Legend of the Great Saint

However, there is another saying in the world that "seeking things in people is in the sky." In this battle, Li Qingshan has no grasp of victory. When things are coming, they still need three points of luck.

Fengshen wings suddenly opened the wings of the wings, Li Qingshan whistling and rising, his face flying with a confident smile, as a man, there is always a three-point grasp, but also to fight hard, not to mention the 70% chance of winning.

The shadow of the blood slammed, and the cloak rose, and it turned into a red lightning flash.

In a twinkling of an eye, they all become tiny and almost melted into the darkness.

Li Qingshan feels that he seems to be integrated into the wind. The scene in front of him is changing rapidly. If the reaction is not too fast, there is almost no feeling of being able to grasp it. As expected, after repairing the tiger to the triple, the supernatural powers also became more powerful, flying to the middle of the canyon in the blink of an eye.

But it was too late to enjoy the changes at this moment. A **** demon came straight, Li Qingshan turned around, and the shadow of the blood was pale and cold, and the pale claws came first.

Li Qingshan was in the middle of a bright light, and the wind **** winged up, and the reverse acceleration accelerated. It was like a tiger and a mountain, and the right hand was a virtual claw. The left hand implies a variety of changes, as long as the blood can be caught and pulled into the close fight, the battle has been decided.

When Fang Yi shot, it seemed to enter the final fight.

The blood shadow is sneer and sneer, and the figure is like a ghost. The tiger's devil's heart grabbed into his chest, but it was just a surviving phantom, and the means of picking it, even if it was too late to display it, lost his trace.

Silently. The turtle's mysterious flashes, leaving four deep claw marks.

The blue and red light and shadow intersected, and the blue light crashed into the rock wall. The red light and light turned into a stone beam across the canyon.

A fight, the height will be revealed, although Li Qingshan has such a magical power of the **** of the wind, but in the end can not match the blood shadow of this strange animal flying in the sky. The sky is not his home.

Li Qingshan didn't have a sigh of relief on his face. He turned back and walked on the rock wall. He stood up and danced with his wings, flying like a tiger to the blood.

The shadow of the blood shadow flashed and he passed Li Qingshan.

A bang, the smoke did not rise. Li Qingshan once again took advantage of the force and slammed the blood.

The roar of the top of the head continued. The night pearl looked up. I saw Li Qingshan like a humanoid tiger, jumping back and forth between the canyons, like a flat.

But the blood shadow is even better, it seems to be a leisurely walk, strolling on the stone beam, seems to be slow and fast, it seems that there are several blood shadows at the same time. Walking back and forth, you can easily avoid every attack. There is also Yu Yu opening:

"I thought you had any means, and it turned out to be the case."

"Can you hurt me a hair?" Li Qingshan stopped a useless attack. Stop on the rock wall and breathe slightly, and use the power of the earth to restore strength. This series of rapid attacks, his consumption is not small.

Li Qingshan’s voice did not fall, and the blood shadow disappeared in front of him. Li Qingshan suddenly looked up. He saw the blood shadow close at hand, and looked down and down. The yin test said: “Is it?”

The pale hand was gently pressed on the turtle's mysterious armor.

Hey, hey, hey!

Li Qingshan feels that the heart is like a gong and drum, and a strange force, through the turtle turtle Xuanjia, directly grabbed his heart, no, more accurately, blood, blood flowing back into the heart, as if at any time Will explode.

Although the vitality of this level of monsters has been extremely strong, even if the heart is broken, the demon can replace its function. In the future, as long as the demon gas is used to repair, many of the key points are no longer essential. However, as an extremely important life center, once it is seriously damaged, it is also seriously injured. In the fierce battle, the opponent will give you a chance to recover.

"How, do you feel that you are weak? Do you think that I only rely on speed to have the status of today? I thought I was really afraid of being close to me? There is only a stone in the strong stone. I have no way to take him. Your blood. Very powerful, I can't wait to taste it!" Bloody eyes stick out the bright red tongue and rubbed his lips. From the appearance of one, he was regarded as the enemy of the enemy, and he had no resistance in his hands. He had a kind of pleasure that he could not tell.

"How about this taste?" Li Qingshan punched in the chest of blood.

"It's very special strength. It's no wonder that the strong stone can't resist it." The shock wave raged, and the blood shadows stirred up. After the shock wave, everything was as it was. Even the sneer on his face did not change at all. Even the strong stone can not resist the attack, for him, it is totally useless.

Strong stone holds his arms and stands, his brows are wrinkled. No one knows more about the blood shadow than he does. The most powerful blood shadow is not the speed, but the strange recovery ability, but this ability is rarely seen. In countless times, the strong stone did not find the opportunity to force the shadow into the dead end, but even if he was smashed into a smash of meat, he could be restored to its original state in a blink of an eye. This is not a natural power, but the same as the "sturdy" of a strong stone. It is an innate ability.

