Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

Gu Qingshan walked in the direction of the palace, releasing his thoughts and carefully looking around him.

Everyone showed a look they were used to, but didn't pay too much attention to him.

People are looking at the entrance to the hall.

Dozens of powerful demons, carrying a variety of boxes, boxes, and space storage devices, line up to walk into the palace.

Gu Qingshan closed his eyes.

He can feel powerful fluctuations in some boxes and boxes.

Looks like some very powerful treasure.

- What are you doing here?

Renee Doyle seems to be preparing something, not letting herself tell the story.

In view of this, Gu Qingshan immediately cautioned.

As his attitude changed, the absence of music on his ear enhanced a lot.

Mm-hmm.

What the hell is going on? Did you inadvertently trigger "The Dance of Death”?

Only a small line of fireflies appeared on the God of War interface:

“You're ready for intelligence. ”

“You are focused on your current mission and ready to fight. ”

“The Dance of Death is inspired by this call and is forming a prototype. ”

Gu Qingshan was silent.

“God of War interface, what the hell is going on with this dance, you know?” He asked silently.

“I don't know." answered the god of war interface.

The soul pulled away silently.

Gu Qingshan glanced at the change in the soul power value and was dissatisfied: “Don't you know three words to send me away? You know something about this music, don't you? ”

The voice of this god of war interface is a little more serious: “Not quite. In fact, this layer of festival dance is the beginning of a strange side power. It is deeply understanding your personal style, thus generating an irreplaceable, personal 'death dance'. Until the dance is completely generated, this interface cannot predict its direction. ”

On the interface, soul power is deducted twice in a row.

Gu Qingshan's eyebrow jumped and asked: “Why deduct it twice? ”

“You asked two questions.” The god of war interface.

Debuckle your soul strength again.

Gu Qingshan looked at his little remaining soul strength, which is honest.

He stopped asking and kept moving forward.

I was thinking, there was a woman whimpering in her ear.

--Lynn swept past her and walked toward the hall.

By the way, she is a twelve-wing angel, the strongest of the angel kingdom, naturally entitled to enter the palace.

The three ghost lords are also with Renee Doyle.

Gu Qingshan glanced back and landed on the evil ones holding treasures again.

… there may be something important to discuss.

He accelerated his footsteps and walked towards the hall.

……

In the grand hall.

Lynn arrived first.

The three ghost lords are all here, as are the angels of power.

Renee Doyle sits high on the throne and looks serious.

"To open all the treasures, we need to see what works in this critical moment. ”

Lynn shook her head: “I know you've been collecting a lot of treasures all these years, but how can these treasures be used against that eye? ”

Hundreds of grievances is the real name of the firecracker owner, he thought slightly, "In fact, in the six rounds, each round of the world has a delimiting artifact, infinite power. I think about it, I always think I should be able to deal with that eye. ”

Lynn smiled disdainfully and said, "Have you ever found a delimiting artifact? ”

He sighed and said: "Yes, but unfortunately...”

“Too bad it's a bunch of pieces.” The giant ghost master answered.

Everyone is silent.

Renee Doyle sighed and said, "Gentlemen, life and death are only moments away. Who can think of a way to deal with that eye? ”

No one answered.

The atmosphere gradually plunged into despair as the palace became silent.

Suddenly someone reported, "Here comes Hung. ”

The next second, the sky flashed and appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone looked at him.

He laughed and prayed:

“I've seen the Empress, I've seen all the ghost lords, angels. ”

The voice had just fallen and suddenly there was music playing from behind him.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom, boom, boom--

The rhythmic sound disappeared once.

Once again, the hall is silenced.

Renee Doyle: “…”

Three Ghosts: “…”

Lynn: “…”

Gu Qingshan was frozen and his heart was chaotic.

I just came in to say hello, ready to stand by honestly, without saying a word.

Why does this pop up all of a sudden with background music?

The point is, you can give me a dance, and now they're all here, and I'll just kill them.

