Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

However, Gu Qingshan saw a flower in front of him and found himself rolling down from a hollow to a large hall.

He stood up and carefully looked around.

Yes, this is really a typical ancient building.

On both sides of the main hall, there are two rows of character sculptures, which are ancient monks with different postures.

The ten ancient monks are different, the only thing is that they all have a long sword.

"The ancient sword repair." Gu Qingshan muttered.

These sculptures came to see people, twisted their heads together and looked at Gu Qingshan.

"Primary, seeing me, etc., still not asking for peace?" A sculpture shouted.

Gu Qingshan smiled and walked to the depths of the main hall.

In front of the main hall, a **** is enshrined.

Gu Qingshan walked to the statue of the gods and carefully examined it.

This is a golden armor with a mountain in his left hand and a strange long sword in his right hand. His look is solemn.

Gu Qingshan stayed on the sword.

The long sword is black and black, and the five deep marks are evenly distributed on the blade, giving people an inexplicable feeling.

- This is a **** pattern.

The gods are more advanced than the runes, and they are created by the heavens and the earth, and the light is scratched. The power of the gods can lead to the change of the heavens and the earth.

Gu Qingshan looked carefully and looked at the statue.

A five-person-high wall with an image of thick ink.

Looking back at Gu Qingshan, these murals tell the heroic deeds of the ancient monks who fought against the demons under the leadership of the gods.

The **** who helped the monk fight against the demon is the **** on the main seat.

At the end of each section of the mural, all of them sacrificed themselves as monks and defeated the demon as the ending.

Take a closer look, the ancient monks are the appearance of the ten sculptures inside the hall.

Ten ancient monks, ten heroic and heroic sacrifices, only for the continuation of the Terran.

It is indeed worthy of admiration.

The Baihua Fairy has always respected this kind of person. It is no wonder that you should be careful and not be rude.

I am afraid that she is doing the same.

In the center of all the murals, a monologue monster is drawn, and the black cloud is on the foot. A hand is holding a city and is being sent to the mouth.

Around the monster, the ten ancient swords were surrounded by the gods and surrounded it.

Every sword repair is full of dignity, holding a long sword in one hand and a strange method in the other, pointing to the monster.

Look at this scene, they are trying to block the monster.

This painting occupies the largest area, and all around it is full of gods.

According to common sense, these gods are also used to block monsters.

Gu Qingshan looked at the monster.

The monster seemed to be aware of it, and a single eye turned around and stared at Gu Qingshan.

"It seems to be banned in the murals." Gu Qingshan muttered.

Gu Qingshan looked at him again and turned and walked back to the first statue.

On this statue, a middle-aged monk with a national face is dressed in a hoar-colored robes, and the sword in his hand is also cold.

It was him who had asked Gu Qingshan before.

Gu Qingshan took another ceremony and respectfully asked: "Don't ask how the predecessors sacrificed?"

The statue stood on its head: "To change the life of a hundred thousand souls in one body, worthy."

Gu Qingshan asked: "Can you elaborate on it? Let you also look forward to the predecessors."

The middle-aged monk looked down at Gu Qingshan and said: "The spirit of the deity is besieging the demon in the murals, innocent and detailed."

Gu Qingshan looked at his sword and saw the joint between the hilt and the blade, engraved with two small characters.

"Frost condensation."

Gu Qingshan nodded silently and said: "Below is also a sword repair, dare to ask the swords used by the predecessors? So you can also look forward to the predecessors' style - this can always be said."

The middle-aged monk proudly said: "The smoldering fire is a sword."

Gu Qingshan, Gong Dadao: "Teached under."

After he finished, he went to the next statue and still performed a ceremony. He respectfully asked: "Dare to ask how the predecessors sacrificed?"

The statue is a handsome young man who heard the words: "To kill thousands of demons in one body, exhausted and embarrassed."

“Can you elaborate on it? Let’s take a good look at the predecessors.”

Junxiu youth also looked to Gu Qingshan, saying: "A certain soul is besieging the big demon, innocent and detailed."

Gu Qingshan nodded: "Under the sword repair, dare to ask the name of the sword used by the predecessors?"

Junxiu Youth said: "There is no scale of the sword."

Gu Qingshan’s words: “So, the predecessors are rare raids, which are really admirable.”

Junxiu youth looked at him and said: "You know it."

After listening to this, Gu Qingshan completely relaxed.

He walked straight ahead of the main hall and stood in front of the statue.

A long bow suddenly appeared in his hand.

Gu Qingshan slowly pulls out an arrow, pulls the bowstring and points straight to the statue.

The gods blinked and shouted like a thunder: "Bold! You are a little mortal, dare to bow to the gods, but don't hurry up and swear, or send them to reincarnation in an instant!"

Gu Qingshan smiled and said: "I am a demon, this time coming, specially for the monsters on the liberation murals."

Ten swords and sculptures were all in awe, and they waved their swords one by one, and they rose up and swelled.

"Hero, I will take your life!"

"Damn demon, you are dead!"

"That is coming!"

They are as loud as the sky, and the next second is to make a great sword.

In addition to the green jade screen, the face of the palace girl suddenly changed, saying: "What crazy is this boy!"

Her hands are flying fast, and between the moments, the French and Indian have become.

After another time of fingering, as long as she introduces the spiritual power into the hand, the technique can be launched.

But at this moment, the palace woman thought and moved, and did not ignite the spiritual power.

Her eyes stared at the green jade screen, and for a moment her face suddenly showed a strange expression.

In the hall.

Gu Qingshan waited for a while, and those sword repairs still did not come up.

"Hateful!" The middle-aged monk of the square face shouted, "All my spiritual powers are used to seal the demon. There is only one trace of the spirit outside, and it is impossible to kill this."

"me too."

"me too."

The sword repairers lamented in unison.

Gu Qingshan looked at the statue in the middle of the main hall, pulling the bow into a full moon, and the hand was loose.

brush!

The arrow was rubbed from the ear of the god, bombarded on the mural, and the half wall was smashed into a broken wall.

The swordsmen closed their mouths.

The hall was plunged into a strange silence.

Gu Qingshan lifted an arrow with no expression, and pulled the bow again, aiming at the statue.

"Sorry, I just slipped my hand, this time I must aim." He apologized.

The gods do not say a word.

Gu Qingshan pulled the bow and said: "You don't want to say anything? After all, you will never have a chance to speak again."

The **** suddenly said: "You are not afraid that I will release the peerless demons?"

Gu Qingshan said: "A group of monks who swindle and swindle, how strong the repressed demon is, I don't believe it."

The **** statue asks: "Why are you so old-fashioned in the ancient sword repair?"

"You are forcing me to say, but I said it, you can't hold it anymore." Gu Qingshan smiled.

The idol did not speak.

There was a loud female voice in the hall: "Let's say, make things clear."