Chapter 790: King of the dead

This is not what is going on!
Lin surnamed Wu Xiu did not die at all.
At the same time, this empty-wheeled military correction stood alive at the entrance to the world.
He is patiently explaining the greatness of the eternal God with the mountain girl.
But this point, Xie Guhong and the white-haired old man did not know.
Xie Guhong and the white-haired old man have never seen the soul screamer, do not know what is the eternal abyss, and have not seen the infinite resurrection of the monks after their death, so even if they cultivated high, they could not find those from the dead. Unimaginable thing.
Therefore, they will mistakenly believe that Lin Xingwu is dead.
He died in the anti-phagocy of ancient mirrors.
Then...
Is there any secret in the ancient mirror, so that Lin Xingwu Xiu will not hesitate to let Xie Guhong and the white-haired old man see the price of death?
Gu Qingshan looked at the white-haired old man.
Nothing different.
He doesn't seem to know anything.
In this case……
Gu Qingshan sighed: "Lin Daoyou has sacrificed his life for the future of the Terran. It is really a model for my generation."
Xie Guhong and the white-haired old man nodded.
Gu Qingshan asked: "What secret did he find?"
Xie Guhong handed the bronze mirror to Gu Qingshan, and said: "Lin Daoyou erased the seal on the ancient mirror with his life. Zhao Zhaomen, you can see the secret inside."
Gu Qingshan took over the bronze mirror.
On the God of War interface, a line of fireflies appeared immediately.
"Item: Mirror of Light and Shadow Record."
"Description: In ancient times, the Terran used this artifact to record some secrets."
Two lines of fireflies disappeared.
In the mirror, the picture of the shadow is beginning to appear.
The birth of the ancient people is nothing but the hand of the ancient people.
Later, the ancient people found that some simple things can be done by the ancient monsters, which gradually gave them more power and ability.
Then the secret of the birth of the god
A failed experiment.
All kinds of individual combat soul devices that have exceeded the shelf life.
The secrets of the ancient people and the gods are presented in front of Gu Qingshan.
These secrets are completely true, and the information that is known to Gu Qingshan is not bad.
Even in the presence of light and shadow, the two families' harvesting images of human beings are more detailed and vivid.
"Zhao Zhangmen, do you think this bronze mirror is true?" Xie Guhong asked.
Gu Qingshan smiled bitterly: "It really can't be true anymore."
Xie Guhong nodded: "I have read it many times and combined with some important things happening in history, I found this answer to be true."
The white-haired old man sighed and sentimentally said: "The fate of our human race is too humiliating."
Xie Guhong and Gu Qingshan fell silent.
The white-haired old man took out one of the tortoise shells and began to carefully observe the lines on the tortoise shell.
He whispered softly in his mouth.
Xie Guhong said: "Meng Lao, what are you counting?"
The white-haired old man lived in the mouth and replied: "This is the land of the ancient people. There must be something that can help us change the status quo and change the fate of the human race."
His face showed sadness and decisive color: "I want to find that thing!"
Xie Guhong frowned: "No! In order to predict the tide of chaos, you have already consumed some of your life, and you can't count the fate of the Terran!"
The old man, as a great monk in the pursuit of navigation, consumes part of his life force, and predicting the tide of chaos is nothing.
But now he wants to figure out where the treasures that have changed the entire human destiny are hidden.
This level of measurement has exceeded the scope of the general martial arts, but it is related to the changes in the whole world, definitely not the white-haired old man can afford it!
Gu Qingshan also quickly stopped: "You are crazy, then, even if you find a powerful treasure, you will die here!"
The white-haired old man said: "Zhao Zhangmen, are you not planning to take revenge for the Zongmen with your own life?"
Xie Guhong hurriedly said: "But Zhao’s head will not make meaningless sacrifices. Don’t count this, or you will die!

"If you can find a way to fight against the Protoss and the ancients, then I am also dead, and you don't stop me. This is my last choice." The white-haired old man said.
boom!
The old man had a violent wind, and the white hair and the long hair were dancing endlessly.
He squeezed out the complicated law in his hands and sighed: "burning all of my life, measuring the law of the enemy!"
But seeing the tortoise shell in his hand cracked and turned into nothingness.
Look at this posture, the technique of measuring sputum has been completed.
Unrecoverable!
The old man really wants to give his life!
Xie Guhong and Gu Qingshan looked at each other and had a kind of sorrow in their hearts.
The old man hangs up and flies toward the next transmission.
He screamed: "The sky is coming to me, let me feel a treasure!"
"You can't keep up with me for a long time!"
Xie Guhong and Gu Qingshan immediately followed him.
The three men stood on the transmission array and suddenly disappeared from this layer.
Seventeen floors.
Eighteen floors.
Nineteen floors.
......
The thirty-third layer!
The old man finally stopped here.
At this time, the breath on his body was already very weak, and the eyelids were sunken and described as dry and looked dying.
Under the help of Xie Guhong and Gu Qingshan, he struggled to come to a treasure.
It was a deep, dark, long strip of stone about five meters long.
"This is this." The old man is weak.
Xie Guhong and Gu Qingshan looked at the stone together.
The old man reached for the stone and tried to hold it.
But the old man seems to have lost his strength, even such a stone can not be broken.
"I am coming." Gu Qingshan said.
He squeezed it hard and shook it again.
The whole strip of stone is turned into powder, and the two jade pieces wrapped in it are presented in front of the three.
The old man rushed to grab two jade slips, spurting blood out of his mouth.
He seems to have reached the point where the oil is running out.
"Xie Gongzhu..."
