Above the Prison Suppressing Ghost King's Staff, all the light disappeared.
A deck of cards appeared in front of everyone.
Card
A question arose in everyone's mind.
The next one should obviously be the strongest battle in the eighteen layers of hell, why is there a deck of cards
They looked again in disbelief.
It is indeed a deck of cards.
The deck is stacked together, each card has a dead gray finish.
The top card has been turned over.
It was a landscape.
wilderness.
the sea.
Moonlight illuminates the night sky.
A huge ship is moored on the shore.
Eighteen strong men stood on the boat, surrounding a scepter.
That's what the whole card is about.
"What's the situation?" Someone asked, puzzled.
I saw this card fly into the air and stop motionless.
"It seems to be a law related to the selection of heaven." A strong man whispered.
"It's impossible to draw us all in with one card." Another strong man said decisively.
"Hmph, what do you know..."
The original strong man didn't say anything more after he said this.
But looking at his face, it was obviously a lot more dignified.
Gu Qingshan also took a lot more seriously.
Can use a card to construct a small world, and accommodate many dead to fight in it. The construction ability of this law of selection is really incredible.
The first card was still suspended in the air motionless.
Immediately afterwards, eighteen cards flew out of the deck, suspended in front of the eighteen strong players in turn.
The strong look at their own cards, and then look at other people's cards.
Everyone soon discovered that on the card in front of them, there was a picture of themselves sleeping.
And on other people's cards, it is naturally that other people are sleeping.
When the matter developed to this point, the Prison Suppressing Ghost King Stick remained silent.
It no longer gives any prompts.
What happened was so bizarre.
The eighteen strong men carefully looked at the cards in front of them, not knowing what to do for a while.
"It turned out to be a dream card." Gu Qingshan secretly said.
Similarly, there are also a few powerhouses who are thoughtful.
No one could have imagined that the ghost king's scepter was related to the Chosen One.
Gu Qingshan recalled his previous life - at that time, there were indeed some outstanding Chosen Ones who could build Chosen Skills into cards.
But no one has ever been able to do this scene.
People fight in a card, and then a new card appears in this card, and the new card can make people enter a dream.
There are cards in the cards.
What's next
Gu Qingshan thought about it.
He suddenly laughed.
Possessing such incredible power, being able to build the world, build dreams, and want to kill himself and others is a piece of cake.
In this case, there is really nothing to think about.
There is no way out.
He reached out to touch the card in front of him.
"This card is a dream, you need to enter to know what's inside." Gu Qingshan reminded the Seven Commanders.
Several commanders are still hesitating, but Gu Qingshan has disappeared.
Suddenly, he was sucked in by that card.
The seventeen strong men were taken aback.
"Interesting, I'll take a look too." The female Asura said.
She touched her own card and disappeared instantly.
The other powerhouses followed suit and touched their cards one after another.
Of the eighteen strong men, there are only two remaining.
"Why don't you go in?" one asked.
"This must be a trap. If you go in, wouldn't you be slaughtered?" Another person said.
"It makes sense...but the first card has been shown to us just now, the opponent's strength can even build the world, so..." the previous man mused.
He suddenly reached out and touched the card.
He also disappeared.
Now, there is only one person left on the deck.
The last person stood alone on the deck of the giant ship, silently thinking about what happened just now.
Those people were so careless that they were sucked in by the cards like this.
—How about going into that card to see it yourself
Just as he was hesitating, his figure disappeared on the first card suspended in midair.
He watched this scene, but still didn't understand what happened.
Suddenly, a force came from the sky, and he was ejected from the giant ship.
He became the first eliminated.
the other side.
Gu Qingshan landed on both feet.
Dim lights.
Melodious and soothing music.
Whispering, chuckling, and the sound of toasting.
"Sir, what would you like to drink?" the bartender asked politely.
Gu Qingshan didn't answer, and quickly looked around.
This is a bar.
Very familiar and impressive.
He was standing in front of the bar.
He suddenly saw Ye Feili and Liao Hang.
The two were sitting on a deck, talking in low voices and drinking.
"Sir?" the bartender asked hesitantly.
Gu Qingshan pointed to a bottle.
"OK, just a second."
The bartender skillfully opened the wine, took the glass, and poured it for him.
Gu Qingshan sat down on the seat in front of the bar.
Suddenly, a hoarse and lazy voice came from my ear.
"Someone got eliminated."
Gu Qingshan turned his head.
At some point, a man in a black robe sat beside him.
Gu Qingshan recalled the scene just now.
This person appeared completely out of thin air, silently, without any movement.
