Legend of the Great Saint

Chapter 30 Black Rain

The night fell gradually, and it was trapped in deep darkness in all directions. There was no light in a thousand miles, and the brightly lit Myriad Forms City was like a lonely boat in the boundless sea.

The black clouds raged in the night sky, and it was raining all night.

The statue of the statue in the shallow sea has completely turned black, and the rain has fallen along the thick eyebrows of “Li Qingshan”. Both eyes still stare at the depths of the darkness, and do not care about everything behind them.

Colonel Luo licked the eyes that were soaked by the cold rain, looked at the scars that he had left with his own hands, and suddenly felt very incomprehensible, like what was thrown away.

Everyone on the crowd has a feeling of witnessing history. When everyone thinks that Li Qingshan will be in a long rule in Myriad Forms Sect, it will come to a close.

Wang Junxing is very sorry, but he can’t help Li Qingshan. Only those Li Qingshan’s running dogs are out, and I hope that these people will not die.

‘Hey, I thought how hard it was, it turned out to be just a bunch of cockroaches! ‘

Leng Yuan is still high, and the snow flies by his side. His cold face has a cold smile, like the lake water oozing from the lake.

Who can contend with the majesty of the law?

Then he no longer needs to say a word more, and thesoldiers go forward one by one, leaving a mark on their back on the back of the black statue.

Sword Qi blade aura is like a lightning bolt that instantly illuminates the face of everyone present and immediately sinks into the darkness.

Everything is done in silence, like holding a certain ritual and drawing a line with the past.

Everyone is lost, pale, and confident when they are not there. The hot-blooded belonging to Asura gradually cools in the blood vessels, and the cold is like rain, almost shivering.

Not fighting on the battlefield until the last moment, but succumbing to some kind of invisible pressure, the law of the powerful laws.

Even if it is a real Asura, once you lose your mind intent, you will lose your undead body, let alone them?

Will be the courage of the soldiers!

The man is gone, they are also stripped from the army, broken up into isolated individuals, but once again face invincible enemies.

The determination to unite in the city has become a helplessness to follow the tide. The lambs to be slaughtered generally sacrifice their hearts.

Suddenly I realized that I didn’t dare to face the warrior of Demon God, just the bottom cultivator in the cultivation, the small role of “attendant” and “record associate”.

Who can resist the fate?

However, for a moment, “Li Qingshan” was bruised and bruised. If it was delayed, it would not be able to support its weight.

But invariably, everyone is not willing to throw out the fatal blow and make it completely collapse.

“Continue, don’t stop!” Wang Junxing yelled loudly: “I said it must be completely destroyed, and no trace can be left!”

His eyes were like a hungry wolf, searching for the weakest lamb in the flock, and suddenly locked one of them: “Hey, you! Don’t think that I didn’t see it, you haven’t shot yet, everyone must shoot, otherwise It’s the running dog of Demon Domain!”

In the crowd, Tong Dagong was shocked. First, his eyes were indifferent, and everyone’s eyes were immediately on him. Suddenly felt the heavy pressure of the mountains, the same robes who were familiar with the closeness, so strange and alienated at this moment, only left alone.

“General…”

He looked up at the black statue, and the rain blurred his eyes. As soon as he stepped forward, he could free himself from this infinite pressure.

But somehow, I remembered the Black Tortoise, the god of the battle, who had the trust and hope of everyone, and one of them!

So instead of being able to shoot, it is inexplicably spit out a sentence: “I am willing to fight with the generals…”

Like a slogan, it is like a promise. Hearing this sentence, the indifferent eyes beside him suddenly made a strange change.

“What are you talking about?” Wang Junxing did not hear.

Tong Dagong slowly turned his head, a blazing conviction filled the heart, faintly revealing the red mans, glaring at Wang Junxing: “Dry!”

“You say it again, you don’t want to shoot, don’t you have to rebel!”

This sentence, which once scared all true inheritance disciple, Tong Dagong, the lowest-level “attendant”, spit out: “What about that?”

Leng Yuan’s brow wrinkled and the situation was out of control. Immediately interrupted Wang Junxing. Wen Yan advised: “The Junior Brother, Li Qingshan has already turned away from you, and you should not obsess.”

Later, the tone was full of warnings. The giant beast at the foot seemed to feel the emotions of the master. Suddenly, the fangs were exposed, and the fierce stare at Tong Dagong.

Tong Dagong was chilly and freaking in his teeth. There was a strong fear in his heart, and he almost bowed his head and admit his mistake. But I remembered the Battle of Dark Clouds City, the incarnation of Demon God in the sky, slaughtering these true inheritance disciple like a dog, not much more than the horror of Leng Yuan, and ultimately not defeated by them?

The fear suddenly weakened, and the red mans were more prosperous.

“Dry mother! If there is Li Qingshan, you are the true inheritance disciple of these dog days, and his mother’s escape to Myriad Forms Sect! Li Qingshan may be a traitor to Myriad Forms Sect, but never sorry for me Tong Dagong, Never! Say, if there is no Li Qingshan, I don’t even know where Myriad Forms Sect’s door is going, and his mother’s death is in Dark Clouds City!”

Tong Dagong has a hearty sorrow, and the red mans are in the fire, and there is no fear in his heart.

He has no loyalty to Myriad Forms Sect, and these ordinary Soldiers are just children of the Agriculturist School who are recruited from all over Human World Path. Although there is an opportunity to make a career and enter the cultivation road, but in the bitter cold of the frontier, there is no cultivation resource, and finally can become the Myriad Forms Sect disciple, and most of them become the dark bones of Dark Clouds City.

Everyone was shocked, and a Foundation Establishment cultivator dared to speak to a Yang Spirit cultivator.

“Bold!” Wang Junxing screamed, but some showing strength while weak inside, he faintly saw the man’s shadow in Tong Dagong, evoked the deep fear of heart.

Only Leng Yuan was quiet, and the drizzle suddenly turned into a blizzard. For a time, it was cold and exhaled into ice. The giant beast under the foot made a scream of screaming, earth-shattering, murderous aura.

“Tong Dagong, you know what crime you committed?”

Leng Yuan asked one word at a time. He also saw the shadow of the man from Tong Dagong, and there was a strong sense of disgust in his chest. Such people must die!

“I know, isn’t it dead? I haven’t died yet, who is scared?”

With a bang, Tong Dagong pulled out the knife and slashed it across his neck. “My life was given by Li Qingshan, and I will give it back today!”

He witnessed cracking, biting jaw, clenching the handle with both hands, and gradually exerting force. The blade was deeply immersed in the neck, and the blood immediately sprang out and stained the body halfway.

He did not relax, cut the flesh and blood one inch and one inch, cut the neck bone along the bone joint, and cut the thick neck in the blink of an eye.

Until the neck was completely cut off, his right hand grabbed the top of his head and raised his head, showing the head to the crowd, and suddenly fell to his back.

Blood and water spread on the ground, and the head rolled aside, and the red light in the sputum gradually dimmed. Although it is terrible, it is not half-fear.