Chapter 1104 The Dance of Sacrifice

The festival dance officially began.

In the dark, a strange feeling permeated Gu Qingshan's thoughts.

He suddenly understood that this was an opportunity.

The sacrificial dance is the most direct, primitive, and unfettered force, which can help him understand many things.

Drum beats.

The first enlightenment came to Gu Qingshan's heart.

It turns out that the gods are the cohesion and master of the rules.

Bringing together a certain rule and making it powerful enough can control everything related to this rule.

for example--

The first rule possessed by the Ghost King of Huangquan is to command the dead.

The first rule possessed by the god of the earth is to command all the hidden objects in the earth.

When the two rules are combined, one obtains a magic skill exclusive to Gu Qingshan.

——Sacrificial Dance · The Call of Sleep.

Now, the twelve war angels have come behind him, ready to fight for him.

The world revealed its truth in front of Gu Qingshan.

"superior!"

Gu Qingshan waved his sword and pointed.

Twelve angels rushed forward, unleashed their most powerful power, and fought against the invisible curse on the suspension bridge.

They are the strongest, destroying a large number of invisible monsters with a single gesture.

Gu Qingshan glanced at it, shook his head and said lightly: "Not enough."

He began to dance with the sword.

The shimmering light on Gu Qingshan's body extended to the long sword, waving a beautiful arc of light.

The killing intent on the long sword was gone, but it showed some kind of compassion and heaviness.

"All come."

he whispered.

In the entire holy heaven, all the angels buried in the ground broke through the ground and flew out from the cemetery.

The skeletons of these angels flew through the sky quickly and fell on the suspended bridge.

They drew out their weapons one after another and fought against the invisible monsters.

Rumble!

The world couldn't bear the intensity of the battle, and let out a violent groan.

next moment.

The mountains in the distance began to crumble.

The land sank.

Stars fall.

The world is crumbling.

Gu Qingshan holds a long sword in his hand, steps lightly, and dances with elegant sword glows.

A new understanding suddenly arises.

——For sentient beings, the earth is the earth.

For the soul, the bodies of living beings are the earth.

The ground is not just the ground, but the body, the dependence, and the manifestation of all sources.

The concept of land is extended.

Gu Qingshan opened his eyes and looked at the hanging bridge.

The twelve invisible monsters fought back and forth with the twelve angels, and the void was blown apart by them.

The power of the curse was exerted to the extreme, and the angels were unable to win, and even the bodies of one or two angels gradually collapsed.

"The ground is the body, and the body is the rules." Gu Qingshan whispered.

The long sword fluttered and flickered, instantly drawing aura in the void.

——Sacrificial Dance·Resurrection.

The bodies of the twelve angels immediately recovered, and their arrogance was high.

Holy radiance emanated from behind their bones, and they seemed to have returned to their peak state back then.

The angels rushed up, fighting non-stop with the invisible monster.

Gu Qingshan closed his eyes and continued to fall into the comprehension of Jiwu.

boom--

As the fighting between the two sides intensified, the sacred world of Paradise began to crumble.

All the living people, along with the residue of the world, sprinkled into the void.

Only the suspension bridge and the church remain suspended.

On the hanging bridge, a restless voice yelled:

"Power of the Earth, don't dance, we can talk!"

All the invisible monsters gathered together and shouted loudly: "The wind of chaos and calamity!"

The wind blows.

This is the wind that can destroy everything.

The twelve angels tried their best to resist the wind of chaos, but their bodies were gradually damaged by the wind.

Gu Qingshan still closed his eyes.

Everything is born of sacrifice dance.

Come, let me gain insight into the truth of the sacrificial dance.

Let me know what the heck this is commemorating.

Where did this dance come from?

Gu Qingshan suddenly let go of the ground sword, flicking the edge of the sword with his fingers.

when!

A clear knocking sound emerged from the long sword and gradually spread into the turbulent flow of the void.

Festival Dance·Call of Sleep!

With the understanding of the rules, this time it is not just about summoning the bones of angels.

In the turbulent void of hundreds of millions of miles, all the bodies with lost souls opened their eyes.

A monster as big as a star.

Insects as small as dust.

Floating unknown corpses.

And in the deeper void, those existences that have never appeared before are all coming towards the holy heaven.

No one knows what they are, let alone where they come from.

They hovered in the sky, circling back and forth in a hurry, as if they were waiting for something.

The twelve angels tried their best to resist the wind of chaos.

Gradually, they are almost unable to resist.

