Chapter 1591 Fight!

Gu Qingshan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes flicked across the undead in the river of death.

The murderous aura on the other side has stagnated to the extreme.

This is a sign of a shot at any time.

It seems that these undead have already identified the affiliation of the doomsday, and they no longer accept Gu Qingshan's statement.

But these are trivial matters, Gu Qingshan moved his eyes and landed on the other him.

This is Shadow of Doom, replicating many of his abilities.

This guy is trouble.

——We must kill this guy first.

It is best not to give him any chance to make a move!

Killing intent surged in Gu Qingshan's heart, his face was calm as usual, and he said to the clone: ​​"Hey, do you really think that you can defeat me by copying my attack?"

Dragon curse!

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

——Success!

Both of them yelled out the other's title, this is the Azure Dragon Curse.

Both of them were yelled at by each other again——

This is the Red Dragon Curse!

Although neither of them agreed, silence is also a kind of agreement.

The Dragon Curse is so unreasonable!

——Right now, neither of them can move, nor can they attack each other.

Gu Qingshan tried it, and found that he really couldn't move, and couldn't help but feel more murderous.

Others can't see the clues, but the fat man can see it clearly.

He put up a sign:

"Brother Gu, why did you leak the Dragon Curse? This is a very bad thing!"

Gu Qingshan glanced at him.

In the far sky, suddenly there was a sharp sword cry.

Gu Qingshan's mind turned into a sword formula, and he urged it lightly.

Steep Mutation——

A cold stream of light crossed a long distance and arrived in an instant, piercing through the replica Gu Qingshan.

Six Worlds Divine Mountain Sword!

The strength of the long sword is endless, dragging the replica and flying out, directly nailing it to the dark giant wall.

The replica opened its eyes wide and looked at Gu Qingshan in confusion.

"Obviously you have also been under the Dragon Curse—why—" He struggled to ask.

hum! ! !

Fei Jian seemed to be uneasy, let out a sharp cry, and shook the replica Gu Qingshan's heart, bursting out countless dark sword shadows.

The blood mist exploded violently, changing from thick to light in the fierce sword wind, and gradually disappeared.

The replica, Gu Qingshan, was directly killed and no longer existed.

The dragon curse on Gu Qingshan's body was lifted immediately.

The Six Realms Divine Mountain Sword flew back contentedly and landed beside Gu Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan looked at the blood mist, and said lightly: "Just because you can't draw a sword, doesn't mean I can't draw a sword either."

Shannu's voice sounded in his heart:

"Young master, I have rescued that man and put him in a safe place."

"Thank you." Gu Qingshan said.

- The first mission has now been completed.

We have to find a way to go to the northwest to find some of the remains of the frozen corpse.

But in the current situation, once the Flame Skull discovers that the remains of the frozen corpse are in the doomsday cemetery, it will definitely summon all doomsdays crazily, just to grab the remains of the frozen corpse.

Gu Qingshan looked at the flame skull.

It was raising the bone staff and shouting loudly: "Atley, the plan can't be delayed any longer, kill this god of death immediately!"

Atley waved his hand and ordered: "All undead, go! Kill him!"

The undead are ready to charge——

But they stood still and couldn't move at all.

Qinglong curse, bound!

The words that Gu Qingshan said before have successfully stabilized all the undead.

"It doesn't matter, leave the Dragon Curse to me to solve." Bai Yankuu said.

It stomped the bone staff on the ground.

boom--

A layer of white flame spread from the bottom of the stick, quickly covering all the undead.

The undead regained their mobility one after another.

Roar! ! !

They swung their weapons and rushed towards Gu Qingshan.

Atley stood on the back of the death dragon and shouted loudly: "River of death, you will appear in the living world and rule all living people!"

Rumble rumble——

The dark river spread faster, and all the ground it touched turned into sand and completely melted in the raging river.

The river of death spread, quickly turning the entire doomsday cemetery into a dark ocean.

More and more dead people emerged from the river.

They raised their weapons one after another, looking at Gu Qingshan eagerly.

Just a few breaths.

Looking down from the sky, there are raging dark rivers in all directions, and densely packed undead occupy every place.

The encirclement has been formed!

Fatty really got nervous this time.

The outside was sealed and there was no way to get out.

The dead can never be finished.

If the God of Death and the Dragon of Death were killed by the undead, it would be a joke for thousands of years.

If you run away—

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

Look at Gu Qingshan again.

There were only a bunch of skeletons in front of him.

These skeletons are the lowest existence in the river of death, what role can they play?

"Brother Gu, hurry up and call some people."

The fat man hastily held up the sign and said.

Gu Qingshan said: "My power of death is indeed unprecedentedly strong, but the doomsday seems to completely infect the undead, turning them into half-doom and half-undead creatures, so I can't summon them anymore."

