Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

Tick and tick.

Blood keeps falling.

Blurry black shadows lie on the ceiling at the top of Green Mountain.

It spits out a long tongue and wraps around Gu Qingshan's neck, gradually tightening.

Gu Qingshan was indifferent, but revealed his thoughts.

An unknown spirit, using the art of kingdom, pulls itself into a special world.

This thing seems dangerous.

But in fact, the card "The Art of Realm: The Invitation of Darkness” is not a card of the inner world, nor is it a art of the world built by the spelling of cards.

Ultimately, this card has limited power.

Therefore, Gu Qingshan did not take immediate action.

He himself mastered two true techniques of the world.

First, the art of parallel imagination;

Secondly, the technique of time retrospective.

Gu Qingshan already had a certain understanding of building a special world, so when entering an unknown world, he first thought about exploring the characteristics of the art of the world.

In a sense, this is also a kind of technical consultation and exploration.

So...

He didn't move when the long tongue fell from the ceiling.

Long tongue fell behind him, he didn't move.

He was still feeling the technique carefully as his long tongue wrapped around his neck.

Until there was a little ambiguity in my mind, Gu Qingshan raised one hand and pinched a trick.

—— The secret of purity.

This is the most basic technique in the practice world and helps the master to get rid of clutter.

This technique has long been of little use to a master of this grade, Gu Qingshan.

But this time, what Gu Qingshan wants to eliminate is not a misconception.

It's consciousness.

“Spread out!”

He whispered.

Spiritual power gushed out of the Dantian field and poured the magic into his hand. The magic became instant.

Gu Qingshan only realized that his mind was empty, and his whole mind was as clear as a sky, perfect and unobstructed.

Immediately.

Long tongues, blood, cramped rooms, shadows of the shadows and even the entire building disappeared from the sight of Qingshan.

Things change around us.

Gu Qingshan found himself standing in a rich palace.

He turned around.

Behind him, on the other side of the long dining table, sits a dignified middle-aged man.

“How did you find out?” The middle-aged man asked.

Gu Qingshan briefly said: "I have a similar feeling in my mind about the forthcoming battle, so I discovered it. ”

“You are quite sharp with the technique - welcome, take your seats. ”

The middle-aged man indicated that Qingshan was seated.

Gu Qingshan looked at the table and stood still.

“Sorry, I'm not used to having lunch with strangers. ”

He looked at each other and said.

The middle-aged man stood up and graced himself with a bowl of grace before saying:

“Actually, I'm the one who should be sorry - forgive me for taking the liberty of bringing you here this way. ”

“Well, let me introduce myself, I am the king of the Soul Country. ”

The kings?

A man, how can he call himself a king of the ages?

It seemed to see Gu Qingshan's confusion. The middle-aged man thought about it and said, "It would be nice to show you. ”

His body suddenly swelled sharply, turning into a five-metre tall phantom spirit.

Hundreds of faces float to the surface of the spirit.

Their faces are different, their statues are different, and they look at Qingshan together.

This scene is creepy.

Gu Qingshan did not move his voice and hugged his fist. “It's a pleasure to meet you, I don't know what the kings have called me to do. ”

In time, the swollen spirit suddenly shrunk back into the middle-aged man.

He said, "No need to be surprised —— I'm sure you know, monsters can't find the royal soul, so we haven't been eaten, but have been there for countless years in this way. ”

“Please sit down and let's talk slowly.” Middle-aged humane.

“Okay.”

Gu Qingshan sat at this side of the table.

The middle-aged man waved his hand.

The dining table was filled with hot food.

“These are the dishes the kings love, and I guess there's always something to suit your appetite.” The middle-aged man laughed.

Gu Qingshan looked at the dishes.

Whether it's cooking or the art of the world, he naturally understands it and sees some doorways.

These dishes are made of consciousness.

Simply put, it is the realization of the notion.

--Someone has eaten these dishes, read the flavors of the various dishes, and re-presented them with readings.

This way, when others eat these dishes, they can feel the delicious taste of the original food.

Gu Qingshan praised: “Enjoy the hospitality, what a great skill to open my eyes. ”

He picked a knife from the knife and fork on the table and poked it towards a plate of snacks.

The knife was melted into a pair of chopsticks halfway through, securely clamping the snacks and retrieving them.

Gu Qingshan took a sip.

Hmm…

This is a really good flavor to explore a little bit about its original cooking.

