Legend of the Great Saint

In the face of a sorrowful monk, Li Qingshan’s eyes turned, and he made a decision. He turned his side and said: “Since the 'big' brother insisted on this, I wished the 'big' brothers to recklessly arrive and arrive. Western Bliss World!"

"This is almost the same, my younger brother, although you are a strong man, you can't do what you want, you must learn to respect others, so I am always your brother. レm♠思♥路♣客レ"

A monk monk turned to peace, and taught Li Qingshan two sentences, and went to the ninth floor of the town magic hall!

"The brothers are talking about it!" Li Qingshan smiled slightly, and the town magic tower descended from the sky and pressed down to a lamp monk.

"You..." A monk in a light screamed, his body was bright, but he was slower.

A loud bang slammed his next words.

"But I am used to this person!" Li Qingshan is standing against the town tower.

boom! ..

The town magic tower swayed fiercely, and a monk shouted: "Li Qingshan, you dare to shoot at the same door, let me go!"

Li Qingshan pointed his hand, and a chain of town magic chains came and slammed tightly to lock the tower body. His expression was somewhat dignified.

"So strong magic xìng, this is not like the Buddha disciple should have, a light brother, I see you still reflect on it inside!"

The power of the town's magic tower is not only due to the cultivation of Li Qingshan, but also directly related to the strength of the opponent's magic. This town tower is quite huge.

As expected, in the fierce battle of the genius, a light monk is bound to be shackled! who's that person? Generally, the devil handsome may not have this means, and all the devils on this level have been killed. Plus he is going to the ninth floor with one heart and one mind...

Li Qingshan could not help but look at his feet. There has been a general guess, and his heart is jǐng惕.

When he was still on the seventh floor, he was almost confused by a voice. Thanks to the turtle, he suppressed the heart and did not roar in time. It is now on the eighth floor, and the power that the voice can exert is probably stronger.

At this time, the town magic tower faintly through the light, and more and more bright!

"Not good!" Li Qingshan pulled back. The town magic tower crashed.

A light monk holds a lamp. A round of halo behind the brain, it looks like a sorghum, and then his face is violent, staring at Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan shook his head helplessly. Do not say anything nonsense. If you can wake him up in a few words. That is not a mystery. If it is a person who is very close to the same light monk, there may be some chances, but they have just met a few hours. It was also used by a monk and a monk as a competing object, saying that everything is a waste of tongue.

A light monk glanced at Li Qingshan and turned to the ninth floor of the town hall.

"Woodman!" Li Qingshan said.

A light monk has a footstep.

"Waste!" Li Qingshan stood up and continued.

A light monk suddenly looked back: "What are you talking about?"

"I said that you are not my opponent, I am afraid of me, so I have to escape, it is a coward waste!" Li Qingshan said with a smile.

A monk in the light has a magic weapon in hand, and his own cultivation is extremely strong. If he wants to stop him from going to the ninth floor, he must use the power of the demon repair. Relatively speaking, it is relatively simple to insult him.

If it is a normal monk, the smashing of the mouth may not make him frown. Now that his mind is chaotic, he becomes extremely sensitive.

"Big light gun!"

A lamp monk screamed, and the platinum ray became a handle lance, and he was able to rush to Li Qingshan with lightning speed.

If you can use the mirror to spend the water, you must let your monk taste what it is called "to the other side of the road." Li Qingshan swayed the rebellious sword, and the sword light was intertwined into a piece of sword net, which shattered the ray of light.

However, the light on the monk of a light is getting brighter and brighter. There are more and more big light guns, more and more dense, like a storm.

Although Li Qingshan’s swordsmanship was strong, he gradually could not support it. A sword fell through the air, and the big light and the gun passed through. In an instant, he was hit by countless rays and flew out.

After the curved face, Li Qingshan was calm. "There is a calm enemy that is easier to deal with. You just have to adjust your interest rate. How long can this crazy offensive last?"

Even if there is no "God and Devil", it is enough to bear this kind of attack by the body of the devil, and only the one that can threaten him, just wait for a light monk to run out, one counterattack You can subdue it and then take it to the upper level of the town hall, and then wait until you don't roar.

Li Qingshan is planning in his heart, a powerful and tyrannical will into his mind, a voice shouted: "Come to die!"

Like a thunder in his head, Li Qingshan was dizzy and could hardly control his body.

Masters fight, only in a moment, a light monk is controlled by the demons, and will not let go of such an opportunity, long call the Buddha.

"Big Bright Wheel!"

A light monk had a round of aperture on the top of the head, and it slammed into the chest of Li Qingshan.

"It’s quite a funny trick, but it’s not so funny on your own. Wait, is this a rocket that’s famous?”

Li Qingshan was smashed out and put the rebel sword on the ground before he stopped the castration and bowed his head and laughed: "The turtle son should not be anxious, and Lao Tzu will go down and put you down eight!"

It seems to be licking yourself, but it is not bad.

"The spirit turtle Zhenhai!"

Li Qingshan restored his control of the body, the glare in front of his eyes, a light monk dragging a light, smashing!