Gu Qingshan pondered: "You created this place?"
"No, you and I created this place together." The black-robed man said.
He took the two glasses of wine handed by the bartender, and put one in front of Gu Qingshan.
"How?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"My rule is, construct an environment that makes you most comfortable."
The man in black seemed helpless: "You seem to be under a lot of pressure in your life. You have been choosing the card rules for a long time, and you only found this only place to relax."
He raised his glass.
Gu Qingshan picked up the cup and clinked it with the man in black.
The two drank the wine.
"This wine is as spicy as ever, if I didn't know it in advance, I would definitely think it's real." Gu Qingshan said.
The black-robed man smiled: "It's fine if you're happy, this environment is a reward for becoming the strongest in a certain level of hell."
"It's more than that, I think you seem to be guarding against something." Gu Qingshan looked at the other party's eyes and said.
At the corner of the bar, Liao Hang and Ye Fei slid past him without any reaction.
They are like looking at strangers.
"Did you see it? Only you and I can come in here. It's a secret room, and no one else can spy on it."
The black-robed man said.
He looked tired and vicissitudes, and the wrinkles on his face were clearly revealed under the light.
Gu Qingshan put down his cup: "So, what should we do now?"
"Some small questions, similar to truth or dare."
The man in black robe said, holding up a thick book.
He reached out and drew a card from the book.
This card was randomly placed on the table by him.
Gu Qingshan looked at the card.
The card depicts a man in a tuxedo, kneeling on one knee, holding a bouquet of flowers, and talking to a beautiful woman.
The beautiful woman listened with joy, as if she was intoxicated by the other party's sweet words, but she was holding a skull with her hands behind her back.
"Relax, as long as what you say is the truth, nothing will happen to my card." The man in black robe said.
"What if you lie?"
"You can look at that skull."
"Understood."
The man in black robe cleared his throat: "Then, let's start."
"Are you single?" he asked.
"Well... yes."
"Is it?"
"The relationship has not been formally established yet." Gu Qingshan said uncomfortably.
The man in black robe looked at the cards on the table.
The card didn't move.
"So, do you have any friends?"
"have."
"Are they reliable?"
"Reliable."
"what sport do you like?"
"Ball games."
"Do you have any special hobbies?"
"I'm not bad at cooking. My beef rib barbecue raw material ratio has been listed on the National Cuisine Summary."
"You are talented, are your parents still alive?"
"It's gone."
"Feel sorry."
The black-robed man also seemed to feel that his question was a bit trivial, and explained: "I need to understand how deeply you are tied to the world."
He picked up a card from the book and looked at it.
It's a blank card with just a row of changing numbers on it.
"Your profession." The black-robed man continued to ask.
"the scientist."
The black-robed man said with some doubts: "When you were on the boat, you seemed to have said that killing is your profession, so you are different from those murderous ghosts..."
"Sorry, my profession is a scientist in life, and my profession is a swordsman in battle."
"Jianxiu, tsk, I haven't heard this title for a long time, I really miss it."
The man in black robe said, looking down at the card with only numbers in his hand.
On that card, a number freezes.
97.
"Ninety-seven—very good grade, you are closely connected to your world, and neither of you wants to lose the other."
A smile appeared on the face of the man in black robe.
"And you are a sword cultivator, well, if you can become a sword cultivator who is the master of a prison, you must have good fighting power."
"Very good, congratulations, you passed the first round."
Gu Qingshan was a little dazed.
Is this a pass
I fight in a card, and there is a dream card in this card.
After entering the dream card, someone was holding a book of cards and was constantly testing himself with cards.
Just as he was thinking, the black-robed man had drawn six cards from the book in a row.
The man in black quickly put together six cards to form a large card.
On this card, a huge battle scene is painted.
Evil ghosts, gods, beast kings, and asuras have formed an unprecedented army.
They discussed on the card and held the swearing-in ceremony.
A god stood on a high platform and said something loudly.
Warriors from the four worlds, wearing armor, raised their weapons high.
In the next scene, they rushed into the world of hell.
The big iron surrounding mountain, which had never been moved for thousands of years, split open.
The dead of the eighteen layers of hell rushed out.
The vanguards of both sides collided.
The war has begun.
Gu Qingshan just looked at it from a distance, and felt a sense of magnificence.
Countless elegy and heroism are produced every moment.
The man in black held up the card with an apologetic expression on his face.
"I don't know if you can withstand a war of this intensity, but if you want to become the king of ghosts, you must enter the next dream to witness that era."
"This is the second level?"
"Yes."
"Then come on."
Gu Qingshan stretched out his hand and touched the card.