi? How can I not remember that she is so beautiful, and she is more admired by Li Qingshan. [. |我&|]

Sun Fubai pulled his sleeves and Liu Chuanfeng woke up and quickly walked away.

Yan Danqing even took a glance and didn't dare to look at it again. With the sharp eyes of the painter, he recognized it at a glance. This is the woman who yelled to accompany the wine after he was drunk that day, being such a beautiful woman. Seeing his own ugly state, Yan Danqing almost wants to hide his face, for fear of recognizing her.

But in the eyes of Han Qiongzhi, there are other people at the moment.

Li Qingshan took Han Qiongzhi’s hand and smiled and said: “When I win, let’s go to Qinghefu!” Although the boating is cheap and good, the lively place is more in line with her temperament!

Han Qiongzhi's face is reddish: "If you win, I will give you a gift to reward."

Li Qingshan couldn't help but look up and down her, the waist that was woven by the brocade belt, like the sturdy chest that came out of the cloak, and the ups and downs of the long skirt, it was even more irritating, the so-called gift is...

Han Qiongzhi replied: "Don't think about it, it's just a gift."

"Then we still go to the lake!" Li Qingshan attached to the ear and whispered, if she did not hold her in her arms, caressing it, it was a violent thing.

"Don't think about it." Han Qiongzhi gave him a look, pushed him, go!

The hundred disciples in the stands took this scene into their eyes. Li Qingshan and Han Qiongzhi became lovers, although it was no secret. But seeing the scene with my own eyes, I still couldn’t help but marvel.

"The second division sister has just changed to a personal appearance. Even this kind of clothes are worn out. Does Li Qingshan know what kind of morality is accumulated?" A legal disciple sighed, "Han Qiongzhi used to care about what he used to wear."

"Don't be jealous, now you can have a good eye. It used to be fierce..."

"How was it before?"

The two looked up. I don’t know when, Han Qiongzhi has come to the front and stares at them. The heart trembled and was busy and said: "The second sister."

"Hey, go back and teach you again!" Han Qiongzhi had no anger on his face. When I saw Wang Pu, he waved to himself and gently stepped on the platform to come to Wang Pu.

At a glance, the two were relieved at the same time, and the second sergeant’s recent temper was very good.

At this time, Li Qingshan stepped into the arena, and ushered in a cheer, born in the usual Li Qingshan. It tastes like some civilian heroes.

Two long cases were placed at the two sides of the big battlefield. Li Qingshan and Yan Danqing stood behind the long case. [m me] separated by a long distance. Look at each other and look at each other. Sparkling.

Liu Changqing read the rules of the test and affirmed the good bet agreed by both parties: "Please ask the two chief disciples, be prepared!"

"The goddess scattered flower map!" Han Qiongzhi rubbed his brow.

"What is that?" Wang Puqi said strangely. Although it was much higher than Han Qiongzhi, these interesting moments and allusions are not the same as those of the world. Moreover, because of Li Qingshan's sake, Han Qiongzhi also made a special investigation on Yan Shidao. It is no stranger to this famous painting.

After listening to Han Qiongzhi’s explanation, Wang Puzhen smiled and said: “It seems that the child will win a love match, and Qiongzhi will have a heart.”

Han Qiongzhi said: "If you even lead you, you have to make fun of me. I don't believe that I am better than a painting!"

Wang Pu Shi haha ​​smiled: "This is not necessarily."

"You don't stand this anymore." Han Qiongzhi was full, and she also listened. Many practitioners spent a lot of money to ask for a beautiful figure from the teacher, hanging in the Dongfu, and calling it to go, not to Life is not annoying.

"Good, no, you see, it started."

No one is curious about this painting and calligraphy showdown. In what way will they be separated?

I saw that Dan Danqing had unfolded the painting axis on the long case. Gao Sheng: "Li Qingshan, this painting is called "Hell Fu", I spent three months conceived, painted in three months, extremely horrible, if not, I also I don't want to draw such a picture. If you are interested, you can still give up now, otherwise you will be injured even if you wait!"

Yanshidao stood on the high platform behind the 褚丹青, and saw the painting at a glance. It was also a shock, a smile and a smile. He Danqing not only inherited his skills, but also outperformed the blue.

This battle, the outcome has been divided!

Li Qingshan put a thin album on the long case: "This book cost me an hour of thinking, making it in one day, spreading it in a month, and I don't know how it works. You can experience it for yourself!"

"Aoyama, you got the wrong book!" Liu Chuanfeng was also on the high platform not far behind Li Qingshan, full of anxiety.

Li Qingshan did not return his hand: "Reassured, yes!"

"Since you are so obsessed with it, let's experience the horror of hell!" 褚丹青骈 means a sword, pointing forward, painting and flying.

The blazing colors are filled with painting paper, but there is only one color - red!

