Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

Everyone couldn't think of a teenager who was supposed to be as warm as a jade, but dared to say such a thing in front of everyone.

“arrogant.” The man at the beginning shouted.

He walked to the ring step by step and said: "When you are overcome by my power of repossession, you will know that there are people outside the people, and there are heavens outside the heavens. ”

Every step he takes, his figure gets bigger, and a layer of hidden power swims around him.

Turns out he awoke the power of the treasure before joining the Sect!

No wonder he stood up and challenged Gu Qingshan.

By the time this martial arts teacher came to the ring, he had turned into a four-man giant.

With his muscles as hard as rock and his skin tone turned black, he stood under the ring, two bodies taller than Gu Qingshan on the stage.

“This is Stone Vajra.” The discerning monk shouted in surprise.

Many sect elders specializing in martial arts stared at him and revealed their interest.

Some of the powers of repossession, some of which can be escalated continuously, are very noticeable.

Because these foundational masterpieces, as the martial arts monks continue to escalate, they will also increase step by step and eventually become powerful masterpieces.

Shi Jinggang reaches the ultimate state and will become Angry King Kong, a very powerful divine talent of martial arts monks.

After the power of repossession is transformed into Angry Optimus Vajra, if you can enter Buddhist Sect, further sharpen the Divine Art, it may be possible to master Buddhist Divine Art - Vajra is not bad.

However, when people looked at the Temple of the Spirit Leaf, they saw all the monks hanging their heads, seemingly not paying attention to this person.

The Buddhist sect is concerned about heart and fate. It seems that this person is not yet able to get into their eyes.

With such a divine talent, Spiritual Leaf Temple is invisible, no wonder this person is so anxious to perform.

The giant looked down at Gu Qingshan and revealed a slight mockery: “A weak chicken like you can shoot me three times. ”

He's buzzing.

Gu Qingshan looked at him calmly and did not say a word.

The giant saw him not speak, and his temper grew even higher: "Humph, weak chicken, fight the stage, win and lose, the saint has nothing to say. ”

The giant jumped straight to Gu Qingshan.

His hilly figure clouded the sun and cast a shadow on the platform.

As he jumped, Gu Qingshan jumped softly to greet him.

The sword has been stamped by Gu Qingshan and crushed by the giant.

That's right, just smash it.

The sword is slow, but no matter how the giant hides and moves, his body is still straight towards the sword.

I can't hide! The giant suddenly understood.

“Then go to hell! ”

The giant drank violently, lifted his fist, and prepared to spell hard with each other.

Boo--

Boom!

Two people met and one was filmed halfway through the sky as a shadow.

The sky is full of flying blood mist, the ground beneath the ring, a deep pit appeared.

Everyone looked and saw that Gu Qingshan was still standing on the ring, while the giant was missing.

Several law enforcement monks immediately rushed into the pit.

After a while, hysteria cried in the pit.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch! ”

Listening to the sound, the monks couldn't bear to let out their minds and sweep into the pit.

Many people fought together in a cold war.

“A mess of mud…” someone muttered.

“The bones are completely broken, even if it takes years to heal.” Someone answered quietly.

Over the years, there has been no less physical pain than hell.

People look at Qingshan and their faces change a bit.

Some of the guilders chanted, “Kind of like a sword opening technique, but stronger than a mountain opening. What kind of sword technique is this? ”

After the point of the saint, the 1,106 swords were blended together by Gu Qingshan, refined into one, combined with the strength of the ground sword strike, of course the master can not see what the sword is.

“This kind of sword technique is not included in my Tibetan Sword Palace, if not self-made, or a saint's secret professor.” Ancestor Wan Jianzong said.

The bosses got a little interested and kept watching.

“Again.” Gu Qingshan dumped the blood from the sword and said coldly.

One of the top 20 masters is a thinner man.

“Don't underestimate people. You're just a heavy sword. Slow speed is your fatal flaw. You can't hit me at all. ”

He said, twisting, the next second was already on the stage.

“My way of restraining your heavy sword.” He was proud to look at Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan did not look at him. He looked under the ring and continued: “You guys go up together and save me time. ”

“You!” slimmed the man furiously, his feet dotted, rushing straight to Gu Qingshan.

He just moved, but saw the faces of the people under the ring all changed.

What's the matter?

Skinny men were wondering, but they heard someone shouting under the ring: "Don't move! ”

The voice was a doorman who chose him for the test at his age.

The other person was really nice to herself, touched herself, and was going to go into that pie.

However, the situation has changed now. A large part of the world such as Qingyunmen Gate is close to sight. If it is available, then there is no choice but to bite the pie of the tooth house.

The lean monk listened to his ear and pretended not to hear it. His figure swept towards Qingshan as a wind.

