Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

Chapter 397: Do It First

This is almost what the world will do.

Gu Qingshan calmed down instead.

And he said, "What are the demons doing? ”

"They blocked all access to the world of Yellow Springs and blocked the entire world of Yellow Springs. ”

“Why are they so careful when this is already happening? ”

“Because of our residual Yellow Springs artifacts, some are trying to communicate with colorful spears, while others are preventing the creation of ghost kings. ”

Turn around.

Big iron surrounds the top of the mountain.

The seven-color spear is inserted at the top of the mountain.

Five or six rays of light circled around the spear, making a noise from time to time.

That's an ancient weapon from Yellow Springs.

They are trying to make contact with colorful spears.

Turn the picture again.

In one hell of a place, several powerful deceased are killing each other.

Finally, all the others were killed, leaving only two of the strongest.

Two of the strongest casualties were scarred.

They do their utmost to attack each other and compete for the final victory.

Suddenly, a dusk knife emerged from the ground and cut through the bodies of two dead people.

The knife flashed in the middle of the sky.

The two deceased subsequently died and fell asleep again.

This infernal compartment did not produce the strongest dead.

When all the deceased are awakened, they must regain their weight.

In time, the birth of the Ghost King was postponed.

Gu Qingshan thought.

Several hells in the human world have emerged, but have not swept the world.

I'm afraid this is due to the powerful presence of the deceased, who are cautious of each other and busy competing for the Ghost King.

“I'm a soul body. Can I go fight for a ghost king?” Gu Qingshan suddenly asked.

“No, you're just like the dead, but not the real dead. ”

“Well...”

Forget the soul hook suddenly shouted: “Oh no! ”

“What's the matter?” Gu Qingshan asked.

“Another hell has chosen the strongest, and now fifteen have chosen the strongest. ”

“Once the strongest dead are elected in all eighteen hells, the Ghost King battle begins. ”

“Now that there is no god in Yellow Springs, the Ghost King will be the one who commands everything to exist, and we can no longer stop this from happening. ”

Gu Qingshan asked: “Where are the demons? ”

“They're all over the Yellow Springs, just out of hell. ”

“When the demon king destroys the world completely, the six-world barrier will disappear, and then the demon will easily enter every world! ”

“So this can't be stopped? ”

“Yes.”

Forget that Chuan left the soul hook and said, he fell to the ground in darkness, motionless.

Gu Qingshan is also a little irritated.

When you come to Yellow Springs, everything is unheard of.

The demons wreak havoc from the world of Yellow Springs and then occupy six worlds.

Never even heard of such a thing in a previous life.

And the Spear of the Seven Colours, which is the ultimate weapon of the slayer.

Demons are really big pens!

“It's irreparable...” he muttered.

Forget that the soul hook suddenly stood up and said, "Look! ”

Gu Qingshan immediately grasped it and immersed himself in his thoughts.

Only on the mountain surrounded by heavy iron, the seven colored spears flew out a spear shadow.

The spear circled empty.

Suddenly, all yellow spring weapons flying in the middle of the sky were cut to pieces.

These are the weapons of the Yellow Springs Law of the Ancient Era, but they cannot resist an attack by a spear.

At the other end of the mountain range.

Countless demons looked at the scene and made a mockery of the heavens.

Even a few demons of heaven and earth laughed for it.

The demons have been hiding far away on the other side of the mountain from the beginning, watching things quietly.

They are well aware of the power of colorful spears and have been waiting for this scene.

“It's over, it's over...” Forget Kawa-kun's frustrated path.

“Not yet, keep looking.” Gu Qingshan sank.

The light of dozens of starpoints rises from the Great Iron Circuit Mountain.

They fly at high altitudes, slowly moving around a trajectory in the middle of nowhere.

“Thirty-six other ancient weapons!” The soul hook screamed.

“They are forming the Yellow Springs Trapped Demon Formation of the Flood Age! ”

The sound of Forgotten River's soul hook has begun to tremble.

“Is this a good fight?” Gu Qingshan asked.

“Legend has it that in ancient times, there appeared a super horrible demon god, and all eight gods could not fight it together, and eventually they could only trap it with the Yellow Springs Trapped Demon Array, and then throw it into a turbulent stream of voids and let it go away in the void.” Spiritually hooked.

“Are you saying that these weapons want to do the same? ”

“Yes, the array of weapons is unprecedented, and I don't know if they will succeed. ”

Gu Qingshan looked up to the top of the mountain surrounding the Great Iron Mountain.

The seven-color spear stood quietly there, and the golden charm still sealed it.

It rarely makes a move, and I'm sure it's because of this charade.

Gu Qingshan looked at the spear and suddenly asked: “Can nothing really stop the spear? ”

“Yes.”

“Isn't Iron Siege good? ”

“Iron Siege Mountain… is OK, but it doesn't work, we haven't tried it yet. ”

Forget that Chuan left the soul hook and sighed, “The presence of the Iron Siege Mountain is indeed among the three Yellow Springs artifacts, the only one that could possibly block the seven colored spears. ”

“But somehow, it was seriously wounded before the war began. ”

“After the war began, it resisted several colorful spear attacks and was blown away. ”

“And what can you do if you just block a colorful spear? Now that the gods are all dead, even if their wounds heal again, they cannot kill demons all over the Yellow Springs, let alone stop the creation of the Ghost King. ”

“The situation has come to this point, and it and I are artifacts, but nothing can stop them. ”

Forget that Kawakawa is very depressed.

Gu Qingshan patted his forehead, he couldn't help but think of some poverty.

Thirty-six weapons in the sky are slowly brewing the Yellow Springs Trapped Demon Formation.

But even if they're trapped in colorful spears, there are demons and ghosts.

This is an irresistible desperation.

Gu Qingshan sighed for a moment.

"Give me some time, I have to think about it. ”

He walked out a distance, turned his back on two weapons and stood still.

“What's he doing? Time is running out.” The white bird wonders.

It's about to fly over.

Buzz!

A sword flies out of the void to stop the white bird.

“Don't go.” The sword lowered its voice.

“Are you his weapon? He's...” White Birdwalk.

“Shh, shut up and give him a space alone.” Sword of the Earth.

“The Ghost Knife came back,” Forget about the soul hook, "he probably knew too much truth, causing him despair, maybe he needed time to slow down. ”

“So that's it.” White Birdwalk.

"It's not true, he just needs to think, so please keep quiet. ”

The tide sustains a space.

The other three weapons remained silent.

For a while, forget the silence of the river bottom.

Countless currents like undulating mountain rivers, with long light lines, glide over the top of Gu Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan silk does not move.

Is there a way?

What if this is a war?

After a while, his eyes grew brighter.

Gu Qingshan continued thinking and walked back.

“Well, what do you think?” Forget about the soul hook.

Gu Qingshan said: “Time is running out, this matter is troublesome, but it's not completely hopeless. ”

“What, hope? You mean there's still hope?” The white bird excited.

“In the present situation, we all have an old saying. ”

“What do you mean? ”

“Don't think about it so much, do it first. ”