Legend of the Great Sage - 1578. Chapter 1578 Evil God Qingshan

In the depths of hell, glacier extremities.

A tall and thin figure is walking along the rugged ridge towards the top of the mountain step by step.

The strong wind blows away the snow, and underfoot is a magnificent and colorful dead fire, solidified with eternal burning.

Li Qingshan had a beard and weathered face, grabbed a handful of ice and snow, crunched it in his mouth, swallowed it, and exhaled a breath of heat.

Drinking ice for ten years, it is difficult to cool blood.

Beyond the distant mountains, the big indigo ghost looked at the black figure walking slowly in the ice and snow world: “This… how is this possible?”

According to the law of hell: phase is generated by the heart, and the state is created by itself. No matter any evil spirit, once it falls into it, it will always be trapped and cannot be released.

That’s why Li Qingshan couldn’t get close to the glacier, but what’s going on now? He is reaching the top!

And I don’t know when it started, the dead fire will no longer reignite, and it will be blocked by the blue and white ice in the glacier lake.

“Hey, is born from the heart?”

Li Qingshan’s smile was colder than the cold wind, but the eyes looking at the top of the mountain were hotter than dead fire.

Thank you for the law of hell and the bowl of Mengpo soup. In the tempering of ice and fire, the sun god has never been truly destroyed, and even his strength has not been lost at all, and it has been well sealed.

Pain was like a hammer, hitting him fiercely, instead of knocking him down, it aroused the true strength of his heart.

Just like a cold knife, out of the furnace, into the cold water, and even more tempered and tempered, and its sharp edge is revealed!

Click! Click! Boom boom!

Countless cracks appeared in the iceberg at the foot, and the flames were about to move.

Li Qingshan did not hesitate, but strode forward calmly, saying: “I seek great freedom, and get great freedom. This is the heart of immeasurable sentient beings. What’s the sin?”

So the iceberg does not collapse, and the dead fire does not burn.

Carrying out the way of great freedom, although there is no trace of power, no magic tricks, but the glacier is covered, and the hell is flattened.

It is like a cold knife out of its sheath, smashing through heavy hues.

The moment he finally reached the top of the mountain, “wow” spit out thick black soup, which was the Meng Po soup that had blocked all his power.

He wiped his mouth nonchalantly, looking around, the mountains and deserts, the glaciers were endless, endless.

The sky is within reach, and the heart is endlessly open!

Suddenly recalling that Da Zi Zai Tian is the god of asceticism. He meditated on the top of the Snow Mountain for many years, comprehending the deepest wisdom and the most terrifying power.

Everything is fair. If you want great freedom and detachment, how can you not be tortured by all kinds of pain.

So he smiled frankly, sat down cross-legged, ran the “Book of Freedom”, and began to practice asceticism.

The indigo ghost doesn’t know what to do. Obviously a great change has taken place here, and it should be reported to the judge.

If Li Qingshan felt it, he glanced at him in the distance. Although this eye is separated by thousands of glaciers, it is still a horror.

He shrank in fear, and knelt deeply on the ground.

Li Qingshan closed his eyes again, his face solemn and calm, and his expression relaxed and calm. Although his skin was blue and purple from the cold, there was a color of enlightenment that was as clear as colored glaze, just like a statue of a god.

What the Indigo Great Ghost felt was a great horror. He had seen countless fierce and evil ghosts in his life, and had been accustomed to the cycle of life and death, torture, and had never felt such a horror. This is the majesty of the god of destruction.

Day after day, year after year, until ancient times.

Li Qingshan was frozen into an ice sculpture. His figure was vague, and he looked weird and twisted in the reflection of the dead fire. The ice sculpture was sculpted by the cold wind again, and it became more and more weird, turning into an ancient idol.

The big indigo ghost sleeps at the foot of the glacier, having nightmares one after another, and there is always that stern look in the dream.

Suddenly, the roar of thunder came from far away, and he was awakened from the nightmare and looked at the sky in confusion.

boom! A thunder struck the idol! Even in the depths of hell, Heavenly Tribulation will come to patronize.

The idol shattered, and a blue-black figure slowly stood up, slowly twisting and stretching his limbs, very strange, but it seemed to contain some kind of wonderful rhythm, like a sacrificial dance.

Cthulhu revived.

Rumble! The calamity came, thundering.

The indigo big ghost stretched his head and looked at it, stunned, and saw that the ten thousand zhang thunder light intertwined into a brilliant halo behind the “Cthulhu” head.

All the movements of the “Cthulhu” suddenly froze. The right leg was bent to stand, the left leg stretched and raised, the arms raised softly, and the eyes were half open and half closed, solidifying the movement and the stillness, the strength and the beauty, showing the appearance of the “big free dance king”. “.

In the next instant, his arms flowed like water, leaving countless afterimages.

boom! The left foot suddenly stepped on the top of the mountain, and all the glaciers shattered together and turned into a raging fire.

Thousands of thunder light poured down.

Li Qingshan stood on top of the sea of fire, and his eyes suddenly widened, showing “great freedom and terror.” He opened his third eye and shot out a black fire, piercing through thousands of thunder rays.

Laughing presumptuously, now that all the restraints have disappeared, let’s dance!

Yang deified the primordial spirit and crossed the catastrophe six times.

He felt unprecedentedly at ease, freed from endless pain, and danced in the thunder-robbing prison fire. There is no such thing as the Five Yin Demon, the trouble demon, and he is the demon among the demon!

…

I don’t know how long it took, the sea of flames burned out and no longer turned into a glacier. On the scorched black ground covered with ashes, the remnants of violent thunder and frantic dance steps still echoed.

Li Qingshan stopped dancing and wiped out the afterimages. I didn’t feel so happy yet, and I felt very weak, and couldn’t continue dancing. I thought: “It’s time to see the’old five’. If I guess it’s correct, the ventilating sage macaque king!”

To the big indigo ghost: “Take me to see judge Lu!”

“No!” The indigo ghost’s eyes were full of enthusiasm.

The nascent evil god had its first believer.

Li Qingshan pounced on him and blended in.

Soon after, the Indigo Great Ghost returned to the Mingjing Division of the Yan Luo Temple.

Judge Lu was trying the case and said impatiently: “Why are you back? How is that kid?”

The big indigo ghost laughed and said, “Reported to the judge. The kid first yelled at him, and then he couldn’t stop being tortured, he kept begging for mercy!”

Judge Lu said disdainfully: “Hey, I know! As long as I’m still a judge, he won’t want to get out of hell!”

“The kid told the little one a big secret, just begging the adult to give him a good time!”

“Give him a good time?” Pudge Lv smiled cruelly: “Put him into the tenth hell for me!”

“Yes!”

“Also, what secret did he tell?”

Judge Lu asked, in such a situation, it must be a good thing in exchange. Although he didn’t necessarily see it in his eyes, for some reason, he suddenly had an overwhelming curiosity.

“The little ones don’t dare to hide themselves, but…” The big indigo ghost looked around, and all the ghosts listened with their ears upright.

Judge Lu hooked his hand, and the big indigo ghost stepped forward and murmured in his ear.

“What are you talking about?” Judge Lu frowned, and went to his ears. Suddenly a black shadow shot out from the mouth of the big indigo ghost, got into Judge Lu’s eyes, and then slowly stepped back.

Looking at Judge Lu again, his expression was dull and his body froze, as if he was shocked by this big secret and could not speak. Suddenly his face changed drastically, full of struggle.

The big indigo ghost lowered his head and sneered, and the ghost servants were whispering.