Legend of the Great Saint

Although Li Qingshan’s mood was not greatly affected, but the final battle was just around the corner, he decided to calm down and practice for a while, so that the night wave was a sigh of resentment. [叶*子]【悠*悠】

However, Li Qingshan also left a heart, ordered the night visitors to speed up the collection of various spirit grass and contribute.

The war lasted for several years, and many territories in the ground were empty. The restricted area that the night visitors could not get involved with became accessible. Monsters don't know how to use Lingcao compared to night visitors. They only protect the grasses that can be taken directly. The remaining Lingcao should be more.

In order to speed up the process of collecting the grass, Li Qingshan handed over the messy spirits in the treasure bag to the night wave. As long as she can contribute the better quality grass, she can be the master to reward these things.

After the spider is not good to serve, in case it is ruthless when he turns his face, he will bring the benefits of the search, and let the scorpion leave. Heaven is big, people are demon, nowhere to go, why bother with her air.

Li Qingshan only took a small part of the remedy, and most of the rest remained in the treasure capsule, and there was no chance to be converted into cultivation.

In Qingxiaodongfu, Li Qingshan took out all the medicinal herbs in the treasure capsule, and the quality was considerable.

The quality of the grasses contributed by the night visitors is quite high. There are five thousand years without a thousand years. Therefore, the quality of the medicinal herbs produced is very good and can be used by him. However, there are also a small part, there are already some chicken ribs, it is a pity to abandon, tasteless.

As the realm of his practice grew, the speed of the aura of the world was getting faster and faster, and even itself became spiritual. The aura contained in a drop of blood is probably more than a lot of panacea, and it is useless to take these panaceas.

Once it reaches a certain level, I am afraid that even the medicinal herbs produced by the millennium spirits may become useless, so the land of the earth is no longer as important as it was at the beginning. Squeeze some residual value. You don't have to be **** on it, you are driven by the spider.

Li Qingshan smiled at Xiao An and took a deep breath. The figure has skyrocketed, and in a blink of an eye it has turned into more than ten feet, one foot is three meters. It is about the height of one floor. In other words, Li Qingshan now has more than a dozen floors, although it is smaller than Godzilla, but it is enough to pretend to be a little monster. [叶*子]【悠*悠】

The black and iron figure is like a demon god. The red hair wants to be scattered like a waterfall. The eyes are stunned and flaming, burning like fire, exudes wild and primitive animal and magic.

When opening up the Green Cave House, do not ask for anything else, just ask for a "big" character. It is to be in the situation of this moment. The mountain they chose was also two or three hundred feet high. Li Qingshan and Xiao An joined forces and almost hollowed out the entire mountain.

From the bottom of the Dongfu to the dome, it is almost two hundred feet high. If Li Qingshan used Shentong to squeeze this mountain wall into a firmer than steel. I couldn’t bear the weight of myself and collapsed.

Therefore, Li Qingshan stood up straight and did not feel crowded. He looked at his figure and opened his mouth full of fangs and smiled. The tiger tail swings freely behind him. With a bunch of afterimages.

To a certain extent, he is more satisfied with his original form than the shape. The handsome shape is very handsome, but compared with his original shape, it is not enough power to be domineering.

It is also impossible to say that the green bulls are sinister and poisonous. Li Qingshan is selected. If there is no eccentric taste of the passers-by, ordinary people may not be able to accept the image of themselves, let alone feel good about themselves.

Li Qingshan reached out and took all the medicinal herbs on the ground, all flew into his hands, stuffed them into the big mouth of the blood bowl, chewed and did not chew, slammed and swallowed.

If other practitioners see this scene, they will be surprised that they can't close their mouths, thinking that he is tired and wants to commit suicide.

The types of these medicinal drugs are not the same. It is fatal only if they are medicated. The strong medicinal properties contained in them can directly blast people.

Sure enough, after swallowing these medicinal herbs, Li Qingshan’s stomach immediately bulged and became bigger and bigger like a balloon, as if it was pregnant in October, and the metal-like rasping sound was heard.

Li Qingshan’s eyebrows also had a little more caution, and gave a low voice: “The turtle is suppressing!”

The genus of the tortoise sings out the ray of light, and suppresses this confusing force.

However, there are also some sorrows that can't be suppressed, a demon, breaking through the body and raising the red hair. [Ye * Zi] [Yu * You] If there is an eight-door gold lock array to lock this sleek monster, I am afraid I can see the scene of the demon sky.

The genus demon is only suppressed and not absorbed. The medicinal force of the scorpion is integrated into Li Qingshan's limbs, and the internal organs are slightly stinging. Numerous tiny blood vessels are broken, but they are immediately restored.

In a flash, such destruction and reconstruction have not been known many times.

Li Qingshan has only one purpose for this, and that is to break through the four monsters.

