Countless hair-thin sword energy penetrated the entire space, forming an inescapable net.
——Secret Sword·Star Mark!
A strong wind surged in the dark passage.
The light net spread out in the wind, spinning and strangling in all directions.
Severed hands, heads, chests, and internal organs were scattered all over the sky and the ground.
The stiff monk was wiped out in large swaths.
However, the monks who were still alive were unmoved.
They stood there coldly, staring at the flying sword in mid-air with a strange expression.
"It turns out to be the Ghost King of Underworld who has never been born." They said at the same time.
——It was like a certain being was speaking to Gu Qingshan through the mouths of all the monks.
The next second.
All the beheaded flesh and blood corpses flew back, landed on the vermilion door, and were sucked in silently.
A strange red light shone on the door.
Squeak——
The door slowly opened.
The wind is blowing everywhere.
Hundreds of armored skeletons, armed with various weapons, flew out of the door.
The skeletons were surrounded by phosphorus fire and flew down towards Gu Qingshan.
Underworld ghost soldiers!
Those monks who were killed by Gu Qingshan's sword passed through this vermilion gate and were directly reincarnated into the underworld's ghost soldiers!
The remaining monks showed strange smiles and said in unison:
"It is said that the Ghost King of Underworld can control all the dead. I don't believe it. Come on, let me try your skills."
Gu Qingshan, as if he hadn't heard anything, waved a giant moon-white sword light.
All the ghost soldiers roared in unison, rushing towards the sword light without evading or dodging.
Jingle-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!
The sword light struck them, making countless clashing sounds.
The ghost soldiers were delayed by the sword light, and a yin energy suddenly rose from their bodies.
In an instant, they completely turned into shadows, and the giant sword light penetrated their bodies and flew towards the distant sky.
Those monks said proudly: "Ghost soldiers are born to penetrate everything in the world. I want to see how you deal with it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Qingshan and the long sword in his hand suddenly disappeared.
He appears where monks gather.
"Seeking death!" the monks shouted.
"Ah ah ah ah——" Gu Qingshan suddenly let out a loud shout.
A strong storm broke out from his body and turned into a visible black air current, which suddenly dispersed in all directions.
The power of the demonic dragon bloodline!
In the past, in order to prevent this domineering power from infecting others, Gu Qingshan always covered his aura with a cloak of darkness and silence.
After seeing the injuries on Su Xueer's body, Gu Qingshan was furious and didn't want to take anything into account.
Since opening the World Sacrifice, the power of the demonic dragon has been completely surrendered and is slowly transforming into his own power.
——Gu Qingshan can already control this power!
I saw streams of black air entering the bodies of many monks, causing their whole bodies to tremble.
The auras of various spells in their hands were immediately extinguished.
That domineering dragon power is eroding them and changing them.
This is the most domineering power of the dragon!
This is the most powerful Horcrux power of the ancient human race!
No matter Gu Qingshan himself, or even the most powerful person in ancient times, there is no good way to deal with the erosion of this power. In the end, he can only rely on the life-sacrifice dance of all living beings to slowly eliminate it.
How do these monks from other worlds know how to deal with them?
Their eyesight returned to clarity one after another, but soon they couldn't bear the power and let out all kinds of miserable screams.
Perhaps after experiencing a period of pain, they will possess the power seeds of the demon dragon, which will greatly speed up their practice. Various abilities will be rapidly developed, and their strength will increase -
But they have no future.
"die!"
Gu Qingshan spit out one word.
The dazzling brilliance rotated, and countless sword shadows flew up from the long sword, shooting away like a thunderbolt.
Kill all the more than a thousand monks who were still alive!
Countless lights and shadows turned into trickles, flew back instantly, and sank into Gu Qingshan's body.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Gu Qingshan closed his eyes and let out a sound of uncontrollable pain.
Those monks were completely killed by him as soon as they became demon dragon blood descendants, so all their spiritual power, soul power, and energy and blood were absorbed by Gu Qingshan.