"In other words, we only have these skeletons?" The fat man raised his sign again.

"Correct." Gu Qingshan said.

The fat man was stunned, feeling somewhat desperate.

Gu Qingshan's eyes turned cold, he looked at the approaching undead, and continued: "Fatty, we must go together, and we must fight hard to survive."

The fat man gritted his teeth, and quickly wrote a sign: "I killed in the river of death for several days and nights. Although I can easily absorb the power of this garbage, I won't be too tired, but my saliva has been vomited dry - how about it, I cast the Dragon Curse, Brother Gu, you pee pee pee."

Gu Qingshan was stunned for a moment before he realized that it was referring to breathing out dragon's breath.

However, the dragon of death can absorb the power of others at will?

This dragon spell—

In the blink of an eye, an idea came to Gu Qingshan's mind.

He quickly asked: "Fatty, it's about to be a battle of life and death, tell me quickly, what is the use of your dragon curse."

The fat man thought about it, and couldn't help but take out a small note from his arms, and quietly stuffed it into Gu Qingshan's hands.

Gu Qingshan took a look and saw two lines of instructions written on the note:

"Caution: Burn after reading."

"The Death Dragon Curse can absorb certain designated things from the enemy - life, magic power, strength, blood, wisdom, spiritual power, wish power, etc. It can take effect only by chanting, but it can only take effect in one day or the like. Designate a thing to draw from."

"This absorbed power can be used by oneself, or given to comrades."

After Gu Qingshan read all the words, the note was burned up immediately.

Around the two of them, densely packed undead surged up.

The encirclement is getting smaller and smaller.

Gu Qingshan turned a blind eye, and asked in a deep voice: "Have you appointed your strength today?"

The fat man shook his head.

Gu Qingshan said: "Okay, you designate your vows today, and when I call you, release the dragon curse to replenish my vows."

"But how do we fight now?" the fat man raised his sign and asked.

"I'll go first."

After Gu Qingshan finished speaking, he took a deep breath and made a pose.

Immediately, several skeletons retreated from the front row, put down their weapons, and stood beside him.

The skeletons performed the same dance.

Among thousands of troops, they are ready to dance.

next second.

An illusory female chant softly.

The melodious sound of the flute gradually spread to all directions.

The atmosphere changed quietly.

A hoarse female voice suddenly appeared, and said in Gu Qingshan's ear: "I just danced the warm-up dance once, and now I'm going to the formal dance, isn't it too urgent?"

Gu Qingshan gently shook his shoulders, and responded: "I want to try some new dance ideas."

"Oh? I'll wait and see."

The hoarse female voice responded with interest, and gradually fell silent.

Oh oh—————

The majestic call came out of nowhere.

A melodious piano sounded.

The chanting of a mellow female voice fluttered.

suddenly.

The drum beat came in.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang!

Horn blasts—

Woo————————————————

Someone was yelling, "Su Hey Su Hey Su Hey Su Hey!"

The impact of the heavy bass sounded suddenly.

The skeletons straightened their skeletons, raised their hands together, and twisted their waists and pelvis.

Festival dance, get up!

In line with the music, Gu Qingshan spread his hands upwards, waving towards the surging undead rushing forward.

blah blah blah——

The undead who were charging were waved by him, and immediately dropped all their weapons and rolled to the ground. Their muscles, hairs and skins were scattered, leaving only their bones.

They knelt on the ground and kowtowed in repentance.

Gu Qingshan's eyes moved, and he shouted: "Transform!"

In the void in front of his eyes, rows of dense prompts frantically swiped the screen.

"You are the priest of the Dance of Deathmatch."

"You have mastered the power of world belonging."

"You are changing the world belonging of the undead you have designated."

"All the designated undead are being transferred to the Six Paths."

Gu Qingshan grinned.

A pure black scepter was casually inserted on the ground beside him.

At the top of the scepter, a crimson glow glowed from the eye sockets of the one-horned ghost king.

"Fatty, it's your turn!"

Gu Qingshan jumped and kicked for a while, calling out in a low voice.

The fat man stood behind holding a "..." sign, his eyes were wide open, and he didn't react for a while.

"Fatty!" Gu Qingshan shouted.

The fat man just woke up like a dream.

He threw down the sign and said with a big laugh: "Sure enough, it's the person Long Zu likes, but it's different."

A dark gray breath emanated from him.

boom!

The dead fat man soared into the sky, turning into a giant dragon hundreds of meters long in the sky.

The dragon soars in the billowing wind.

Its pair of vertical pupils looked towards the boundless river of death, revealing cruelty and ruthlessness.

Suddenly, it spit out a voice, shaking the audience:

"Yo——"