Legend of the Great Sage

The Tongding Mountain, which looks like a cauldron furnace, bursts out into the sky, like a violently erupting volcano. The ruins turned into ashes in the brilliance, and flew to the sky again. All traces of man-made were erased in an instant, and condensed into a layer of crystallization.

Li Qingshan cast his gaze into the billowing smoke and dust, Fu Qingjin didn't have time to escape in the future, Qingxu sword pointed at Changtian, standing in front of Fu Qingjin, with green clothes fluttering and dancing on one side, and the other side turned into dots of fluorescent light, flying and gathering.

At the last moment, when he cast the illusion of Qingxu, even if he was concentrated by the light beam, it only scattered a little bit of fluorescence.

"Continue to shoot!" Li Qingshan swung his knife and roared. No matter how strong the Qingxu Sword is, its power is not endless. It seems invincible but it has not been pushed to the extreme. He wants to test the extreme of Qingxu Sword and live up to this gift opportunity.

The light fell like rain, pouring on the top of Tongding Mountain, the rumbling sound shook hundreds of miles, the mountain peak was sliced ​​away layer by layer, Fu Qingjin's body continued to disperse and gather, and his expression remained calm.

This lasted for a full quarter of an hour, Fu Qingjin frowned, and the Qingxu Sword in his hand trembled slightly. He didn't expect to be in such a predicament by being careless. Beiyue, I underestimated you.

He bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the Qingxu sword. The sword body released a blue light, and the human sword merged into one, turning into a blue light that shot straight into the sky.

"It's now!" Li Qingshan's eyes lit up, and he, who had been ready for a long time, suddenly spread the wind god's wings, and swung a bloody knife in his hand, cutting off the green light.

Instead of being angry, Fu Qingjin laughed, the Qingxu sword shone with blue light, and the abandoned palace and city. Unfold in mid-air. In a trance, Li Qingshan once again fell into the illusion of Qingxu.

Ye Liusu and Ye Liubo walked through the air, followed closely behind, the weapons in their hands were ready to go, and they swung towards Fu Qingjin, but fell into the air. They passed through the blue light directly, looking back in astonishment. The illusion of Qingxu is like a mirage in the sky, which is beyond reach.

Fu Qingjin said quietly: "Even if there are tens of thousands of people, only one person can face me in the end. Are you ready? Beiyue."

At this time, many Foundation Establishment cultivators who came to rescue arrived one after another and saw the tragic appearance of Tongding Mountain. Looking at the illusion in the sky again, I don't know what to do for a while.

Ye Liubo said loudly: "Quickly, open up a road to you." Although he had never fought against Fu Qingjin, the liaison envoy of the Hidden Sword Palace was also well-known underground. Gaining the upper hand, although he failed to kill the two monsters, he often forced them back to the ground and suffered some injuries.

"No need." Li Qingshan stared at Fu Qingjin in front of him and said lightly. This illusion of Qingxu is different from the magic circle, it is all controlled by Fu Qingjin,

Even if you try to break in, you will be repelled. "From now on, Ye Liusu will be in command. Do our best to kill and injure the monks of the Monster Killing League."

"Tassel takes orders." Ye Liusu leaped forward to rescue the Foundation Establishment cultivators, followed by the rest of the Night Tourists, who disappeared into the darkness in mid-air.

The faces of the monks who established the foundation changed drastically. They had never seen so many night traveler assassins of the crossing tribulation level appearing together.

"Sword Qi is like a mountain!" A middle-aged monk in Taoist robes. The long sword on the back was unsheathed, transforming into heavy sword shadows, surrounding him like a mountain of swords. If he is against a few Yeyouren, this move is enough to defend himself. Yeyouren is not good at frontal attack, but at this moment he is fighting against dozens of the strongest Yeyouren assassins.

Bing bang bang pong, a series of sounds of weapons colliding, the figure of the Night Tourist Assassin flashed away like a ghostly shadow, pressing back the mountainous sword energy.

The middle-aged monk was terrified, he took out a handful of thunderbolts from the treasure bag and sprinkled them all over the place. A rumbling explosion cut off the Ye Youren's attack, and he hurried away with his sword.

Ye Liubo snorted coldly, abandoned his sword and used his bow, opening like a full moon, a sharp black arrow had condensed between his two fingers. Behind her, more than a dozen night traveler assassins also acted normally. Among the night traveler clan, archery is a compulsory skill since childhood.

A rain of black arrows pierced through the smoke of the explosion, and slid across the black tracks soundlessly.

The middle-aged monk shouted at the backs of the other Foundation Establishment monks: "Fellow Daoist, save me!"

The other foundation-building cultivators fled away without looking back, based on the idea that dead friends would never die poor people. Fighting desperately with dozens of night travelers who crossed the catastrophe, they haven't gone crazy yet.

The middle-aged monk tried his best to block several long arrows, and the Taoist robe on his body fluttered. It was also an extremely rare and top-quality body protection spiritual weapon, which helped him resist seven or eight arrows. If he fought alone, he would be almost invincible, but with the absolute difference in numbers, the Taoist robe did not have time to recover, and was torn through by the rain of arrows in an instant, and shot the middle-aged monk into a hornet's nest. It fell from the sky.

