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"Li Qingshan, I actually want to thank you."
Speaking of this, Silong leaned slightly, his anger had disappeared without a trace, but he did not damage his imperial majesty in the slightest, but restored the kind of tolerance that everything was under control.
"If it weren't for you, I would always be in the fascinating charm, maybe I never knew her, after all, there is Su Zhihu! But if it weren't for this, I wouldn't be qualified to be my queen."
"Silong, I remember she said she wanted to marry me!"
Li Qingshan spit out the last word, and suddenly launched the tiger and demon howl to kill, and the violent wind rushed into the sky.
Silong pointed like a sword, cutting through the gale with a single sword, and even his clothes were never raised: "The world is beautiful, and only the strong live it."
"Well said!" Li Qingshan's right arm soared, one arm stretched across the sky, five fingers bluffing, covering Silong: "Photo!"
Silong's fluttering clothing instantly froze, as if sealed in invisible amber.
Silong's body split and collapsed, turning into a cloud of golden dragon energy.
"Rather powerful talents and supernatural powers, but unfortunately useless. The change of the Yang God is the supreme softness and the supreme rigidity."
The dragon's energy condenses and restores its original appearance without changing his smile.
Li Qingshan shot one after another, displaying all kinds of talented magical powers, but none of the magical powers could really hurt Silong.
Luohu Xiaoming silently gripped the slingshot, Xiaoan didn't press the sword, and watched Li Qingshan deal with it alone.
Contrary to the madness when he was incarnation of the Golden Dragon, Si Long allowed Li Qingshan to launch an offensive, but never fight back, as if an adult was playing with a child.
Li Qingshan finally stopped, panting slightly. The constraints of the laws of heaven and earth made it difficult for him to absorb spiritual energy, and the speed of the recovery of the monster energy was very slow.
Moreover, the Phoenix became the only talented supernatural power, and Phoenix Nirvana has not fully recovered. In this battle, he can be reborn at least once, and he will become an egg again.
"Very well, you finally realized the gap between us. Why bother glaring at me, as a thank you, I have made you a lot of tricks. I know that the inheritance of your three identities is not trivial, if it is any of you The cultivation base is the same as mine. I will retreat. So I actually don’t want to be your enemy. Why not try to turn the enemy into a friend?"
When Silong had the upper hand, he instead expressed the meaning of reconciliation, as if he was afraid of Li Qingshan and others' identities after all, and did not want to get into trouble.
"how?"
Li Qingshan glanced at Luohu Xiaoming and Xiaoan, as if they really meant to reconcile.
Silong smiled slightly, nothing is easier to deal with than an enemy who has lost the will to fight.
Yes, he never wanted to reconcile. If he was afraid of the identity and background of the three Li Qingshan, he would have already figured out a way to reconcile. However, the great avenues contend. How can it be weak. At this point in practice, who has not experienced countless sins.
As for wealth and danger, the blood of the Asuras, the inheritance of the bones of Xiao An, and the techniques of Li Qingshan are treasures that are hard to find in the world, and they are worthy of a life. If you let them go today, based on their blood heritage, they will practice much faster than themselves, and it is impossible to guarantee that they will not retaliate in the future. That's really impossible to survive or die.
Xiao An said: "His injury has not fully recovered, and he wants to delay time."
Silong's heart was shocked. Unexpectedly, she could see through it.
The sun god is soft and strong, fast as lightning, invincible, but most afraid of inner demons. Although the flesh is a skin sac to be discarded eventually, it is also a sailing ship to survive the bitter sea. In the state of being out of the body, one must exercise self-control with a strong xinxing cultivation base. Once you become confused, the consequences will be disastrous.
Luo Hui Xiaoming said: "You can fight, but you have to wait for Yan Ying to come back and restrain his Yang Shen's speed. Hmph, I am a little emperor. I dare to pretend to be in front of me."
Li Qingshan smiled and said: "Don't say that, people are still very strong, we need the four of us to join forces to fight. But pretending to use the heart attack skills, do not look at the target. Si Long, your fate, I have to decide. NS!"
"you!"
Silong showed anger, and could no longer maintain that royal demeanor. His expression has become solemn, and no one can be spared in today's battle.
…
"The East China Sea is here."
Gu Yanying took Su Miluo down from the sky and landed on a cliff on the east coast.
Surrounded by white clouds, the cliffs are so high, rugged and steep, as if they were chiseled with a knife and axe, overlooking the sea for thousands of miles.
The moist sea breeze is blowing, the waves are dangling, the sand gulls are flying, it is a magnificent and peaceful scene.
"Yunya Mountain, I haven't been here for a long time."
Su Miluo showed nostalgia. This is a famous resort in Yunzhou and even in the world. In the long time, she has come here to linger and she eventually abandoned it.
When time is sufficient to be difficult to squander, it becomes a huge burden.
"Yan Ying, you are a disciple of the Fa family. It is said that the deepest part of the hell road is'infinite hell'. There is no longer any punishment, but every inch of time is stretched ten million times. I don't know if it is true."
"I don't know, no one has ever been able to communicate in a hell."
They are holding hands, a beautiful face is a disaster, and the country is all over the city; the other is charming and unrestrained. At first glance, it looks like a pair of bi people, visiting the scenery of Yunya.
"Must go back?" Su Miluo squeezed the hand that Gu Yanying wanted to withdraw.
"Definitely!" Gu Yanying said firmly. With the help of Huntian Feather incarnation Kunpeng, she can quickly return to Longzhou and return to the battlefield. This was considered before Su Miluo was brought to the East China Sea.
Su Mi groaned, "You said you wanted to listen to me about the Qingqiu Kingdom, but you were lying to me."
"Sorry, next time!" Gu Yanying apologized seriously.
"What if I insist on not letting go?" Su Miluo wrinkled Qiong's nose, more like acting like a baby.
"If you like it, this hand will be given to you."
From the time she held Su Miluo's hand, she was prepared like this, and it was not a strong man who dared to break his wrist.
"Huh, who is rare! Holding this hand, I don't know how painful it is." Su Miluo was furious, and then gently stroked with concern: "Do you hurt?"
Gu Yanying closed her eyes and smiled wryly. If this goes on, she will probably sink. If there is no experience of crossing the void, I am afraid that he has already declared surrender.
With a thought, Hawkeye opened. A gust of wind swept across, her right hand was broken at the wrist, and drops of blood fell on Yunya.
Immediately afterwards, the strong wind flew, Kunpeng spread his wings, hit the water for thousands of miles, and swept all the clouds.
"I will leave this thing for you as a souvenir. If I can come back, tell me about the Great Sage!"
Su Miluo looked at the cloud-winged Dapeng, feeling a little frustrated in his heart, whether I know how to charm, or that Li Qingshan knows how to charm, all standing on his side like a demon, hateful generals Throw the broken hand back to her: "It's not rare for me to say it!"
Gu Yanying smiled and thanked her, then fluttered her wings and went away.
Su Miluo sat down on the edge of the cliff with her feet in the air, and said sadly: "Can you really not escape? I obviously just want to...be a good person."
Anyone who knows a little about Su Clan will be dumbfounded when he hears these words.
"That's it, I didn't want to get involved in this massacre, but I don't want to be confidant, and God's will is tricking people."
After self-pity and self-sorrow, menacing malice emerged:
"Li Qingshan, if you can really escape this catastrophe, I will help you turn these three thousand worlds and six reincarnations upside down, and pass on my name Su Miluo to the nine heavens, even if it is overwhelmed and soul scattered, this life will not be in vain. For the fox of Su!" (to be continued...)
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