Li Qingshan also asked Guihai Lingzun and other questions, but the old bastard refused to answer anyway.
After so many years of getting along, it can be considered a bit of friendship, and Li Qingshan is not ashamed to threaten to explode his Tianshulou.
Of course, the main reason or threat is also useless. The answer to the question, after all, you have to find it yourself.
"When will you survive the six catastrophes?"
"soon."
After Luo Huo Xiaoming broke the knot, his fighting spirit became more and more vigorous. Looking at Ashura Dao, this was once his territory, his homeland.
Spread his five fingers, grabbed it to the distance, and squeezed it abruptly: "I will definitely get back what I lost!"
"Fight, Xiao Ming!" Li Qingshan shouted, shaking his arms.
Luo Huo Xiaoming sighed, and felt something wrong no matter how he heard it: "Can you call me Ming?" How much do you like this "little" character.
"Ming? Fortunately, you can figure it out, what kind of third-rate romance story is this? Haha!" Li Qingshan mocked his taste presumptuously.
Luo Hui Xiaoming gritted his teeth: "Then call me Luo Huiming!"
"Okay Xiao Ming, goodbye Xiao Ming!"
Luo Huo Xiaoming slashed with a palm without saying a word.
There was a loud noise, and the earth cracked a deep gully, but it was empty.
Li Qingshan's figure gradually faded, looking like a mirror, and he smiled and waved: "If you don't play with you, I will concentrate on fighting."
"Say if you need help."
"No, it's just some boring small battles, I'm afraid you will be bored."
Li Qingshan closed his eyes and opened them immediately.
Under the pale round of the moon, a big mountain stood tall, and an isolated city towered high, seeming to pierce the sky.
The war has lasted for much of the night, and the enemy is still fighting stubbornly.
However, this is not the battlefield of the Demon Realm.
Since the battle with Ying Xiao, Black Cloud City has entered an unprecedented tranquility.
The monks of the Pure Land Sect have pushed the "Pure Land on Earth" to a cold-blooded pass, and there is no guard among them.
If you are determined to make progress, you can completely occupy the Cold Blood Pass and replace Black Cloud City. But after he considered it. Decided to give up this idea.
The human world has always been defensive to the Demon Realm. Under such an overall situation, it has given up the more dangerous Black Cloud City. Going deep into the border of the Demon Realm is really not a good thing.
So he ordered the sergeant to face Leng Xue Guan and the Grand Canyon behind him. Carried out the most thorough destruction, as far as possible to block the possibility of the demon's attack. And the Demon Realm really did as he wished. For many years, it has been calm and calm, and it seems that he has completely abandoned the attack on this area.
He suspected that it was Ying Xiao who played a role in it, perhaps Qiongqi. Before he knew it, he had forged a beam with the two gods. It's still alive and kicking.
Recently he often dreamed of a river of blood. I don't know how many miles of winding, it seems to have traveled through time, flowing from the barren past to the present.
According to legend, the first river opened in the world, and the time defined by its flow formed the fate. Even the gods cannot repent of the vows given to it.
Every time I dream, I will get closer to it, and I have been able to see the waves churning in the river of blood recently.
So he understood that the day of the decisive battle with Qiongqi. It's getting closer and closer.
The trip to the Demon Realm is imperative.
Many people envied the stability of his "big brother", but they didn't know that the war never changed.
The breath of death filled the sky and the earth, and the deep sense of hunger, like a hole and a ball of fire, made him lick his lips.
Xiao An handed her pink and crystal-clear arm over: "Would you like to eat it?"
"I was questioned by the host just now, what's the use of eating in a clone? It's my family Xiaoan's caring. Alas, what a hungry ghost!"
The wind whizzed through my ears. The giant dragon flies in the sky. This is the dragon corpse left by the last big brother Lin Xuan. After being converted by the "three burial vestments", it restarts, and the golden scales fade into silver white, glowing under the moonlight. , Like a silver streamer.
Li Qingshan held Xiaoan in his arms and stood on the dragon's head.
The corpse soldiers and ghost soldiers below, millions, like mountains and seas, launched waves of attacks on the isolated city.
In the crumbling solitary city, more than a dozen corpse emperors and ghost emperors are gathering, panicking and discussing countermeasures. They were the rulers of this land, and they had their own sides in order to avoid cannibalism.
But now, they have to gather to resist the powerful enemy.
Because in this area, all the corpse kings and ghost kings who do not do that either fall or surrender to the enemy, in their opinion, there is no difference between the two, and the latter is even worse.
Now I was shocked to find that even the alliance was useless. The ghoul army under their command was far larger than the enemy, but under the waves of offensive, it was vulnerable to a blow and was already on the verge of defeat.
A corpse emperor roared: "Impossible, how can a low-level ghoul have such discipline!?"
Unless it invades other worlds, Hungry Ghost Road rarely has large-scale wars. There are a few occasions, and they are basically swarming, which is similar to fighting in groups.
Because the dead are different from living beings, they are inherently not suitable for war.
Corpses are slow and mentally low; ghosts are erratic and confused. Basically, it is a group of cerebral palsy and mental illness. Driven by hunger, they only have a strong desire to swallow them.
The corpse emperor and the ghost emperor can use "corpse control" and "ghost control" to use them as cannon fodder, but they cannot organize them into a real army.
But these ghouls now siege the city are completely prohibited and strictly disciplined. The most incredible thing is that it can still condense the military spirit.
The general army of ghouls can also gather aura to enhance the strength of the main general. It looks a bit similar to the military aura, but it is essentially just Yin Qi. It is already very difficult to curb the ghouls' desire to swallow each other. It is simply wishful thinking to want them to unite their will and gather their military spirit.
But this kind of impossible thing happened in front of us.
The corpse mountain and the sea of ghosts, one after another, keep approaching.
Li Qingshan shook his head: "Cut, these guys don't understand the art of war at all!"
His red eyes gleamed in the darkness, magical and full of deterrence.
One of the magical powers of the tiger nightmare, it can deter opponents in battle, but if it encounters a very powerful enemy, it is basically useless.
This somewhat tasteless talent and supernatural power, but played a very magical role in the war of hungry ghosts.
Because it can deter weak existence, twist and solidify its spirit, make it completely surrender to the tiger demon, and turn it into a "ghost".
Low-level ghouls, with low intelligence and confusion, are very easy to transform into ghosts.
This is completely different from the general "corpse control technique" and "ghost control technique". The "ghost" does not need to bother to manipulate and serve the "tiger demon" wholeheartedly.
He became the most loyal soldier at once, his head no longer paralyzed, and his spirit no longer confused. Sacrificing the ego, becoming the greater ego, and wholeheartedly "serving for the tiger."
Li Qingshan twisted his neck: "It's time to give them the last blow!"
A ghost emperor shouted: "Don't you know whose subordinate we are?"
"You are all subordinates of'Wuhua Guixian', so this city is called'Wuhua City'." (To be continued.)