And his "fellow daoists" couldn't escape easily, and the six mistresses went to block their way. Their speed was their advantage, and there were not many chances to kill the Foundation Establishment cultivator so easily.

"You think this will disturb my mind." Fu Qingjin said, constantly borrowing the illusion of Qingxu to restore the power that was lost just now.

"I never thought of disturbing your mind, why, you didn't expect this scene!" Li Qingshan spread his hands, but he didn't take the initiative to attack, and chatted with Fu Qingjin with great interest.

He has never been a person who talks nonsense, and when he has an absolute advantage, he still has to talk nonsense, put on a show, and then be turned over by his opponent. He hates such stupid things.

On the contrary, after seeing the speed at which Fu Qingjin escaped with the sword just now, he understood that he had no so-called "advantage". .

Reaching their level, in one-on-one situations, this is mostly the case. It is easy to win or lose, but it is difficult to divide life and death.

But for Li Qingshan, winning a game is meaningless, so he deliberately gave Fu Qingjin the hope of beheading himself, just to drag him here. His helper is already on the way.

When he saw Fu Qingjin, Li Qingshan understood that this was a god-sent opportunity to inflict heavy damage on the Monster Killing League. The avatar began to take active actions underground, and the helper he was looking for was not Xiao An.

In the underground cave, Xueying looked at Li Qingshan coldly: "How dare you come to my territory?"

"Fu Qingjin is in Tongding Mountain, and he is confronting my true self. If you want revenge, come here!" Li Qingshan opened his mouth and said, the strange speed of the blood shadow can be attached to Fu Qingjin, cutting off his vitality.

"Are you serious?" Xue Ying's expression changed, his hatred for Li Qingshan was no less than that of Fu Qingjin, both of them had humiliated him before.

"Believe it or not." Li Qingshan turned and left, and the shadow of blood came to him in a flash: "Where are you going?"

"Of course I'm looking for Qiangshi, Longsnail, by the way, and Lord Spider Queen. I want to tell her that a good opportunity to counterattack has come."

Li Qingshan bypassed the blood shadow and flew away. He didn't know any tactics and strategy, but suddenly found that he had a good hand and wanted to win a big one.

War is not a game that can be won by conspiracy and tricks. The so-called strategizing is far less mysterious than that described in the storybook novels. It is always full of variables, and an accident can change the direction of the war.

But what really determines the outcome is still the strength of both sides. At least at this moment, the united Yeyou Human Race is more powerful than the dissident Monster Killing League.

All this, Fu Qingjin just had a change of mind, and thought through it, and guessed a little bit about Li Qingshan's purpose. But he was still as calm as water, instead he smiled and said, "I know what you're thinking, but even if the blood demon and the stone demon come together, you can't kill me."

"Maybe try it." Li Qingshan sat down on the moss-covered steps: "I hope your subordinates are as strong as you, you are only arrogant with a sword."

Deep in the ground, Qiang Shi grinned and said, "You want me to be your helper?"

"No, I advise you to take this opportunity to attack other sects, now is the best time." Li Qingshan turned around and left, the strong stone couldn't keep up with the speed of Fu Qingjin Yujian's piercing through the air, and the power of the killing stone might not be too great However, it is best to attack the sect by force.

What Fu Qingjin said was correct, the certainty of killing did not exist from the beginning, but he could at least destroy the Monster Killing League.

"Gentlemen are not born differently, good and false are more than things, and what you rely on is not just yourself?" Fu Qingjin said in a manly voice, and sat down on the broken wall on Li Qingshan's right hand side, and said with a smile: "A group of foundation-building monks , and it’s not as important as you think, compared to me, I still care more about you. In just a few years, from a monster, no, a monster, to such a level is really amazing.”

Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "They are very important to me." Without these battles, without so many spoils, how could he be what he is now.

"Is it because of the elixir that the cat demon gave you? No, it's not enough. You should have other lucky encounters." Fu Qingjin said to herself.

"Of course I'm deeply blessed." Li Qingshan looked down casually, those few foundation cultivators were like elk surrounded by wolves, gradually dying, and another one died.

"By the way, do you know who killed Elder Feilong?" Fu Qingjin asked suddenly, holding the horn of Xiezhi in his sleeved hand. He stayed here precisely to figure out this point, for Hidden Sword Palace, this is the most important thing, all the words just now were just to prepare for this question, it was to catch him off guard.

Of course the enemy will not tell the truth, but with Xiezhi Jiao, he believes that he can figure out the truth.

Li Qingshan opened his mouth to speak, but his thoughts changed, he kept his mouth shut, and even closed his eyes. When talking to this kind of person, one must not be careless.

There was a blue light in Fu Qingjin's eyes, and he smiled slightly: "Okay, I think I already know that, in fact, you are not a person who is good at hiding, that person is the source of all your strength, right?"

Li Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes: "What are you holding?" (To be continued)