Chapter 397

It's almost like the world is about to fall.

Gu Qing Shan instead became quiet.

He said again: "What are the demons doing?"

Wang Chuan Li Soul Hook said: "They blocked all the passages that could enter the Yellow Spring World, and blocked the entire Yellow Spring World."

"It's already like this, why are they still so careful?"

"Because of our remaining Huangquan artifacts, some are trying to communicate with the colorful spears, while others are preventing the emergence of ghost kings."

The screen turns.

Datiewei Peak.

Colorful spears are stuck on the top of the mountain.

Five or six streams of light circled around the spear, making a sound from time to time.

That is Huang Quan's ancient weapon.

They are trying to make contact with the colorful spears.

The screen turns again.

In a hell, several powerful dead are fighting.

Finally, the other dead were killed, leaving only the two strongest dead.

The two strongest dead were bruised.

They do their best to attack each other and fight for the final victory.

Suddenly, a long yellow knife emerged from the ground and cut across the bodies of the two dead.

The long knife flashed away in mid-air.

The two deceased died and fell asleep again.

This battle of hell did not produce the strongest dead.

After all the dead wake up, they must fight again.

In terms of time, the birth of the ghost king was delayed.

Gu Qingshan was thoughtful.

Several hells in the human world have appeared, but they have not yet swept the world.

I'm afraid this is because the powerful beings among the dead are on guard against each other and are busy competing for ghost kings.

"I am a soul body, can I go to fight for the ghost king?" Gu Qingshan asked suddenly.

"No, you are just like the dead, but not really the dead."

"Is that so..."

Wangchuan Li Soul Hook suddenly shouted: "Oops!"

"What's wrong?" Gu Qing Shan asked.

"Another hell has chosen the strongest deceased, and now there are fifteen hells that have chosen the strongest deceased."

"Once the eighteen hells have selected the strongest dead, the ghost king competition will begin."

"There are no gods in Huangquan now, and the ghost king will become the existence that orders everything. We can no longer prevent this from happening."

Gu Qingshan asked: "Where are the demons?"

"They are all over Huangquan, but they can't enter hell."

"When the ghost king completely destroys the human world, the barriers of the six worlds will disappear. At that time, the monsters can easily enter every world!"

"So, this thing can't be stopped?"

"Yes."

After Wang Chuan Li Soul Hook finished speaking, he fell to the ground sadly, motionless.

Gu Qingshan was also a little stunned.

Come to Huangquan, everything is unheard of.

The demon attacked from the Yellow Springs world and then occupied six worlds.

Such a thing had never even been heard in the previous life.

And the colorful spear, it is simply a peerless weapon to kill gods and demons.

The monster is really big!

"It's irreversible..." he murmured.

Wangchuan Li Soul Hook suddenly stood up and shouted, "Look!"

Gu Qingshan immediately held it, his spiritual sense immersed in it.

I saw a spear shadow flying out of the colorful spears on the Big Tiewei Mountain.

This spear shadow circled around out of thin air.

Immediately, all the Huangquan weapons flying in the air were smashed into pieces.

These are all weapons condensed from the Huangquan Law of the ancient times, but they can't even resist an attack from a spear.

At the other end of this mountain range.

Countless demons looked at this scene and let out a thunderous laugh.

Even a few demon gods who were one after the other couldn't stop laughing at it.

From beginning to end, the demons have been hiding far away on the other side of the mountain, quietly watching the development of things.

They are well aware of the power of the colorful spears and have been waiting for this scene to appear.

"It's over, it's over..." Wang Chuan Li Soul Hook said in frustration.

"Not yet, keep watching." Gu Qingshan said solemnly.

Dozens of dotted rays of light rose up from the big iron mountain.

They fly high into the sky, slowly revolving around a mysterious trajectory.

"It's the other thirty-six ancient weapons!" The Soul Hook shouted.

"They are forming the Yellow Springs' Great Array of Demons in the Great Desolate Era!"

The voice of Wangchuan Li Soul Hook has already begun to tremble.

"This formation is very powerful?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"It is said that in ancient times, there was a super terrifying demon god, and eight gods couldn't beat it together. In the end, they could only be trapped by the Huangquan trapping demon array, and then threw it into the turbulent void, so that it was far away in the void. Go." Li Soul Hook said.

"You mean, these weapons want to do the same?"

"Yes, it's unprecedented to deploy weapons. I don't know if they can succeed."

Gu Qingshan looked at the top of the Datiewei Mountain.

The colorful spear stood there quietly, and the golden talisman still sealed it.

It rarely shoots, presumably because of this talisman.

Gu Qingshan looked at the spear and suddenly asked, "Is it true that nothing can stop this spear?"

"Yes."

"Isn't Tieweishan good?"

"Tieweishan... It's possible, but it's useless. It's not like we haven't tried it."

Wang Chuan Li Soul Hook sighed and said: "The existence of Tiewei Mountain is indeed the only divine weapon that can block the colorful spear among the three divine weapons of Huangquan."

"But somehow it was seriously wounded before the war started."

"After the war started, it withstood several attacks from the colorful spears and was knocked out."

"And what about just blocking the colorful spear? Now that all the gods are dead, even if it recovers and reappears, it can't kill the demons that spread all over Huangquan, and it can't stop the ghost king from arising."

"The situation has reached this point. Although it and I are both divine weapons, nothing can stop it."

Wang Chuan Li Soul Hook is very depressed.

Gu Qingshan patted his forehead and couldn't help but feel a little poor.

Thirty-six weapons in the sky are still slowly brewing the Yellow Spring Trapped Demon Array.

However, even if they trapped the colorful spears, there were still demons and ghost kings.

It's an irresistible abyss.

Gu Qingshan pondered for a moment.

He said to Wangchuan's Soul Hook and Bone-Cuttering Ghost Soldier, "Give me some time, I have to think about it."

He walked a distance, turned his back to the two weapons, and stood silently.

"What is he doing? Time is running out." The white bird wondered.

It said it was going to fly over.

hum!

A sword flew out of the void and stopped the white bird.

"Don't go." Earth Sword whispered.

"Are you his weapon? He—" the white bird said.

"Shh, don't make a sound, give him a space to be alone." Di Ken said.

"The ghost knife is back," Wang Chuan said, "Maybe he knew too much truth, which made him feel hopeless. Maybe he needs time to slow down."

"So it is." The white bird said.

Di Jiandao: "It's not like that, he just needs to think, so please keep quiet."

Chaoyin held up a space.

The other three weapons remained silent.

For a while, the bottom of the Wangchuan River was silent.

Countless water currents are like rolling mountains and rivers, with long light patterns, sliding over the top of Gu Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan remained motionless.

Is there a way?

What if this is a war?

After a while, his eyes gradually brightened.

Gu Qing Shan continued to think while walking back.

"How is it, what are your thoughts?" Wang Chuan asked from the soul hook.

Gu Qingshan said: "Time is running out, this matter is very troublesome, but it is not completely hopeless."

"What? Hope? You mean there is still hope?" The white bird was excited.

"As far as the current situation is concerned, our human race has an old saying."

"What?"

"Don't think too much, just do it first."