Looking at the long list of explanations about the Six Realms Divine Mountain Sword, Gu Qingshan was a little dazzled.
He suddenly noticed that at the end of all the prompts, there was a line of prompts.
"Only when the artifact tells you personally, can you know the specific attributes of the relevant supernatural powers."
Well, this is similar to Dijian and Chaoyin.
Gu Qingshan doesn't care about this, after all, he will know sooner or later.
A key question emerged in his mind.
The Six Realms Divine Mountain Sword is the only artifact that can withstand the colorful spears.
How could such a powerful artifact be seriously injured before the war started
"Mountain girl."
"kindness?"
"I want to ask, how did you get hurt in the first place?"
"I don't know either. I was in a deep sleep before the disaster broke out." Shan Nu looked confused.
"Can the opponent hurt your sword?"
"No, my sword body is made of the law of the big iron surrounding mountains. It can resist even the wind of chaos. No one can damage my sword body."
As soon as this sentence was spoken, lines of small fireflies appeared on the God of War interface.
"You have learned about one of the magical powers of the Six Realms Divine Mountain Sword: Immortality."
"Immortality: The body of this sword cannot be damaged by all laws and forces in the world of the ten directions."
Gu Qingshan watched it calmly.
But I heard Shannu continue: "The other party seems to know that I cannot be destroyed. They used some kind of secret method to weaken my strength against me as a weapon spirit, and then severely injured me."
Speaking of this incident, Shannu looked a little sad and regretful.
"If I am intact, we have a god with a sword who can rely on me to fight against the colorful spear."
"At least, he can support the other gods for a while, maybe the situation will turn around."
"In the end, I was too seriously injured to manifest my supernatural powers, so I was knocked into the air by the colorful spear."
"Since then, the gods have no choice but to fall one after another."
After hearing this, Gu Qingshan couldn't help thinking.
The artifact was conspired before the disaster broke out, who can do this step
Maybe the demons had long been lurking in Huangquan, and they didn't attack until the war broke out.
Assassinate the artifacts, kill the gods, occupy the underworld, bewitch the hell to descend on the world, wait until the world collapses, and then invade the six worlds in one fell swoop.
Gu Qingshan only felt a chill in his heart.
The means of the monsters are hooked and hooked, and every step is perfectly realized.
It's kind of scary.
But on the surface, in order to divert Shannu's emotions, he asked, "Are you well now? Are you still hurt?"
"No, I was much better before I met you, and then you gave me three more treasures, and I am completely healed now." Shannu said.
Gu Qingshan held the Six Realms Divine Mountain Sword in front of him.
A pool of autumn water-like sword body exudes a slight chill.
"Don't think about the past, now is the most critical moment - Huang Quan's future depends on this..." Gu Qingshan said.
Shannu answered immediately: "Don't worry, my lord, I am in my prime, and I will never let you down."
She asked back: "What about you? Facing the powerful dead of the eighteenth hell, do you dare to compete with them?"
Gu Qingshan smiled.
"Let's go, let's fight to be the king of ghosts," he said.
"But according to the king's will!" Shan Nu said.
…
Blood Sea Hell.
This is one of the most brutal hells.
Most of the dead who were thrown into this hell were violent and cruel in their lifetime, and had done unimaginable serious harm to others.
So after death, one suffers in this hell.
There are endless monsters hidden in the sea of blood, they bite the body of the dead all the time, and the pain is unspeakable.
Some time ago, after the Prison Suppressing Ghost King Staff appeared, the whole sea of blood boiled.
Participate in the life-and-death challenge, step by step out of the sea of blood in the process of fighting, and board the arena where the ghost king competes for supremacy.
As long as they climbed the steps in front of the arena, the dead will temporarily not suffer from the torment of the sea of blood.
Once you win, you will have the opportunity to compete with other hells for the authority of the ghost king.
Such a good thing, almost all the powerful dead have signed up.
Now, a long time has passed.
The other seventeen levels of hell have already selected the strongest.
The only promotion place in this hell is still in fierce competition.
In the center of the sea of blood, there stood a huge square arena.
The arena is divided into four sides, and each side has 1,800 steps.
Gu Qingshan stood in front of the first step.
He looked up.
