Chapter 334 Cold Heart

on the sky.

Several powerful attacks gathered together, forcing Gu Qingshan to a situation where he had nowhere to go.

No one can resist the blow of the sixty top professionals, even Gu Qingshan has only one dead end.

Gu Qing Shan stood in the air without moving.

"Dead." The Emperor of the Empire narrowed his eyes and said softly.

Suddenly, Gu Qing Shan disappeared from the spot.

A clone powerhouse appeared in his place.

The man was visibly stunned.

There was a dazzling brilliance in his sight.

"Do not……"

He only had time to say one word.

The brilliant light of destruction enveloped him.

With the full blow of the sixty strong men, not even the scum was left.

On the other side, Gu Qing Shan appeared.

With a flash of the earth sword, he killed one person as easily as cutting tofu.

"go."

Gu Qingshan said.

The Earth Sword did not enter the void.

Only heard a "pop" sound.

The head of a strong man was stabbed by the ground sword, and the red and white brains burst open.

Seeing that Gu Qingshan abandoned the ground sword, more than a dozen attacks rushed towards him in an instant.

Gu Qingshan didn't dodge at all, holding the Chaoyin Sword to chop off the head of another professional.

Dozens of attacks hit the body.

--boom!

The attack hits!

The void shook endlessly.

But the one who died was a strong man who was attacking.

Gu Qingshan appeared in the original position of the strong man.

The emperor's heart sank, and he roared: "Be careful, he can use a skill that swaps places with people!"

The crowd suddenly realized.

Gu Qingshan disappeared again and appeared behind a person.

——This time, it's not swapping positions.

Shrink to the ground!

brush!

With a wave of the long sword, the man died instantly.

After killing this person, Gu Qing Shan disappeared again.

Now, he is a monk in the spiritual transformation stage, and he is also a famous figure in the world of practice.

The total amount of spiritual power in the Spirit Transformation Stage is enough for Gu Qingshan to use his skills calmly.

In the void, a little golden light kept flashing and disappearing.

One professional after another had their heads chopped off and fell from the sky.

His Majesty the Emperor couldn't believe his eyes.

Gu Qing Shan only did two things in total.

sudden appearance.

Swing the sword at will.

No one can stop him.

He is like an ancient god in golden armor flying in the air, wielding a long sword to harvest life.

On the God of War interface, prompts kept popping up.

"One-shot kill, spiritual power has been returned."

"One-shot kill, spiritual power has been returned."

"One-shot kill, spiritual power has been returned."

...

"Don't use magic, let's go together! Kill him!" His Majesty the Emperor shouted through gritted teeth.

Professionals flocked.

Gu Qing Shan flew back.

Chaoyin Sword let go.

A bright star-like light condensed into a line, cut through the void, and kept spinning and strangling the professionals who came after.

Secret sword, star marks.

"This... what kind of ability is this, I have never seen such a technique before." A professional exclaimed.

A bloodline spread over him, ending all his fears.

Gu Qingshan kept his hand tricks.

The earth sword also shuttled rapidly in the void, reaping the life in the sky.

No matter how powerful a professional is, he is powerless to resist the full-strength slash of the Earth Sword.

When Mankong's professionals were killed in half, no one could do any damage to Gu Qingshan.

Even the clones collapsed at this time.

They screamed in horror and fled.

But Feijian is faster than them.

Before long, all clones were killed.

At this time, Gu Qingshan turned around and looked at Emperor Fuxi.

Emperor Fuxi suppressed his emotions, looked at Gu Qingshan up and down, and suddenly asked, "What is your relationship with the Pope of the Holy Religion?"

"Why do you ask this?" Gu Qingshan asked unexpectedly.

"I always thought that the only Pope in this world is completely incredible, and now there is another one."

The emperor said slowly: "Any of your actions and battles are different from ours and cannot be understood."

"The Pope..."

Gu Qingshan suddenly remembered that at the last moment of the apocalypse, the Pope disappeared from the world.

The voice of the goddess of justice sounded, interrupting his thoughts.

