Vol 11 Chapter 51: Alive

  Li Qingshan glanced over, but he didn't even find Dai Mengfan. It seemed that she disappeared without a trace after he turned into a bull demon and started killing.
  But after a little sense, she realized that she did not leave Vientiane City, but went to the other side of the book building and hid under the rain.
   "What is this? Is it an ostrich?"
  Li Qingshan didn't agree with him, even if he was in the "all-inclusive array", his perception ability was greatly weakened, but it would not be impossible to find her.
  He stopped his heart, took a few steps in a row, blasted a few punches, and killed all the remaining true disciples before going to look for Dai Mengfan.
  Boom boom boom boom...The sound of the Yang God bursting up and down, resounding continuously.
  The earth quaked, the sea was tumbling, and the storm danced wildly.
  The sky seemed to melt, turning into a blazing light, flowing down and flooding the entire Vientiane City.
  Although Li Qingshan's goal is only true disciples, the fire at the gate of the city has affected Chiyu, and no one can stay aside.
   There is a true disciple who tried to restrain his breath, change his appearance, and tried to escape from the crowd.
  His Yang God burst in the crowd, and instantly swallowed dozens of surrounding buildings and hundreds of practitioners. Even though most of the sun gods burst in mid-air, it was enough to smash low-level practitioners within ten miles.
  In this great horror that is like the end of the day, hundreds of evacuations soared from Vientiane City, fleeing in all directions, like a flock of migratory birds flying by surprise, feeling the chill of winter.
  Guihai Lingzun's eyes didn't have these abundance, and Yangshen cultivation base, unless they can form a military formation, they can't pose the slightest threat to Li Qingshan, and staying in the city will only increase casualties.
  And he has achieved his goal, sacrificing all true disciples, and maximizing the consumption of Li Qingshan's aura. Next, it is time to contend directly!
Ok? It seems that some people are unwilling to sacrifice.
  As the master sister of the Vientiane Sect and the only true disciple who has made great achievements, Dai Mengfan is continuing his path to survival.
  Time returns to Yinshi three quarters, the color is not clear, the long night is about to end, Li Qingshan has just returned to Vientiane City to buy a pot of wine next door.
  A gray-blue building in the west of the city is where the Department of Law is located.
  Being imprisoned, Yu Ciyang Miaozhen slowly opened his eyes, sighed slightly, stopped meditation, and walked off the stone bed.
  The detention of the Department of Law is very lax. She was only banned from her cultivation base and could not use spells, but it did not affect her cultivation, but she felt a powerful confidence and arrogance.
  She is already the pinnacle of the Golden Core, only one step away from the Three Tribulations, but what will happen even after three Tribulations?
  Yang Miaozhen smiled wryly, even if he had survived four or five more calamities and became a high-ranking monk of the Yang God, he would never escape from this dungeon.
  The dungeon is a hundred feet deep, and there is only a window at the top, which gradually reveals a touch of light. The morning mist poured in from the window, refreshing and refreshing her.
She had imagined her own various ways of death: she lost her mind when she was practicing, she was struck to death by thunder when she crossed the catastrophe, she was eaten by monsters when she was gathering medicine, or she was pierced to death by flying swords when she was fighting with other practitioners... …
  In short, it is the common method of death for practitioners. However, she did not expect that the end of her path of practice would be in such a dungeon, and she was about to be penalized.
  ‘Isn’t this like a mortal? ’
  She hates this way of death, and feels helpless. She can only swing her long legs and walk back and forth in the cell with crane-like steps.
  Even though the mind is extraordinary, no one can maintain absolute peace in the face of death that is approaching but does not know when it will come. He can't help but review his life experience, one thing, one individual.
  But strangely, it was not Li Qingshan that she remembered the most, but Li Guinian, her only son.
  The face, hands, and feet at birth are all clearly identifiable, and when she was five or six years old, she followed her to learn Taoism seriously... I am afraid I will never see him again in this life!
  Suddenly she felt grief, and she truly felt the approach of death. Hurrying back to the stone bed and continuing to meditate, she tried her best to suppress the emotions in her heart. She wanted to die as a cultivator, not a woman. She hated crying.
  She closed her eyes, her breathing gradually became stable again, and she soon entered a state of spiritual practice. This is the one thing she has done the most in her life.
  At this moment, a vast voice came from above his head:
   "Li Qingshan, "The Book of Vientiane" is the treasure of the Vientiane Sect. The master ordered me to guard the Sect of Vientiane. "The Book of Vientiane" can never be given to outsiders, let alone a demon god!"
  Yang Miaozhen's eyes widened, thinking that he had heard it wrong, he stretched his slender white neck and tried to look out the window.
  After another moment, the voice sounded again, and it came clearly: "All disciples follow the order and punish the incarnation of Li Qingshan! Today's battle is about the survival of the sect. Who dares to take a step back..."
   Then came the roar of a series of spell explosions.
  Yang Miao really laughed and thought: "If he comes, then I am afraid I still have a living!" Although she may not fully understand the meaning of "devil god", there is a kind of trust without gambling, and women trust men.
  Of course, there are women who don’t trust men, "Oh, I just don’t know, does he still remember me? Even if he does, I’m afraid I’m locked here."
  Have the intention to call out loudly, and worry about disturbing his fight or being threatened by him as a hostage. UU reading www.uukanshu.cóm
   Suffering from gains and losses for a time, and the mood fluctuates, and there is no way to continue practicing.
  After a while, a figure flashed in front of him, and a woman appeared in front of Yang Miaozhen.
  Even though she was standing in the dark, Yang Miaozhen recognized her at a glance.
  Anyone in the world, whether a man or a woman, will never forget as long as he meets her once. She not only possesses a stunning appearance that is hard to find in the world, and a graceful and graceful posture, but also has a strong cultivation base that looks out of the crowd and the noble and gorgeous temperament of a queen.
   "Dai Mengfan!" Yang Miaozhen said indifferently: "Are you here to execute me? Or want to threaten him with me?"
   "Junior Sister, help me!" Dai Mengfan stepped forward and held Yang Miaozhen's hands tightly.
  "Huh?" Yang Miao was really taken aback and blinked, only to realize that Dai Mengfan seemed to be a little different from usual, with red eyes, messy temples, and pale face. There was still a little bit of "Queen" majesty, even a trace of pity.
  Each practitioner has his own way of practice, which stems from their different temperaments and experiences. Dai Mengfan's practice is very simple, that is, "to be alive." She originally became a practitioner for longevity, and there is still no change.
  Everything is to live, to live is everything!
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