Chapter 1141 No Matter

The sea of ​​skeletons has long been blasted to pieces.

Gu Qingshan flew all the way.

The blood is like a wind, following his figure, dragging a red shadow on the ground full of broken bones and wreckage.

out the sword.

out the sword.

Keep out the sword.

Any monster that pounces on it will be surrounded by the sword glow dozens of times stronger than itself, and beheaded on the spot.

Only those truly powerful monsters can slightly hinder Gu Qingshan's footsteps.

——He will stop and suppress it with the True Red Demon Spear, so that Mount Sumeru can transform the power within it.

Before he knew it, he had returned to the front line where the human race fell.

Countless humanoid monsters are resting here.

They have human faces, but their bodies are beasts and insects.

The more senior generals are completely reversed. They have the heads of evil spirits, but their bodies are human, and they are also wearing battle armor.

"Who is here?" the patrolling monster shouted.

No reply.

Gu Qingshan threw the true red magic gun into the sky, holding the sword in both hands.

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

A painful roar burst from his throat.

He was like a fallen star, crashing directly into the enemy formation.

boom!

The sword energy surged, overwhelming mountains and seas.

The two swords fluttered up and down, and seven swords were cut out in an instant.

The void shook, but saw a thunder dragon full of electric light soaring into the sky.

Behind this thunder dragon, there are nine more thunder dragons following closely behind, rushing into the sky together.

Heavenly Dragon Soars!

"All - die!"

Gu Qingshan's whole body was full of blood, and he spit out two words.

Ten Thunder Dragons crashed down in response!

I saw countless lightning lights continuously raging in the group of demons and ghosts.

Countless screams joined together.

Gu Qingshan retracted his sword and raised a hand.

The true red magic gun exuding scarlet light fell down and was held tightly by him.

He rushed to the giant ghouls who were still in a dream state.

The red light gathers like threads and disperses like thunder.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Where the magic gun passed, the bodies of giant ghosts that were originally used to attack the city exploded into countless residues, scattered in the strong wind, and completely disappeared.

Invincible!

...

In the deep cave that is not far from the front line, several of the most powerful ghosts quietly sensed this scene.

A demon crushed the skull in his hand, suppressed his anger and said, "The power in him is increasing, and he is destroying our army! No, I'm going to the front line."

"Heh!" A female voice said with sarcasm, "That is the power of the dragon clan in the mythology, and there are two more, depending on you, if you go, you will die."

The ghost shouted loudly before: "Then what do you say!"

"Hee hee hee, it would be a pity to destroy such power... Look at me!"

A woman with an enchanting figure whispered in a low voice.

She stands on countless skulls, poses gracefully, and dances barefoot.

"Wait for me to lure him into the country with the dance of the great heavenly ghost, and then completely destroy his mind, so that he will be driven by us in the future."

The woman danced and chanted a mantra continuously.

The leader of the demon before was relieved, nodded and said: "Forget it, no one can resist your dance, this is the best."

Suddenly, the woman stopped dancing.

She seemed to see something, and her pupils reflected the scene of Gu Qingshan officially dancing the World Festival for the first time in the past.

"Ah... this kind of dance..."

She knelt on the ground fiercely, and said repeatedly: "Forgive me! Forgive me! I won't dare again."

Before she finished speaking, she had turned into a pile of dry bones, fell to the ground, and died.

This scene was so intrusive that the other ghosts were speechless for a while.

If the other party could kill such a powerful demon from a distance of thousands of miles, then there would be no point in fighting this war.

Suddenly a voice came from a high place:

"It's okay, that cultivator happens to have the ability to restrain the Great Heavenly Ghost Dancer, but it doesn't actually kill us directly."

The ghosts waited for a while.

Sure enough, the cultivator didn't realize it at all, and was still killing and killing among the strange waves on the front line.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let go of the thing we sealed up—no matter how strong he is, he can't be stronger than that thing."

"Okay, as it should."

Seven or eight ghost leaders responded one after another, opening their mouths and chanting spells together.

front.

A small black spot suddenly appeared in the depths of the sky.

The leaders of all the ghosts sensed this scene, and stopped their spells one after another, showing expressions of watching the show.

I saw the black dot flying across the sky and hitting the ground, making a deafening sound.

——It is indeed a heavy jade coffin!

The ethereal fairy voice came from the coffin, as if telling the history before the ancient years.

The fairy sound gradually disappeared, and knocking sound came from the coffin.

Who is in this coffin?

Why did he strike?

Suddenly, there was a roar not far away.

Gu Qingshan stared at the coffin, trembling all over.

He was almost unable to restrain the erosion of the power of the dragon clan.

Too much power made him fall into extreme pain, and he had no time to think about everything.

A series of gurgling sounds sounded from the fairy jade coffin, as if some kind of inexplicable existence was investigating the situation outside.

It released its divine sense and locked Gu Qingshan unscrupulously.

"food--"

A strange tone sounded from the coffin.

Before he finished speaking, Gu Qingshan grabbed the ground sword and rushed towards the fairy jade coffin.

Holy land, a thousand and one times the weight!

Earth decision—two million soul powers!

The brilliance of the sword light hit the coffin hard.

