Vol 2 Chapter 85: Formal dance of sacrifice

Gu Qingshan came out of the crowd.
"What do you think?" he asked with a god.
The kennel said: "The curse is a kind of power with life. When it is near you, it will have a near-invisible existence."
Gu Qingshan said: "That is, you can annihilate."
The kennel said: "Yes, I can probably make it not close to you, but this requires the soul and your swordsmanship - you must use the sword to cast a flawless sword."
Gu Qingshan walked toward the iron gate in front of the bridge and asked with meditation: "If I combine the mantle and the fire, can I do better?"
The kennel said: "Try to know - oh, I am better at killing rather than defending. After all, if the Six Kingdoms Shenshan sword is here, she will break everything and maybe he can deal with the curse."
- The mountain girl is playing as Gu Qingshan, and they go to the kingdom of thorns with the boss.
Gu Qingshan shook his head.
In his mind, he quickly passed all the means.
For this curse from the dusty world, the information that is known is not too much. It can only be taken one step at a time.
Gu Qingshan reached out and pushed the iron door.
"Up." He whispered.
"Good." The sword should be.
Gu Qingshan stepped forward and stepped onto the suspended bridge.
The breeze is sloppy.
Some kind of malicious power comes from nothing, from all directions.
Gu Qingshan looked awkward and took the sword forward.
In the meantime, the sword was smashed with countless fine swords, and it was smashed in the void for countless times.
Fire destroyed swordsmanship, martial arts, away from the fire!
The sword is magical, the cellar!
The strength of the long sword blends with the skills of Ashura and condenses into a sword.
Gu Qingshan is a sword.
The flames burst into life and swayed into the void.
Dozens of tragic sounds suddenly sounded.
Heavenly Father casts his attention from the clouds.
The audience is all in a good mood.
This sword seems to be in the middle of what!
Most of those people can only keep themselves from the curse, and now, finally someone goes further and fights the curse!
"good chance--"
Gu Qingshan read a voice, and there was an inexhaustible blue electric Rayman.
"What evil is it, give me out!" Gu Qingshan yelled.
I saw that the void created hundreds of millions of thunder, condensed into a cluster of streamers, and the sword around him kept hovering.
The next moment -
Lei photoelectric snakes condense into a group of light and shadow, with a ready-made blue lotus lotus!
This is the combination of the thunder and lightning "stunning dream" and the secret sword "painting". After Gu Qingshan mastered the sword of the Ashura god, he gradually developed the combination technique.
Secret sword · Lei Ying.
Light and shadow are born and destroyed, stirring the void.
The invisible beings were swept by Lei Guangjian, and they were not allowed to move in place.
"hiss--"
"...ah... hate..."
"life……"
"Death!"
Countless vicious voices linger in the void.
Obviously, Gu Qingshan’s swordsmanship did not hurt them, but the power of the dreams made them temporarily unable to move.
The sound of the thick sword of the earth suddenly sounded: "The curse is not removed, the killing is inexhaustible, and the attack has no meaning."
Gu Qingshan nodded slightly.
He also understood that these things are from the curse, killing one or two is useless.
- Fortunately, when the black and white snakes left, they helped themselves recover the power of consumption.
It’s nothing to kill all the way.
But the curse does not go away, and I can't support it for too long, let alone save the holy angel.
Gu Qingshan’s heart is flying.
To make the holy angel smile, the curse will be lifted.
......
……wrong.
Gu Qingshan changed his angle and continued to think about it.
Before myself, I am afraid that countless people have come to this time island to save the holy angels.
They did not let the holy angels laugh.
Including the Holy Angel himself also tried his best, still can't laugh.
How can I make her laugh?
I am not Ye Fei, and I have no experience in laughing at girls.
That being the case, then think about it in reverse.
The root of the sacred angel cannot be found because she has some kind of curse in the dusty world.
- If she doesn't care if she smiles and concentrates on destroying the curse directly, then she will naturally recover.
I don't have to worry about laughing or laughing at all, I can solve this problem!
But it is easy to kill the curse, even the Father is helpless.
The existence of the first giant must have been seen by the Holy Angel, and there is no way.
So much power can't kill this curse.
The sword has also been said, and it is inexhaustible.
Time passed quickly.
Five seconds passed.
The invisible existence of the void restored the freedom and concealed it again.
Gu Qingshan continues to move forward.
He wields a long sword and constantly kills the invisible monsters in the wind.
Ashura just avoided these monsters, and he was strangled.
This stimulates the curse and provokes its growing power.