"There is no end! Town Devil Tower!"

Li Qingshan mobilized the magic heart, a huge incomparable town tower to cover him!

With a bang, the town magic tower swayed, and a light monk flew back. The round of halo was broken and the bald blood was flowing.

Li Qingshan smiled abruptly, relying on his magic, if he used the town magic tower to defend, it was really indestructible.

A light monk adds anger, shakes his head, and fights again. The voice of the ancient Buddha suddenly sounded in his mind, urging him to go to the ninth floor of the town hall.

Perhaps it was the effect of the collision. He also began to feel something wrong. Looking at the town tower in front of him, he looked back at the statue of the town behind him and picked it up at a time.

Under the statue of the town, the gateway to the ninth floor suddenly opened, and a strong suction came from the black hole. The wind whistled and flew a monk to the door. He suddenly did not know the resistance. When you hit the door, you will fall into the ninth floor.

The body suddenly slammed, a town magic chain entangled a lamp monk's legs, the other side of the town magic chain wrapped around Li Qingshan's hand. Smiled: "Turtle son. You can't think about it!"

The voice screamed. "If you don't let go, just pull him into two paragraphs!"

If it is someone else, you may hesitate to dare to pull again. But what is Li Qingshan's xìng grid, change one hand for both hands, pull the river and pull it backwards.

"Come on, who is afraid of who, I am with you!"

Quietly crushed the string of life-saving rosary that did not roar to him, I really did not expect that things will develop to this step of the field, but fortunately there are spirit turtles pre-Jǐng, always prepared. If you accidentally get pulled into the ninth floor, I am afraid that there is a danger. The guy who was crushed on the ninth floor is by no means an ordinary generation.

"嗤啦", a lamp monk robes cracked from the waist, and then the waist skin began to crack, blood is like a spring, was caught in the wind.

"I can't live with a light brother, but as a Buddhist disciple, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, and death can't fall into the hands of the magic. You say this is not the truth!"

Li Qingshan sighed, and the strength in his hand was not loose. If a monk of a light fell into the ninth floor, there was no chance of living. It might also be regarded as a bargaining chip for the Tianlong Temple.

It’s better to gamble and gamble, hoping not to roar and get help in time, but it seems that if you can’t catch up, why should you explain it with no roar? “Master, I saved half a light brother, thank you!”

At this time, the town magic chain suddenly slammed!

......

"No, something went wrong!"

On the Big Foshan, I was not roaring and talking with the fearless cockroaches. Suddenly my heart jumped and my face changed dramatically. I rushed to the back hill and went to the eighth floor of the town hall.

"Aoyama, what is going on? How is this light in your hands!"

Li Qingshan sat on the corner of the main hall, and was playing with a lamp monk's lamp. The light was extinguished!

In front of you is a town tower!

"Master, you are finally back, I saved a light brother, it is a whole!"

Li Qingshan particularly emphasized that he would wave his hand and remove the town magic tower. A monk was lying in it. He was unconscious and did not seem to suffer any injuries. He only had a special slender waist.

At the last moment, the oil lamp on the monk’s body suddenly turned bright, and Li Qingshan felt that the power at the end of the door was one of the loose, and the hometown of the lamp was pulled back.

Look at the lamp again, it has burned out the lamp oil. I don't know if a monk is awakened by severe pain, or if the Buddha is alive, he will automatically protect the Lord!

"What happened!"

At this time, fearless and Xiao An also rushed over.

Li Qingshan said the passing of the incident and sighed: "If it weren't for me, Tianlong Temple lost a talented disciple, plus a magic weapon. If the abbot does not let go, it would be too meaningless!"

Xiao Andao: "Aoyama, the abbot has promised, I will accompany you to Nanhai County!"

"Great!" Li Qingshan was overjoyed and smiled: "The abbot is deeply aware of the righteousness, and our younger disciples also feel that they have strength!"

Fearlessly glanced at him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A big sleeve waved, a piece of golden light sprinkled.

A light monk slowly wakes up, and his eyes are a little dazed.

Do not roar suddenly slap on top of his head, be a big drink!

A monk of a lamp trembled, his eyes recovered and he was clear, and he looked around and thought of everything that happened. He was ashamed and embarrassed in his heart. He couldn’t kill himself on the pillar of the temple and fell deeply to the ground:

"The abbot... I... the younger brother... all the disciples are not strong, they will be taken by the demon, please the abbot to punish!"

Don't roar: "You don't have to be too blameful. The following suppression is the flying king of one of the 72 demon kings of the past year. It is repaired far above you, even I am not his opponent. You have practiced in the Tianlong Temple since childhood, and your mind is pure. This is both your advantage and your flaws. The so-called sinister is easy to filthy. My disciple is the stone in the pit, stinking and hard, and there is no such concern. I didn’t expect you to give birth to a competition to win!” (To be continued...)

PS: The hot August is coming to an end. The weather is getting colder and the autumn is cool. It is a good time to travel, but we must take care of our body. The beautiful September is coming soon, and we will ask for a monthly pass!