Shen Yushu rushed into the Baicao Garden intoxicated, looking left and right but did not see Ruan Yaozhu's trace, only saw a group of dark shadows in front of him, "Hey, why is there an extra mountain here?"
Suddenly heard the words "Li Qingshan", I was shocked. I looked up and saw Wan Jianfeng being pinched in his hands, exclaiming: "Brother Wan!"
At this moment, he seemed to realize something, his face turned pale, and slowly and stiffly raised his head, looking up along the arm holding Wan Jianfeng, only to see that the big black mountain turned out to be a living existence.
The boundless coercion fell from the sky, and Shen Yushu knelt to the ground with his knees weakened.
"No... You are not... It's impossible..."
Li Qingshan just glanced at Shen Yushu, and didn't take the clown in his heart at all.
"Li Qingshan, you dare to come back!"
Wan Jianfeng tried to struggle, but he couldn't get rid of that big black hand at all, and his heart sank to the bottom. If he was just a clone of Li Qingshan, he still had the power to fight, but Li Qingshan in front of him was definitely immortal, no , Is the power of the Heretic God, which is not what he can contend with today. The pressure that he exudes has already made him difficult to breathe.
"If I don't come back, don't you want to go to heaven? Junior Brother Wan, do you want to die or live."
"What if you want to die, what if you want to live?"
"If you want to die, I'll give you a ride now, and take care of your death thoroughly and completely." Li Qingshan tightened his five fingers, two red lights appeared in his eyes.
In an instant, Wan Jianfeng felt as if he was submerged in a sea of blood, unable to breathe.
"If you want to live, then submit to me! I can help you survive six catastrophes and cultivate into an immortal."
At this time, the green color in the Baicao Garden is still far more than the withered yellow color, and there is still a huge amount of spiritual power to draw.
As a Yangshen monk at the peak cultivation level, Wan Jianfeng is only half a step away from the realm of immortality. Just like Ruan Yaozhu, receiving a little inspiration from Li Qingshan, and instilling a lot of spiritual power, he will surely attract six catastrophes.
"If you can really help me through six times of catastrophe, I will go to you." Wan Jianfeng's eyes lit up with a very heart-warming look, but what he thought in his heart was:'As long as I survive six times of catastrophe , How can you stop me! '
Li Qingshan caught a glimpse of his scheming and laughed: "Are you stupid?" Suddenly he smiled: "Junior Brother Wan, let's do it!"
"Li Qingshan, since ancient times, humans and evil spirits are not incompatible with each other. My Wan Jianfeng is a broken sword, and I will never be with the demons!"
The long sword behind Wan Jianfeng was unsheathed, roaring like a dragon, like a round of daylight, shining the Baicao Garden like daylight.
At the same time, Yang Shen came out of his body, plunged into the dazzling sword light, and merged with the long sword.
Man and sword are one!
In an instant, all the white light converged, leaving only a hazy halo, shrouded in the Sanchi Jianfeng.
Wan Jianfeng knew that he had only one chance to make a shot, so the first shot was the strongest sword style in his life, and he poured all his energy into this sword.
When the sword power is condensed but not sent, the Yang Shen has been deeply damaged. If he wants to hurt the enemy, he will hurt himself. The moment the sword rises to the extreme, it is the time when the Yang Shen is broken.
This sword is a sword that is enough to threaten the evil god!
At this moment, Wan Jianfeng no longer wanted to escape, but only wanted to be able to hurt Li Qingshan, and he deserved the name of Jian Xiu.
Two pinpoint white sword lights reflected in Li Qingshan's eyes, and his face was slightly moved, seeming to be deterred by the power of this sword.
Then stretched out his right hand, raised his two fingers, and pinched the sword lightly in the air.
"The swordsmanship is good, the determination is better, but the activation time is too long."
And the most important thing is that in the "seventy-two formation", Li Qingshan only needs to run the formation a little bit, and Wan Jianfeng's sword power will fall apart.
Wan Jianfeng's supreme sword was still dead before it was issued, his heart frustrated to the extreme, and he roared: "Li Qingshan, you are so despicable! I would rather die than submit to you."
"That's not up to you."
Li Qingshan's eyes became dark and deep, like two bottomless abysses. Wan Jianfeng only felt that his mind seemed to be separated from the long sword, and all his mind was sucked into it.
In the bottomless abyss is boundless darkness, there are countless whispers in the boundless darkness, both men and women, old and young, all full of the strongest worship and the most fanatical beliefs.
These voices were as thin as gnats at first, but in an instant they turned into loud chants, and in an instant it was a mountain whistling and a tsunami.
This is the faith and wish of the sentient beings in the Demon Realm, worshipping Li Qingshan, the supreme lord who freed them from boundless sins and boundless misery.
Wan Jianfeng could not help but develop a feeling of worship. Recalling the majestic appearance of Li Qingshan's commander-in-chief outside Black Cloud City, he almost wanted to worship Li Qingshan on the top, but suddenly he was shocked and roared: "No, I will never worship you. !"
The battle in Heiyun City had a great impact on Wan Jianfeng, not because of his nine deaths, but because whether it was Li Liehuo or Li Qingshan, the fighting spirit displayed was far better than him, and even some ordinary sergeants were better than him. Dajian Xiu is more determined to die, which is simply a shame to him, and he also understands why he has been unable to survive the six catastrophes for so long. That's why I learned from the pain and worked out the sword style of taking death as home and carrying the enemy to death.
Wan Jianfeng would rather die than be a believer of Li Qingshan, but knew that if he continued like this, sooner or later he would be swallowed by the sound of the mountain whistling and tsunami. Immediately make up his mind and prepare to explode Yangshen.
The Yangshen monk's thoughts are like electricity, and all the mana contained in the Yangshen can explode out of control with just a turn of his mind. It is a kind of artificial delusion and it is almost impossible to stop it.
Li Qingshan had already prepared: "The three of you won't let me go."
The three dark shadows ignored the sword light, and the Yang God who plunged into Wan Jianfeng was the three troubled demon that Li Qingshan had conquered.
Wan Jianfeng's desire for death immediately faded, but his desire for survival became fierce.
If people are compared to a country, the human heart is the king. At this time, foreign enemies are invading and the king is about to fight to the death. However, three "great loyal ministers" have appeared in the court, and all of them have to negotiate a peace. The king's determination is shaken.
After all, survival is a person's greatest instinct.
After a while, the three trouble demons escaped from Wan Jianfeng's Yang God, all of them languished, as if they had taken a lot of effort.
Li Qingshan only allowed them to disturb Wan Jianfeng, but he was not allowed to kill Wan Jianfeng, and the power consumed would not be replenished. But they have no complaints about it, and it is the greatest honor to die for Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan let go of his two fingers, Wan Jianfeng's sword separated, and the sun god returned to his body. He immediately fell from the sky, holding the long sword in both hands, and bowing deeply to Li Qingshan. Generally, if you don’t know the righteousness, you will want to fight against my king."
Li Qingshan sighed: "If it was before, I would definitely grant you a death."
"That's the end I deserve!" Wan Jianfeng said as he swung his sword to kill himself.
"That's it." Li Qingshan suddenly lost interest in talking to him, and said lightly: "Wan Jianfeng, I will not only pardon you, but also help you through six catastrophes."
Wan Jianfeng burst into gratitude: "My king has a heart like a sea, and his ministers dare not be ashamed."