Shen Yushu broke into Baicao Garden intoxicatedly, looking around but not seeing Ruan Yaozhu's traces. He saw a black shadow standing in front of him, "Hey, why is there a mountain here?"

Suddenly, he heard the three words "Li Qingshan", and was shocked. He looked up and saw that Wan Jianfeng was being held in his hand, and exclaimed: "Senior Brother Wan!"

At this time, he seemed to realize something, his face turned pale, he raised his head slowly and stiffly, looked up along the arm that pinched Wan Jianfeng, and then he saw clearly that the black mountain was actually a living existence.

The boundless pressure fell from the sky, and Shen Yushu's knees weakened and he fell to the ground.

"No...you're not...it's impossible..."

Li Qingshan just glanced at Shen Yushu and didn't take this clown to heart.

"Li Qingshan, you dare to come back!"

Wan Jianfeng tried to struggle for a while, but he couldn't get rid of the black big hand at all. His heart sank to the bottom of the valley. If he was just Li Qingshan's clone in front of him, he still had the power of a battle, but Li Qingshan in front of him definitely had a human immortal. No, it was the power of an evil god, and it was not something he could fight now. The pressure he emitted alone had already made him breathing difficult.

"If I don't come back, aren't you going to heaven? Junior Brother Wan, do you want to die or live?"

"So what if you want to die, what if you want to live?"

"If you want to die, I will give you a trip now. Keep it and let you die thoroughly and your soul be destroyed." Li Qingshan tightened his five fingers, and two red lights appeared in his eyes.

In an instant, Wan Jianfeng felt as if he was flooded by an endless sea of ​​blood and could not breathe.

"If you want to live, then submit to me! I can help you through six heavenly tribulations and become a human immortal."

At this time, the green color in the Baicao Garden was still far more than the withered yellow color, and there was still a huge amount of spiritual power to absorb.

As a Yang Shen cultivator with the peak cultivation level, Wan Jianfeng is only half a step away from the realm of the human immortal. He only needs to accept Li Qingshan’s inspiration like Ruan Yaozhu and instill a lot of spiritual power, which will surely lead to six heavenly tribulations.

"If you can really help me overcome six heavenly tribulations, I will submit to you." Wan Jianfeng's eyes lit up, and he looked very moved, but he was thinking: "As long as I survive six heavenly tribulations, how can you control me!"

Li Qingshan saw through his scheming at a glance and laughed, "Do you think I'm stupid?" Suddenly he smiled and said, "Junior Brother Wan, take action!"

"Li Qingshan, since ancient times, humans and demons are not in harmony. Even if my sword is broken and people are killed, I will never join the demons!"

The long sword behind the Ten Thousand Swordsmans was unsheathed, roaring like a dragon, like a round of sunlight, illuminating the garden of hundreds of herbs as bright as day.

At the same time, the Yang God left his body and threw himself into the dazzling sword light, integrating with the long sword.

The man and sword are united!

In an instant, all the white light converged, leaving only a hazy halo, covering the three-foot sword edge.

Wan Jianfeng knew that he had only one chance to take action, so he was the strongest sword stance in his life, and devoted all his energy to this sword.

Before the sword force is condensed, the Yang God is deeply damaged. If you want to hurt the enemy, you will first hurt yourself. The moment the sword force reaches its peak, it is the time when the Yang God is broken.

This sword is a sword that is enough to threaten the evil god!

At this moment, Wan Jianfeng no longer wanted to escape from heaven, but only wanted to hurt Li Qingshan, and he was worthy of the reputation of sword cultivator.

Two white sword lights like needle-tips reflected in Li Qingshan's eyes, which were slightly moved, as if intimidated by the power of this sword.

Then he stretched out his right hand, raised his two fingers, and gently pinched the sword edge in the air.

"The sword technique is good and the determination is better, but the activation time is too long."

And most importantly, in the "Seventy-Two Array", Li Qingshan only needed to use the formation slightly to cause the sword force of Wan Jianfeng to collapse.

Wan Jianfeng's most powerful sword was still dead before it was fired. He felt extremely frustrated and roared: "Li Qingshan, you are so despicable! I would rather die than surrender to you."

"That's not your choice."

Li Qingshan's eyes became dark and deep, like two bottomless abysses. Wan Jianfeng felt that his mind seemed to have escaped from the long sword, and all his mind was sucked into it.

There is boundless darkness in the bottomless abyss, and countless whispers are heard in the boundless darkness, both men, women, young and old, all full of the strongest worship and the most fanatical beliefs.

These sounds were as thin as mosquitoes at first, and in a flash they turned into loud chants, and in another moment they were already roaring and thundering.

This is the faith and wish of all sentient beings in the Demon Realm, worshiping Li Qingshan, the supreme ruler who frees them from their boundless sins and endless sufferings.

Wan Jianfeng couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration. When he recalled the majesty of Li Qingshan commanding the army outside Heiyun City, he almost wanted to worship Li Qingshan, but suddenly felt shocked and roared: "No, I will never worship you!"

The battle in Heiyun City had a huge impact on Wan Jianfeng, not because he had experienced a life-and-death life, but because both Li Liehuo and Li Qingshan showed far better fighting spirit than him. Even some ordinary soldiers were more determined to die than him, a great sword cultivator. This was a shame and humiliation for him. He also understood why he had been unable to survive the six heavenly tribulations. Therefore, he learned from his mistakes and honed the sword style that was ready to die and died with the enemy.

Wan Jianfeng would rather die than become a believer of Li Qingshan, but he knew that if he continued like this, he would sooner or later be swallowed up by the sound of roaring mountains and tsunamis. He immediately made up his mind and prepared to explode the Sun God.

The mind of the Yang Shen monk is like lightning. Just turn the mind and can cause all the magic power contained in the Yang Shen to break out of control. It is a kind of artificial infatuation and almost impossible to be stopped.

Li Qingshan was prepared long ago: "You three won't come to me."

The three black shadows ignored the sword light and rushed into the Yang Shen, who was suddenly in front of the sword. They were the three troubled demons that Li Qingshan conquered.

Wan Jianfeng's desire to die immediately faded, but his desire to survive became as fierce as fire.

If a person is compared to a country, the hearts of the people are kings. At this time, foreign enemies invade and the king is about to fight to the death, but three "loyal ministers" appeared in the court, and they all wanted to negotiate peace, and the king's determination became shaken.

After all, survival is the greatest instinct of human beings.

After a moment, the three troubled demons left the Yang Shen, who were all depressed, as if they had consumed a lot of effort.

Li Qingshan only let them disturb Wan Jianfeng, but they were not allowed to kill Wan Jianfeng, so the power they consumed could not be replenished. However, they had no complaints about this, and it was the greatest honor to be able to die for Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan let go of his two fingers, the sword of thousands of swords separated, the Yang Shen returned to the orifice, and immediately fell from the sky, held the sword in both hands, bowed deeply to Li Qingshan, and said in fear and fear: "Our king atones for his sins, so that his subordinates do not know the general and do not know the great righteousness, so they want to fight against our king."

Li Qingshan sighed, "If it were before, I will definitely give you a death."

"That's what I deserve!" Wan Jianfeng said and wanted to swing his sword and commit suicide.

"Forget it." Li Qingshan suddenly lost interest in talking to him and said lightly: "Wan Jianfeng, I not only forgive you for being innocent, but also help you through six heavenly tribulations."
Chapter completed!