Chapter Ninety-Three: The Art of Rotation of Life and Death

Countless sword qi as thin as a hair penetrated the entire space, forming a net that could not be broken free.

- Secret Sword: Starmark!

A gust of wind rose through the dark passages.

The light net spread out in the wind, whirling and strangling in all directions.

Severed hands, heads, chests, and internal organs were sprinkled all over the sky.

The stiff monk was wiped out in large swaths.

But the monks who were still alive were unmoved.

They stood there coldly, staring at the soaring sword in mid-air with a strange expression.

"It turned out to be the ghost king of Huangquan who was never born." They said in unison.

It was like a certain being speaking to Gu Qingshan through the mouths of all the monks.

The next second.

All the flesh and blood corpses that had been slain flew back upside down and landed on the vermilion gate, where they were sucked in silently.

A strange red glow surged across the gate.

Squeak –

The door slowly opened.

The wind is blowing.

Hundreds of skeletons in armor, armed with various weapons, flew out of the door.

The skeletons were surrounded by phosphorus fire and galloped down towards Gu Qingshan.

Huangquan Ghost Soldiers!

Those monks who were killed by Gu Qingshan's sword directly reincarnated as Huangquan ghost soldiers through this vermilion gate!

The remaining monks smiled strangely and said in unison:

"Legend has it that the Huangquan Ghost King can control all the dead, but I don't believe it, come on, let me try your catties."

Gu Qingshan was stunned and swung out a giant moon-white sword.

All the ghost pawns roared in unison, and without dodging or dodging, they rushed towards the sword.

Jingle Clank!

The sword slashed at them, making countless clashing sounds.

The ghost pawns were stunned by the sword, and they couldn't help but suddenly rise a yin qi on their bodies.

In an instant, they completely turned into shadows, and the giant sword light pierced through their bodies and flew into the sky.

The monks said proudly: "Ghost pawns are born to penetrate everything in the world, I want to see how you deal with it." ”

As soon as the words fell, Gu Qingshan suddenly disappeared with the long sword in his hand.

He appeared in a place where the monks were concentrated.

"Look for death!" The monks shouted.

"Ahhh————h

A strong storm erupted from him, turning into a visible black stream of air, which exploded in all directions.

The power of the Dragon's Bloodline!

In the past, in order to prevent this kind of domineering power from infecting others, Gu Qingshan had always used a cloak of darkness and silence to cover his aura.

After seeing Su Xue'er's injuries, Gu Qingshan was already angry and didn't want to care about anything.

Since the opening of the World Sacrifice, the power of a demon dragon has been completely subdued, and it is slowly transforming into his power.

- Gu Qingshan can already drive this kind of power!

I saw a stream of black air burrowing into the bodies of many monks, making them tremble all over.

The aura of all kinds of spells in their hands was suddenly extinguished.

The power of the overbearing dragon is eroding them and changing them.

This is the most domineering power of the Demon Dragon!

This is the strongest Horcrux power of the Extremely Ancient Race!

No matter Gu Qingshan himself, or even the Extremely Ancient No. 1 powerhouse, there was no good way to deal with the erosion of this power, and in the end, he could only rely on the Dance of Sacrifice of All Living Beings to slowly get rid of it.

How do these monks from other worlds know how to deal with it?

Their eyes returned to clarity, but they soon couldn't withstand the power and let out all kinds of screams.

Maybe after a period of suffering, they will have the power seed of the demon dragon, which will greatly speed up their cultivation, and various abilities will be rapidly developed, and their strength will rise-

But they have no future.

"Die!"

Gu Qingshan spit out a word.

The dazzling brilliance turned, and countless sword shadows flew up on the long sword, shooting away like a shock.

More than 1,000 monks who are still alive were all killed!

Countless lights and shadows turned into a trickle, and instantly flew back upside down, submerging into Gu Qingshan's body.

"Uh-huh-"

Gu Qingshan closed his eyes and let out an uncontrollable sound of pain.

Those monks had just become the Demon Dragon Blood Descendant, and they were completely wiped out by him, so all of their spiritual power, soul power, and qi and blood power were absorbed by Gu Qingshan.

On the God of War interface, lines of firefly small characters are quickly refreshed:

"You killed 1,968 cultivators."

