Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

Gu Qingshan glanced slightly, his eyes crossed from the dead spirits in the river of death.

The killer across the street has stalled to the extreme.

This is a sign of readiness.

It seems that these dead spirits have long determined the fate of the end, and no longer accept Gu Qingshan's assertion.

However, these are small things. Green Mountain's eyes moved and he fell on the other one.

This is the shadow of the end, replicating many of his abilities.

This guy's in trouble.

- We have to kill this guy first.

Better not give him any shot!

Gu Qingshan's heart was full of killing intentions and his face was calm as usual. He said to the Duplicant: "Hey, do you really think you can beat me by replicating my attack? ”

Dragon spell!

Duplicants snorted coldly and said: "Gu Qingshan, you are going to die here today, believe it or not? ”

- Strike!

Both shouted each other's name, it was the Blue Dragon Curse.

Both of them were shouted again--

It's a Red Dragon spell!

Silence is a promise, even though neither of them has said yes.

The dragon spell is so irrational!

At the moment, neither of them can move or attack each other.

Gu Qingshan tried it and found that he really couldn't move. He couldn't help but kill himself more than three points.

Others can't see it, but fat people can see it clearly.

He put up a brand:

“Brother Gu, how did you get the dragon spell out? This is a big deal! ”

Gu Qingshan looked at him.

In the deep sky, suddenly comes a sharp sword.

Gu Qingshan's heart was transformed into a sword technique, gently pressed.

Mutational steepness--

A sprinkle of forest cold light spanned a long distance and came instantly, piercing the replica Gu Qingshan.

Six Kingdoms Sword!

The sword is endless, dragging the replica out and nailing it directly onto the dark wall.

The reproduction opened its eyes, and the inexplicable look turned to Gu Qingshan.

“You're under a dragon spell, obviously —— why?" He wanted to keep asking.

Bum!!!

The flying sword seemed to have a rough mind, making a sharp squeal. At the heart of Qingshan Qingshan, the reproduction broke out countless dark swordshadows.

The blood fog broke out violently and faded from thick to light in the fierce sword wind.

The replica Gu Qingshan was directly cut off and no longer existed.

Gu Qingshan's dragon curse was lifted.

The Six Kingdoms Shenshan Sword only flew back satisfactorily and landed on Gu Qingshan's side.

Gu Qingshan looked at the blood mist and said softly: “You can't use your sword, which doesn't mean I can't use mine. ”

The mountain woman's voice rang in his heart:

“Son, I've saved the man and put him in a safe place. ”

“Thank you.” Gu Qingshan Road.

- The first task has now been completed.

There is also a need to find a way northwest to find some of the remains of the ice-covered corpse.

However, in the present situation, once the remains of the frozen corpse are discovered by the Skeleton of Light in the graveyard of the Last Day, it will definitely summon the Last Day wildly, only to seize the remains of the frozen corpse.

Gu Qingshan looked at the flaming skeleton.

He was lifting his scepter and shouting, “Atley, the plan can't be delayed any longer, kill this Reaper now! ”

Attlee waved the command: "All dead spirits, go! Kill him!”

Dead spirits have gathered momentum to prepare for a storm--

But they couldn't move.

Blue Dragon Curse, chaos!

Before that, Gu Qingshan succeeded in anchoring all the dead spirits.

“It's okay, I'll take care of the dragon spell.” White Flame Skull.

It stamped the scepter on the ground.

Boom...

A layer of white flame spreads from the base of the wand, quickly covering all the dead.

Dead spirits have restored their ability to act.

Ho!!!

They waved their weapons and rushed towards Qingshan.

Atley stood on the back of that dragon of death and shouted, “River of Death, you will appear in the realm of life and rule over all living people! ”

Boom, boom, boom.

The Dark River is spreading faster, and the earth it touches is completely turned into mud sand and completely dissolved in the raging water of the river.

The waters of the Dead River spread, quickly turning the entire doomsday cemetery into a dark ocean.

An increasing number of the deceased have emerged from the river.

They raised their weapons, and their desire for stupidity turned to Qingshan.

Short interest rate.

Looking down from the sky, all sides are flooded with dark river water, and the dead spirit of dense numbness occupies every place.

A perimeter has been formed!

The fat bastard got really nervous this time.

It's sealed. It's impossible to get out.

The dead will never be killed.

If Reapers and Dragons of Death were killed by the Dead, it would be a joke for 10,000 years.

If you run away...

The doomsday cemetery is rapidly turning into a river of death. Where else can we escape?

Take another look at Gu Qingshan.

He only had a pile of skulls in front of him.

These skulls are the lowest in the river of death. What can they do?

“Brother Gu, summon some men. ”

Fat bastard rushed to raise the sign.