On the God of War interface, lines of small firefly characters refreshed rapidly:
"You killed one thousand nine hundred and sixty-eight practitioners."
"Because you used the corrosive power of the demon dragon blood descendants, according to the rules of the demon dragon soul weapon, all their power belongs to you."
"You have gained 800,000 soul power."
"All other types of power begin to merge into the power of the dragon, which will continue to enhance your strength in the coming days."
Gu Qingshan glanced at it and then looked down.
Those underworld ghost soldiers are coming quickly.
But they are too slow compared to shrinking.
"No! Those are my powers!"
An angry voice sounded from the vermilion gate.
As Gu Qingshan saw just now, it needs to absorb everything from the monks before it can transform them into ghost soldiers.
Gu Qingshan only tried 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 Zhu Hongmen didn't even have time to react.
Now, the Vermilion Gate can no longer access those powers.
"Souls, return to hell!"
There was a buzzing sound at the vermilion gate.
——The only thing left in the field were 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 have to escape from Gu Qingshan.
Gu Qingshan watched this scene quietly and said softly:
"Since you dare to hurt my people, don't go to hell."
He drew out the Prison-Suppressing Ghost King Staff.
All souls suddenly stagnated in the void, unable to move at all.
The dead must obey the orders of the Ghost King of Underworld, otherwise their souls will completely dissipate.
The vermilion gate let out a thunderous roar: "King of Ghosts, how dare you be so presumptuous, I, the God of the Ghost Gate, want you to die today!"
The void shook violently.
The light and shadow belonging to the secret corridor are becoming erratic and illusory.
——The whole world is illusory.
And another world gradually emerged.
Divine skills, the cycle of life and death!
Overcast clouds and ghostly spirits filled the sky. Above the dim river was a pass with jagged rocks.
The vermilion gate stands at this pass, emitting a dazzling red light.
"Come on, everyone go to hell, Ghost King, you and your people will be trapped here by me from now on, and you will never be able to leave!"
I saw countless gods and monsters coming from far and near.
He looked down and saw that Su Xueer and Lan Xiu were also pulled into the shadow of the world.
Earth Sword's voice suddenly sounded:
"Gu Qingshan, think of a way quickly. This is the shadow of the alternation of two worlds. Once this technique is completed, the shadow of the world will become real, and then we will completely stay in this world."
Gu Qingshan said expressionlessly: "I can see it, but I want to say -"
"How dare it send me to hell..."
On the scepter, the eye sockets of the one-horned skull emitted a permeating red light.
Gu Qingshan shouted: "No matter who you are, wake up now, our war is about to begin."
——The origin of the dead!
With this power, the Ghost King of Underworld can communicate with all the dead through the air, and can even wake up the dead who have fallen into slumber immediately.
Immediately, in the fragments of this underworld, all the dead who were sleeping in the eighteen levels of hell opened their eyes at the same time.
In an instant, they understood what was happening.
After countless years, the master of hell finally appears!
Gu Qingshan waved the Prison Ghost King's staff fiercely and roared:
"Come on, no matter who you were ruled by before or what kind of karma you have had, from this moment on, hell is under my control!"
——The prison world collapsed!
This is the divine power that opens the eighteen levels of hell.
Dense numbers of the dead began to appear in the underworld.
They relied on the power of the Prison Suppressing Ghost King's Staff to be released from the collapsing hell!
"If anyone dares to stop me..." Gu Qingshan muttered lightly.
The scepter emitted infinite red light, causing the entire underworld to tremble.
Beside the iron-clad mountains and beside the Wangchuan River, the earth was trembling violently.
——Six Paths of War!
Hell begins to separate from Huangquan!
Rumble, rumble——
The entire eighteen levels of hell are emerging from the depths of the underworld.
Billions of dead people roared together.
"Long live the Ghost King!"
"No one can resist the King of Hell!"
at the same time.
The panicked voices of countless gods resounded at the same time:
"Quickly cancel the art of the cycle of life and death!"
