Legend of the Great Saint

The voice is old and magnificent, harsh and harsh, one-on-one, can not be questioned, and faintly with a Zen, it is awesome.

Xiao An was far away, and his face was slightly moved. He saw the hands of the South China Sea and his hands clasped together. He didn’t know when he was wearing an old cockroach. Without wind, her back suddenly became taller. It was no longer the one with poverty. The female color of the color, but represents a certain existence, exudes supreme majesty.

With the words and deeds, there is no change in light and shadow. However, the sudden fall of the red sun, suddenly a meal, from the outside to the inside, the layer of peeling becomes smaller, the heat emitted is also weakened.

When it falls to the top of the battlefield, it is already ten times larger than the average flying meteor. Although it is still imposing, it does not have the horror of crushing and destroying everything.

A sword light pierced the air, and the red sun exploded. The flames of the heat wave swept across all sides, killing hundreds of monk warriors, but not enough to destroy the entire battle.

"Amitabha."

"Vulture!" I wish to burn a big mouth.

"Shen Ni is a good means!" Li Qingshan couldn't help but praise. It is no wonder that the key moments of "姥姥" will ask for help from the South China Sea. Any one of the great monks can't be underestimated, but one has Mo Li but is willing to be alone and drifting. As a companion, it is extraordinarily not to be underestimated.

The South China Sea God was not angered, and was praised and disliked. He turned to look at Xiao An. "The Four Laws is the foundation of my law. The law is also called the 'four divisions'. You know this. There are four major subjects, namely, the law, the body, the ring, and the ring. The law is the first subject, and it is also fundamental. As long as you work **** this classic, you will be able to repair the 'Justice Law' to the extreme. Eliminate disputes, and do not invade."

"The disciple understands." Xiaoan folded his hands together and performed a ceremony. Although this disciple is not a mentor, but a modest name used by the masters of the predecessors, but the South China Sea God still listened to it is still very useful, and did not continue to shoot, but with Xiao An and retreat some, swallow The strong means of human beings is beyond her expectations. She is not afraid, but she is afraid that Xiao An will be injured.

Xiao Anben still wants to use the Tianlong Zen sing to support the battle, but this distance, Tianlong Zen sing can not play much role, had no peace of mind to watch the drama, meditation in mind, "The time is almost."

I wish to be angry with the wrath, but it is too far away from the South China Sea Sheni Station, it is difficult to cross Li Qingshan and other people to attack.

"The king of burning does not have to be anxious, just hold the position and see that the old nun can block several times!" Congratulations to the disaster, while urging the fire to make a battle with the mountain, the black smoke from thousands of volcanoes, In the eight wildfire dragons, the collapsed leader is recovering quickly.

I wish that the call to burn the red sun will cost a lot of power. If it is fighting in other places, the combat power will definitely be greatly affected. However, here is the melting mountain, and the raging sea quickly adds strength to him, so that he can be second. The third call for the red sun. Only the first red sun came, the South China Sea Shenni did its best and did not completely eliminate it, and quickly retired and resumed the interest rate recovery, obviously unable to support the long battle.

Moreover, his red sun still played a small role. Not every monk warrior can do the same. If you look at the red flag, you will still have a hundred feet away from them. If you let it down, it will be a blink of an eye. Looking at the knife and slashing it on his head, even if he is not afraid of death, he must be shocked. Coupled with the intense pain of burning with fire, the whole monk’s battle is a mess, and the flood that hits the mountain is also followed. Scattered.

The nearly collapsed mountain squadron will be able to support for a while, and with the consumption of power, the casualties of the monks will only become weaker and weaker, and will not become stronger.

The Great Flames are also regrouping and rushing to the battlefield. They don't need to win. As long as they are consumed, the balance of victory will deflect them.

The storm roared over the fire and melted the mountain, but it did not extinguish the eight hundred miles of fire.

"You will lose this battle!" The voice of Zhu Yu turned into the embarrassment of the flame giant, and the flame spear whistle. Eight wild fire dragons fluttering claws, Longkou big Zhang, Thunder and flame intertwined into a sphere, breaking into the air.

"Is it?" Li Qingshan slashed his spear. "This is exactly what I want to say. Why don't you look behind you?"

The leaves of the sea-breaking swords are wounded around the back of the flame giant, and they are about to shoot. I wish the incineration to be a red light. The leaves break off the sea and return to the sword. The sea sword and the skyfire make a sudden collision, and the sparks splash. The position of the two changed between hundreds of positions in an instant, and the afterimage remained in the sky, as if they were at the same time, and it was difficult to win or lose.

At the same time, although the common ground resisted the thunderball, the aftermath of the battle inevitably affected the war of the monks. Thousands of monk warriors died suddenly, and the injuries were hard to count. The offensive of the flood was more and more scattered.