Gu Qingshan said: “My power of death is truly unprecedented, but the end of the day seems to completely infect the dead spirits and turn them into half-end and half-end spiritual creatures, so I can't summon them. ”

“So these are the only skeletons we have?” Fat bastard plays cards again.

“Right.” Gu Qingshan Road.

The fat bastard stayed put and got a little desperate.

Gu Qingshan's eyes turned cold and looked at the approaching dead spirits. He continued: "Fat man, we have to fight together to live. ”

Fatty bit his teeth and quickly wrote a sign: "I killed for a few days and nights in the river of death. Though I could absorb the power of these garbage at random, I wasn't too tired, but my saliva dried up - so I put out a dragon spell, Brother Gu you bam. ”

Gu Qingshan stunned for a moment before realizing that what he was saying was that he was spitting dragon breath.

But can the Dragon of Death absorb the power of others?

This dragon spell...

Between the spark stones, Gu Qingshan's heart began to think.

He asked quickly: "Dead fat man, it will be a battle between life and death soon. Tell me what your dragon spell is really useful. ”

The fat man couldn't help but feel a small note from his arms and snuggle it into Gu Qingshan's hands.

At first glance, Gu Qingshan saw only two lines of instructions on the note:

“Note: Read and burn. ”

“The Dragon of Death spell draws something designated from the enemy - life, magic, power, blood, wisdom, spiritual power, willpower, etc. - and takes effect only with remembrance, but in a day or so, only one can be designated. ”

“This drawn strength can be used on its own or given to comrades. ”

Gu Qingshan read all the text, the note burned out.

Around two people, the dead spirits of dense numbness swept up.

The perimeter is getting smaller and smaller.

Gu Qingshan looked at him without seeing him. “Have you designated a power today? ”

The fat man shook his head.

Gu Qingshan said: "Okay, you specify the wisdom today. When I call you, I will release the dragon spell to replenish my wisdom. ”

“But how do we fight now?” Fatso raised the sign and asked.

“I'll go first. ”

Gu Qingshan finished, took a deep breath and put on a position.

Suddenly, several skeletons returned from their front-line positions, dropped their weapons and stood beside him.

Skulls dance the same way.

Of all the thousands of horses, they are ready to dance.

Next second.

A vain woman whispered.

The flute sounded loud and gradually spread all over the place.

The atmosphere changed quietly.

Sha Du's voice suddenly appeared, in Gu Qingshan's ear: “Just one warm-up dance, go to the formal dance, isn't it too urgent? ”

Gu Qingshan shook his shoulder gently and responded: “There are some new dance ideas I would like to try. ”

“Oh? I'll see. ”

The Dumb Woman's voice responded with interest and gradually became silent.

Ohhhhhhhh ——————

The roaring cry came from nowhere.

A wave of violin sounded.

Wan Wan's female voice sang floating.

Suddenly.

The drums are coming in.

Knock, knock! Boom!

Knock, knock! Knock, knock!

Trumpet Heaven -

Woo-------- Buzz------

Someone was yelling, "Sue, Sue, Sue, Sue, Sue! ”

The impact of the heavy bass sounded suddenly.

The skulls held up against the skeleton and raised their hands high, twisting their hips and pelvis.

Festival dance, up!

Gu Qingshan accompanied the music, spread his hands upwards, waved to the spirits of the surge coming forward.

lā lā lā lā--

The spirits in the assault waved at him, dropping all their weapons, rolling all over the ground, and scattering all their muscle fur sacs, leaving only white bones.

They knelt on their knees and could not hold their heads to confession.

Gu Qingshan's eyes moved and drank: “Transform! ”

In the void in front of him, a line of clandestine numbness prompts brushed the screen wildly.

“You are the priest of the dance of death. ”

“You mastered the power that the world belongs to. ”

“You are transforming the world belonging to the spirits you have designated. ”

“All designated dead spirits are being transformed into six attributions. ”

Gu Qingshan grinned.

A pure black scepter was stuck on the ground by his hand.

At the top of the scepter, the orbit of the unicorn ghost was red.

“Fatso, it's your turn! ”

Gu Qingshan jumped a tap and lowered his voice.

The fat man stood behind him with a sign of "...” with his eyes open and round, he didn't react for a moment.

“You fat fuck!” Gu Qingshan drank.

Fatso, this is the first time you wake up.

He dropped the sign and laughed. “It turns out it's the one Dragon Joe loves. It's just different. ”

A dark grey aura dissipated from him.

Boom!

The fat bastard rises and turns into a giant dragon hundreds of meters in the sky.

The dragon soars in the wind.

Its vertical gaze toward the infinite river of death reveals cruelty and ruthlessness.

Suddenly, it opens with a sound, trembling all over the field:

“YO————”