"Your Excellency, please end the battle as soon as possible. The armies of the two countries met a second ago."

"Okay!" Gu Qing Shan said.

He squeezed a hand.

The Earth Sword was suspended beside him, and the Chaoyin Sword flew back.

Gu Qingshan said slowly: "Your Majesty, the last chance, surrender."

"Unfortunately, my clone is not perfect." Emperor Fuxi said with emotion.

Gu Qingshan said: "Battles need to be accumulated. Even if clones replicate their power, how can they exert their power without hundreds of battles?"

Emperor Fuxi did not speak.

Gu Qingshan said: "Please order the army of the Fuxi Empire to withdraw."

It wasn't until the clone was killed that it was the emperor's turn. Gu Qingshan felt that he had done his best.

Emperor Fuxi was a rank 5 powerhouse and the soul of the Fuxi Empire.

Not to mention, he must know a lot of secret information about Huang Quan, which is impossible for any living human to know.

If he could persuade him to turn back, it would be a great help to the human world.

Emperor Fuxi burst out laughing.

"Idiot," he shook his head, "the world can't go back."

"The world can't go back, but we can make it go to the better side instead of collapsing." Gu Qing Shan said.

"The future I embrace is the future in which the Empire dominates the entire world," the emperor roared.

Moisture gradually formed around him.

Water vapor swirled around him, forming a dense mist that condensed into an ice bead.

The emperor held the ice beads and crushed them into pieces.

The emperor's voice became low: "You are very strong, but if I transform into a dead man, you cannot kill me."

He was talking, but saw Gu Qingshan's expression of regret, and sighed slightly.

An excruciating pain.

The earth sword pierced the emperor's heart and flew towards Gu Qingshan.

The dripping blood swayed from the ground sword, the beating heart scattered into several pieces, and the cold wind blew away.

"Well……"

The emperor covered his heart and looked down at the blood hole in his chest.

He suddenly laughed wildly: "Hahaha! It's too late, I have already called my ancestors, and soon I will have an immortal body!"

The fluttering water vapor condensed into a block of ice in front of him.

The emperor grabbed the ice and pressed it into his heart.

"This is the heart of ice. From now on, as long as I touch any piece of ice in hell, I can recover from my injuries."

The emperor looked at Gu Qing Shan with a faint smile.

He has a cold heart.

"You took the initiative to become the deceased." Gu Qingshan said solemnly.

"Yeah, then it's up to you to think about it," the emperor said slowly, "--how can we defeat the undead?"

The sound stopped abruptly.

The ice in the emperor's heart gradually spread throughout his body, freezing him into a lump of ice.

He was frozen in a piece of ice like this, only his head was exposed, but he couldn't move.

The emperor looked around, his eyes seemed a little puzzled.

- This is not what I thought.

In this ice, he did not die for a while.

The ice cubes wrapped the emperor, floating helplessly in mid-air.

Such a strange scene made Gu Qingshan stunned for a moment.

Anyway, the war has broken out and Emperor Fuxi must die now!

Gu Qingshan was holding the ground sword, ready to go forward and end the opponent.

He moved, but suddenly stopped.

A bad premonition came to mind.

"What is it?" Gu Qing Shan murmured.

Invisibly, something seemed to come.

On the ice cubes, water vapor permeates.

The water vapor quickly filled the entire sky with a faint gray color.

Almost instantly, the water vapor formed a river that traversed the sky and appeared in front of Gu Qingshan.

Looking at this river, people can't help but feel fear and despair, as if some irresistible disaster is coming.

"Wang Chuan... No, it's too far..." Gu Qing Shan distinguished and muttered.

The river seemed to have life, gradually rushing towards Gu Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan was on guard.

He fought countless battles in his life, but never fought a river.

There are still dozens of meters away, and the river has turned into a huge wave, pressing down towards Gu Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan was thinking of a countermeasure when the Chaoyin Sword suddenly flew into his hands.

Chaoyinjian trembled slightly, as if telling something.

On the God of War interface, a prompt appeared.