Invisible monsters are coming more and more, gradually filling the entire void, and Gu Gushan is surrounded by the wind.
Gu Qingshan held the Chaoyin sword in the backhand, and the two swords came together!
The endless stream of swordsmanship is not leaking, and every time a swipe kills several invisible monsters.
But the monsters are endless, and the monsters that appear later are getting more and more powerful.
When he walked all the way to the middle of the bridge, the invisible existence of the void was innumerable.
The monsters screamed in the world, but they couldn’t see them at all, and people gradually became fearful.
Gu Qingshan danced his sword and thought about it.
Damn, how can we get rid of the curse?
At a certain moment, he couldn’t help but whisper to himself: "Destroy..."
Inexplicable, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
It was a female voice that was dry and hoarse, with a little dissatisfaction, whispered: "The power is too weak... or just... release your power."
Gu Qingshan made a shock.
He took a long time to reflect what happened just now.
In the next second, he flew back and resisted the invisible monster in the void, while exiting the suspended bridge and standing at the iron gate.
He exited the suspended bridge, and the power of those curses would naturally not be pursued.
They can't affect that far distance.
The voice of the Father came from the sky: "Do you want to give up?"
Gu Qingshan waved his hand and said loudly: "Wait a minute, I think of a new method, I want to come back again, can I?"
Heavenly Father, happy to say: "Of course, as long as you have confidence in your method."
"Thank you."
After Gu Qingshan finished, he stood outside the bridge and quietly adjusted his interest.
- He has understood what happened just now.
On the God of War interface, there is a line of fireflies that pop up:
"Through the hard work of the previous few times, your dance has already had a meager strength."
"This is a curse from the dusty world, its strong attack on you, and your desire to eliminate the curse, successfully attracting a presence associated with the dance of the sentient beings. This existence has attracted attention from a distant world. ""
"This existence ignites the power of your sacrifices and then leaves."
"Because you are the ghost king of Liudao Huangquan, you have the attributes of the land."
"Because you are a four-column place, you have the attributes of the land."
"Now, you will be able to complete a formal dance of the gods."
"Please note that this is not an exercise!"
"Please note that this is not an exercise!"
"Please note that this is not an exercise!"
"This is a formal dance of sentient beings."
"Dance of the gods."
"Start."
Gu Qingshan swept away.
In the dark, he seems to understand something.
At the same time, the heavens and the earth became dim.
The wind and sand blows from the void.
The whole world seems to have entered a state of faintness.
Gu Qingshan has a gentle gleam on his body that looks like a doomsday god.
He took a breath and sensed the power of the dance, taking a light step.
Boom!
The drums start.
Unlike the joy of each dance before, this is a heavy and shocking drum sound.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The drums are slow and full of urgency.
- In addition to the drum sound, no other music sounded, only the sound of the wind and sand blowing high and low around the ear.
Solemn, solemn.
Gu Qingshan took another step.
The sword is in the hand and points forward.
"Wake up." He whispered.
Hey!
The drums are rushing, just like what is urging.
At the other end of the world of sacred heavens, among the cemeteries that buried hundreds of millions of years of dead angels, the faint awnings of the sky suddenly burst out.
A full body armored angel climbed out of the cemetery.
It was silent, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the ancient sword buried deep in the vicissitudes of life, the bone wings behind the vibration, flying to the air.
The angel's gaze looks in the direction of Gu Qingshan.
Hey! Hey!
The drums are even more urgent!
The second angel's scorpion rushed out of the grave, holding a pair of crescent moon blades and flying into the sky.
The third armored skeleton pushed the tombstone and put a heavy warhammer against the shoulder and flew into the sky.
Fourth...
Fifth...
There are twelve angels.
This is the twelve most war-torn angels in the history of the holy heaven.
Gu Qingshan took another step and came to the edge of the suspended bridge.
Opposite him, the invisible monsters of the entire bridge gathered together to form a faintly visible giant face.
It overlooks Gu Qingshan, the low road: "I have the body, the power from the ground, you can not destroy my plan."
In the voice, the whole world began to tremble.
All sentient beings are on the ground and their strength is lost.
The Father also fell from the sky to the ground, and tried his best to release the power of holiness to stand still.
Gu Qingshan did not speak.
He received the tide sound, but held the sword in his hand and danced gently.
Sword dance!
In the sound of the drums, his voice was heard: "This is the battle of the dusty world in the past. You and I will each lead one."
Twelve dim streamers cut through the sky, descending from the sky and falling behind Gu Qingshan.
The war angels showed their stature.