Looking at a long list of the six-story Shenshan sword, Gu Qingshan has some dazzling eyes.

He suddenly noticed that there was a line of prompts at the end of all prompts.

"Only the artifact tells you that you can know the specific properties of the related magical powers."

Ok, this is similar to the sword and the tide.

Gu Qingshan does not care about this, after all, I know it sooner or later.

A key question emerged in his heart.

The Six Kingdoms Mountain Sword is the only artifact that can withstand the colorful spears.

How can such a powerful artifact be seriously injured before the war begins?

"Mountain girl."

"Yep?"

"I want to ask, how did you get hurt?"

"I don't know. The disaster didn't break out yet. I was sleeping." The mountain girl looked confused.

"Can the other person hurt your blade?"

"No, my sword is made up of the law of the big iron fence. Even the wind of robbery can resist, no one can damage my sword."

When this sentence is spoken, the God of War interface immediately pops up a line of fireflies.

"You have learned of a spiritual supernatural power of the Six Kingdoms Mountain Sword: Immortal."

"Immortal: Everything in the Ten Worlds can't damage this sword."

Gu Qingshan read quietly.

But I listened to the girl and continued: "The other party seems to know that I can't be destroyed. They used my secrets to weaken my strength and then smashed me."

Speaking of this incident, the mountain girl seems a little sad and sorry.

"If I am intact, we have a **** with a sword that can rely on me to fight against colorful spears."

"At least, he can top other gods for a while, and maybe there will be a turn for the better."

"As a result, my injury was too heavy, and the magical power could not be manifested. This was only hit by colorful spears."

"Since then, the gods have nothing to do but to fall."

Gu Qingshan listened and couldn't help but meditate.

Before the disaster broke out, the artifact was concealed. Who can do this?

Perhaps the demon has long lurked in Huangquan, and waited until the war broke out before it suddenly broke out.

Concealing artifacts, killing gods, occupying Huang Quan, inciting **** to the world, and waiting for the world to collapse, then invading the six worlds.

Gu Qingshan only felt cold in his heart.

The means of the demon are a ring, and each step is perfectly realized.

This is a bit scary.

On the surface, however, in order to shift the mood of the mountain girl, he asked: "Have you been good now? Can there be a dark injury?"

"No, I was much better before I met you, and then you gave me three treasures. I am now completely good." Mountain girl.

Gu Qingshan held the sword of the Six Realms in front of himself.

A blade of autumn water, chilling.

"Before the matter, don't think about it anymore. Now is the most crucial moment. The future of Huang Quan depends on this..." Gu Qingshan said.

The mountain girl immediately answered: "The son is assured, I am in a state of complete victory and will never let you down."

She asked: "What about you? In the face of the powerful dead of the 18th Hell, can you dare to compete with them?"

Gu Qingshan smiled.

"Go, let's fight for a ghost king," he said.

"But by the king!"

......

Blood sea hell.

This is one of the most ferocious hells.

The deceased who were put into this hell, most of them were violent and cruel, and made unimaginable serious harm to others.

So after death, I suffered in this hell.

There are endless monsters hidden in the **** sea. They are always tearing the body of the dead, and the pain is hard to say.

Some time ago, after the appearance of the prisoner's stick, the whole **** sea was boiling.

Participate in the challenge of life and death, in the process of fighting, will step by step from the **** sea, and board the collapse of the ghost king.

As long as they climb the steps in front of the ring, the dead will not suffer from the **** sea for the time being.

Once you win, you will get the chance to compete with other hells for the power of the ghost king.

Such a good thing, almost all of the powerful dead have signed up.

Now, time has passed for a long time.

The other seventeen layers of **** have chosen the strongest.

The only promotion quota for this Hell is still in fierce competition.

I saw the center of the **** sea, and stood a huge square.

The platform is divided into four sides, each with a thousand steps.

Gu Qingshan stood in front of the first step.

He looked up.

But on the steps of the thousand and eight hundred steps, there are painful screams everywhere.

