Vol 12 Chapter 165: end

?boom! The totem pole is cracked, the stone is splashing,
The head of the skull is biased to the side, and the eyes are round and round.
Li Qingshan was stunned and fierce, but did not make a sound, like the magma rolling in the depths of the earth, all pressed into the chest.
Silence, silence, not erupting in silence, death in silence.
He stepped forward, picked up the totem pole, and squatted!
梼杌趔趄Retreat, Li Qingshan re-enters, and then yo!
boom! boom! boom! The totem stone column was cut off and broken.
Li Qingshan entered, retreating.
Whether it is a man or a demon, it seems to be a big drink, awakened from a dream, and seems to fall into another dream: "The gods will also retreat? And it is forced back by a ‘people’!

The vortex that gradually shrinks in the sky suddenly expands sharply, and the whistling sound is faintly heard.
"Twelve days of the konjac squad" quickly collapsed, the totem stone column like a domino, a root crashed down.
At this time, Li Qingshan stopped, even if the earth's power and the Ashura do not die, the injury has been suppressed, and the will has reached the limit.
The undulating chest suddenly stopped, and made a scream, as if from the depths of the earth, the blood was magma, and the broken bones were sloping stones.
The snoring tears the silence between the heavens and the earth, and the high-ranking people, and all the singers, are fearful and shocked, as if they are facing another demon. The ordinary sergeants, and all the brave in the world, made the same snoring.
The cockroach finally changed color. At this moment, people overwhelmed God.
"You really are..."
Li Qingshan supported a half-screen Tengzhu, and the two giants stood face to face.
He is as solemn as he is, facing another god, not a person, and asks: "Who are you?"
"Li Qingshan." Li Qingshan finally answered.
I laughed, not laughing at sneer, laughing at the incomparable, laughing like a mortal.
"Good. I remember this name. We will meet again."
Li Qingshan’s indifference is like a god, spit out two words:
Yes.

At this time, the last totem stone column slowly poured, and the shape of the dragonfly shrank sharply. It resembles a black tree, withered leaves, smashed branches, solitary trunks, with several broken branches. Like an arm that is cut off all fingers.
In the middle, a voice is made: "Finally, clean up the waste that wastes resources!"
In an instant, dozens of black giant woods burst!
Ke Xin felt that the disaster was coming, but he still had a reaction in the future. He had a severe pain in his chest. He had been penetrated by giant wood. He desperately wanted to pull out the Yangshen, but the Yangshen was nailed in this body.
"Do not……"
The giant wood instantly splits and forks again. A black branch with a thick finger is pierced from her beautiful eyelids, a delicate face. Studded with dense black tree shackles, her face could not be distorted and fell silently from the air.
In an instant, the six true disciples were fallen, the flesh was destroyed, and the spirits were destroyed.
Li Qingshan closed his eyes, his brows were wrinkled, and he remembered the bamboo.
Hey! A few black giant trees passed by him, but none of them fell on him.
The only true disciple who has not been targeted is Li Liehuo.
He woke up from the darkness. Doubtful saying: "I am still alive?"
Killed for the devil, it should be destroyed, and even the reincarnation can not enter, and here is neither like the Hell Road nor the Ashura Road.
"Dead ghost!" The fire screamed with joy. Hold him tightly in his arms.
He seems to be eager to kill Li Qingshan, unable to exert his full strength in a hurry, or the fierce fire gods resisted a lot of damage. The black light of the hairspring only hit his consciousness and caused him to fall into a coma.
Li Qingshan opened his eyes and ignored the call of Ashura. Throw away the cheers of the crowd and walk toward the Black Cloud City.
"Let's take this opportunity and kill him! This war is so okay, if it is defeated, you know what it is."
Yingzhe pointed to Li Qingshan's back and ordered a threat, and the first one rushed up.
The devils face each other, and they know that the philosophers are not false. If this battle is defeated, even the devil must bear the heavy responsibility. Not to mention not fleeing, it must be a dead end, and they all rushed up. Anyway, there is Yingzhe in the front of the tank, if he can't leave him, he will put all the blame on him, and the dead will not argue.
Xiao Ansu’s hand waved, and the white hand of the three bones and white bones condensed, but crossed the lead of the British philosopher and seized another magical emperor.
"Why?" The Emperor was shocked, but saw that Yingzhe rushed behind Li Qingshan, like a soap bubble: "British, I am grassing you!"
Immediately mobilize the magic, want to demonize a desperate fight. However, the pale hand seems to contain a force similar to the light of the Buddha, completely curbing his magic, gently gripping, broken bones.
Yingzhe’s figure appeared hundreds of miles away, and he was looking forward to the magic field. He looked back and said:
A bunch of idiots!