"The Chaoyin Sword requests the use of your soul power, and the number to use is: 10."

"Do you allow it to use your soul power?"

Soul power is not only divine power, it has been used by the Prehistoric Flames Battle Armor, and the Heavenly Demon Empress has also used it. It is like a source of power, and it also supports Gu Qingshan's continuous advancement.

Unexpectedly, once the Chaoyin Sword is repaired, it will use soul power.

Gu Qingshan was surprised and said with anticipation: "I allow it."

Another line of words appeared on the God of War interface: "Soul power has been paid."

The invisible wind swirled around Gu Qingshan, extending to Chaoyin Sword.

The Chaoyin Sword erupted with a thunderous roar, and soon became quiet again.

However, in front of this humming sound, the river seemed to be frightened and suddenly changed.

In front of Gu Qingshan, the river splits on both sides.

The turbulent flood bypassed him and flew away at a rapid pace.

Gu Qing Shan stood on the spot, not a drop of water touched his body.

"Could it be that the so-called sea of ​​bitterness is all over, is to control the water? ... No, the river just now is not pure water of the five elements..." Gu Qingshan thought thoughtfully.

In the void, there was a hoarse whisper.

"Well...it's amazing, a force that I can't get close to..." Accompanied by this voice, the icy aura spread rapidly.

When Emperor Fuxi heard this voice, there was a hint of peace on his face.

"Lord Ancestor, you are finally here," the emperor said.

Behind Emperor Fuxi, a throne made of frost appeared in the void.

On the frosty throne overflowing with cold air, sat a skeleton.

The wide black robe obscured his figure, revealing only a skull.

Wearing a frost crown on the skeleton head, holding a long sword that emits a gray gas in his hand.

The skull opened his mouth and said in a hoarse and low voice: "Emperor, it seems that your entire plan has failed."

"Ancestor, this person is very strange. None of my people are his opponents." Emperor Fuxi explained.

"You failed," Heipao said, "Do you know what failure means for the emperor of a country?"

"Ancestor, give me another chance, as long as I transform into the dead, I will not let him go." Emperor Fuxi said.

The man in black robe said calmly, "Can't you hear clearly? Then I'll say it again."

"you."

"lose,"

"defeat,"

"Yes."

Emperor Fuxi was frozen in ice and didn't know what to do for a while.

He has never flattered anyone, so in the face of such a situation, he can't even say a good word.

The black-robed skeleton leaned forward, looked at the emperor and said, "When a country perishes, the king should at least be the last to surrender, but you have surpassed the scope of the country and become the first traitor in the entire human world. Your failure as a human being."

Emperor Fuxi was stunned.

Gu Qingshan said this before.

The black-robed skeleton continued: "It's okay if you came over, but you screwed up everything."

"As a king, you betrayed your own country and betrayed your own world."

"As a speculator, you use up all your chips without doing me any favors."

There was deep boredom in the tone of the black-robed skeleton.

"You don't deserve to have a heart of ice."

"As a loser, your best way to atone for your sins is to become a weapon like other waste kings." The black-robed skull said.

The long sword exuding gray gas flashed.

Emperor Fuxi's head fell off, and his face was full of disbelief.

Wrapped in ice, he still did not lose his life.

The emperor looked at the black-robed skeleton and finally begged: "I am your descendant, ancestor!"

"My descendants, listen to me seriously," said the black-robed skeleton holding Emperor Fuxi's head, "Your actions show that you are not fit to be Fuxi's emperor."

"If you are not the emperor, then you are just an indifferent descendant of mine."

The black-robed skeleton said, his body straightened, his head slightly tilted back, and he took a deep breath.

On Emperor Fuxi's head, an illusory figure flew up and shouted in horror.

This illusory figure was sucked into the nose by the black-robed man.

The black-robed skeleton kept its head tilted back and let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

"It is the soul of his own descendants, the most powerful." He groaned.

In his hands, the head of Emperor Fuxi has turned into a skull.

Emperor Fuxi, who was very talented, was killed by his own ancestors like this.

His soul was eaten, leaving only a skull.