Vol 6 Chapter 89: White bone

Lianyue Mountain, Qingxiaodong House. [WWw.YZUU point m]
The last rosary was refining, and eighteen rosary circles hovered over Xiao'an's head, forming a wonderful array. At the same time, it turned into a and spewed flames at Xiao'an.
The flame peeled off the flesh and blood of Xiao'an body, revealing the crystal white bone. Under the burning of the flame, it became more and more transparent, as if it was carved with white jade, but it was more spiritual than the jade.
Xiao An's hands are in ten, as if the Buddha's disciples were ordained, but they did not squat, but looked up at the sky, the blazing fire in the eye sockets, seemed to penetrate the thick mountains and rocks, looking to the Western bliss, the temples of the Buddhas.
The ordinary cockroaches will give people a feeling of horror, but her standing posture at the moment seems to be solemn and solemn.
Xiao An slowly lowered her head, and the flame was draped over her body, as if she was stunned, and her heart was silent:
"At this moment, I wish to vow that this trip is not for the extermination of the Buddhas. It is not for the slaughter of all beings. I only want to help him to go to nine days and accompany him."
This wish, the flames swept away, eighteen hoes, turned into eighteen sacred rosary back to her delicate white wrist.
"Zhu Yan Bai Ludao", the first heavy, into!
The gate of Qingxiaodong House suddenly opened, and Xiao’an figure flickered and flew in the sky, flying in the direction of Li Qingshan.
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In the face of the attack of strong stone, Li Qingshan did not dodge. In the moment when he was hit by a fist, the figure was turned into a sky, and the face of the strong stone smiled slightly, only to know that he was playing again.
This is a water spell, although the effect of this avatar is incomparable with the mirrored magical power of the supernatural powers. But attracting firepower is still no problem.
Li Qingshan also transported the magic water invisible sword, hiding the figure and retreating to a safe distance.
Fu Qinglan glanced at his position, and the Qingshen sword screamed and gave birth to a secluded lands of the Qing dynasty. [叶子]【悠悠】
Strong stone mania: "Fu Qinglan. Do you have no other tricks? With this trick, you can't hurt Laozi!" The madness is like a real black. The Qingxu illusion suddenly twisted.
At this time, Li Qingshan suddenly received a message from Xiao An, knowing that she had made eighteen rosary beads. He was made the first heavyweight of "Zhu Yan Bai Lu", and his heart was filled with joy. His eyes were filled with confidence.
"The time has come, his strongest help, finally came."
Li Qingshan's communication let Xiao An go ahead and wait for the opportunity. Xiao An Wei a dagger, the body shape turned, cast to the earth, the white bone sword dance into a sword wheel, directly wearing the ground.
Look at the Qingxu illusion. Fu Qingying and the strong stone battle, but there are some who do not want to say what.
The strong stone is covered with stone scorpion, and the sword of the Qingxu sword has already been unable to help him. Even if he can wear the stone scorpion, he can't hurt his body. The only fear is the Qingshen sword itself. But lying on the body, it is just a scar, as long as it is not a fatal injury, the demon gas surges, and it will be restored as soon as possible. If you pay for it, you can't do anything with it.
And Fu Qing is in the illusion of Qingxu. Nearly invincible, no matter how many times the body is defeated, it is only turned into a blue light, and then aggregated again. His face was indifferent, and apparently the power to kill the stone could not affect the idea of ​​the Qingshen sword itself.
By insulating the strong stone to absorb the aura of the heavens and the earth, if it is delayed, it may be able to win. However, under the impact of the strong stone, the illusion of the Qingxu is gradually becoming distorted and broken. From time to time, there is a hollow. If the strong stone is to escape, I am afraid anyone. Can't stop it.
Fu Qingyi refers to the sword, stroking the green market sword, and whispering: "Wan Jian!"
Millions of green swords, out of the air, the sword is long, and the sword is stirring.
The small eyes of the strong stone shimmered in the light, and here they absorbed the unfavorable aura of the heavens and the earth, and then they were afraid of the disadvantages. They laughed with a scream: "I will play with you next time!"
The black suffocation condensed on the fist, and slammed toward the right side. The palace hall was twisted like a set of scenery, and a big hole was blasted out to reveal the outside scene of the qinghai illusion. []
What the strong stone saw at first sight was not someone else, but Li Qingshan.
"I just dare to stop me?" The strong stone jumped out and slammed into Li Qingshan.
Only by the initial cultivation of the foundation, Li Qingshan did not stop the qualification of the strong stone. Whether it is the magic water invisible sword or the "the sea is worthless", it is difficult to hurt the strong stone, let alone kill him.
Li Qingshan will shake his hand. The "Swords of the Grass" will unfold in the wind. Thousands of strokes of ink and ink are entangled together. I saw a long black sword like a black ink.
Shiquan and the ink sword collided together, no sound came out, and the ink sword disappeared silently.
The strong stone kills all the momentum, but it is cut off by the sword. At the same time, he feels a sharp sword, through his indestructible stone skin, directly penetrates into his body, breaking through layers of demon, directly The demon who shot at him was shocked.
