Recommended reading: Demon Realm, a desolate Gobi, the barren land has no life, and a few yellow bushes tremble in the cold wind. The gloomy and drooping lead cloud was like a thick dirty cloth, and the stuffy rock was breathless, and it shattered into gravel in the years of perseverance.
A figure suddenly broke through the cloud, fell from the sky, and hovered in mid-air before it landed on the ground.
Wow! The torrential rain poured on Li Qingshan's face. He clenched his fists and looked over the desolate land on alert.
After confirming that there was no threat, he slowly lowered his fist and let out a sigh of relief. The whole person relaxed, opened his arms to the sky, let the rain wash away, and laughed.
The laughter was rolling like thunder, the oppression of the god Kalan was too great, and coupled with the assimilation of the world of bliss, the heartstrings must be tightened at all times, and now it is finally escaped.
Fighting powerful enemies, breaking the desperate situation, is not also happy!
Everything is still vividly visible, especially those red gold eyes, which are as clear as a brand, making him feel excited and unable to calm down for a long time.
"Will he be a traitor? No, how could a traitor save me, and we are different from those in the sky!"
You have to believe! The words of the Great Sage of Ventilation still echoed in my ears.
"However, the great sages have been suppressed, and they must have a great relationship with him, otherwise they would not be so angry and sad."
The phrase "you have to believe" is more like persuading yourself repeatedly.
"Furthermore, God Garan also called him a traitor. He might have converted to Buddhism. What is going on in the end?"
Li Qingshan was thinking about it, and he didn't know what to do, so he no longer wasted time. Anyway, everything will come to light.
If you are a friend, you will work together to fight the gods and Buddhas; if you are an enemy, you will fight to the death and move his "old eight" position in previous years, and you will not be in vain.
"Haha, my sword is already hungry and thirsty!"
It's a pity that he doesn't have a knife now, only an ancient bronze sword of unknown origin. If you say you want to lose it, but you really don't want to bear it, now you are about to go to a decisive battle against Qiongqi, with a handy weapon in your hand, and you can save your life at the critical moment.
"No matter, wait until I settle the gambling agreement with Qiongqi, and after seven times of catastrophes, let's talk about it! At that time, I should be able to understand the secret of this sword."
For ordinary practitioners, becoming a human immortal is already extremely difficult and dangerous. If you want to become a true immortal, there is simply no hope. Even if it takes thousands of years, it may not be successful.
The reason why Li Qingshan has such confidence is because of the "Nine Changes of Gods and Demons."
Unlike ordinary practitioners, his path is not the only one that remains unchanged. When others are struggling or even have nowhere to go, he only needs to change another path and go on. He never worry about nowhere to go, he can always move forward. Row.
This big adventure in the Paradise of Elysium, even though it was extremely sinister, made the Kylin a breakthrough several times. If it was just blindly retreating and meditating, it would take years and months. It seems to be a coincidence, but in fact his path is too wild, and there is no place where he can't mix.
Of course, if you don't have enough will, spirit, and courage, you can't bear these changes.
"All in all, Lao Tzu is ***, hahaha!"
In the violent storm, the old boy has become a demigod, but the youthful spirit has become more and more popular.
"I don't know where Rong Zhi's crazy lady is?"
He set up a pergola and looked far away, only the endless Gobi. The Demon Realm is boundless and vast, and to find Qingqi Mountain, someone must lead the way. Otherwise, if you accidentally bump into the hands of other demon gods, I'm afraid there will be no great sage to save his life.
The biggest lesson from the battle with the God of Garan is that he is not yet an opponent of any true God. If it weren't for the Kalan God to throw the mouse, and would not ruin the Nalanda Temple, he has been taken down now, and even finished.
**Return**, we still need to have a clear understanding of the power gap. Will, spirit, and courage can be transformed into power, but it cannot directly replace power.
Therefore, this battle with Qiongqi can only be outsmarted, not invincible. It's best to quietly touch the bottom of Qingqi Mountain, pull out the Mountain Removal Order in an instant, and knock Qingqi Mountain down at once, and everything will be fine.
He took out a skull rosary and tried to contact Xiao An to help determine the location of Qian Rongzhi. But after a while, there was no response from the Skeleton Rosary, probably because it was the depths of the Demon Realm, and the Demon Realm was not in the six reincarnations, so the connection was broken.
But he didn't have all the means, his eyes turned blue, as deep as Xuanming.
In an instant, the heavy rain stopped, and raindrops hovered in the air, turning into a flat regular hexagon with Li Qingshan as the center.
As the tortoise became more mature, several kinds of talented supernatural powers were derived, among which were the supernatural powers of prophecy and calculation.
The reason why he did not name one by one is because these supernatural powers have begun to internalize and gradually become an instinct, like the extension of the body, and there is no clear boundary between each other, but you have me in you. There is you in it, and the wonderful use is with one heart.
For example, in his current calculations, almost all his talents and supernatural powers have been used.
It is as if raising an arm, the head must be controlled and the heart must be used for blood transfusion. Even two legs will be affected. Basically all organs will be used, and then a domineering name, "Qingshan Xuanclaw", is completely used. It doesn't make sense anymore.
His head slowly turned like a radar, and the hexagons formed by billions of rainwater also turned. The deep eyes waved slightly, as if piercing through the endless void, grabbing a thread of fate.
Suddenly locked in one direction: "Yes!"
The torrential rain continued to fall, and he had disappeared in the rain.
The sky dimmed quickly, and the days in the Demon Region had always been short and long nights.
This is a haze-shrouded city. The streets are intertwined like cobwebs. Rectangular tall buildings rise from the ground. They are hidden in the depths of the dark clouds. They do not know how high it is, like a gray forest.
The cylindrical chimneys are staggered high and low, spitting out strong, colorful smoke, like the breath of a monster, blending into the haze and turning into rain and falling.
Looking up, the rain seemed to be black, falling on the flickering neon lights on the street corner.
Li Qingshan blinked in surprise, and for a moment, he felt as if he had returned to his previous life.
However, I immediately realized that all of this is a creation of institutions and spells, not a product of science and technology. Tall buildings are just the most natural choice made to accommodate as many people as possible.
Moreover, these tall buildings all have only one shape and one color, and the emptiness is extremely monotonous, and they are veritable concrete forests. Staying for a long time can drive any normal person crazy.
He has already begun to miss the world of bliss. There are beautiful places of gardens, squares, and markets everywhere. Not long ago, it was the largest city he had ever seen.
Now it has been refreshed. This gray city is not only larger and huge, but also has a population of more than 100 million.
Qian Rongzhi is one of them. (To be continued.) Book friends who have read "The Legend of the Great Sage" also like it