Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

Tristad's treasure world.

Ice shell layer.

Flying snow.

The whole world is desolate.

The girl in black sat across from Qingshan and focused on guarding him.

At some point, she suddenly moved.

“I sense that his soul is returning. ”

Smiling away from the shadows.

She stood up from her chair and gently stretched her lazy waist.

“I'm leaving first. Something's happened.” She said to the void.

The tidal sword quickly appeared in shape.

“Buzz -- buzz?” It asks.

“Ah, he'll be back soon, it shouldn't be a big deal, so I can do other things with confidence.” The shadow answered.

“Buzz????” The tide asked again.

“If he wants to find me, he can do it. Besides, I really have important things to do, and there are delays. ”

Waving at the tidal sword in the dark, the whole person did not enter the void and disappeared.

The tidal sword fell into silence.

It's kind of confusing.

Why did she come to him and leave when he was about to wake up?

- Can we just say one or two words before we go?

The next second, Gu Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes.

He stood up from the futon.

“Tide, who's been here? ”

Gu Qingshan looked at the bamboo chair opposite him and asked.

The tide sounded slightly.

Gu Qingshan's face slowly relaxed.

“Is she watching over me? ”

“Buzz!”

The tide lit the handle of the sword.

It also hesitated to look behind Qingshan.

There is nothing but the Six Kingdoms of Divine Mountain Sword, and there is no sign of the Earth's sword.

Gu Qingshan sighed. “At that time, the situation was critical. The sword and I used our full strength to kill the enemy. ”

……

The other side.

The Dark Empress plunged into a turbulent stream of voids and quickly entered another world.

This is a strange world of flowers and seas.

In the sea of flowers, for countless days, the devil sings and enjoys himself.

From the darkness to the depths of the sea of flowers.

Her sisters have been waiting here for a long time.

The primitive demon sits on a tall platform, silent.

“Mother, I'm back.” Out of the dark courtesy.

“Heavenly Robbery just appeared in the world of divine martial arts, Heavenly Demon hijacked you?” Original Demon Mother asks.

“Yes, a Master of Divine Photography, trying to promote the Thousand Kingdoms. ”

“Then why did you delay so long? Note that the storm has begun. ”

“I--”

“You went to him again?” Original Demon Mother asked.

“Yes.” Off the pitch.

“Out of darkness...” The primitive demon sighed.

"Mother forgives me. ”

“No, I don't blame you. ”

A strange look up from the dark, looking at his mother.

At her discretion, the original Demon Mother slowly said: "The whole six ways that the divine world belongs to have changed tremendously, and the laws of heaven and earth are slowly changing. ”

“I have sensed that not only the six worlds, but even the entire outer world, are entering a great catastrophe. ”

“So making more powerful friends at a time like this is a powerful guarantee for us celestial demons. ”

“So go ahead, do something your own way, and your mother is there for you. ”

"Yes, Mother. ”

She did it again for a while, taking a few steps back and not in the void.

Divine Martial World.

A massive heavenly robbery is under way.

Holy to divine photography, divine to thousand robberies, must be both wind and thunder.

The difference is that when a monk is promoted to the realm of God, there will be eight robbers of demons in the storm.

And as you advance to the realm of a thousand hijackings, there will be a demon of sixteen hijackings.

At this point, the Thunder Robbery is long over.

The storm has been around for some time.

In the wind, a monk stood.

Fly out of the void from the shadow and fall into the wind in the middle of the sky.

“I'm late. ”

She nodded to the surrounding celestial witches.

The Witches of the heavens bowed down to salute - they were all under her command.

Looking away from darkness, only in the midst of the wind robbery, the other fifteen types of demons stood breathless and immobilized.

She said strangely, "What's going on? It's been a while since the storm started. Why didn't the Demon King take his men? ”

“Seven demon kings just rushed up with their men, all killed by this man," replied a Witch. ”

“Was the man of this ferry so powerful?” Surprisingly dissident.

“When this man fights, his hand is too fierce, the knife must be divided between life and death, and he completely ignores everything, so everyone has some fear.” The celestial witch replied.

“Did one of our men do it?” Ask from the dark.

“Tried a few times, but this humane resolve, there is no break between the minds, we can't do it.” Another celestial witch.

I can't help but look out for the brother-in-law.

Only the monk was seen wearing a helmet with a mask over his face and a fine armor wrapped around his body.

The monk held a snowy knife and stood silently in the wind, motionless.

All of a sudden, the Eight Ghosts' soldiers emerged from the wind and rushed down towards the monks from the middle of the sky.

The monk moves in shape and rises to the wind.

The fierce knife rose in the air.

Thousands of ghosts, with no enemies, were cut into countless broken arms by the sword.

Tink, tick, tick!

- Boom!

The monk was surrounded by ghosts and couldn't help but make a banging noise.

Immediately afterwards, a demon king peered into the void and struck down the monk, smashing a large pit into the ground.

The demon king said proudly, "Hey, this fool can only attack. I deserve it.”

It's loud and quiet.

Dozens of lines of blood emerged from it, followed by a seventy-eight spread of the body.

Demon King, die!

In the shadow of the sky, the monk stood up again, still standing tall like a spear.

The monk waved a long knife and threw away the blood on it.

That's Demon King's blood.

The demons of all sides, all shocked by fear, did not dare to go forward for a moment.

“Master, what shall we do? ”

A Heavenly Witch asked.

Thoughtful and unanswered, he emerged from the storm.

The monk immediately noticed her.

The monk lifted the knife, but slowly lowered it after seeing the shadow.

It is this reaction that falls out of the sky from the dark.

She stood opposite the monk and gave a gentle gift: “Now that you have seen me, you must have participated in the battle of the gods of the day. ”

Short silence.

Soon, a crisp and delightful female voice rang from behind the face of the monk: “I saw you in the air that day against the Taiwanese monks of different worlds, together with Gu Qingshan. ”

“Yes.” Nodded darkly.

The nun hesitated for a moment and finally couldn't help but ask, "What about him? ”

“He is well, he has just achieved the realm of divinity and is expected to be back in a few moments.” The shadow answered.

The nun stood still and didn't speak, but she felt a long, relaxed breath from the dark.

I don't really care if it goes dark.

After all, Gu Qingshan was a general in the other camp, and saved the whole world. The other party was happy about the situation of Gu Qingshan, and it was a very normal reaction.

“Are you here to stop me from dodging?” The nun continued.

Shaking his head from the dark: “I am in alliance with Gu Qingshan, and I have some roots with you, so we the devil will not be hard on you. ”

“How dare you?” The nun said in surprise.

“Yes, but as one of the robbers of this storm, I have to attack you once, so raise your knife.” Off the dark road.

The nun lifted the knife according to the word.

This knife is two inches longer than the usual knife and has a narrow body, a straight line from the handle to the top of the blade.

This is a straight knife for nuns, much more clever than the wide back curved knife for men.

But such a straight knife was held in the hand of the nun, but with tremendous strength.

Reach out and gently bounce on the knife before dark.

“Okay,” she said.

“Is this... good?” Sister, hold on.

“Well, that's how the wind robbery in Gu Qingshan is.” Off the dark road.

The nun did not speak for a moment and seemed shocked.

“It's also rare," she exclaimed, “I can feel you in your twenties, but you can achieve such a knife technique. It's a gift. ”

She praised the nun, but she was embarrassed.

The nun took the knife and said slightly: “Fantastic, I'm just following my own mind. ”

“What are your thoughts?” Ask from the dark.

“The knife was martyred and never moved on, that's all. ”

The nun said softly.