Chapter 402 More Fierce Than They

Looking at the long list of descriptions 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.

"You can only know the specific attributes of the related magical powers only if the artifact tells you personally."

Well, this is similar to Earth Sword and Chaoyin.

Gu Qingshan doesn't care about this, after all, he will know sooner or later.

A crucial question came to his mind.

The Six Realms Divine Mountain Sword is the only divine weapon that can resist the colorful spear.

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. The disaster had not yet erupted, and I was sleeping." Shan Nu looked confused.

"Can the opponent hurt your sword body?"

"No, my sword body is formed by the law of the big iron surrounding mountains, and it can resist even the wind of chaos, and 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 learned about a magical power of the Six Realms Divine Mountain Sword: Immortality."

"Immortal: All methods and forces in the world of the ten directions cannot damage the body of this sword."

Gu Qingshan watched it calmly.

But I heard Shan Nu continue: "The other party seems to know that I can't be destroyed. They used some kind of secret method to weaken my power against me as a tool spirit, and then severely injured me."

Speaking of this incident, Shan Nu 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 stand up for other gods for a while, and maybe the situation will turn around."

"As a result, my injuries were too severe, and my supernatural powers could not be manifested, so I was knocked away by the colorful spear."

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

Gu Qingshan couldn't help but ponder when he heard it.

Before the disaster broke out, the artifact was calculated, who can do this?

Perhaps the demon had long been lurking in Huangquan, and it was not until the war broke out that it suddenly attacked.

Conspiracy the artifact, kill the gods, occupy the Yellow Springs, bewitch hell to come to the world, wait until the world collapses, and then invade six worlds in one fell swoop.

Gu Qing Shan only felt a chill in his heart.

The methods of the demons are linked one by one, and every step is perfectly realized.

It's a little scary.

But on the surface, in order to divert Shan Nu's emotions, he asked, "Are you okay now? Are you still injured?"

"No, I was much better before I met you, and then you gave me three treasures, and I'm completely fine now." Shan Nu said.

Gu Qingshan held the Six Realms Divine Mountain Sword in front of him.

The sword body like an autumn water exudes the slightest chill.

"Don't think about what happened before, now is the most critical moment - Huang Quan's future depends on this..." Gu Qingshan said.

Shan Nu immediately answered: "Young master, rest assured, I am in a prime state and will never disappoint you."

She asked back: "What about you? In the face of the powerful dead in the eighteenth hell, do you dare to compete with them?"

Gu Qing Shan smiled.

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

"But according to your will!" Shan Nu said.

...

Bloody hell.

This is one of the most brutal hells.

Most of the deceased who were thrown into this hell were violent and cruel, and had done unimaginably serious harm to others.

So after death, they suffer in this hell.

There are endless monsters hidden in the sea of ​​blood, they are always biting the body of the dead, and the pain is unspeakable.

Some time ago, after the appearance of the Prison Suppressing Ghost King Staff, the entire sea of ​​blood boiled.

Participate in the challenge of life and death, in the process of fighting, you will step by step from the sea of ​​blood, and board the arena of the ghost king.

As long as you climb the steps in front of the ring, the deceased will not be tortured by the sea of ​​blood for the time being.

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

For such a good thing, almost all the powerful deceased signed up.

Now, a long time has passed.

The other seventeen layers of hell have chosen the strongest.

The only promotion spot in this heavy hell is still in fierce competition.

I saw a huge square ring in the center of the sea of ​​blood.

The arena is divided into four sides, each with 1,800 steps.

Gu Qing Shan stood in front of the first steps.

He looked up.

But on the 1,800 steps, there were groans of pain everywhere.

All the deceased who were eliminated were thrown out of the ring by other powerhouses and landed somewhere on the steps.

Some of the dead died, and the bodies gradually disappeared.

More dead are not dead.

They were seriously injured in the fight and lay on the steps suffering the pain of defeat.

Gu Qing Shan appeared under the steps.

Immediately, countless crippled dead people found him.

"Look, an intact fellow." One of the dead exclaimed.

"Damn, he didn't show up until we all failed, and he really thought about it."

"I'll kill him!" another dead man yelled.

The dead moved.

They swarmed over, trying to grab Gu Qing Shan's feet.

"These losers want to prevent you from getting into the ring," Shan Nu reminded.

Gu Qingshan swung his sword and killed the nearest dead in front of him.

More and more dead were rushing towards him.

Using their hands and feet, they climbed and rolled down the high steps, just to keep new competitors from passing through.

The sword danced.

Countless sword beams kill the dead like a meat grinder.

But in a hell, there are too many dead people, and Gu Qingshan can't kill them all at once.

Even if the dead were killed, they would only fall asleep.

Therefore, they rushed up without fear of death, and stopped Gu Qingshan from climbing the steps.

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

On the other steps, more deceased rushed over.

"Don't even think about going up!" a deceased man laughed wildly.

Gu Qingshan waved his sword to meet the enemy.

The deceased who dared to take part in the challenge were more or less capable. Coupled with the huge number, Gu Qingshan was at a stalemate for a while.

Shan Nu said anxiously: "It can't go on like this. They obviously can't beat you, but they stop you from getting on the ring because of the crowd."

Gu Qing Shan didn't speak, he just kept swinging his sword.

At this moment, a scream sounded from the ring at the top.

Another competitor dies.

The winner of the blood sea hell is about to be born.

And Gu Qingshan was still standing in front of the first step, beheading a steady stream of dead people.

He hasn't made a single step forward.

Gu Qingshan suddenly said to himself: "It's also my negligence, I forgot that these people are villains of all ages, and I forgot that this is a fight in hell."

"What do you mean?" Shan Nu asked.

"It means that strength alone is not enough to convince these villains."

"Then what should I do?" Shan Nu was even more anxious.

Gu Qingshan's sword stance changed.

The killing intent disappeared from him.

But his whole person had an inexplicable aura.

"More vicious than them," he said.

boom!

The dense sword shadows bloom, like leaves flying in the wind, blowing across the steps.

Countless screams rang out.

Not a single person died.

Their hands and feet were cut off and they lay on the steps like sticks.

The thunderous howls rose to the sky.

In the eyes of countless sinister and resentful eyes, Gu Qingshan kicked a dead man who lost his limbs down the steps.

The dead soaked in the sea of ​​blood beneath the steps.

In the sea of ​​blood, many shadows immediately swam over and devoured the dead man.

The sea of ​​blood will keep the dead from dying and suffer this torture alive.

"Aaaaaah, don't! I was wrong! I shouldn't have stopped you, please let me go!"

The dead man cried aloud.

On the steps, countless dead people froze.

Gu Qing Shan said slowly: "You guys had a great time on the steps? Don't you have to suffer from the sea of ​​blood?"

He stood still, a smile on his face.

"I don't have to be in the ring, but then, I will turn you all into human sticks and throw them all into the sea of ​​blood."

"You have no hands and no feet and are constantly being eaten by monsters. I guess you have never tried this kind of pleasure."

He kicked the second dead man into a sea of ​​blood.

The deceased screamed in 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, but cut off their hands and feet, leaving them with no resistance at all.

——He was devoured by blood sea monsters without any resistance.

This is the real torture.

"You devil!" a dead man shouted.

He quietly climbed away from the steps in front of Gu Qing Shan.

"Extremely evil!"

"Perverted devil!"

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

The dead whispered.

When Gu Qingshan kicked the third deceased out of the sea of ​​blood, the steps had already made way.

That's a straight road to the ring.

The road was clean and there were no dead people.