All the dead who have been eliminated are thrown out of the platform by other powerful people and landed on one of the steps.

Some of the dead died and the body gradually disappeared.

More dead people are not dead.

They were seriously injured in the process of scrambling, lying on the steps and enduring the pain of failure.

Gu Qingshan appeared under the steps.

Immediately, there were countless physically disabled and found him.

"Look, a good guy." A dead man shouted.

"Damn, wait until we all fail, he will appear, and sure enough."

"I am going to kill him!" another dead man shouted.

The dead have moved.

They flocked and climbed over, trying to catch Gu Qingshan's feet.

"These losers want to stop you from reaching the ring." The mountain girl reminded.

Gu Qingshan swept the sword and solved the few dead people in front of him.

More and more dead people are rushing to him.

They use both hands and feet, climb down from the high steps, and roll down, just to stop new competitors from passing.

The sword danced.

Countless swordsmen, like the meat grinder, killed the dead.

But in a hell, the number of the dead is too much, and Gu Qingshan can’t kill it.

Even if the dead are killed, they are just falling asleep.

Therefore, they rushed up without fear of death, and did not help to stop Gu Qingshan from reaching the steps.

For a time, there were countless dead people on the entire steps.

On the other steps, more dead people rushed over.

"Don't think about it!" A dead man laughed wildly.

Gu Qingshan swayed his sword to meet the enemy.

The deceased who dared to participate in the challenge had more or less a little bit of skill, and with the huge amount, Gu Qingshan was in a stalemate.

The mountain girl anxiously said: "This will not work, they obviously can't beat you, but they are holding people to stop you from falling into the ring."

Gu Qingshan did not speak, only to keep on swinging the sword.

Then a scream rang from the top of the ring.

Another competitor died.

The winner of the Blood Sea Hell is about to be born.

Gu Qingshan still stood in front of the first step, constantly killing the dead.

He has not made progress in one step.

Gu Qingshan suddenly said to himself: "It is also my negligence. I have forgotten that these people are villains of all ages, and even forget that this is to win in hell."

"What do you mean?" asked the mountain girl.

"The implication is that the strength alone is not enough to make these villains truly convinced."

"What should I do?" The mountain girl is even more anxious.

Gu Qingshan's sword has changed.

The killings disappeared from him.

But his whole person has an inexplicable momentum.

"More ferocious than they are," he said.

boom!

The dense shadow of the sword, such as the flying leaves in the blast, blows through this step.

Countless screams sounded.

No one died.

They were cut off their hands and feet, and they lay on the steps like a stick.

The mourning of the sky shook the sky.

In the eyes of countless sinister hatred, Gu Qingshan kicked a dead man who lost his hands and feet.

The dead are soaked in the **** sea under the steps.

In the **** sea, there are many shadows swimming at once, licking the dead.

The blood sea will keep the dead and will not die, and live to suffer this kind of torture.

"Ah, ah, no! I am wrong! I should not stop you, beg you to let me go!"

The dead man burst into tears.

On the steps, countless dead people froze.

Gu Qingshan said slowly: "You are very cool on the steps? Don't suffer from the **** sea?"

He stood still and showed a smile on his face.

"I can't go down to the downfall, but then, I will turn you all into people, and throw them all into the blood."

"With no hands and no feet, I have been stunned by monsters. I guess you have never tried this pleasure."

He kicked the second dead into the blood.

The dead suddenly made a painful roar.

The dead on the steps, watching this scene quietly.

In hell, death means sleeping, meaning short-lived farewell to suffering and suffering.

However, Gu Qingshan did not give them death, but instead cut off their hands and feet, so that they did not even have the slightest resistance.

Unrestrained by the **** sea monsters.

This is the real torture.

"You devil!" a dead man shouted.

He quietly climbed from the steps in front of Gu Qingshan.

“Extraordinary!”

"The metamorphosis of the devil!"

"Come on, don't mess with him."

The dead are whispering.

When Gu Qingshan kicked the third dead into the blood, the steps have already been opened.

It was a straight road.

The road is clean and there are no dead.