clang!

The tiger's teeth flew back and inserted it diagonally not far in front of Li Qingshan.

Although Li Qingshan drove the mirror clone to repeatedly hurt the Yin and Yang King, the devil's vitality was strong, and he was in the Twelve Capital Heavenly Demon Formation. No matter how serious the damage he was suffered, he could recover quickly.

However, the power of the mirror clone is constantly depleting. As one rises and the other goes, the Yin and Yang King finally gains the upper hand again and knocks off the long sword.

In just a moment, the mirror clone collapsed and collapsed in the echo of the magic sound.

The last glimmer of hope was cut off, as if the afterglow of the setting sun completely sank into the deep sea, leaving behind eternal darkness.

Li Qingshan's expression was still calm and calm, with corpse spots and turbid yellow spreading freely, invading the bones of the body.

With a loud bang, the Yin-Yang King fell in the distance, looking at him in the posture of a winner, with brutal knife wounds on his body recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and grinned: "Li Qingshan, you have been defeated in my hands again. How about it? I am very unwilling to accept it, are you very unwilling to accept it!?"

"Wrong." Li Qingshan shook his head gently, "Victory means victory, defeat means defeat, nothing is dissatisfied."

"Don't hold on, let me give you some fun!"

"Okay!" Li Qingshan said with a smile.

The Yin-Yang King took a step forward, but stopped again: "Do you think I would be so stupid? I'm going to stand here and see how you die!"

Even though Li Qingshan looked so weak, as if he could use one finger to knock him down, the Yin-Yang King still did not dare to approach him.

Li Qingshan smiled slightly, his eyes flashed over the Yin-Yang King, and turned to the direction of the Wanpo Sect, and said to himself: "I'm sorry, I'm leaving you alone!"

Cultivate the most powerful magical powers, fight against the strongest enemies, and go to the most beautiful women, until the nine heavens, standing side by side with Brother Niu! All these ambitions will return to nothingness, but when you step out of that small village and swear you never return, you have prepared this. The only regret in your heart is that you are not able to see her again.

The "Silver Dragon King" was silent. Except for the Great Banyan Tree King, the other three people could not talk about any friendship with Li Qingshan, and they even had disputes and conflicts, but at this moment, they all lost the mood to speak.

The King of the Great Banyan Tree clenched his fists and tried to take action several times, then eventually turned into a sigh. His original deity was thousands of miles away, and with a mere clone, even if he took action, it would be in vain. The King of Nanyue and the other two would not follow him to take risks.

The demon clouds covered the moon and the stars were dim. However, suddenly, the dark horizon was illuminated by white light, as if the sun was rising and dawn. The next moment, the white flames burned over half of the clouds.

The King of Nanyue raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "Something is approaching, so fast!"

As her thoughts changed, the picture on the porthole was locked thousands of miles away. A figure in the fire in the sky - the Bone Sword - was tightly held in her hand, and her long seaweed-like hair was dancing in the flames. She frowned and filled with anxiety. She smiled until she saw his figure: "Green Mountain!"

Li Qingshan also laughed, even though he died at this moment, he would have no regrets.

The Yin-Yang King was shocked, but turned to a sneer: "Don't be too happy too early. Who do you think dares to come in to save you?"

With the power of the twelve capitals, no one can escape death if they fall into it. Even the King of Nanyue, who is controlling the "Silver Dragon King", dares not approach it, let alone others.

Li Qingshan didn't even look at the Yin and Yang King, and looked at the sky with a smile. He was not excited and moved, and he would not persuade her to turn around and return. It was just natural for them to live and die together.

May we be together for another moment until death separate us!

The sky was filled with light and merged into Xiao An's body, turning into a white light, flying thousands of miles away in an instant, passing by the "Silver Dragon King". Under the gaze of the twelve demon gods, he threw himself into the twelve capital heavenly demon formation without hesitation and threw himself into his arms!

Li Qingshan staggered for a moment before hugging her: "It seems that I have grown up again, and I can't even hug her."

"Yeah." Xiao An nodded, stared at him without turning his eyes, stroked his face with bare hands, emitting a faint Buddha light. Wherever he went, the corpse spots and turbid yellow were immediately removed and returned to his normal skin color.

"You have also survived three heavenly tribulations."

"Um."

"very good."

"Li Qingshan, congratulations on having another burial!" Yin Yang King said in a yin test.

"This guy is so annoying that he is so annoying. Please help me kill him." Li Qingshan grinned and complained to Xiao An.

"Okay." Xiao An looked back lightly, and the Yin-Yang King's heart burst out. He could not feel any dangerous murderous intent. He was only empty, as if she did not exist in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel an indescribable sense of fear.

He retreated back almost instinctively, suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and he lowered his head in disbelief. He saw that the white bone sword had pierced into his body. The skeleton carved on the hilt of the sword was close at hand. The empty eye sockets looked at him, as if they contained compassion. However, the person holding the sword had a expressionless face and ignored everything.

There is no dazzling sword light or sharp sword energy, just an ordinary sword, but it seems to have traveled through time and space, making people unable to grasp its trajectory. Until this moment, the Yin and Yang King has not been stabbed.

"What kind of sword path is this?" Ye Duanhai's pupils suddenly shrank. As a generation of great sword cultivator, he clearly felt the horror.

The sword tip was retracted as soon as it was spitting, and it did not even penetrate the body of the Yin and Yang King. Xiao An returned to Li Qingshan's side and stood with the sword.

After three heavenly tribulations, not only did the Buddha-killing sword turn from the sword embryo into a real sword, but her sword art has finally completely got rid of the shadow of "Three Jue Books" and formed her own sword art.

The sword path of killing Buddha!

This sword art was originally found in "Zhu Yan Bai Gu Dao", but in the past, her cultivation level was too low to understand, let alone practice.

The Yin-Yang King retreated ten miles again and looked at Xiao An in fear. This was definitely not an enemy he could fight against. What kind of monster was attracted by Qiongqi's trap, and wondered why he did not continue to pursue it.

Just as they were about to speak, they made a meaningless giggle. Suddenly they split into two, and they became two demon kings, one man and one woman, and returned to their usual posture, knelt on the ground together, desperately covering the same scars on their chests, which was not toxic or tearing or enlarged, but they had not healed - as if they would never heal.

"What's going on..."

The two demon kings looked at each other, their faces filled with fear and confusion. They slashed him with a long sword countless times, but they could not take his life, let alone such a light sword.

This feeling is so familiar, as if it is back to a long time ago, when they were not powerful demon kings, but the weakest demons, who struggled to survive in the demon realm and fell into a dying situation many times.

"Birth, existence, change, death, formation, existence, destruction, emptiness, and red faces. The red face and white bones are revolving, and life and death are revolving." Xiao Fu Jian sang softly.

"You can't understand it! In short, you are dead!" Li Qingshan laughed and asked Xiao An again: "Is my explanation right?"

"Yes." Xiao An smiled.

Two dull sounds of "bang bang", the two demon kings fell to the ground and died like mortals.
Chapter completed!