The blood in Li Qingshan's body is more and more exciting, and it seems to be a mess in the world. Sometimes it flows quickly, sometimes against the current, and even turns into a sharp weapon. If it is not his body, now the body has been ruined by his own blood.

Although "The Turtle Town Haishu" has suppressed the sea and the sea, but it can not suppress the essence of flesh and blood, and his current state is not the ability of different kinds to invade the body, but the use of blood and shadow is different. Can, control outside.

Li Qingshan, who was forced into a desperate situation, did not have a trace of panic. After holding the waist with his backhand, he drank the sharply curved handle of the sickle. The purple-green knives flashed and fell into the shadow of the abdomen.

There is no meaning for the blood shadow to hide. Even the shock wave that can be shattered by him can not hurt him. What is the knife wound in the area? If you take a moment, you can tear the heart of Li Qingshan and taste his blood. The taste is gone. As I thought about this, my expression changed abruptly, and the pale complexion was covered with a layer of purple blue.

Li Qingshan has been urging, and the toxins accumulated for many years have been eroded, polluted and destroyed. Being irritated, even if the heart is broken, you must first kill you.

The stalemate was only a moment, the blood shadow could not stand it, and the backhand took a shot and left.

Li Qingshan was busy with the blood in the body, urging the demon to repair the ruptured blood vessels, and the heart that almost burst. Although the information given by the Night Pearl has already mentioned this point, it is only in the hands of the opponent that it is deeply felt that the terrible power of this kind is almost ignoring the defense and attacking from the inside. If it is a human monk, the body will be torn by blood in a flash.

Li Qingshan just recovered a few points, immediately waved a drink knife and flew to the blood.

The blood shadow swayed the cloak, and a few **** arrows spurred.

Li Qingshan danced with wings and wings, and his body was deflected. He passed by the blood arrow and fell on the rock behind him. The white smoke was everywhere, and several large holes were eroded in the blink of an eye.

Look at the blood shadow, the purple toxic gas on his face has dissipated. He actually used the blood to wrap the toxins out. His face became paler and his face became more cold. He looked at the drinking knives, but he flashed the taboo color. Dare to let it go.

Li Qingshan was chasing after him. In the battle, he grasped the use of Fengshen wing a little bit. He became more agile and quick, and his heart was slightly happy. He felt that the speed of blood shadow was slower. Although he removed the toxin, he lost so much blood to him. It is not a small injury, but the trust in one's own strength has become the biggest trap.

The balance of victory is slowly tilting toward Li Qingshan.

Onlookers on the ground, can see this, only a few districts, the night pearl is one of them, "Is that a weapon made by human monks? Can actually use the poison to restrain the power of blood shadow. Clear and weak It’s more than one, but it’s a good match. This North Moon is really good.”

Others only felt that a spur of the wind swelled and swept down from the sky. I saw two lights and shadows, constantly flashing in the air, sometimes staggered, sometimes separated, squinting, gazing for a long time, there is a sense of dizziness.

The rapid blasting of the air, like a thunder, the gust of wind, spurred into a black storm, traversing the canyon, the wind screamed, becoming more and more intense.

At this moment, a sharp and sharp line, piercing the wind, clearly passed into everyone's ears.

The night pearl is discolored: "Operation protects the ears!"

In the sky, Li Qingshan slashed, the head of the blood shadow, turned to the back, facing Li Qingshan, his mouth was enlarged to an incredible degree, and the original handsome face became distorted, released from the nose and mouth. A stock of horror sound waves.

Li Qingshan only felt a scream in his head, and the wind **** wing shattered and was pushed by an invisible force, flying into the rock.

The blood shadow is flying fast, and the sound waves are endless. The rock wall around Li Qingshan trembled and smashed, and pressed a large pit. Li Qingshan was kept pressed down to the bottom of the pit.

The head seems to be stirred into a mass of mud ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Li Qingshan sneered, making a tiger whistling through the world.

The two sound waves meet in the canyon, overlapping with each other, swaying back and forth, crossing a stone beam, and the stone beam slowly collapses and falls down.

Li Qingshan's demon in the body is rapidly consuming, but can not maintain the turtle turtle Xuanjia. The blood shadow also saw this point, and the body shape turned sharply, turning into a scarlet dragon roll, with the two claws as the tip, breaking the air. After fighting for so long, he was still full of demon, but his physical strength was somewhat unsupported. He had to take Li Qingshan’s life.

In the face of such a murder, Li Qingshan was only calmly swaying with a backhand and drinking a sickle.

The blade smashed on the tornado and was bounced off. The blood shadow of a pair of claws has turned sharply and broke into the skin of Li Qingshan.

"Death!" In the scarlet dragon scroll, there was a **** sorrow.

"Dance dance." Li Qingshan's drink knives suddenly bloom, like an ostrich open wings, dancing in the dark night, purple cyan wings are extremely smashing.

Bloody splashes! (To be continued)