In the snowstorm, the dialogue between Gu Qingshan and Yuan Yuan continued.
"Declare war on me? You have to be clear, you are just a mortal, and I am the source of order that can change the world of 900 million layers." Origin said.
"If you haven't fought before, who knows if you win or lose?" Gu Qingshan said.
He looked into the iceberg.
Through the ice layer, one could see the crystal clear blue interior of the iceberg, and a large amount of blood fell from above.
The bright red blood floated silently, eroding the water flow like silk and mist.
Gradually, the water flow inside the entire iceberg was dyed bright red.
The original ice-blue snow peak has turned into a mountain of blood.
After listening to Gu Qingshan's words, Yuanyuan seemed to be in some kind of confusion.
It asked: "Since I was born in this world and evolved from fire to origin, the whole process has been smooth. Few people doubt me and resist me, and there has never been someone who strongly opposed me like you. I want to know, Why are you doing this?"
Gu Qingshan watched the blood flowing in the iceberg, and said softly: "Listen."
In the snowstorm, the screams and howls of pain echoed among the mountains, and became louder and louder.
The killing on the ice and snow peak gradually became more intense.
The bright red color in the ice layer became more and more intense.
"Are you complaining for them?" Yuan Yuan said.
Gu Qingshan raised his head, stared at the snowflakes falling in the sky, and said: "It's not them."
Origin confused and said to himself: "I don't understand you, but you are a special slave that cannot be controlled. This is really strange. Why can't I start the order of torturing slaves on you? Why can't I even do demonization arrive?"
"No, a weird existence like you must die immediately."
After the origin said this sentence, the voice disappeared.
Gu Qingshan did not continue talking.
He was riding on horseback, hugging Laura quietly, listening to the sound coming from the top of the mountain.
On the top of the mountain, the screams have gradually disappeared, but all kinds of strange roars and screams have become louder and louder.
At a certain moment, Gu Qingshan suddenly looked into the distance.
——In the distance of this mountain, there are undulating icebergs, which surround and guard the highest ice peak of the gods.
Gu Qingshan rode a black horse and galloped all the way, and it took a lot of time to climb over the icebergs and reach the highest ice peak of the gods.
At this moment, patches of black spots gradually appeared on the icebergs in the distance.
That's a demon.
They appeared one by one, and soon filled every iceberg.
Driven by the origin, hundreds of millions of enchanted people came.
They surrounded the snow peaks of the gods and came rushing like a torrent.
The black dots spread rapidly, and it was obvious that these demons were gradually speeding up their actions.
"Gu Qingshan."
Laura pointed to the iceberg in the distance and beckoned him to look.
"Wang Shan ran to death, they will take a while to get here." Gu Qingshan said lightly.
Luo stretched her neck and looked around carefully.
Every snow-capped iceberg has been covered in black.
There are also many small black spots in the sky.
Although they were still far away, the energy fluctuations from the space showed that these people were not ordinary people.
These people flew directly, obviously very urgent in their hearts.
They were in a hurry to kill Gu Qingshan and Lola in order to obtain the generous rewards of Origin.
From the ground to the sky, enemies surrounded him densely from every direction.
Laura couldn't help but took out the binoculars and looked into the distance.
"How?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"There are too many people. Even the ice field outside the mountains in the distance is filled with black crowds. They are all rushing here." Laura said.
"How many people are there?" Gu Qingshan asked.
Laura took out a small rectangular electronic screen and connected it to the telescope.
"Show the number of people," she ordered.
The numbers on the electronic screen began to jump crazily, and finally froze.
"275846921."
"More than 200 million enchanted people." Laura said in despair.
No matter how many artifacts she has, with her and Gu Qingshan's strength alone, it is impossible to drive so many artifacts, let alone kill more than 200 million demons with origins!
An enchanter of this magnitude can completely sweep the entire world!
…
same moment.
In the ice and snow temple of the gods, all the howling and howling disappeared.
The martial artist walked towards the door of the temple.
Behind him, a group of monsters lined up neatly followed him out of the temple.
