Legend of the Great Sage - 1709. Chapter 1706

Li Qingshan glanced over, but he didn’t even find Dai Mengfan. It seemed that she disappeared without a trace since he turned into a bull demon and started killing.

But when she felt it a little bit, she realized that she did not leave Vientiane City, but went to the other side of the Tianshu Tower, and hid underground.

“What’s this? Is it an ostrich?”

Li Qingshan didn’t agree with him. Even if he was in the “all-encompassing array”, his perception ability was greatly weakened, but it would not be impossible to find her.

His heart stopped, he took a few steps in a row, blasted a few punches, and killed all the remaining true disciples before he went to look for Dai Mengfan.

Boom boom boom boom… the bursting voice of the Yang God fluctuated and rang into one piece.

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 was only true disciples, the fire at the city gate affected Chiyu, and no one could stay aside.

A true disciple tried to restrain his breath and change his appearance, trying to get away in the crowd and escape the catastrophe.

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 seemed to be the end of the day, hundreds of escaping lights soared from the city of Vientiane, fleeing in all directions, like a flock of migratory birds that flew, feeling the chill of winter.

None of these people existed in Guihai Lingzun’s eyes either. Those below Yang Shen’s cultivation level would not be able to pose the slightest threat to Li Qingshan unless he could form an army formation, and staying in the city would only increase casualties.

Moreover, he has achieved his goal, sacrificing all the true disciples, and maximizing the consumption of Li Qingshan’s aura. Next, it is time to fight head-on!

Um? 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.

It was three quarters back to Yinshi, the sky was still unclear, and the night was about to end, Li Qingshan had just returned to Vientiane City and bought the first pot of wine.

A gray-blue building in the west of the city is where the Department of Law is located.

Yang Miaozhen, who was imprisoned here, slowly opened his eyes, sighed lightly, stopped meditating, and walked off the stone bed.

The detention of the Department of Law is very lax. She has only been banned for her cultivation and cannot use spells, but it does not affect her cultivation. She felt a powerful confidence and arrogance from it.

She is already the pinnacle of the golden core, only one step away from the three heavenly tribulations, but what will happen even if she has survived the three heavenly tribulations?

Yang Miaozhen smiled bitterly, even if he had survived four or five more tribulations and became a high-ranking monk of the Yang God, he would never escape from this dungeon.

The dungeon was a hundred feet deep, and there was only a skylight at the top, which gradually revealed a touch of light. The morning mist poured in from the skylight, 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 lightning 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 hated this way of death, and felt helpless, so she could only swing her long legs and walk back and forth in the cell with a crane-like pace.

Even though the xinxing 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 little 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 imminent 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 practitioner, 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:

“Li Qingshan, “The Vientiane Book” is the treasure of the Vientiane Sect. The master ordered me to guard the Vientiane Sect. The “Vanxiang Book” will 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 towards the skylight.

After another moment, the voice sounded again, and it came clearly: “All the disciples listen to 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 Miaozhen laughed and thought: “If he is here, then I am afraid I still have a living!” Although she may not fully understand the meaning of “devil god”, she has an unwarranted trust, a woman’s trust in a man.

Of course, there are also women who do not trust men, “Oh, I just don’t know, does he remember me? Even if I do, I’m afraid I don’t know that I am being locked up here.”

I want to call out loudly, and worry about disrupting his fight or being threatened by him as a hostage.

Suffering from gains and losses for a time, the mood fluctuated, and there was 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 darkness, Yang Miaozhen recognized her at a glance.

Anyone in the world, whether a man or a woman, will never forget as long as they meet 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 powerful cultivation base that looks out of the crowd and a noble and gorgeous temperament like a queen.

“Dai Mengfan!” Yang Miaozhen said calmly, “Are you here to execute me? Or want to threaten him with me?”

“Junior Sister, help me!” Dai Mengfan stepped forward, clutching Yang Miaozhen’s hands tightly.

“Huh?” Yang Miao was stunned and blinked, only to realize that Dai Mengfan seemed to be a little different from usual, with red eyes, messy temples, pale face, and a little bit of “Queen” majesty, even a trace of pity.

Every 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!