"This is what you want me to see, Li Qingshan!" The flames of the giant gods turned into a heavy spear, firmly occupying the upper hand, the two fire dragons on the body flew out, straight into the battle of the monks, just restored a little Chang Changfeng quickly recovered the Fei Lian flag to resist, but the two fire dragons did not confront the front, but separated from each other, constantly rushing into the battle, and killing people.

"I see how you want to protect this group of ants!"

"I am not talking about this back, but the back of it!" The konjac of Li Qingshan split and disintegrated in the aftermath of the battle, revealing a beautiful face and a smile.

In the north of the fire-melting mountain, a strange green cloud appeared in the thick clouds, and it quickly came against the wind. There was a giant ghost in the green cloud, and it was the poisonous ghost king of the venomous ancestors. The double fists clenched fiercely and violently on the slashing mountain, and the big sways swayed and screamed.

Since the beginning of the war, it has disappeared from the wind, and it has appeared in the north of Huorong Mountain. There are hundreds of cannons in front of them. In front of them, hundreds of cannons are displayed. The muzzle of the black hole points to Huo Rongshan. , the lights are shining.

These Lingshi cannons are the trophies of Li Qingshan in Qinghe government. They have made great contributions to him. They are used to attack the city, but they are not used in ordinary battles. They not only consume a lot of Lingshi, but also need to advance in advance. Ready to be, has been collected by night visitors, and today, finally able to see the day again.

Bai Hongjian waved down and screamed in the wind: "Open the gun!"

Under the joint control of the ten cave masters, hundreds of lights screamed out and landed on the mountain squad, igniting a round of light. Then immediately invest in new Lingshi, both top grades and even the best Lingshi. At this time, no one feels a pity. If this war does not win, Li Qingshan and the Communists have the opportunity to escape. They are definitely a dead end. It is a blessing to be able to use this Lingshi cannon to attack. Only by saving your own strength can you improve your chances of survival.

"A million poisonous ancestors!?" Zhu Yu was furious and angered. Today, there are too many unexpected enemies. "We are both Wangfu Shangqing, why are you attacking! Why!"

Wanduo ancestors did not answer at all, and the boring head attacked the mountain squad, as if the last straw of the camel was overwhelmed. Under the constant attack of the poisonous ghost king and the Lingshi cannon, the crumbling mountain squad finally supported the limit.

There is a faint rupture, which quickly turns into a violent bang, releasing dazzling light.

The radiance was exhausted, and eight hundred miles of fire melted into the mountains. Finally, it was exposed to the storm. The rain poured down and fell on the sea of ​​fire, pouring it on the body of the swallow.

The Guardian Mountain Array can support the present, not only to convince the strength of one person, but to gather the whole swallowing people and the monks to compete, but now, what they have been supporting has suddenly disappeared, and the fanaticism is stagnation.

Under the sweep of the gust of wind, the sea of ​​fire suddenly blazed, but it was just a return to the light, and the raging floods swept through, like a broken bamboo into the sea of ​​fire.

The fire and water met, and the white mist was tumbling, and it was filled between the heavens and the earth. For a time, even the storm could not blow.

Wang Quan, the three monks headed by "姥姥", was overjoyed. Although they did not understand why the venomous ancestors suddenly helped, they would never let go of this opportunity and shouted: "The fire-melting mountains have been broken, and the hatred of the people is revenge." ,It's now!"

The morale of the Deaf Warrior is a vibration, let the fire dragon keep slamming down, no one will shake, just ask for as much power as possible before being killed.

Li Qingshan feels that this is not only aroused hatred, but also a strong enchantment in the voice of "姥姥", stunned when people are turbulent, completely stimulating their potential, too late Feeling her fierce, the flame of the gods crazy attack.

The blood on the tiger's teeth has been exhausted, and it is not enough to face the flame spears. If there is no protection from the power of the market, the flesh and blood on his body may be burned to the ground.

However, this is just the last madness!

In the sky, ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is being broken and the clouds are rapidly closing. This storm is too big. After the blockage of the big array, the huge heaven and earth power will be released and the fire will be suppressed.

On the earth, the floods engulfed the volcanoes, and a black smoke was interrupted. Every time a cigarette column was interrupted, the shape of the eight wildfire dragons was reduced by one point, and the unsuccessful dragons were sent out, but there was no feeling of arrogance. .

"Li Qingshan!" I wish to burn the hysterical roar, he has an intuition, all because of Li Qingshan's sake, this kind of disaster, which happened from the time he saw him.

The flame giant greeted the storm and rushed to Li Qingshan.

"Well, this guy has to die with it!" Li Qingshan felt a fatal crisis. I did not expect that I would be so determined by my honour.

The flame giant blends with the power of horror. Once it is released instantly, not only Li Qingshan, but also the common abyss and the three monks, all of them are in danger of falling. As for the monks, they don’t have to say, they will instantly become flying. gray. (To be continued)