boom! The totem pole cracked, the rocks splashed,
Ying's head tilted to the side, his eyes wide open.
Li Qingshan's eyes were about to split, violently convulsing, but there was no sound, like a magma rolling deep in the earth, all being pressed in his chest.
Silence, silence, don't break out in silence, just die in silence.
He took a step forward, raised the totem pole, and smashed it down!
He staggered back, Li Qingshan entered again, and smashed again!
boom! boom! boom! The totem stone pillars were broken into pieces.
Li Qingshan advances, but he retreats.
Either the human emperor or the demon emperor, they all seem to be drunk, awakened from a dream, and like to fall into another dream: "The gods will also retreat? And they are forced to retreat by a'human'!"
The bloody vortex that was shrinking in the sky suddenly expanded sharply again, and there was a faint whistling sound.
The "Twelve Capital Heavenly Demons Array" quickly collapsed, and the totem stone pillars fell like dominoes one by one.
At this time, Li Qingshan stopped. Even with the unending power of the earth and the immortality of Asura, his injuries could no longer be suppressed, and his will had reached the extreme.
The undulating chest suddenly stopped and let out a wild roar, as if bursting from the depths of the earth, the blood was magma, and the broken bones were rocks.
The roar tore through the great silence between the world and the earth, and the high emperors and all the cowards were terrified and shocked, as if facing another demon god. The ordinary sergeants, as well as all the brave men in the world, roared the same.
Ying Xiao finally changed color, and at this moment, man overwhelmed God.
"You really are..."
Li Qingshan supported the half-screen Tengzhu, and the two giants stood face to face.
Ying Xiao looked solemn, as if facing another god, not a human emperor, and then asked, "Who are you?"
"Li Qingshan." Li Qingshan finally replied.
Ying Xiao smiled, not a sneer, but a very cheerful smile, like a mortal.
"Very good. I remember the name. We will meet again."
Li Qingshan looked indifferent like a god, and uttered two words: "Definitely."
At this time, the last totem stone pillar slowly fell over, and Ying's figure shrank sharply. It looks like a big black tree, with withered leaves and branches, and a lone trunk with a few broken branches. It's like an arm with all fingers cut off.
There was a voice in the middle: "Finally, clean up the waste that wasted resources!"
In an instant, dozens of black giant trees shot violently!
Ke Xin felt the catastrophe was imminent, yet he could react in the future. There was a sharp pain in his chest, which had been penetrated by the giant wood, desperately trying to escape the Yang God, but the Yang God was nailed into the flesh by the giant wood.
"Do not… "
The giant tree branched and branched again in an instant, and a black branch with the thickness of a finger pierced out of her beautiful eyes, a beautiful face like a flower. The thorns were full of dense black tree branches, so that her face could not be distorted, and she fell silently from the air.
In an instant, the six true disciples fell, their bodies were destroyed, and their souls and spirits were destroyed.
Li Qingshan closed his eyes and frowned, thinking of Ruan Yaozhu.
Whoosh whoosh! Several black giant trees passed by him, but none of them fell on him.
The only true disciple who was not targeted was Li Liehuo.
He woke up from the darkness. Doubtfully said: "Am I still alive?"
Killed by the demon god, it should be annihilated, even reincarnation cannot be entered, and it is neither like hell road nor asura road.
"Dead ghost!" Huohua cried with joy. Hold him tightly in his arms.
It seemed that Ying Xiao was eager to kill Li Qingshan, and failed to use his full strength in a hurry, or the God of Fire Army resisted a lot of damage. The black light that was as thin as a gossamer only severely damaged his consciousness and caused him to fall into a coma.
Li Qingshan opened his eyes and ignored the call of Ashura Dao. Throwing aside the cheers of the crowd, he walked towards Black Cloud City.
"Take this opportunity to kill him! This battle is in such a situation, if you lose, you know what the end is."
Yingzhe pointed to Li Qingshan's back and ordered a threat, and the first one rushed up.
The Demon Sovereign looked at each other, knowing that Yingzhe said it was true. If this battle is lost, even the Demon Sovereign will have to bear heavy responsibility. Not to mention fleeing without a fight, it must be a dead end, and they all rushed forward. Anyway, there is Yingzhe who is in front of the tank. If it doesn't work, he will be left behind, and all the responsibilities will be placed on him. The dead will not argue.
Xiao Ansu waved his hand, but the pale hand condensed by the white bones of Samadhi went over the leading philosopher and grabbed another demon emperor.
