Looking at the long list of explanations 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.

"Only when the artifact tells you in person, can you know the specific attributes of the relevant supernatural powers."

Well, it's pretty much the same as the Earth Sword and the Tide Sound.

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

A crucial question came to his mind.

The Sword of the Divine Mountain of the Six Realms is the only artifact that can resist the colorful spear.

How could such a powerful artifact be seriously injured before the war began?

"Mountain Maiden."

"Huh?"

"I want to ask, how did you get hurt in the first place?"

"I don't know, I wasn't asleep before the disaster broke out." The mountain girl looked confused.

"Can the other party hurt your sword body?"

"No, my sword body is composed of the laws of the Great Iron Fence Mountain, even the wind of chaos can resist it, and no one can damage my sword body."

As soon as this sentence was spoken, lines of small firefly words immediately appeared on the operation interface of the God of War.

"You have learned of one of the spiritual powers of the Six Realms Divine Mountain Sword: Immortal."

"Immortal: All the laws and forces of the Ten Directions World cannot damage the body of this sword."

Gu Qingshan finished reading it quietly.

But the mountain girl continued: "The other party seems to know that I cannot be destroyed, and they used some secret method to weaken my strength against me, a machine spirit, and then severely injured me. ”

Speaking of this, the mountain girl looked a little sad and regretful.

"If I'm intact, we have a god with a sword who can rely on me to fight against the Colorful Spear."

"At the very least, he can stand up for the other gods for a while, and maybe the situation will turn around."

"As a result, I was too seriously injured to manifest my supernatural powers, so I was knocked away by the colorful spear."

"Since then, the gods have had no choice but to fall."

When Gu Qingshan heard this, he couldn't help but ponder.

The artifact was plotted before the disaster broke out, who could do this?

Perhaps the demons had been lurking in Huangquan for a long time, and they waited until the outbreak of war before they suddenly attacked.

Plotting artifacts, killing gods, occupying Yellow Springs, bewitching hell to descend on the world, and waiting until the world collapses, then invade six worlds in one fell swoop.

Gu Qingshan only felt a chill in his heart.

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

It's a bit scary.

However, on the surface, in order to divert the mountain girl's emotions, he asked, "Are you okay now?" But there are still dark wounds? ”

"No, I was much better before I met you, and then you gave me three more treasures, and I'm completely well now." Mountain Maiden Road.

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

The sword body like autumn water exudes a slight chill.

"Don't think about it before, now is the most critical moment - the future of Huangquan depends on this......" Gu Qingshan said.

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

She asked rhetorically, "What about you?" Facing the mighty dead of the Eighteen Hells, do you dare to fight against them? ”

Gu Qingshan smiled.

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

"But by your will!" Mountain Maiden Road.

……

Hell of the Sea of Blood.

This is one of the most ferocious hells.

Most of the deceased who were thrown into this hell were tyrannical and cruel in their lives, and they did unimaginable serious harm to others.

So after death, he suffers in this hell.

Hidden in the sea of blood are endless monsters, which tear at the bodies of the dead at all times, and the pain is unspeakable.

Some time ago, after the appearance of the Hell Suppression Ghost King Staff, the entire sea of blood boiled.

Participate in the challenge of life and death, and in the process of fighting, you will step by step out of the sea of blood and enter the ring of the ghost king.

As long as you climb the steps in front of the ring, the deceased will not have to suffer from the torture of 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.

Such a good thing, almost all the powerful deceased have been registered.

Now, a long time has passed.

The other seventeen layers of hell have all chosen the strongest.

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

In the center of the sea of blood, there was a huge square ring.

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

Gu Qingshan stood in front of the first step.

He looked up.

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

All the dead who were eliminated were thrown out of the ring by other strong men and landed somewhere on the steps.

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

Many more of the dead did not die.

They were badly injured in the process of fighting and lay on the steps suffering from defeat.

Gu Qingshan appeared at the bottom of the steps.

Immediately, countless mutilated dead people discovered him.

"Look, an intact guy." One of the dead shouted.

"Damn, he didn't show up until we all failed, and he really knew how to think."

"I'll kill him!" Another deceased shouted.

The dead moved.

They swarmed and crawled over, trying to grab Gu Qingshan's feet.

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

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

More and more dead rushed towards him.

They use their hands and feet together, climbing and rolling down the high steps just to keep new competitors out of their way.

The sword dances.

Countless swords and rays are like meat grinders killing the dead.

But in a hell, the number of dead is too much, and Gu Qingshan can't kill them all at once.

Even if the dead were killed, they would only fall into a deep sleep.

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

For a time, the entire staircase was filled with countless dead.

On the other steps, more dead rushed over.

"Don't think about going up!" One of the dead laughed maniacally.

Gu Qingshan swung his sword to meet the enemy.

The deceased who dared to participate in the challenge had more or less some ability, coupled with the huge number, Gu Qingshan was at a stalemate for a while.

The mountain girl said anxiously: "It can't go on like this, they obviously can't beat you, but they rely on the crowd to prevent you from getting into the ring." ”

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

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

Another contender is dead.

The winner of the bloody hell is about to be born.

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

He hadn't made a single move.

Gu Qingshan suddenly said to himself: "It's also my negligence, I actually forgot that these people are villains from all eras, and I forgot that this is a battle to win in hell." ”

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

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

"So what to do?" The mountain girl was even more anxious.

Gu Qingshan's sword momentum changed.

The killing intent vanished from him.

But his whole person has an inexplicable momentum.

"More vicious than they are." He said.

Rumble!

Dense sword shadows bloomed, like leaves flying in the wind, blowing across the steps.

Countless screams rang out.

None of the dead died.

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

An earth-shattering wail rose to the sky.

In the eyes of countless vicious and resentful eyes, Gu Qingshan kicked a deceased who had lost his hands and feet down the steps.

The dead were soaked in a sea of blood beneath the steps.

In the sea of blood, many shadows immediately swam over and gnawed at the deceased.

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

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

The deceased cried loudly.

On the steps, countless dead froze.

Gu Qingshan said slowly: "You guys are very happy on the steps?" Don't suffer from the sea of blood? ”

He stood still, a smile on his face.

"I can not go to the ring, but next, I will turn you all into human sticks and throw them all into the sea of blood."

"The pleasure of being eaten by monsters without hands or feet, I guess you've never tried it."

He kicked the second deceased into the sea of blood.

The dead suddenly let out a howl of pain.

The dead on the steps watched the scene silently.

In hell, death means slumber, a brief farewell to pain and suffering.

But Gu Qingshan didn't give them death, but cut off their hands and feet, so that they didn't even have the slightest strength to resist.

- Eaten by the monsters of the sea of blood without resistance.

That's the real torture.

"You devil!" One of the dead shouted.

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

"Extremely evil!"

"Perverted demons!"

"Hurry up, don't mess with him."

The dead whispered.

When Gu Qingshan kicked the third deceased into the sea of blood, the steps had already gone up to make way for a way.

It was a straight road to the ring.

The road was clean and there were no dead people.