The old man gasped and called.
"I am." Xie Guhong supported the old man, the low road.
The old man took a breath and tried to maintain his voice: "I figured it out. This is the forging method of the world's double swords."
"Heaven and Earth double sword?" Xie Guhong doubted.
"Yes, the world's double swords, specializing in Protoss and ancient monsters."
The old man said that the Seven Miles began to bleed, but he still insisted:
"The materials of these two jade slips are very special. They have never been available in the world. Forging two swords requires the two jade slips to be integrated into the sword to complete. Remember!"
"I remember." Xie Guhong said seriously.
At this time, the old man suddenly felt a little more spiritual, and his face had a slight rosy color.
Xie Guhong and Gu Qingshan looked at each other.
Both people understand that the old man has reached the last moment.
The old man took another breath and said: "Promise me... you must forge the swords of heaven and earth...forge, change our humanity..."
His words were not finished, but there was no sound in his throat.
Xie Guhong rushed and said: "You can rest assured, I thank you, you will do it!"
The old man showed a gratifying look and slowly closed his mouth.
His head suddenly slammed, and the whole body sank on the arms of the two.
he died.
Xie Guhong and Gu Qingshan did not speak for a while.
They helped the old man's body from the left and the right, only to feel the sorrow of the heart.
for a long time.
Xie Guhong first stood up.
He carefully collected the two jade slips, and said: "Zhao Zongzhu, have you picked up the treasures?"
Gu Qingshan took a moment.
He immediately replied: "I have already picked it."
Xie Guon said: "I haven't picked it yet. Now I will continue to go down to the next level, and I will leave immediately after picking what I want."
"Leave away immediately?" Gu Qingshan asked.
Xie Guhong firmly said: "Yes, I have to go back from this moment. I can no longer take any risks. I must bring the forging method of the heaven and earth swords back to the human race."
Gu Qingshan still holds the old man's body and sighs: "Let's go, I will accompany him for a while, don't care about me."
Xie Guhong nodded and hugged his fist: "take care."
He flew on the transmission array and left.
Gu Qingshan sent another time to stay.
He gently placed the body of the white-haired old man on the floor and still held one hand of the other.
"For the entire human race, how strong and great this is."
Gu Qingshan whispered softly.
He silently grabbed a black scepter from the void.
On the scepter, the head of the pointed horn suddenly moved.
The red mans light from the eye hole of the skull.
The moment of fear and tremor for all the dead is coming!
The corpse on the ground seemed to notice something, and a purple awn appeared.
In the next moment, it exudes an amazing momentum and seems to have survived.
This is a random transformation that breaks through the boundaries between life and death. It is indeed incredible, unexplained, and incomprehensible.
This is the power of the eternal God!
However, Gu Qingshan holds its hand.
Thunder and lightning, dreams!
"Amazing dreams: After being touched by your thunderbolt, the other's consciousness will form a short-lived dream with the thunder and lose control of the body until the skill is over after 5 seconds."
"Description: This is an advanced supernatural power that is out of control, rigid, and disconnected from the triple thunder and lightning, and will not be exempted by any living beings."
The old man could not move at once.
The purple man's dissipating technique on his body was interrupted. In just a few seconds, it was again turned into a dead person from the living.
Gu Qingshan inserted the prisoner's scepter into the chest of the body.
The body made a sharp scream of sharp screams.
It struggled desperately and tried to live again.
But as soon as it was agitated, there was a long sword that cut off his head.
The old man was once again turned into a corpse.
The long-handed sword did not go away, and it was directly in its throat, and once again cut off his head.
"If I move again, I will use the scepter." Gu Qingshan gently said.
On the ghost king's rod, a layer of scarlet owls surged.
The corpse felt the power of the eternal dissipating scepter, and the body was stiff and did not dare to make any further changes.
"It's really amazing." Gu Qingshan said with emotion.
He gradually exudes a faint murderousness.
The white-haired old man perceives this murderous, hysterical praying: "Give me a life! Raise me a life! I don't want to die!"
"Oh?" Gu Qingshan's voice gradually became interesting: "You are an eternal life, but you can feel the eternal death from my scepter?"
"Yes, I know, this is the breath of the six reincarnations of Huangquan Road."
The old man said, suddenly grabbed the ghost king with both hands, in an attempt to make a response.
But his hands immediately burst into blood, and the whole person made a more miserable cry.
This is the scepter of the Ghost King, which symbolizes one of the three supreme powers of Huang Quandao. Is it that such a humble dead person can touch it?
Gu Qingshan held the scepter and lowered his head, quietly watching the dead in front of him.
"Do you want to live?" he asked.
"Think." The white-haired old man nodded.
In fact, if he is not greedy for eternal life, why would he betray his past?
"I want to live? Very good."
Gu Qingshan gently turned the scepter.
The old man was crossed by his scepter, and immediately felt the intense pain.
"Ah, ah! Forgive me, beg you, you want me to do anything!" The old man said.
Gu Qingshan stopped his hand movements and was slightly relieved.
"In Xie Guhong's opinion, the death of Wu Xiu is true. The intelligence in the mirror is indeed true. The truth of the intelligence can't find any flaws. Then your death is still true."
"It's no wonder that Xie Guhong can find the forged jade of the world's double swords, and in the days to fight for the two swords..."
"It’s no wonder that no matter what time, the ancients did not stop the Terran forging the swords of the heavens and the earth."
"Any time?" Some white-haired old people didn't understand.
Gu Qingshan shook his head.
His voice gradually became low: "Okay, please tell me now, what is the world sword?"