The next second, he found himself in sight and flew out with his body.

That's like my body.

He thought that suddenly he felt a sharp pain and then fell into infinite darkness, unconscious.

In the eyes of others, a thin man was seen plunging forward, his hands, arms, legs and feet separated from his torso throughout the process, and eventually a head flew out.

His limbs and head scattered over the ground and his torso flew straight ahead, which caused him to fall to the ground and spill blood outward.

On the ring stage, Gu Qingshan held the sword and gently hung it.

“If you want to die, there's no way.” He said.

Countless hidden filaments were retrieved from all sides, burrowed into the sword and disappeared.

“Sword gas filament? At this age?” Elder Wan Jianzong said in astonishment.

This is a sophisticated sword gas control technique, which requires the control of sword gas to reach the microrealm before it is possible to arrange the sword gas filament as a trap layer.

Gu Qingshan pointed his sword at the remaining eighteen monks: “Come, come up together. If I persuade you, I will persuade you. ”

The brothers, looking at the tragic situation of the first two, have felt the utter chilliness.

They bite each other's teeth, they look at each other, and they know what they're thinking.

“Together! ”

“Kill him, or everyone dies! ”

A dozen shadows jumped up and down the stage.

“That's right, save me trouble.” Gu Qingshan raised his sword and pointed it at the people in the air.

The sword thrust straight forward, slaughtering around it, palpitating the viewer's heart.

Strangely, however, his sword did not target the flying crowd.

His sword pointed to the sky above all men.

Heaven and earth are still.

There seems to be something in the sword that suddenly wakes up and sounds comfortable.

Suddenly.

Knock, knock! Knock, knock! Boom!

Like the giant drums of ancient mythology,

The dazzling sword burst from the tip of the sword, making a deafening roar all the way forward.

“Secret sword!” Some of the spectators lost their voice.

Several elders looked at the door and nodded: "Yes, the water is cut off. I haven't seen such a sword in years. ”

A fierce sword storm swept through and more than a dozen people flew away.

They were wiped aside by the sword wind and blown apart by the blasting sword. They jumped out of Heaven's Palace.

Several law enforcement monks flew out and used various flying magic treasures to pick up the people who had passed out.

A dozen monks lined up, eyes closed, and unconscious.

Gu Qingshan looked at the leaders who had already stood up and said: "These people have some use for the people, so I saved their lives. ”

And he looked around at the monks beneath him and said, "From now on, if anyone dares to offend me again, I will kill them. ”

His tone, resolute and calm.

A lot of the monks thought about that scene and quickly got the right judgment.

The teenager did deflect the blade, otherwise it would be more than enough to kill these people with the sword.

Gu Qingshan retrieved the sword and looked at the three remaining monks under the ring.

“Are you guys still here?” He asked strangely, "Aren't you going to fight me? ”

The three of them knelt down and kowtowed directly: “I was wrong, I was wrong. Your lord doesn't remember the dwarves, don't compare with me. ”

As a monk, he kowtowed to others, and his heart was broken.

Gu Qingshan stopped looking at them, took a deep breath and looked at Li Chang 'an.

“Come on up.” Gu Qingshan smiled.

Li Chang 'an laughed. “You think I'm afraid of you. ”

“You have a secret sword, don't I have Oui?” He stepped up to the stage and said, "The new generation of saint disciples, it's time to go up and down. ”

A long gun appeared in his hand.

Gu Qingshan did not speak.

Li Chang 'an engined the long gun, dumped a gun flower, and stopped.

“Teach.” He said.

Looking at his arrogance, these two words should mean to teach each other.

Without waiting for Gu Qingshan to speak, the long gun moved.

--From quiet to moving, almost blinking, it becomes a thunderous killing move, and the air around makes a sharp sound of tearing.

Li Chang 'an merges the whole person with a long gun, just like a sharp arrow that has never existed before.

This gun is Aoyi in gun surgery and will not spin back until stabbed.

Nobody thought that Li Chang An thought so deeply. If he didn't come up much, he would take the lead in the attack and not say anything. If he did, he would kill.

If Gu Qingshan is unprepared or mishandled, he must be caved.

Long guns don't look into the body of Qingshan.

Shot in the head!

Got it!

Li Chang 'an opened his mouth and laughed, but found that the tip of the gun felt wrong.

Again, the man left a shadow in the sky, and he didn't know where he was.

Not good!

Li Chang 'an dragged the long gun back and left.

A cold message came over his head, and he didn't hesitate to shoot him in the air.

The two weapons met in the air, striking a deafening sound.

Li Chang 'an drank violently: "Gotcha, die! ”

Long guns with great wind, whistling through the shadows.

- Shot it out again.