More and more strange existences appeared from the void.

These existences of unknown origin have never appeared in the history of the 900 million-layer world.

All existences surround the void, quietly watching Gu Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan still closed his eyes and said nothing.

— until the last moment.

He opened his eyes and made a weird handprint.

The twelve angels immediately stopped resisting the wind of chaos and flew back behind him.

Gu Qingshan said softly: "Sacrifice."

The twelve angels shouted at the same time: "Sacrifice!"

In the turbulent flow of the void, countless beings shouted together: "Sacrifice!"

The high and low shouts rise and fall like a sung song, forming a melody of its own, as if full of tragic meaning.

At this time, the invisible curse on the suspension bridge seemed a bit dazzling.

All existence in the void, looking towards the hanging bridge.

The invisible curse suddenly let out a piercing scream.

"The sacrifice of the world...damn..."

"Run..."

A gust of wind rises.

Hula-la--

A huge, invisible thing escaped from the hanging bridge.

It left the holy heavenly world, and no one knows where it went.

Gu Qingshan narrowed his eyes, feeling a little regretful.

He took a step back and stepped on it lightly.

It was clearly empty, but his feet stepped on the ground.

——The entire holy heaven world suddenly restored again.

All the buildings, mountains, rivers, and mud were born safely, and the earth supported Gu Qingshan's feet.

Where the god of the earth is, there must be the earth.

"I finally understand."

Gu Qingshan sighed softly, and murmured: "The dance of the earth god, the world is born according to the void, and it can be sacrificed to all the spirits of the world destroyed by the doomsday."

He looked up at the countless strange existences in the void.

They are huge, human-like, with claw-like limbs and no faces.

They all stared at Gu Qingshan, as if they were waiting for something.

——These are the destroyed worlds, the remaining souls of the world.

Yes, in my eyes, the remaining will of the world is also screaming.

Gu Qingshan looked complicated, and took a step forward.

this time.

My own strength is too weak, there is no way to complete this sacrificial dance.

I don't even know what will happen after the sacrificial dance is successfully completed.

——But I have to let them understand one thing.

There is still such a person in the world, and there is still such a hope that can commemorate and appease them.

Yes, one day, I can do it myself.

Gu Qingshan let out a long chant, and danced with his sword.

His movements were extremely slow, revealing a thousand weights.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The desolate drums were deafening, but unexpectedly satisfying.

Gu Qingshan's two swords came out together, dancing slowly.

The surrounding dim light clusters appeared one after another, twinkling around him like stars.

From slow to fast, his whole body is like a vortex of light dancing deeper and deeper.

He suddenly shouted: "The past worlds are destroyed!"

The twelve angels then shouted: "The world is over!"

In the turbulent flow of the void, countless beings mourned together: "Mie!"

Gu Qingshan gritted his teeth, leaped into the air, and shouted again: "When the end comes again, you wait for a fight or not!"

There was a moment of silence in the void.

It seemed that all the emotions burst out with the sound, and the remaining world spirits shouted together: "Fight!"

Gu Qingshan stood in the void, panting loudly.

Just jumping to this level, all his strength is completely consumed.

He was so exhausted that his last bit of spiritual power was exhausted, and he had to fall from the void.

——This is a dance in honor of all the destroyed worlds in the past, but now he is just a monk in the four-pillar holy land, and he really doesn't have the strength to dance anymore.

A hoarse and dry female voice suddenly sounded in the void: "The God of Earth will keep this sacrifice, and will sacrifice to everyone after the dance is completed in the next day!"

The drum beat disappeared.

The void, the world, all beings, everything, everything gradually calmed down.

With the order of the female voice, those who remained in the void guarded for a while, but gradually dispersed.

They quickly disappeared without a trace, and no one knew where they came from and where they went.

for a moment.

All visions subsided.

Gu Qingshan sat down on the ground slumped, with an unwilling expression on his face.

Although the curse was driven away, the injustice in his heart became more and more serious.

Damn, why can't I even appease them?

He raised his hands.

His hands trembled uncontrollably, and he couldn't even hold the sword.

Wu had only just started, all his strength had been completely exhausted, and he could barely sit here at this moment.

A dry and hoarse female voice sounded quietly:

"You are the last inheritor of the sacrificial dance. Let me ask you, do you want to finish this sacrificial dance?"

Gu Qingshan gritted his teeth and said: "Think!"

"Little god, you are too weak, you need to become stronger quickly."

The female voice gradually became illusory, and finally disappeared.