The martial artist stood at the gate of the temple, looking at the slightly shorter icebergs in the distance.
He saw countless enchanted people.
"Do you want to rob me?" the martial artist said to himself.
He suddenly turned around in a circle.
Black blood splattered.
Amidst a burst of screams, the monsters surrounding him fell to the ground one after another, and their bodies were broken into several pieces.
These monsters did not die in the demonization experiment, but were all killed by the martial artist in an almost ridiculous way.
Now, only the martial artist is left standing at the gate of the temple.
Although he didn't suffer any injuries, blood flowed from his seven orifices, making him look like a ghost.
"Why did you ask me to kill them? Of course it was because of soul power. Don't you want soul power?"
The martial artist explained to the void.
It seemed that this sentence was not convincing, his face became more painful, as if something was tormenting him.
The martial artist barely held on, and continued to explain: "Okay, I know it's wrong to kill one of my own people, but we have more important things to do now, and that is - to kill that person."
He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to his knees.
Severe pain hit him, and he howled and rolled on the snow.
Before he died, the martial artist suddenly became angry and roared loudly: "I am the leader of the eight hundred demons. I killed many ancient creatures, and just now I killed my own people. Now I have enough soul power. gone."
"I will give you all these soul powers, please exchange them for something that can definitely kill them! My only wish is to kill them!!!"
It is not known which of these two sentences convinced the origin.
All of a sudden, the bleeding from the seven orifices of the martial artist stopped, and the lingering pain on his body also disappeared.
He lay on the ice, panting heavily, and managed to stand up for a while.
I saw the martial artist pressing his hand in the void, and said wearily: "Exchanging Demon God: Death Soul Demon King."
This is exactly the exchange interface that Gu Qingshan saw at the beginning. This demon god is the most powerful among all the demon gods that can be exchanged.
Its strength far exceeds that of a transformation-type demon god, and it is a chaotic-type demon god with various strange abilities!
The soul power of the martial artist was exhausted.
In his line of sight, lines of glowing characters quietly appeared, floating quietly in front of him.
According to these words, the martial artist murmured: "Origin, I dedicate all my soul power to you in exchange for the service of the dead soul demon king."
In the next second, something seemed to appear in the void.
This is not a huge existence, it is in another world, it seems to have just opened its eyes and looked towards this side.
The martial artist chanted loudly: "Devil of dead souls, eater of souls, climb out of the coffin of the abyss, the origin order of the worlds is calling for you!"
boom!
The void rumbled open.
A majestic figure stepped out.
It put the crown on its head back into the void, and then turned to look at the warrior.
"For the origin order of the worlds, I will kill your enemies."
The king of the dead soul demon wolf, who was covered in dark flames, said in a low voice.
As it spoke, it looked towards the group of icebergs surrounding it in the distance.
"Well... there are hundreds of millions of enemies, but they are all too weak. We just need to waste some time... No, they are not enemies, but slaves of order."
The dead soul demon king felt it carefully, and continued to speak.
"I found it. It's halfway up the mountain. There's a cultivator and a thorn bird. Are there only two enemies?"
The demon king looked at the warrior with a little surprise.
"Yes, yes." The martial artist stammered.
Just being watched by the dead soul demon king, the martial artist felt his whole heart tremble uncontrollably.
A descendant of a god like him has great strength and has gone through countless battles, but at this moment he even stutters when he speaks.
The majestic power of the opponent's body that shattered everything made his soul tremble.
In a trance, a sense of enlightenment emerged in the mind of the martial artist.
Once he meets such power, the other party will easily dismember him.
Hearing the answer from the martial artist, the Death Soul Demon King sighed in disappointment.
He stretched out his sharp claws and rubbed them lightly: "I feel the meager strength on them...they are too weak. I only need one finger to kill them."
"Hahahahaha!"
The martial artist opened his arms and laughed wildly: "It's all right now, brother, I will avenge your revenge immediately."
"Let's kill these two, but you can't kill them all at once!" he ordered.
"Is it torture? Very good, as you wish."
The dead soul demon king put the martial artist on top of his head, bent his body, and ran down the mountain with a bang.