Even the devil can not kill the man, the district magic emperor dare to shoot him, Mo said that he can not kill him, even if it really killed ... could not help but chill, this is the descendant of that one is the magic domain Can turn to the bottom.
Fortunately, in my heart, it is a good idea to have this trick "dream bubble", let him escape from birth.
At this moment, a gloomy voice sounded: "Yingzhe, where are you going?"
"No face evil spirits!"
As Yingzhe fled, Xiaoan killed another demon, and the remaining eight emperors immediately made birds and beasts, but they were led by Dai Mengfan to lead the rest of the true disciples to stop the revenge.
Jianguang roars! Sometimes it is condensed, sometimes scattered, Wan Jianfeng is the only three emperors, returning to the usual fighting methods, suddenly there is a feeling like a fish. With the skill of a peerless sword, he survived the last blow.
But I don’t know why, I always feel lost, as if I missed something. Usually, he can make him an impassioned battle. Compared with the war of the genius, he suddenly became a child.
My heart is in awe, I am wrong? But why am I fighting? Looking at the back of Li Qingshan, why did he fight?
Li Qingshan was bending over to pick up the left handle.
The thoughts of the mad flower soul are surviving, such as the spring in the wind: "Aoyama! It's wonderful... fighting... but... I can only... come here..."
"You are putting a good knife!" Li Qingshan smiled, not how sad, this is the fate of the soldiers, but also the fate of the blade. If you can't fight the battlefield, it is a pity.
"If the soul of the sword also has a future life, I would like to be born to Ashura, and fight with you side by side to see what kind of enemy there is on the nine days!" The mad flower knife soul suddenly cheered up, it is back to the light.
"Okay, that's it!"
Li Qingshan suddenly felt that his nose was sour, clenching his handle and throwing it into the vortex that gradually gathered in the sky.
The end of the mad flower knife turned into a red light, disappeared with the vortex.
In an instant, the power belonging to Ashura was pulled away from him, and his body shape gradually became smaller, but he still felt as heavy as Taishan.
He took a deep breath and continued to move forward.
At this time, the true disciples have already achieved an overwhelming victory. After losing the unified command, the demons suddenly became a loose sand, and they all rushed to get out, and they were completely untenable.
Li Qingshan didn't look at the fierce fighting behind him. He walked to the black cloud city. He saw that Yaoyaozhu was meditating, and the nine-color deer assisted him. The injury that was penetrated by the giant wood was close to recovery, leaving only one on the white skin. Thin red marks.
Looking at Li Qingshan, the surprise said: "Li Shidi!"
Li Qingshan "hmm", fell to the ground.
"The fact that even the incarnation of the demon has come down has failed!" The faceless evil spirit dragged a broken arm~EbookFREE.me~ With a single hand, playing with the head of Yingzhe, there is no ups and downs of facial features: "Black day magic Most of my heart is on Li Qingshan. He is probably a legendary person. This is a godsend opportunity for me to become a demon. I must not let go!"
Ying Zhe’s head shouted:
The grown-up is forgiving!
Observing the
expression
of the faceless evil spirit, he knew that he was unfortunate, but smiled:
Do you dare to intervene in such a big robber?

The faceless evil crushed the head of Yingzhe and disappeared in the same place. In the twinkling of an eye, he came to the top of Heiyuncheng and reached out and grabbed Li Qingshan.
"Aoyama!"
For example, the rapid thunder and lightning, Xiao An did not have time to react, even if it is a reaction, it is impossible to resist a of evil.
At this moment, the seven stars of the clouds and seas shone, turned into a knife and fell from the sky, and cut off the other hand of the faceless evil spirit.
A female martial of silver armor descended from the sky, and it was a sacred arrogance, a cold look, and a sinister god. It was about to revenge and hate, and the corner of the eye swept over, falling on the face of Li Qingshan, suddenly widened.
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