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Even so, these steel armored corpses still caused a lot of trouble to Li Qingshan. Unfortunately, Xiao An was not here, otherwise these steel armored corpses would not be captured by hand. He had let Xiao An hide temporarily underground, ready to respond at a critical time, and let the enemy fatal. one strike.
However, after several strong impacts and the destruction of the demon trampling in the morning, the hole in the tiankeng has completely collapsed, and the pressure of the earth and rock completely ended the starting point of the Sanshan Medicine Collection Ceremony. Xiaoan was also pressed underneath, and for a while, I was afraid. It is also difficult to come out to help.
Seeing the steel armored corpse, the old man in the lone grave couldn't knock Li Qingshan down for a while. A small bone rod appeared in his hand. A small skull was on the top of the bone rod. Red light.
Li Qingshan felt a strong crisis. What it was like for the foundation-building monk to take a full blow, he didn't want to accept it, but if the spirit turtle mysterious armor is transported to get the zombies out of the trap, the situation may be even more difficult, and he is in a dilemma.
A steel-clad corpse stood in front of Li Qingshan, and happened to appear on the road of the red light, silently, the steel-clad corpse was immediately dissolved in half.
The old man in Lone Tomb was taken aback. All the armored corpses were under his control. How could there be an extra one out of thin air
At some point, a black hole appeared on the ground, and the steel armor corpse got out of the hole.
Under the ground, under the command of Xiao An, the giant rock viper used its ability to burrow into the ground, and made a deep cave, but it was impossible for them to participate in the battle.
Two skulls drilled out, spraying billowing flames at Li Qingshan.
The lonely old man was shocked. I don't even know whether those who come are enemies or friends.
Li Qingshan did not evade, as if taking a bath, letting the flame wash on his body, wherever the flame touched, the armored corpses fell one after another. The flame burned to the bronze corpse at the foot of Li Qingshan, but was blocked by a layer of black corpse gas.
The bronze corpse will feel the great crisis, and struggle with all its strength.
The old man in Lone Tomb felt that all contact with all the steel armored corpses was severed, and his face changed color. Loudly shouted: "Where is the evildoer, come to its original form!"
There was a flash of red light in the eyes of all the armored corpses, they straightened up together, turned and rushed to the old man in the lonely grave.
The old man in Lonely Grave felt cold behind his back. He had cultivated for many years and had never seen such a weird sight. If the zombies trained hard can be taken away by people so easily. There is no such thing as corpse refining in the world, and I don't know what the flame is. It has such a function.
The lonely old man backed away. Crimson light beams shot out in succession, hitting three steel armored corpses, and most of them melted instantly, but the corpses immediately rose into flames and merged into the skull.
The old man in Lone Tomb was heartbroken. It was not easy to refine these steel armored corpses. He didn't expect that one day he would be destroyed in his own hands. A billowing black air rose up under his feet, supporting him into the air. The armored corpses all rushed into the air, and their capacity was bombed. Leaping high, touching the black cloud, but without the power to soar, he went down.
At this time, the two skull rosary became even bigger, flying around in a circle, catching all the armored corpses, and rushing to the old man in the lonely grave, like two troop carriers.
Li Qingshan knew that with the strength of himself and Xiao An, there was absolutely no possibility of killing the foundation-building cultivator, but as long as he was slightly restrained, Ma Lu was given a chance to kill one of them, and then he could defeat each one, even if he couldn't kill them all, at least You can also leave calmly.
There was only a thin layer of dead wood on the old man Qingteng, and he shouted: "Friends of Taoism, help me!"
"Demons are rampant, causing trouble to the world, the Tibetan sword palace Fu Qingjun, here is here to help, slaying demons and slaying demons."
A man's voice suddenly sounded in the sky, but there was no excitement and heroism, but a sense of boredom, as if the matter of killing demons and slayers did not make him much interested.
The eternal blue light fell from the sky, covering all the tiankeng.
Time seemed to be stagnant, an unmatched force made Li Qingshan's heart cold, looking around, collapsed abandoned pavilions and palaces, rising from the ground, both true and illusion.
A blue light cut through the sky, like a silent thunder, and like a tragic scar.
With a cry of pain, Ma Lu fell from the sky and fell heavily into the ruins. A huge wound appeared behind him. Blood gushed out like a stream. His strongest carapace couldn't stop the power of that blue light.
Above the Qingxu, in the sky, Fu Qingjin stood holding a sword, wearing an old blue shirt, floating in the wind.
The old man Qingteng who was dying alive, with horror still on his face, bowed from the sky: "Thank you fellow daoist for saving my life." The old man Jinji and the old man from the lonely grave also bowed deeply.
Fu Qingjin's indifferent gaze flicked across the faces of the three of them, as if the king was looking at the incompetent courtier. The faces of the three of them seemed to have been cut with a sword, stinging fiercely.
"This person is amazing!" Huā Chenglu admired it.
"It's you!" Yu Zijian lost his voice.
Fu Qingjin turned his head, his eyes softened suddenly, as if he had changed from the arrogant king to that Luotuo swordsman again, but he only slightly nodded and didn't say much.
Instead, he praised huā: "You have fulfilled your duties, but no one can guarantee peace forever. With your qualifications, if you are willing to resign from the position of Eagle Dog, you will have something to do in the future chaos."
Although it was Wenyan comforting the failure of huā's praise, there was even a lot of praise, but it was like the predecessors instructing the younger generations, and even pointed the eagle and wolf guards as eagle dogs, and their ages were not very different.
"Eternal peace, what to do with me, your Excellency, do what you have to do, even if you do it well, be careful to let people run away again, and your face is embarrassed." Huā Chengchan returned to that tired and lazy state.
But huā Chenglu felt that facing this person, huā Chengchan had lost his usual calmness and had to deal with it with this attitude.
"Yeah, what to do with me." Fu Qingjin didn't feel annoyed, and sighed softly, as if he was deeply moved. He was suddenly surprised and shouted: "Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world, how can you escape responsibility!" It was praised to huā, and it seemed to be to myself.
The blue light flashed, and Fu Qingjin disappeared.
Huā Chenglu pointed to her head, lowered her voice and said, "Is there something wrong with this person?"
Yu Zijian said: "He seems to be sad."
Huā Chengzan asked, "Do you know each other?"
Yu Zijian shook his head, but he seemed to have seen it somewhere, not on Qingteng Mountain, by the small pond, but some time ago.
huā praised her head down and pondered, and the Qingxu sword was born. It is not surprising that Fu Qingjun has such a strength. He had already guessed that such a major event did not involve a person who was less than a catastrophe, but only sent He came as a refiner, and he probably didn't have the determination to stop this. Maybe it was just a compromise with the elder Feilong.
The Qingxu sword now proves this even more.
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