Legend of the Great Saint Chapter 142: Unchanged
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The voice did not fall and Heaven and Earth roared.
At the center of the tribulation clouds vortex, hovering Tribulation Thunder Congealed Weapons: sword, sword and halberd, axe, hook and fork.
Instead of chopping down indiscriminately, it appears in an array, roaring slowly down.
The thunder dragon chirps, the electric snake dances wildly, actually between the eight handles Tribulation Thunder Congealed Weapons, faintly interwoven into the shape of Innate gossip.
This kind of treatment did not even exist for Chao Tianjiao who crossed the Sixth Heavenly Tribulation.
Li Qingshan is like a punch in the empty place, the heart is uncomfortably tight, and there is a feeling of great difficulty.
Lei is a condemnation, and robbery is Heavenly Punishment.
It is just a test for ordinary cultivation people, but he seems to have committed a big crime.
Cobalt Heaven was furious, determined to turn him into gray.
There is no prayer to sin.
"Great! Don't hurry to break the array, and wait for this thing to cover your head, it is useless ten times Phoenix Nirvana. Not to mention that I only have one left now, or poor change." >
Li Qingshan is about to show Divine Ability, the scene in front of him changes.
The sky was dark and the mountains were continuous, but he changed from a demon to a teenager, and then returned to the Crouching Bull Village destroyed in the war. He was lying under the bullpen, and Green Bull was lying under the trough.
Mentally: "Elder Brother Bull!"
In my heart, secretly thought is awful. This illusion has become more and more real. Even the feeling of hay sticking on the body is clearly discernible, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.
"I introduced Chao Tianjiao to play in the illusion, but now this retribution came too quickly."
Xiao An saw his eyes lost, "It's five Yin Demon!"
If he cultivation "Unrestrained Heavenly Book", this was not a big problem, but his Yin Spirit was extinguished in the cold blood, and his cultivation base was exhausted, so he had to suffer this disaster.
The evil of the devil is not lower than Tribulation Thunder, let alone at this time.
Xiao’an ’s voice came through the thunderous thunder: “Qingshan, Wuyin is: color, acceptance, thought, action, and consciousness. Because of all kinds of Form, all kinds of bitter pleasures, all kinds of thoughts regenerate. Behaving arrogantly, consciousness confusing, blinding my heart. If you want to fight against the five Yin Demon, you must first break the Form, knowing that everything in front of you is empty. "
A country women shouted loudly at the waist of the bucket: "Li the Second, get me up and work!"
Lee Qingshan chuckled: "In this way, what I encounter today is" **** "."
country women angrily said: "Li the Second, what are you talking about?"
Green Bull raised his head and looked at him quietly.
"However, although all these are illusions, they are not empty illusions!"
Lee Qingshan said flatly, without hesitation. Although the disaster is coming, there is an unprecedented calm gesture.
Yes, all kinds of encounters during this journey, including trapped in the fantasy dream of Illusion Sea Clam King, are not empty fantasy.
The young boy no longer needed a knife to be bold.
Green Bull smiled at nodded, country women was more angry, and the curse was more difficult to sound, and the illusion was more realistic.
"But it's so noisy, it's really annoying. Spirit Turtle Sea Suppressing!"
Li Qingshan's mind is as calm as water, his eyes reveal a clear aura, penetrating all illusions. God-Demon Body was restored and returned to the deep mountain great lake.
Looking up at the lowered eight-handle Tribulation Thunder Congealed Weapons, he smiled and said: "Isn't this all Form? However, if you are killed, you will die. What you say is broken, but it's self-deception."
Xiao An grinned and said no more.
"Well, if you do n’t fight me, I will fight you! The wind is coming!"
Li Qingshan opened Wind God Wings abruptly, with a wingspan of hundreds of feet, and shot towards eight handles Tribulation Thunder Congealed Weapons, which seemed to sweep towards sky flooding Tribulation Clouds, and returned him to a grand and prosperous world.
Boom!
