In the cold underground palace, the eerie and cold atmosphere is erratic.
The blood was surging.
The dense black shadows searched for the source of the movement.
They staggered, dived, and shuttled in the bloody water, just looking at them from a distance made one's scalp tingle.
The orange cat released its spiritual thoughts and probed into the coffin.
I saw that jasper ring floating motionless, emitting a faint glow, trying to untie several black talismans pasted on Xiuxiu's body.
The orange cat glanced at the void again.
"Time remaining: 00:57."
— Next, the movement will only get bigger.
I have to guard Xiuxiu!
In the darkness, the orange cat's pupils exuded a hint of murderous intent.
One breath.
Two breaths.
hum!
The coffin finally shook again.
This time, the jasper ring unlocked the three talismans, and the vibration caused naturally became stronger.
I saw ripples of blood water outside the coffin, spreading in all directions.
All the black shadows stopped in unison, and rushed towards Xiuxiu's coffin one after another.
The orange cat looked down at the scurrying black shadows, and the fur on its body exploded immediately.
"Meow-"
Accompanied by a vicious cry, the orange cat's tail straightened instantly.
In the already cold and evil underground palace, a different kind of aura was suddenly born, and this aura carried a trace of silence and majesty.
Unexplainable solemnity and sacredness filled the body of the orange cat.
The void behind it cracked open.
Swish Swish Swish Swish—
One after another, blazing white lights descended.
They quietly float in mid-air, changing into various forms, such as eagles, saints, skeletons, elders, and flower fairies—
The majestic white awns shrouded them, emitting low-intensity buzzing sounds.
A black shadow rose from behind the orange cat, and merged with a certain blazing holy light, revealing the image of a certain holy woman.
— Ms. Festival Dance!
This ray of light is the true face of Ms. Jiwu!
She opened her mouth and said hoarsely: "We will destroy all disrespectful, sinful, and death-worthy things, and we will guard the dusty secret forever and consider it holy."
At this very moment—
Blood water soared into the sky, and black shadows gushed out of it, rushing towards those blazing holy lights.
At this moment, it can be clearly seen that those black shadows are all withered and shriveled black corpses. They have lost their skin, leaving only well-developed muscles and bones, and their bodies are covered with sharp bone spurs, like evil things in a nightmare.
A gleam of light fell on the shoulders of the dancing lady, revealing her figure.
But it is a fairy of flowers.
She waved her staff and said with a light smile, "There is no forgiveness for blasphemy."
boom--
All the blazing white light turned into a wall of light and spread rapidly in all directions.
The black shadows were pierced by the light wall one after another, and immediately shattered into pieces, falling back into the bloody water.
The next moment.
All the shattered bones were reassembled and turned into evil objects, kneeling in a circle around the coffin, making a gesture of prayer and repentance.
The evil aura on them dissipated, and there was a spot of light inlaid between their brows.
"Hiss woo woo woo woo—"
The evil creatures groaned in pain, as if they were enduring great pain.
But they can only kneel in place, unable to move an inch.
The whole dungeon vibrated.
It seems that something is going to happen.
The orange cat looked back at Qingshan, clasped its fists around and said: "Thank you, everyone, for coming from the dusty world and helping me."
All the dust-covered spirits said in unison: "I came here in response to the sacrifice, so there is no need to thank you."
Ms. Jiwu said: "Gu Qingshan, you need to pay some sacrifices to help the Sacrifice of the Holy Vow become stronger, so that you can officially obtain the qualification to use it in the future—are you ready?"
Gu Qingshan put his hand between his eyebrows, drawing out a white light.
"... This is my sacrifice."
he said.
On the shoulder of Ms. Jiwu, the flower fairy flew forward and lightly caught the white light.
"The road! It turned out to be a broken road!" The Flower Fairy said excitedly.
Gu Qingshan explained: "This is the method of eternal seizing thoughts created by the Emperor of the Six Paths. It is a pity that he was besieged by the three techniques, and even the demon body was hidden in the dark to frame him, and finally lost the opportunity to complete this path."
"This sacrifice is enough to help our holy wish become stronger!" Said the flower fairy, flew back, and put the white light into the hands of the sacrificial dance lady.
Ms. Jiwu tapped lightly on the white light and shouted:
"Through this path, sacrifice to the holy dance—"
The white light immediately dispersed and merged into all the dusty spirits.
somewhere.
It seems that something is different.
All the dusty spirits said in unison: "Gu Qingshan, what you sacrificed is enough for you to join us."
A line of small words also jumped out of Gu Qingshan's eyes:
"Thanks to your sacrifice, the sacrifice of the holy wish has become stronger."
"—It can now destroy all enemies with a single thought."
Gu Qingshan sighed slightly.
I saved the Eternal Snatcher, it turned back into the Emperor of Heaven, gained the face of reversal, but passed on the art of Snatching to myself.
The Emperor of Heaven has turned into the king of the swarm.
—I don’t know what his future will be like.
Suddenly, Ms. Jiwu said: "Be careful, an extremely strong evil aura is approaching, and it will take you away from this place."
The next moment.
The void flashed.
The entire underground palace disappeared.
The world turned into an illusion of nothingness.
Gu Qingshan looked into the distance, and saw a figure that stretched from sky to earth rumbling towards him.