"Why?" The Demon Sovereign was shocked, but saw Yingzhe rushing behind Li Qingshan, breaking like a soap bubble: "Yingzhe, I will take care of the Gobi!"
Immediately urge the devil's heart, wanting to demonize a desperate fight. However, that pale hand seemed to contain a power similar to that of attracting Buddha's light, completely restraining his magic power, and lightly grasped it, breaking his body to pieces.
Yingzhe's figure appeared hundreds of miles away, rushing far towards the demon realm, and looked back: "A bunch of idiots!"
Even the demon god can't kill a man, the demon emperor dare to shoot at him, not to say that he can't kill him, even if he really kills... I can't help but shiver, but this is the descendant of that one, even the demon can Turn it over.
Secretly rejoicing in my heart, fortunately, this trick "dream bubble", let him escape.
At this moment, a gloomy voice sounded: "Yingzhe, where are you going?"
"Faceless Cthulhu!"
As Yingzhe fled, Xiao An caught another Demon Emperor to death. The remaining eight Demon Emperors immediately acted as birds and beasts, but they were stopped by the remaining true disciples led by Dai Mengfan and started revenge.
Jianguang whistling! Sometimes condensed and sometimes scattered, Wan Jianfeng fought the three major demon emperors alone, returning to the usual fighting method, and suddenly felt like a fish in water. With a unique skill in sword repair, he survived the last blow of the 梼杌.
But for some reason, I always feel stunned, as if I missed something. Usually, he can make his impassioned fights and killings. Compared with the previous wars, he suddenly became like a child playing house and became dull.
I was at a loss, am I wrong? But why am I fighting? Looking at Li Qingshan's back again, why did he fight
Li Qingshan was bending down to pick up the missing hilt.
The mind of the mad flower knife soul remains, like a silk in the wind: "Qingshan! It's really exciting... the battle... But... I can only... get here..."
"You are a good sword!" Li Qingshan smiled, not so sad. This was the fate of the soldier and the fate of the sword. It would be a pity if he could not die on the battlefield.
"If Soul Blade has an afterlife, I would like to be born as an Asura and fight side by side with you to see what kind of enemies are there on the nine heavens!" Soul Blade Soul suddenly cheered up, a return to light.
"Okay, that's it!"
Suddenly, Li Qingshan felt that his nose was a little sour, and he held the handle of the knife tightly and threw it into the bloody vortex that was gradually condensing in the sky.
The mad flower knife at the end turned into a red light, disappearing with the bloody vortex.
In an instant, the power that belonged to Asura pulled away from him, his figure gradually getting smaller, but he still felt as heavy as Mount Tai, struggling to walk.
He took a deep breath and moved on.
At this time, the true biography disciples had achieved an overwhelming victory. After losing their unified command, the Demon Kings suddenly became a mess of sand, and they were all anxious to get out, and they couldn't stand a fight.
Li Qingshan didn’t even look at the fierce fighting technique behind him. He staggered into the Black Cloud City. He saw Ruan Yaozhu meditating and adjusting his breath. Jiu Selu assisted. The injury pierced by the giant wood was almost recovered, leaving only one patch on his snow-white skin. Thin red marks.
Seeing Li Qingshan, he said in surprise: "Junior Li!"
Li Qingshan let out an "um" and fell to the ground.
"Unexpectedly, even the incarnation of the demon god has failed!" The faceless evil god dragged a broken arm and played with Yingzhe's head with one hand. His face without facial features fluctuated: "The black sun's heart is mostly on that Li Qingshan. , I am afraid that he is the man of legend, this is a god-given opportunity for me to become a demon god, and I must not let it go!"
Yingzhe's head shouted: "My lord, please!" Observing the "expression" of the faceless evil god, he knew that he was not lucky, but laughed: "Do you dare to intervene in such a catastrophe if you are an evil god?"
The Faceless Evil God smashed Yingzhe's head and disappeared in place. In a blink of an eye, he came to the top of Black Cloud City and stretched out his hand to grab Li Qingshan.
"Qingshan!"
Like a thunder and lightning, Xiao An had no time to react. Even if he did, it was impossible to resist a Cthulhu.
At this moment, the seven stars shone in the vast sea of clouds, turning into a sword and falling from the sky, and cut off the other hand of the faceless evil god.
A silver-armored Valkyrie fell from the sky, and it was Chao Tianjiao, with a cold expression, a sword pointed at the evil god, about to take revenge, and the corner of her eyes swept over Li Qingshan's face, suddenly widening.
"Li Qingshan!?" (To be continued.)
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