But on the 1,800 steps, there are painful groans everywhere.
All the dead who were eliminated were thrown out of the ring by other strong men and landed somewhere on the steps.
Some of the dead died, and the corpses gradually disappeared.
Many more dead people did not die.
They were badly injured during the fight, lying on the steps enduring the pain of defeat.
Gu Qingshan appeared under the steps.
Immediately, countless mutilated dead found him.
"Look, a whole guy." One of the dead shouted.
"Damn it, he didn't show up until we all failed. He really thought about it."
"I'll kill him!" roared another dead man.
The dead moved.
They swarmed over, trying to grab Gu Qingshan's feet.
"These losers want to stop you from getting into the ring," Shannv reminded.
Gu Qingshan swung his sword and killed the closest dead in front of him.
More and more dead rushed towards him.
Using hands and feet, they climbed and rolled down the high steps, just to prevent the passage of new competitors.
The long sword danced.
Countless sword glows, killing the dead like a meat grinder.
But in a hell, there are too many dead people, Gu Qingshan can't kill them all at once.
Even if the dead were killed, they would just fall into a deep sleep.
So they rushed up without fear of death, and relentlessly prevented Gu Qingshan from climbing the steps.
For a time, there were countless dead people on the entire steps.
On the other steps, more dead rushed over.
"Don't even think about going up!" a dead man laughed wildly.
Gu Qingshan swung his sword to meet the enemy.
The dead who dared to participate in the challenge were more or less capable, coupled with the huge number, Gu Qingshan fell into a stalemate for a while.
Shannu anxiously said: "This is not going to work, they obviously can't beat you, but they are relying on the number of people to prevent you from getting into the ring."
Gu Qingshan didn't speak, just kept swinging his sword.
At this time, a scream sounded from the ring at the top.
Another competitor dies.
The winner of Blood Sea Hell is about to be born.
And Gu Qingshan was still standing in front of the first step, killing a steady stream of dead.
He hasn't advanced a step yet.
Gu Qingshan suddenly said to himself: "It's also my negligence. I actually forgot that these people are villains from all ages, and I even forgot that this is a battle for victory in hell."
"What do you mean?" Shannu asked.
"It means that strength alone is not enough to convince these villains."
"Then what should we do?" Shannu became even more anxious.
Gu Qingshan's sword momentum changed.
The killing intent disappeared from him.
But there was an inexplicable aura in his whole person.
"Worse than them," he said.
boom!
Dense sword shadows bloomed, like leaves flying in the wind, blowing across the steps.
Countless screams sounded.
None of the dead died.
They had their hands and feet cut off, and they lay on the steps like human sticks.
Shocking howls rose to the sky.
Under countless vicious and resentful gazes, Gu Qingshan kicked a dead man who lost his arms and legs down the steps.
The dead soaked in the sea of blood under the steps.
In the sea of blood, many shadows swam over immediately, gnawing at the dead man.
The sea of blood will keep the dead from dying and enduring this torture alive.
"Ah, don't! I was wrong! I shouldn't have stopped you, please let me go!"
The dead man burst into tears.
On the steps, countless dead froze.
Gu Qingshan said slowly: "You guys enjoyed staying on the steps? Don't you have to suffer from the sea of blood?"
He stood still with a slight smile on his face.
"I don't need to be in the ring, but after that, I will turn you all into human sticks and throw them all into the sea of blood."
"Being devoured by monsters without hands or feet, I guess you have never tried this kind of pleasure."
He kicked the second dead into a sea of blood.
The dead man let out a howl of pain.
The dead on the steps watched this scene quietly.
In hell, death means deep sleep, a short farewell to pain and suffering.
But Gu Qingshan did not give them death, instead cut off their hands and feet, leaving them without even the slightest resistance.
—Being devoured by the blood sea monster without any resistance.
This is the real torture.
"You devil!" one of the dead yelled.
He quietly crawled away from the steps in front of Gu Qingshan.
"Extremely evil!"
"Perverted demon!"
"Go, don't mess with him."
The dead whispered.
When Gu Qingshan kicked the third dead person down into the sea of blood, the steps have already made way up.
That's a straight road to the ring.
The road is clean and there are no dead people.