Gu Qingshan looked at the figure motionlessly, and suddenly rushed back and said: "Everyone, the holy priest is good at guarding, please go back and protect the coffin for me, and don't let anyone interfere with my junior sister's escape."
"Can you do it here alone?" the Flower Fairy asked.
"He can do it, let's go." Ms. Jiwu said directly.
With a turn of her figure, she took all the dusty spirits through the air and turned back to the underground palace.
Only Gu Qingshan remained in the void.
He looked at the huge figure that was approaching constantly.
—It was a dignified middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was wearing a multi-colored battle armor, with a long sword on his waist, and quickly landed opposite Gu Qingshan.
"This place is where all demons are sealed. Who are you, how dare you come to save these demons?"
The middle-aged man said righteously.
—Gu Qingshan is like a speck of dust in front of him.
"My sword cultivator, Gu Qingshan, came here to save my junior sister, if you know me, please go away."
Gu Qingshan clasped his fists and said.
The middle-aged man drew out the long sword at his waist, and bursts of colorful fairy light suddenly surged around him.
"Sword cultivator? Any demon you rescue will bring disaster to the world and bring suffering to all living beings in the future—I forbid it!" the man shouted.
"oh?"
Gu Qingshan glanced at him, and a sword formula arose in his heart.
The surrounding void suddenly became boiling.
A ferocious sword energy burst forth, bursting out with an aura not inferior to that of a man, and enveloped Gu Qingshan.
"It turns out that he is really a sword cultivator."
A strong murderous intent erupted from the middle-aged man, and he strode towards Gu Qingshan.
Gu Qingshan said: "That's right, since we all use swords, let's pass it by."
The middle-aged man's expression turned cold, and he snorted angrily: "You demons heretics, you are always determined to save your companions—come on, draw your sword."
Gu Qingshan stood with his eyes down, his hands behind his back.
"Come on." The middle-aged man shouted again.
Gu Qingshan's figure suddenly flashed, and he flew towards the middle-aged man.
— still no sword in his hand.
The middle-aged man's eyes jumped, and the long sword in his hand burst into a sharp multicolored light, and he slashed towards Gu Qingshan with all his strength.
boom! ! !
There was a violent impact sound.
The giant blade slashed fiercely on Gu Qingshan's raised arm, and a howling storm broke out.
The middle-aged man pressed the sword hard.
Gu Qingshan hangs in the air, motionless.
He gently pushed the edge of the giant sword, and immediately sent the giant sword flying with the middle-aged man.
—Earth sword supernatural power, holy land.
"Holy Land (Passive): When attacking, the weight of this sword can be one to one thousand and one times heavier than the enemy it faces. The weight can be increased or decreased as you wish, but when it is in your hand, it will bear Your own weight won't affect you."
The middle-aged man's face suddenly became ferocious, and he roared viciously: "What kind of sorcery are you doing?"
The man raised his sword and slashed towards Gu Qingshan again.
when! ! !
The huge sword slashed fiercely on Gu Qingshan's arm, and there was a deafening sound of sword qi clashing.
After one blow, the multicolored light on the giant sword gradually collapsed, and countless cracks spread rapidly on the sword.
The middle-aged man took a step back, put on a defensive posture and shouted: "You evil spirit, what kind of incarnation are you?"
"I don't need to tell you what it is, but you must not be a sword cultivator." Gu Qingshan said.
"Why?"
"Because you can't even protect your own sword."
As soon as Gu Qingshan finished speaking, he saw the huge sword in the middle-aged man's hand exploded, turning into countless four-legged evil snakes.
— Boundary supernatural powers, everything is destroyed!
Gu Qingshan stood still.
However, streams of sword energy suddenly appeared on those four-legged evil snakes, directly cutting all the evil snakes into blood.
— Daoxu!
The next moment.
All the blood and water turned into four-legged evil snakes again, combined one after another, condensed into a huge sword, and flew in front of Gu Qingshan.
—Chaoyin, Nine Turns Returns to the Soul.
"Jiuyou Guihun: For the enemy killed by you, the law of Jiuyou will control its corpse and fight for you with its strength in life."
The middle-aged man's complexion changed several times, and his tone suddenly became vicious and sharp:
"Damn it, I haven't seen such an evil technique, what on earth are you—"
His voice cut off suddenly, he took two steps forward silently, and knelt on the ground.
Gu Qingshan said lightly: "I have too many swords, I am too lazy to tell you for a while, go die now."
The middle-aged man fell down suddenly.
In an instant, the middle-aged man stood up again, holding the huge sword in front of Gu Qingshan.
"You are too tall, you need to become similar to me." Gu Qingshan said.
The man suddenly became smaller.
"Okay, now tell me what you are." Gu Qingshan said.
The man's face was dull, and he said bluntly: "I am the tomb guard on the first floor of the underground palace."
"What level is your strength in the Land of No Turn?"
"No flow."
"What kind of existence is your upper peak?"
"Never seen before—at some point in the past, I was temporarily awakened from the coffin and given the duty of guarding the first floor of the underground palace."
This guy doesn't know anything.
Gu Qingshan shook his head.
He looked into the void, and saw a line of small scarlet characters standing there:
"Time remaining: 00:19"
Gu Qingshan stretched out his hand, according to the void everything.
A streak of sword lights pierced through the illusory world, turning everything into a stream of light and vanishing into nothingness in an instant.
He returned to the underground palace.
— followed by the grave keeper with the sword.