Li Qingshan slowly raised his hand.
The tidal-style - Dantian gas sea, like the sea tide, endless stream, a steady stream.
Paiyun type - the tide of the sea into a tsunami, and the sky and the sky, the sky is empty, unstoppable.
A palm print on the chest of the strong stone, the blue light of the water, the ripples of the round, the dazzling colorful colors.
The strong stone was taken back to the Qingxu illusion, and Fu Qingyi looked at Li Qingshan with appreciation. He did not waste this opportunity. The big hole that was bombarded by the strong stone immediately aggregated and gathered.
Strong stone anger, Zhang mouth a spit, accompanied by some gravel slag, hard life will force the sword out, also suffered some dark injuries. Looking around, I can't find the trace of Li Qingshan. There are countless swords in the Qing Dynasty. The array is around the front and rear of the strong stone, surrounded by all sides.
"Hey!" Fu Qingyi ordered, the sword fell like rain. The sword is rotating, like a serrated version, which smashes the stone slabs on the strong stone.
After Li Qingshan took the strong stone back, he immediately swallowed a returning remedy and sat down to restore the aura. Although the power of that palm is strong, it is extremely detrimental to the aura. In addition, the use of the instrument "Grass Words and Swords" directly consumes 30% of the spiritual power, and it is really not an opponent of the strong stone.
It is impossible to defeat the strong stone with the realm of the foundation of the foundation. However, if you only play odd jobs and knock on the drums, it is not difficult for him. If you want to fish, you must make a strong stone. Stay and pay for it.
However, after this experiment, the power of the "Swords of the Grass" made him very satisfied. With the strong defense of the strong stone, it is also injured. If it is the ordinary Zhuji monk who ate this trick, it is now a dead person.
The smirk on the face of the strong stone disappeared, and the armor was cut and broken. There were many sword marks on the body. There was no replenishment of heaven and earth. The demon gas was not as strong as the beginning. The speed of recovery of the scar was naturally slower.
The strong stone screamed, his arms stretched ten times, as if two huge stone pillars, dancing wildly, surrounded by the Qingxu swords, smashing, suffocating, punching down.
As long as you touch the ground, you can walk away. He can kill countless cities, and the name of the stone demon, after numerous wars, and no one can keep him, it is with this talent.
In the case of similar strength, it is very difficult to prevent the opponent from escaping. Fu Qingyi is helpless.
The Qingxu illusion broke open again, but what Shigami saw was not the ground he wanted, but the flowing water.
Fu Qinglan started the Qingxu illusion, not far from the Qinghe River. In order to prevent the strong stone from escaping, Li Qingshan simply opened a large pit on the land under the blue sky and then led the water.
Li Qingshan floated in the water, holding the unfolded "Swords of the Swords" in his hand, and the ink sword flew out.
Strong stone is not willing to block, but the ink sword is as fast as lightning, or Li Qingshan is unintentional. In such a close distance, such a narrow range, how to avoid it.
Strong stone hateful and mad, against the ink sword shot to the chest, ignored, body soaring, like the peak of Mount Tai, unstoppable to Li Qingshan head down, two stone arms respectively grabbed his shoulders. As long as he is killed or forced back and returned to the ground, he can naturally force the sword and restore the injury.
Vortex!
Li Qingshan pushed the palms together, the water flowed, and the rapid rotation, turned into two huge vortexes, wrapped around the strong stone arms, to the softness of the stone, to solve the terrible power of the strong stone.
The arm of the strong stone once again skyrocketed, and the power of horror directly ruptured the vortex. In the face of absolute power, any skill seems to be weak. Seeing the shoulders of Li Qingshan, it is only a small mile, and the strong stone laughs. ......
Of course, Li Qingshan, by virtue of the demon body, will naturally not be so murdered on the spot, but it will make Fu Qingying see the clues.
At this time, Da Yan Jing Fu violently lit up, Li Qingshan's chest, and extended a third hand, like a vine, rapid growth and extension.
This hand blinks, it looks a bit like Chutian's five-line handprint, but it is much smaller, even smaller than Li Qingshan's own arm~EbookFREE.me~The color is not only five, but Colorful and colorful.
But it is such a small arm, pressed on the chest of strong stone. The indestructible gray stone skin of the strong stone collapsed slightly.
Then the strong stone was full of unwillingness, and once again was photographed back to the Qingxu illusion, and the escaped gate was closed again.
"This is willingness." Fu Qingyi reacted at a glance, and this reminded me of the identity of Li Qingshan's novelist disciple. He smiled slightly. It turned out that he had to help him. This may have some chance to kill the strong stone. this.
This is the most primitive use of willingness, and it does not need to be transformed into anything, directly used to attack or defend. It is only after re-refining the Da Yan Rune that it can be used. The effect is better than what Li Qingshan expected, but it also consumes a lot of willingness, which makes him a little bit painful. Nothing, this one-time power is the feeling of using it.
Li Qingshan said: "Pay a friend, I can only help so much, and then I will see you." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote, monthly pass, your Support is my biggest motivation.) RQ