"Since you have used the corrosive power of the Demon Dragon Bloodline, according to the rules of the Demon Dragon Horcrux, all their power is yours."

"You've gained 800,000 soul power."

"All other kinds of power are starting to merge with the power of the dragon, and it will continue to improve your strength in the coming days."

Gu Qingshan swept it at a glance, and then looked down.

Those Yellow Springs ghost pawns are hurrying forward.

But they're too slow to shrink into inches.

"Nope! That's my strength! ”

On the vermilion gate, an angry voice sounded.

As Gu Qingshan had seen just now, it needed to absorb everything from the monks before it could transform it into a ghost pawn.

Gu Qingshan only tested one sword, and immediately eroded all the monks with the power of the demon dragon, and then transformed it into his own power.

His strategy changed so quickly that the Vermilion Gate didn't even have time to react.

Now, the Vermilion Gate can no longer get those powers.

"Souls, return to the Yellow Springs!"

There was a buzz from the vermilion gate.

- The only thing left in the field is the souls of the monks.

Thousands of souls flew towards the vermilion gate in panic.

They didn't even know how they died just now, so now they naturally had to flee from Gu Qingshan's side quickly.

Gu Qingshan quietly watched this scene and said softly:

"Since you dare to hurt me, don't go into the Yellow Spring."

He pulled out the Hell Suppressor Scepter.

All souls suddenly froze in the void, unable to move.

Those who have died must respect the orders of the ghost king of Huangquan, otherwise the soul will completely dissipate.

The vermilion gate let out a heaven-shattering roar: "Ghost King, you dare to be so presumptuous, my god of the ghost gate wants you to die today!" ”

The void vibrated strongly.

The light and shadow of the secret corridor are becoming ephemeral and illusory.

- The whole world is illusory.

And another world is gradually revealed.

Divine skill, the cycle of life and death!

The clouds are dense, the ghosts are soaring, and above the dusky river, there is a strange rocky pass.

The vermilion gate stood at this pass, emitting a dazzling red glow.

"Come on, all enter the Yellow Spring, Ghost King, you and your people will be trapped here by me from now on, and you will never be able to come out!"

I saw countless gods and monsters coming into the air, far and near.

He looked down and saw that Su Xue'er and Lan Xiu were also pulled into the shadow of this world.

The voice of the earth sword suddenly sounded:

"Gu Qingshan, quickly think of a way, this is the shadow of the alternation of the two worlds, once this spell is completed, the shadow of the world will become real, then we will completely stay in this world."

Gu Qingshan said expressionlessly: "I can see it, but I want to say-"

"It dares me to return to Yellow Springs......"

On the scepter, the unicorn skull's eye sockets emitted a oozing red glow.

Gu Qingshan shouted in a low voice: "No matter who you are, wake up to me now, our war is about to start." ”

- The Origin of the Dead!

With this power, the Huangquan Ghost King can communicate with all the dead in the air, and can even make the dead who have fallen asleep wake up immediately.

Immediately, in the fragments of this Yellow Spring World, all the dead who were sleeping in the eighteenth layer of hell opened their eyes at the same time.

In an instant, they understood what was happening.

After countless years, the ruler of hell has finally appeared!

Gu Qingshan waved the Hell-Suppressing Ghost King's staff violently and roared angrily:

"Come on, no matter who you have been ruled by and what kind of karma you have, from this moment on, hell is under my control!"

- The Prison Realm Collapses!

This is the divine power that opens the eighteen hells.

Dense crowds of dead began to appear in the Yellow Spring.

With the power of the Hell Suppressor Staff, they were released from the collapsing hell!

"If anyone dares to stop me......" Gu Qingshan said lightly.

The scepter emitted an infinite red glow, causing the entire Yellow Springs world to begin to shake.

Next to the Great Iron Fence Mountain, on the bank of the Lechuan River, the earth fell into a violent tremor.

- Six Ways of Battle!

Hell begins to separate from the Yellow Springs!

Boom Boom –

The entire eighteenth layer of hell is breaking away from the depths of the Yellow Spring.

Billions of dead roared in unison.

"Long live the Ghost King!"

"No one can resist the king of hell!"

Meanwhile.

The panicked voices of countless gods resounded at the same time:

"Quickly undo the Rotation of Life and Death Technique!"