The Heaven and Earth vibrates, thunder light blazes, shines through the void, and stretches into a piece of Thunder Pond.
Gossip, the earthquake is thunder and the sun is wind.
Thirty-second hexagram, Lei Fengheng.
The wind and thunder are agitated!
In order to prevent Heavenly Tribulation from gaining momentum, Li Qingshan provoked a war, and Wanqing thunder light bombarded him with a pouring trend.
The great lake underfoot evaporates in an instant, exposing the dry and cracked ground. A pair of iron hoofs stepped deep into the ground and set his heels. The force starts from the ground and punches into the sky.
"Broken!"
The fist broke through ten thousand thunder light, heavily/one after another blasted into the void, and the ripples of vibration spread out round by round. The gossip array formed by the eight handles Tribulation Thunder Congealed Weapons was shattered, and the sense of oppression was so light.
Although his majestic God-Demon Body was still overwhelmed by thunder light, he was numbed and paralyzed, but most of the Thunder was introduced into the ground under his feet, causing no substantial damage.
Often Tribulation Thunder is not enough to bombard him, the real deadly threat is still the eight handles Tribulation Thunder Congealed Weapons!
Before it was too late, the numbness of numbness suddenly became painful.
Every inch of skin, blood, and bones are **, straight through the soul, even torture in hell.
Clenching jaw and kneeling halfway down, he has an illusion that has been turned gray by Tribulation Thunder.
However, in the next moment, the pain turned into joy, as if going straight to the sky, through heavily/one after another tribulation clouds, and reached Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, even if it died at this time.
In the next moment, he fell into the abyss **** again.
Bitterness and joy, sorrow and joy, constantly overlapping and overlapping. I couldn't help recalling the painful things and happy things in my life.
Whether it's hard to crawl on the Ice Sword Cliff in a snowstorm, or the joy of breaking the Ice Sword Cliff. In all kinds of things, I want to laugh together and cry out loud. Not a fantasy, it is better than fantasy.
Xiao An said: "If you can't break Form, you will have to suffer from all kinds of suffering."
"Okay! Without these experiences, what would it be like to be alive?"
These feelings are not suppressed by Spirit Turtle, and they are unwilling to suppress them.
Li Qingshan converged, recalling the experience of Phoenix Nirvana not long ago.
This body is immortal, this heart is not dead, and it should bear all the joys and sorrows. If he was obedient, he would rather burn to ashes, how could he regard escape as a philosopher, like a coward, blame the heavens and the people, and ask God to worship Buddha.
Heaven and Earth is dark, the sword and halberd, the axe, the hook and the fork, and the eight handles Tribulation Thunder Congealed Weapons, all deeply inserted into the body.
If Bull Demon Skin Refining was played in time at the last minute, it would have to be unloaded.
Despite how he introduced Thunder into the earth, his body was still torn apart inch by inch, but no drop of blood flowed out, and all the tools were evaporated by Thunder. In the blazing flash of thunder light, a tiger's bones were vaguely visible, and they all broke.
He did n’t move, and he quietly endured all this. He pulled out the handle Tribulation Thunder Congealed Weapons, broke it, shattered it, and got up to fight again.
Xiao'an Road: "Qingshan!"
The wound did not heal, leaving a tragic hole in one by one, in which the flesh and blood bone was not seen, and it was already seriously injured. But somehow, his standing body became more and more vigorous, as if to be integrated with the earth, through the depths of the cloud vortex, gazing at the high sky.
Cobalt Heaven seemed to be irritated by this look, rumbling, a low roar, the broken thunder light reunited in a blink of an eye, leaving only a thunder sword.
Lee Qingshan was unmoved. Small World of within the body was running slowly, with God Transformation deterring magic thoughts, and magic against external Heavenly Punishment. All kinds of changes were carried out calmly, as if everything was under his control. Indelible and unshakable.
Gods and Demons Nine Transformations, only unchanged.
Xiao Anran closed his eyes: "Won." (To be continued.)