Legend of the Great Saint

> "The enchanting, this time is your death!"

The vine cane, smashing down the knife. WwW. NgWeNXuE. M[ |I||]

"Aoki Chemical Dragon, Dragon Battle in the Wild!"

The old man of Qingteng took a shot, the blue light was great, the expansion and expansion, turned into a long-awaited Qinglong, the dragons burst, soaring and flying out of the hall.

A thunder and thunder broke through the sky. I don’t know when, the moon and the night sky, pulling up a black curtain, the rain poured down, and the wind blew.

The dragon is in the world, and it follows.

Qinglong is at the height of the high, the blue light is stunned, and the claws of the teeth are smashed, and Li Qingshan’s demon rushes. The prestige is as bright as a god.

"The instrument!"

Li Qingshan’s eyes are condensed, and only instruments can have this power. The spirit of Aoki belongs to the East and condenses into the pole, turning it into a dragon. This is not only the power of a musical instrument, but also the embodiment of the old man's life.

A black front, the blue dragon long slammed down, it seems like a rolling blue wave, volume animation days, unstoppable.

"The enchanting death!"

boom!

Hundreds of millions of raindrops, scattered and scattered through numerous wood leaves.

Li Qingshan used a boxing knife and banged at the top of the green dragon head! A force of strength, through the feet, flooded the whole body, but still some can not resist, was pushed to the foot of the mountain by the green dragon, plowing two deep ditch on both feet.

Li Qingshan took away the contempt heart, and was the first of the three old people in the Sanshan Mountains. The monk who built the centuries-old foundation gave a means of desperate killing. The powerful and unusual, the fangs laughed:

"If you don't pretend to die that day, the three join hands, I don't really kill them so easily!"

"The enchanting mouth! Qinglong 诛 demon!" The old vine is angry and mad, no more subtle. Open your arms and glow with blue light.

The Qinglong Daqing Qingguang, the dragon body flew up, entangled Li Qingshan, four dragon claws deeply into the ground, vines out of thousands of roots, deep into the green hills. Even if the power is amazing, it is rare to display it. Li Qingshan will be strangled on the spot.

boom! There is another thunder in the sky. But couldn't hold Li Qingshan's low voice - shock!

The shock wave stirred up, and there was a ripple in the body of the dragon that was visible to the naked eye.

Qingtianshan disciple who is watching from the bottom of the mountain. The figure swayed and looked up. The Qingteng Mountain was trembled slightly, and seemed to tremble under the power of this powerful demon.

Li Qingshan shattered the dragon body and rose to the sky.

However, between breaths, there is another dragon, rising from the foot. (Sacred King m) Qinglong body shape, and actually chased it up. Unscathed, a dragon mouth, it sprayed a blue light.

Li Qingshan frowned, and picked up the turtle's mysterious armor, and the blue light flew in front of him. Suddenly turned into thousands of vine branches, wrapped around and yanked down. It seems to be a frog catching insects and spit out the tongue.

The knife slammed and smashed the long tongue. But immediately more vines came out, like a green wave of endless waves.

The ice skates flutter like a sharp cutter wheel that spins rapidly. The waves are broken, but they are constantly flowing.

"He is trying to consume my strength, and the thief is the first to smash the king!" Li Qingshan guessed the calculation of the old man, and took a deep breath, toward the Qinglong, and shouted.

Tiger magic screams!

The wind is stirring and the thunder is awkward.

A black wind whirls, rushing into the Qinglong mouth, immediately rose a big circle, thousands of wind blade, through the body, crushing the green dragon.

At the same time, behind Li Qingshan, a pair of translucent wind wings were unfolded, and they rose backwards and disappeared into the sky.

The next moment, appeared in the hall, the top of the old man, the double-handed knife, a knife!

The second magical power of the tiger and the devil - like a tiger!

Take the wind as the wing, control the wind and fly in the sky.

Li Qingshan is red-haired, and his eyes are smashed into needle tips. The murderous madness is infused into the blade. No matter what your trap is, just killing you with a knife is in vain!

"Give me death!"

"The royal armor!"

Although the old man of Qingtian was not surprised, the big sleeves waved, seven charms, one word lined up, Guanghua Dasheng, and produced seven layers of light curtains.

One floor, two floors, three floors! The ice skates broke through the three-layer light curtain without any stagnation, and the sharp edge was reduced, and the knife was frustrated.

"You are a enchanting!" The old man of Qingteng looked at Li Qingshan with hatred and fear. His hands were swaying, and the smashed green dragon outside the temple once again aggregated and flew into the temple.

"It’s endless!" Li Qingshan’s heart was horizontal, regardless of the blue dragon behind his claws, and he gave up the power of the turtle’s mysterious armor, and gave up the wings of the wind, arrogantly enchanting all the power, strength, killing, all Pour into the blade.

Four floors, five floors, six floors! The light curtain was torn one by one, just a thin layer.

The old man Ivy immediately remembered that the last time he was cut off by a knife, the cold feeling, he never wanted to try the second time. Desperately urging the Qinglong, he slammed into the Li Qingshan vest.

boom! A muffled sound, followed by a subtle bone shattering sound.