He moved the chopsticks again and went to clip the other dishes.

Middle-aged men watched Gu Qingshan and gradually showed appreciation.

The young man changed the knife directly with his own thoughts and turned it into a pair of chopsticks, indicating that he had fully understood the technique and had begun to take an active part in the procedure.

This is a silent warning.

Think of it here, middle-aged men in the right direction:

“I have one thing to ask. ”

“You're so kind, I never eat white food, if you need anything, just say it.” Gu Qingshan continued to taste the food and responded.

“As a king of the ages, I would like to know what happened to my uncharted grandson. ”

“Oh? Which one are you referring to? ”

“The one I gave to his successive kings, who was still defeated by you and finally failed to return to the ruins of the god of life. ”

Gu Qingshan suddenly.

So that's it.

It makes sense that the king's ancestors would spare no effort to initiate such a technique and bring themselves in to inquire about the king's whereabouts.

In a sense, it's also a white haired person giving black haired people.

But how to put it, the king did die a little unjustly.

Gu Qingshan was actually seriously considering it at one time, trying to pull the other into his team.

But the strange spirit did it too quickly, and the king's leather bag flew into the void without knowing where it was going.

So there's no room for it.

Gu Qingshan thought about it and eventually told the story of the king's death in a frank manner.

The middle-aged man listened quietly and was silent for a moment.

Gu Qingshan said sincerely: “I am also very sorry about this, and I apologize for your loss. ”

“Pity? No, we're not sad,” said the middle-aged man with a grim face, "such a worthless death and the eating of our souls is a waste of nothing. ”

Gu Qingshan slightly.

This attitude seems to be somewhat different from what I expected.

If they're not listening to the king's death, then why?

Gu Qingshan asked directly: “With all due respect, why did you pick me up for this operation? ”

The middle-aged man stepped forward: "Of course, to reach an agreement with you, we work with each other to escape from Ansoul Township. ”

His face was more serious than ever.

Gu Qingshan only realized that this was the purpose of the other party.

“Is it not possible for His Majesty, as spirits, to leave the land of peace?” Gu Qingshan asked.

The middle-aged man said faintly: "If we could walk, we would have left already —— as you can see, apart from the souls that have been eaten, this is the only way we can prolong our asthma and wander around in our soul towns for nearly a billion years. ”

“Though our strength continues to grow, the world barrier to peace and soul rests on the oath of the gods, which is absolutely inaccessible unless it is in keeping with the contents of the oath. ”

“You, too, entered here by virtue of that vow of the first man on the crown. ”

Gu Qingshan immediately said: “I think there is no doubt about this - me and my partners are very willing to break the barriers of the world with the kings and escape here. ”

Yeah, anybody would do that.

The two sides had no interests at stake, no contradictions, and only one common goal: to escape from the homeland of peace and soul.

This is the best basis for cooperation.

The middle-aged people nodded slightly, which they also very much agreed with.

He said: "Gu Qingshan, you are a smart man, and you have strong abilities. Strength is weak, but strength is not the most important thing in our plan. ”

Gu Qingshan asked, "What do you want me to do? ”

The middle-aged man paused and fell into silence.

He seems to be remembering something, and it's like there's something that's temporarily hard to talk about.

Long time.

He opened his mouth and said slowly: "Before we can work together, you have to know some information, otherwise it will be a mistake. ”

“What intelligence?” Gu Qingshan asked.

“A hundred million years ago, the divine meteor of life fell.” King's Road.

“Oh, I know, the Seven Spirits have fallen through the battle void. ”

Gu Qingshan continued: “For the survival and reproduction of future generations of Gods, the gods really bowed down, and after death, it is admirable. ”

The middle-aged man's mouth curled slightly to reveal a sarcastic smile.

“After death? ”

The middle-aged man said:

“Other gods I don't know, but the god of life is best at how to survive. How could this great and noble god die? ”

Gu Qingshan stopped and suddenly lost his voice: “Is the god of life still alive? ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said in a tone that did not contain any emotions:

“On the threshold of death, the God of Life, in order to survive, has managed to seize the body of that monster. ”

“For countless years it has been hiding in the land of the soul, resting on the soul of the Gods. ”

“- The Spirit is our existence at different levels and has long since become a god, turned into a ruthless monster. ”

The expression of the middle-aged finally brought a hint of sadness.

“It is perfectly understandable for a monster to feed on the souls of his descendants. ”