Red, red, and blood red. Red-red mountains, strange and strange; boundless sea of ​​fire, burning; blood red long river, churning.

All the people who focused their attention on this painting were all shocked and horrified and crazy. This is a picture of hell, there seem to be countless evil spirits, in which endless suffering.

Gradually, this illusion becomes real, and one evil spirit jumps from the high mountains, rushes in the fire, floats in the blood, and rushes out of the painting.

Tall body, red skin, twisted limbs, hoarse roar, empty eyes, full of boundless grievances and hatred. One, two, and dozens of evil spirits climbed out of the painting, as if they had climbed out of **** to avenge the world.

At this moment, it seems like a nightmare comes true!

There were screams in the stands, and many female monks changed their faces.

Han Qiongzhi wouldn’t be afraid. Compared to the old castles in the past, the black lotus altar’s means of killing people, this kind of **** lacks some real feelings, just worried about Li Qingshan.

Wang Puzhen smiled and said: "From the atmosphere of Hell Road, this painting is very suitable for my legal family. It can be used as a disciple of the old man and cultivated for ten years. It is really not easy, and Li Qingshan is in trouble."

Yan Danqing remembered the situation when he was just beginning to retreat and paint. He often painted paintings, suddenly regretted rolling on the ground, shamefully hitting the wall with his head.

Thinking of my ten years of hard work, just out of the mountain, it has become the laughing stock of everyone, and will never be liked by a female monk. He will go crazy, as if he is in hell, burned by fire.

In the end, he injected this crazy idea into the painting and conceived this "Hell Fu" to draw the endless evil spirits with all the space.

Li Qingshan, this is what you are looking for!

On the face of Li Qingshan, the smile did not change. "Yes, I forgot the name of my book." Suddenly, the face was swiped, and he waved his hand and said: "Come out, God pen Ma Liang!"

The big derivation of the gods, suddenly burst out of the radiance of the smashing, with the movement of Li Qingshan, the beliefs, willingness, collection and condensation of thousands of people.

A teenager wearing a straw hat and a hand-held brush appeared in the big show, with a big eyebrow and a straight face, standing in front of the ghosts, but without fear.

Han Qiongzhi said: "This is!"

Full of silence, Chutian laughed: "Li Qingshan, do you want to win with your child? This guy will not be what you used to be? Listen to you from the village."

After being defeated by Li Qingshan, Chutian was unyielding and reluctant to prepare for revenge. He just wanted to think about the thing, but he couldn’t show it in front of everyone. He just endured it and saw Li Qingshan’s failure to take a shot. It was a great pleasure in his life.

Although other hundred disciples will not sneer at Li Qingshan, but the thoughts in their hearts are the same as those in Chutian. How can such an ordinary boy have the strength to compete with evil spirits?

Compared with the horror of "Hell's Fu", this is really a joke.

"Oh, this is finished!" Liu Chuan was so anxious to turn around.

Sun Fubai calmly said: "Teacher, don't worry, Qingshan has its own size. I have heard a rumor lately." A rumor about the magic pen Ma Liang.

"Li Qingshan, you are despicable!" Yan Danqing looked at the face of the poor half-majority Ma Liang, as if to see the original himself, want him to drive the evil spirits to kill it, there is a bit intolerable.

"Despicable?" Li Qingshan is strange, but ignores so much.

Ma Liang was focused on his face, raised his magic pen and quickly painted in the void. Da Yan's willingness is constantly changing into his power.

In the eyes of everyone's surprise, a golden boots slammed into the big battlefield.

A golden armor, wearing a golden armor, holding a golden armor, walked out of the void, and Jin Ge pointed to the evil spirit.

The shape of the golden armor is simple and childish. There are even a pair of golden wings behind it. It is like a heavenly soldier in a child's fantasy, but the momentum that is emitted is no longer under evil spirits. Chu Tian, ​​who was laughing, suddenly closed his mouth.

褚丹青张大嘴, is this not the ability of their painter? How can people who have turned out to have such a means?

Yan Shidao said: "Dan Qing ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ What are you waiting for?"

The golden armor of the gods expands their wings and rises to the sky, facing the rising sun of the east, dive down and turn into a golden light. In the hands of Jin Ge pierced a goblin, and the evil spirits trembled and dispersed.

When Dan Dan Qing Deng responded, the evil spirits roared and rushed to the golden armor. The golden armor gods once again flew into the sky, holding Jin Ge, hovering back and forth.

The desperation on Liu Chuanfeng’s face turned into a surprise. Han Qiongzhi shouted: "Aoyama, good."

Li Qingshan is somewhat distressed by the willingness to consume. This is not infuriating, use a little less. At this time, I can't take care of these things. In front of my girlfriend, I have to beat this game with great pain!

Ma Liang’s second golden armor, with his hand-painted strokes, walked out of the void.

"褚丹青, today, I am going to use the means of the painter to defeat you, let you see and see, our family is amazing!"

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