"Thank you!" Li Qingshan spit out a blood, dismissive of the injury, and slashed his knife.

The last layer of light curtain, broken!

"Dao You save me!" Qing Teng old man exclaimed, if he was smashed at the beginning of his skull, even if he could not come back to life.

The hall that was still unmoving in the storm, twisted and changed, was nothing but a fantasy.

A blue-colored sword appeared from the void, and the blue light circulated on the blade, slowly crossing an arc and returning to the sheath, as if it were a dream.

The broken blade is rotated and flies up and inserted on the ground.

A thin red mark appeared in Li Qingshan's throat. His face was calm. He glanced at the broken knife in his hand and looked at Fu Qingying on his side to give birth to an icy chill.

It turns out that this is the true face of the trap - Fu Qingyi!

"You are enchanting, you can't die!" Ivy ecstasy, like a big stone in the heart, but faint and somewhat uneasy, always feel that today's face, not the last powerful and terrible, looking at Li Qingshan's calm face, his heart The uneasiness is even more intense.

No, this is impossible!

"I hope that you can protect him all the time. One day, I will take him, and you will kneel down. Right, my name is Beiyue." Li Qingshan straightened up and his body shape gradually faded.

"Is it just a avatar?" The fluorescent flow in Fu Qing's eyes, the strength of a avatar, is really shocking. The faint feeling that it was not possible to kill it at the beginning may be a big mistake.

In the lakes of the distant mountains, Li Qingshan opened his eyes and sat up from the water, subconsciously touching his neck.

"How?" asked An.

"I almost smashed the old man, but he was stopped and smashed, and he was also an old friend, called Fu Qinglan." Li Qingshan flashed cold light in his eyes, that is, he led Ma Lu, forced Ma Lu to smash the demon. Deep hatred and hate, more than the elderly in Sanshan.

If you join forces with Ang, and then go to Qingteng Mountain, can you kill him?

"Would you like to take it?" The fire in Anzhen flashed.

"No, that sword is too sharp. I am afraid that even the turtle turtle Xuanjia can't resist it. Last time, he probably didn't take it seriously."

Li Qingshan felt a little heart and thought for a moment, finally shaking his head. This time, he has a deeper understanding of the strength of the Qing dynasty. He is stronger, the sword is stronger, and the sword is united. He exerts an extraordinary and terrible power.

That sword, perhaps more than the extent of the instrument, reached the point of the magic weapon, go back and investigate, the ten swords of the Tibetan sword palace.

In the middle of the sword, Li Qingshan had a feeling that the power of one tenth of the sword did not play out.

Originally, it was impossible to mobilize the magic weapon as a foundation-based monk. However, the inheritance of the Tibetan sword palace is impossible.

After two years, not only is Li Qingshan making progress. The talented wizard, Fu Qingying holding the famous sword is also in the process of progress, the speed is as fast as amazing, and every fusion of the Qingshen sword makes his strength become stronger.

"Alright, wait for me to make a series of sacred rosary beads, and then compare with him."

Ann also agreed that Li Qingshan is still a little bit to be able to cultivate the tiger and the three, and by then the strength of the two can go further.

"It is best to refine your white bone sword. With ordinary weapons, it is impossible to fight with him. I have to find a way to get a handful of weapons."

The ice skates refining the long whale water absorbing knife can only be considered to be unsatisfactory. Whether it is strong or sharp, it is far from the requirements of Li Qingshan. It is okay to deal with weak first-class opponents. The weapon of the weapon, the enemy whose strength is very strong, is really too bad.

However, Li Qingshan's mood is still good. After some confirmation, at least, he is no longer slaughtered as in the past. He certainly can't deal with paying the greens now, and he can't help him.

"His mother, anyway, idle is also idle, after the old man used to kill once a day, I see you can keep the old guy several times!"

Ann smiles.

......

"Pay a friend, how can this be good? If it is enchanting, every day to use the avatar to assassinate, what should I do?" Ivy old man worried, not worthy of the most wise one of the Sanshan old man, immediately thought of this .

"I will help you to set up a set of ‘Taiyi’s dusty array~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Even if the demon will be trapped inside, it’s also a dead end, you can rest assured.”

"Oh, that's the only way. But I'm in the same position, I'm scared to be out of the door by a demon, what's the face, what is the face of the demon?"

"The palace owner has already negotiated with the Mohai Dragon King. This matter will not be the case. If the Yaozu refuses to give an account, then there will be only one battle."

Ivy’s old man’s heart said: “That’s what you want. It’s really that time, I’m afraid I’m afraid I’ll go out and go.”

"Head." Fei Fei took a group of Qing Teng disciples and came to see him. He tried to press his heart and fear, not to see a messy top of the vine.

After the sparse madness followed, the heart made up his mind: No, you must think of a head, leave Qingteng Mountain, go to Li Qingshan.

"...I think this is done, um, it's very wrong. You should follow the alliance of the kings. Humans and monsters get along with each other peacefully... What are you writing about this? You open the dog's eyes and give me a clear number. Is this 10,000 words?" (To be continued)