The entire fairy jade coffin was sent flying out, disintegrated into countless pieces in the air, and even the existence inside was cut off by Gu Qingshan with a sword before even appearing on the stage!

"Ah ah ah!"

Gu Qingshan couldn't bear the pain all over his body, he looked up to the sky and roared.

The deep cave.

All the ghosts were speechless.

Snapped!

The sound of the skull being crushed sounded.

The voice before said gloomyly: "In that case, please Master Yaofeng take action."

A ghost general said anxiously: "Once Master Feng makes a move, we will honor ten thousand of our subordinates."

"It's okay, as long as there are living beings, the subordinates can recreate them, but this practitioner must die!"

"……yes."

After dozens of breaths.

Gu Qingshan has almost killed all the monsters on the front line.

Suddenly, he felt something in his heart and raised his head suddenly.

The sky was shrouded in a cloud of fire, emitting a strange red light.

A lazy voice sounded:

"Is that what you are?"

Gu Qingshan gritted his teeth, letting the blood flow all over his chin.

His whole body and even his soul ached so badly that he couldn't answer.

——Forget it, there is no nonsense to talk about!

He suddenly dispersed a burst of black mist, dyeing the entire front line.

Become a dragon!

In an instant, the black mist condensed into a dragon shape, slowly passing from the frontline camp.

Roar! ! !

A dragon-shaped monster made entirely of black mist roared.

This black dragon rushed directly into the sky, directly into that piece of fire cloud!

In the fire cloud, a voice full of shock and anger suddenly sounded:

"Bastard—you—"

A long dragon roar covered the other party's words.

The flaming demon phoenix and the sleeping black dragon, these two incomparable monsters started a fight!

The wind is everywhere, and the rain of fire falls on the world.

The entire sky alternates between light and darkness.

Such a battle is like the end of the world.

Among the demons watching from a distance, someone finally spoke up: "My lord, they seem to be unable to tell the winner for a while, should we—"

"Need not!"

The commanding voice from before sounded.

With a sense of winning, the voice said: "I don't know if you have noticed that, although the black dragon is getting braver as he fights, but after all, his power comes too fast, and his mind is gradually lost."

"Once lost, he is on our side!"

All the demons felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough.

Fortunately so.

...

the other side.

Tianxian Ancient City.

Except for Gu Qingshan, all the monks who have crossed the robbery have arrived.

They stood in front of Xie Daoling, ready to obey the orders of the great monk who had crossed Mount Sumeru.

Xie Daoling did not speak, but quietly watched the murals on the wall of Tianxian Ancient City with his hands behind his back.

Those murals tell the myths and legends of an extremely distant age.

Xie Daoling looked at it with a look of memory.

"I... seem to have some impression..."

She murmured, and the spiritual power in her body gradually increased.

The fluctuation of her spiritual power at the Heavenly King Realm is gradually increasing.

All the monks were shocked.

Looking at a mural can improve one's cultivation?

What is the origin of this mysterious Sect Master Xie?

Everyone was thinking, Xie Daoling suddenly stopped.

distance.

A breeze came from the distant front.

Xie Daoling suddenly turned around.

"Sword Qi..."

"It's so confusing...not good, this is Qingshan!"

She stopped looking at the murals, took out a handful of copper coins and threw them out.

Jingle!

Copper coins fell to the ground one after another, forming a hexagram.

Xie Daoling glanced at it, and immediately shouted: "Everyone is ready, let's go to the front line to save Gu Qingshan!"

The monks hesitated a little.

if--

If Xie Daoling continues to increase his strength here, this Sumeru Mountain Tribulation will be fine.

What is she doing at the front?

Gu Qingshan is a sword cultivator at the Yemo Heaven Realm, won't he escape if he can't beat him?

One person said: "Gu Daoyou is a sword cultivator, so he is naturally willing to fight on the front line. You might as well continue to appreciate the murals here and increase your strength."

"Yes," another person echoed, "The stronger your strength, the greater the hope of overcoming this tribulation."

"As for Gu Daoyou... Excuse me, you can't protect him all the time, he needs to hone his sword skills."

"At the beginning Mount Sumeru assigned him to the front-line observation tower, maybe there was a certain deep meaning."

Xie Daoling shook his head and said, "Profound? I only know that his situation is very dangerous now."

Her figure suddenly grew up gradually, from a little girl to an alluring beauty.

A more vast power emanated from her body.

This strength is almost twice as strong as before!

All the monks stared blankly at her true face, feeling her strength, and forgot to speak for a while.

It is really incomprehensible that her power has surpassed the peak of the King Zizai.

"If you don't go, I will go by myself."

Xie Daoling suddenly disappeared from the crowd.

She rushed into the sky and flew rapidly through the sea of ​​clouds.

ahead.

At the end of the sky, business is getting stronger.

Infinite darkness and fire spread out between the heaven and the earth, like a hell that melts all living beings.

Xie Daoming could not help squinting his beautiful eyes as he felt the breath.

Infinite killing intent suddenly gushed out from her body, shocking all living beings in all directions.

She murmured softly: "Whether it is Mount Sumeru or those demons, whoever dares to touch my disciples, I will kill them."