The Demon Realm, on a desolate Gobi, the barren land was inactive, and several clusters of withered shrubs shook in the cold wind. The gloomy and low-hanging lead clouds were like a dirty thick cloth, and the stuffy rocks could not breathe, and they broke into gravel in the years of perseverance.

A figure suddenly broke through Yun Mi and fell from the sky. Before it could land on the ground, it hovered in mid-air.

Wow! The heavy rain poured on Li Qingshan's face. He clenched his fists and looked down at the desolate land with caution.

After confirming that there was no threat, he slowly lowered his fists, let out a long breath, relaxed, opened his arms to the sky, letting the heavy rain wash away, and laughed.

The laughter rolled like thunder. The oppression of God Galan was too great. In addition to the assimilation of the Pure Land, we had to keep our heartstrings tight at all times. Now we finally escaped from heaven.

It’s so great to fight against a strong enemy and break through desperate situations!

Everything is still vivid in my mind, especially the pair of red golden eyes, which are as clear as a brand, making his heart boil and unable to calm down for a long time.

"Will he be a traitor? No, how could the traitor save me? Moreover, we are different from those guys in heaven!"

You must believe! The words of the Great Ventilation Saint are still echoing in his ears.

"But, the Great Sages who were suppressed must have a great relationship with him, otherwise they would not be so angry or so sad."

The sentence "You have to believe" is more like repeatedly persuading yourself.

"Also, God Galan also called him a traitor. He probably converted to Buddhism. What's going on?"

Li Qingshan thought about it all over the place, and he would no longer waste his time. Anyway, one day, everything would be revealed.

If you are a friend, you will work together to fight against the gods and Buddhas of the heavens; if you are an enemy, you will fight to the death and move his position as the "Old Eighth" in previous years, and it will be a waste of time to travel through this battle.

"Haha, my big knife is already thirsty!"

Unfortunately, he doesn't have a knife now, only an ancient bronze sword of unknown origin, and it's not easy to use it casually. He always feels that there is any conspiracy. If he wants to lose it, he really can't bear to give up. Now he is about to fight Qiongqi. He has an extra weapon in his hand and can save his life at a critical moment.

"Forget it, let's talk about it after I resolve the bet with Qiongqi and survive seven heavenly tribulations! At that time, I should be able to understand the secret of this sword."

For ordinary practitioners, becoming human immortals is already in danger. If you want to become a true immortal, you will have little hope. Even if you spend tens of thousands of years, you may not be able to succeed.

The reason why Li Qingshan has such confidence is because of the "Nine Changes of Gods and Demons". As his cultivation level grows higher and higher, he can understand the wonderful things.

Unlike ordinary practitioners, his path is not the only constant. When others are struggling and even have no way to go, he only needs to change one road and continue to walk. He will never worry about having no way to go and will always be able to move forward.

Although this great adventure in the Pure Land is extremely dangerous, it has caused the Qilin to break through several levels. If you just keep in seclusion and meditation, you don’t know how many years it will take. It seems like a coincidence, but in fact, his path is too wild, so there is no place to be able to get along.

Of course, without strong enough will, spirit, and courage, it cannot bear these changes.

"Anyway, I'm just **, hahaha!"

With storms and storms, the former boy has become a demigod, but that boyish spirit has become more and more exaggerated.

"I don't know where that crazy girl Rong Zhi is?"

He set up a shed in his hand and looked far away. There was only the endless Gobi Desert. The Demon Realm was boundless and vast. If he wanted to find Qingqi Mountain, someone had to lead the way. Otherwise, if he accidentally hit the other demon gods, there would probably be no other great saint to help him.

The biggest lesson he taught to him when fighting with God Galan is that he is not the opponent of any true god. If God Galan had not been to the rat and was unwilling to destroy Nalanda Temple, he had been taken down and even finished playing.

**Regarding to **, we must have a clear understanding of the gap in strength. Will, spirit, and courage can be transformed into strength, but cannot directly replace strength.

Therefore, in this battle with Qiongqi, you can only be wise and not against it. It is best to touch the foot of Qingqi Mountain quietly, take out the mountain moving order in an instant, and kill Qingqi Mountain in one go, and then everything will be fine.

He took out a skull rosary bead and tried to contact Xiao An to help determine Qian Rongzhi's location. However, after fiddling for a while, the skull rosary bead had no response, probably because this was deep in the Demon Realm and the Demon Realm was not in the six realms of reincarnation, so he broke off the connection.

But he didn't have the whole solution. His eyes turned into dark blue, deep as mysterious.

In an instant, the heavy rain stopped, and raindrops hovered in the air, centered on Li Qingshan, turning into a flat regular hexagon.

As the spirit turtle became larger, several kinds of innate magical powers were derived, including prophetic and divination magical powers.

The reason why he did not name it one by one is that these supernatural powers have begun to be internalized and gradually become an instinct, like the extension of the body, and there is no clear boundary between each other, but that there is me in you and you in me, and the wonderful use lies in one mind.

For example, the divination he is doing now has almost used all his talented magical powers.

It seems that when you raise an arm, you will inevitably need to control the head, and the heart will be transfused with blood. Even both legs will be moved. Basically, all organs must be used. Then you will give a domineering name, called "Qingshan Xuan Claw", which is completely meaningless.

His head slowly turned like a radar, and the hexagons transformed by billions of rain also turned. His deep eyes were slightly waving, as if he had penetrated the endless void and grabbed a thread of destiny.

Suddenly locked in one direction: "I have it!"

The heavy rain continued to fall, and he had disappeared into the rain curtain.

The sky soon darkened, and the day and nights that have always come from the Demon Realm are short.

This is a city shrouded in haze. The streets are intertwined like spider webs. Rectangular tall buildings rise from the ground, hiding deep in the dark clouds. I don’t know how high it is, like a gray forest.

Cylindrical chimneys are staggered in height, exhaling strong smells and colorful smoke, like the breath of monsters, blending into the haze and turning into rain.

Looking up, the rain seemed to be black, falling on the flickering neon lights in the corners of the street.

Li Qingshan blinked in surprise, and for a moment, he felt like he had returned to his previous life.

But I immediately realized that all of this was the creation of mechanisms and spells, not a product of technology. The tall buildings were just the most natural choice to accommodate as many people as possible.

Moreover, these tall buildings are all in one shape and one color, and are extremely empty and monotonous, and are a veritable cement forest. After staying for a long time, it can simply drive any normal person crazy.

He had already begun to miss the Pure Land, with gardens, squares, and markets everywhere. Not long ago, it was the largest city he had seen in his life.

Now it has been refreshed. This gray city has a larger area and a larger population, with a capacity of more than 100 million.
Chapter completed!