Finally, Li Qingshan’s stomach is no longer getting bigger, sitting down on his stomach and touching his big belly:

"I also said that I want to have children with other people. I am like a broken child! Xiaoan, like Maitreya?"

Xiao An jumped gently and jumped on Li Qingshan’s stomach to see his fierce look. He smiled and said: “Not at all.”

"What is that like?"

"Like Li Qingshan."

"Yes, like Li Qingshan, what do I do like others?"

Li Qingshan laughed. In this world, people who are completely unaffected by his appearance and bloodliness are the only ones who are affected by these foreign objects. I am afraid that she will be the only one. Whatever he looks like, Li Qingshan is still seen in her eyes.

And Xiao An, whether it is a ghost, a bone, or a beautiful woman of Zhu Yan, has changed in his heart.

Xiao An came to the side and took out the **** bloody demon. She gently sniffed, and the rich **** smell made her very satisfied. It was the best material for refining the **** sea bream.

Thinking a little, and then collecting the blood demon, taking out the sacred rosary, the next level of 18 rosary is twenty, only three.

Time passed by, and in a blink of an eye, it was half a month passed.

Li Qingshan’s stomach has completely recovered. A pair of iron hooves stepped deep into the ground, and the two claws clasped the ground tightly. The back arches were like mountains, and the double horns struggled upwards.

Standing on the ground!

Although there is still less momentum in the momentum, but in the charm is very similar to the cow magic illusion that he saw in the sea.

There are no extra movements, no more dancing, and even the three styles of "The Cows and the Devils, the Cows and the Devils, and the Cows and the Devils" are completely abandoned. It is so motionless, like a statue.

However, in this absolute stillness, it is full of power, like a big bow. Muscle stretches to the extreme, stronger than rock and steel.

But under the chilly skin, the blood is simmering, the soul is burning, and there is no stopping.

There is a red light shining in the red scorpion. Although the upper body still maintains a human form, no one can connect him with the word "person".

The medicinal properties that he swallowed in one breath, the medicinal properties have completely evaporated, but the "buffal devil", which was the easiest to practice, has become extremely difficult this time.

"Not enough, what's worse? Dan medicine? No! What?"

Li Qingshan was sweating under the rain, and two hot white vapors spewed out of his nostrils, and the medicinal properties began to fade.

"The bulls are stuck in the mud!"

In Li Qingshan’s heart, this sentence is full of unclear meanings. He deeply understands the kind of sorrow of the hero’s end, and the helplessness of the hard-working.

But in this, there is still something that exists, and his knowledge of the sea once again reveals the illusion of the demon.

He stared at the phantom for a long time, suddenly gave birth to a doubt?

Why, if you know that you are stuck in the mud, you still have to struggle? The more you struggle, the deeper you are, the harder you have tried. Since it is useless, why not stop and take a break, why bother with such pain?

In the past, Chu Bawang’s defeated the army and listened to the ten-faced songs, and he said: “When you pull the mountains and suffocate the world, you will not be able to die, you will not die, what can you do?” Breaking through the ambush of the Han army and fleeing to the banks of the Wujiang River, but sighing "there is no such thing as seeing Jiangdong's father and old man" and self-proclaimed, it became the best annotation of the four words of the hero's last road, leaving a heroic song of the ages.

This poem was learned in the textbooks of Li Qingshan in the past, but there is no coincidence. After thousands of years, another general surrounded by enemy troops and destitute, also left a seven-character poem, printed on the textbook, and clearly left. In the memory of Li Qingshan.

"What is the meaning of the broken head today, the entrepreneurship is difficult and the battle is more. This is going to the old department of Quantai, and the flag is 100,000!"

These heroic and dry clouds are like the spirit of death, far better than the blame of the people who do not dare to cross the Chu King of Jiangdong.

This kind of mindfulness flashed, and in reality it was only a moment.

"I understand!"

Li Qingshan’s red light, suddenly bright, like a light. Look at the phantom of the demon, and see a different scene.

He saw the demon, with patience and perseverance, persevering, even if it was a laborious effort, even if it was destined to be fatal, it was difficult to change the fate, and never give up, to fight against the end.

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Li Qingshan's flashing light is gradually calming down, and the breath in his nose is becoming more and more gentle. As if it can be like this, stick to 100 years, a thousand years.

Suddenly, a majestic masculinity similar to that of the cow magic illusion, originated from his body!

The cow is changed, the fourth is heavy, and it is made!

Li Qingshan's body shape gradually returned to its original state. Unlike the past, he was not so ecstatic in his heart, and he did not rush to try to increase his strength.

In the process of practice, the blue cow's will seems to be transformed into this body through the cow, and it is a kind of inheritance. No matter how many mysterious changes in the "Devil's Devil's Nine Changes" in the future, this "bull-magic change" is the first deserved.

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