What do you mean, give me a background music?

He looked at the people, and saw them staring at him, and his face was filled with Mocha's name.

"Sin, what did you just do? ”

- He's a flawless father.

He was killed by Gu Qingshan in the past, or he made a plea for grievances, and brought the fairy art back to life.

As soon as Gu Qingshan heard this, he knew it was an opportunity to explain to himself. He hugged his fist and apologized. “I'm sorry, I've been studying the mysterious side of punch music recently. After this war, I will dedicate myself to listening to it. ”

He glanced at the god of war interface.

Only a small line of fireflies has been brushed on the interface:

“The death dance based on your personal style is starting. ”

“Step one: Background music. ”

“Personal style is being determined. ”

“You've earned Dead Fight Dance appearance music, which is being organized. ”

“Attention, you cannot control this music. ”

“It will feel your personal charm and gradually form exclusive music that is absolutely right for you. ”

Gu Qingshan's face was wooden and asked silently: "My personal style is‘ boom boom '? ”

“Still in the making, this dance will take a number of attempts to identify your music. ”

“In addition, based on the full testing of the interface, you will need to pay 10,000 souls immediately to discover the direction and obtain information about the direction. ”

“Pay.” Gu Qingshan bit his teeth.

10,000 souls have been deducted.

The god of war interface is serious: “In fact, in your personal capacity, as your extraordinary culinary master, the honor of the ghost king of the Yellow Springs world, the new inheritance of strange dance steps, the artist of German art, the founder of the epoch of order, the heir of the ancestors of Bandung, the cleaner of the ice in the flowers, plus your experience of hundreds of wars, the success of saving countless worlds of kung fu, your appearance music will never be just this ridiculous‘ bang bang bang '——”

“So?” asked Gu Qingshan.

“In addition to ‘boom', there may be ‘awkward'," said the god of war interface. ”

Gu Qingshan's disappointed head lowered.

What can we say now?

In front of all eyes, he could only remain calm and lift his head again, apologizing for his fists.

Renee Doyle's heart was troubled and she was too lazy to ask, just saying: "Consider celebratory music after victory now, some too soon, and we need to find a way to deal with that eyeball right now. ”

“Yes.” Gu Qingshan nodded.

Lynn stood aside and glanced at him, but her heart was like a river falling over the sea.

Renee Doyle and the demons have never seen this style, and it's normal not to understand anything about it.

But when Lynn returned from ancient times, she was cut to pieces by similar music.

She had also seen Gu Qingshan dance at the ceremony of the Earl of Thorn Birds.

She was so impressed with this style of music.

The traceability, in fact, this sacrificial dance is the unintentional treasure of the ancient first strong.

Lynn, as an ancient people, is naturally more aware of this!

She thought back and forth about the music and finally found that familiar feeling.

No mistakes.

No mistake.

This dance is absolutely inherited from the old man!

But the sky is perfect...

No, the old man only has a heir like Gu Qingshan. How can this little white face get this dance?

At this moment, countless thoughts poured through Lynn's heart.

Remembering just now outside the palace, God dared to make a public fool of himself...

Is it...

Lin tightened her fist and wanted to go up and ask clearly immediately.

But now is not the time!

She looked around.

I see people either looking at the treasures or sighing at the sky and showing their indiscretions.

Lynn bit her teeth, still couldn't hold them, and quietly turned to the sky to preach:

“Hmm?”

This voice “Eun” contains a rich meaning. Those who understand naturally understand that if it is truly flawless, it will only be unknown.

When this voice passes, Gu Qingshan can't help it.

If Lynn doesn't know, there's nothing wrong with blindfolding. After all, the situation is critical, the strong enemy is on the side, how can it be rounded down?

But if Lynn had asked, she wouldn't have lied to herself.

So...

Next...

Gu Qingshan had to wear his scalp hard and his face did not change color.

“Mmm.”

Lynn listened quietly to this response and her beautiful eyes slowly narrowed.