The secret corridor of the dusty world.
Two men wearing devil masks descended from the sky and stood on the rugged ground.
They looked around and quickly found the place.
"Is that there?" one person asked.
"Yes, the King of Heaven has chosen its master and also revealed the place where its true form was suppressed." Another person said.
The man before said with emotion: "Since this magic weapon has returned to its position, why can't we, the evil ghosts, defeat the abyss together?"
The two came to the corner and looked at the stone wall.
One person stretched out his hand and pressed it somewhere on the stone wall.
Rumble, rumble!
The stone wall slowly opened.
It was empty inside, and thousands of stone human heads appeared in front of the two people.
These heads made an angry look, suspended in mid-air, and kept spinning.
They are arranged neatly, exuding an inexplicable power that makes people feel heart palpitating.
"Thousands of heads are suppressed, but ghosts and gods will not come."
"Well, it's really amazing that these strange stones can open up another space."
The two of them looked under the stone head together.
A pale long bow was suppressed by a stone head, lying on the ground, motionless.
This is one of the two top artifacts of the Evil Ghost Path, the Bow of Demon!
This bow is the true form of Lord Mara!
One person wondered: "When King Mara came to our place, eighty thousand cursed ghosts surrounded him. Why are there no real bodies of those cursed ghosts here?"
Another person said: "The master said that when Mara's bow is opened and closed, there will be an evil ghost's curse mark turned into an arrow, which will definitely hit the target."
"——So all eighty thousand cursed ghosts are attached to this bow, we just need to take this bow away."
The man suddenly understood, nodded and said: "Okay, you and I, let's start working. Take out a few artifacts, arrange them according to that method, and quickly rescue the true form of the King of Heaven."
The other person stood still, as if he was remembering something.
His companion asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"
The man then sighed and said: "It is rumored that there is a mountain god in the underworld. Unfortunately, the fragment of the underworld that we rule does not have this god."
"So what if there is a mountain god?"
"If that god is there, he can just take out the bow of Mara directly by holding the artifact from the big iron fence."
"Oh?" My companion became interested and asked: "Then the divine weapon can ignore the ten thousand suppression formations?"
"Yes, it is said that the artifact found in Tiewei Mountain can break all magic, but this is just a rumor and has never been confirmed."
"If that's true, it's really awesome."
As the two talked, they slowly stopped thinking and began to plan a rescue method.
They took out more than a dozen artifacts and busily constructed a magic circle.
time flies.
Just as they were concentrating, a figure suddenly appeared behind them.
The figure came silently, and just stood there quietly, watching the two of them.
The formation of the two people's magic circle was finally completed.
They activated the magic circle, and with the power of more than a dozen artifacts, they finally formed a weak resonance with the Ten Thousand Shou Suppression Formation.
After a while, a gap opened in the Wanshou Suppression Formation.
"Come on!" one person yelled.
The pale long bow flew out from the realm of suppression along the gap with a "swish" sound.
The two were overjoyed when they saw the long bow being held by one hand.
"Is this the Bow of Mara? Why is the weapon spirit not there?"
A female voice sounded curious.
No one spoke.
The two evil spirits stood there, unable to move.
The female voice sounded again: "I just returned from the disappointment of the First Giant. Who knew I would get this unexpected reward on the way."
The longbow turned over in her hand and disappeared instantly.
"Forget it, I will think of a way to deal with the weapon spirit slowly. Anyway, I will accept this bow."
After saying that, the figure slowly walked away.
The two evil spirits were still unable to move.
They stood there, with blood seeping out of their skin and gradually dyeing their entire bodies red, looking like dolls made of red wax.
They were still standing here until a long time later, when the evil spirits came again.
The figure put away its long bow and continued to move forward, flying towards the depths of the secret corridor.
Soon, she arrived at the place where the fighting broke out.
Starry Steel Fortress.
She did not fly over the fortress immediately, but instead landed on its surface.
"The smell of death...is strange. Has anyone been here before?"
she murmured.
As she murmured, light and shadow appeared from the void, converging into scenes of images, showing what happened in the past before her eyes.
Su Xueer fights against the two gods.
Gu Qingshan returns.
The two realms overlap and transform.
Gu Qingshan calls the dead and makes a big fuss.
The goblin army arrives.
Everyone agreed to meet again, Su Xueer sneaked into the fortress, and Gu Qingshan drove the spaceship away.
——She watched quietly until the end.
All light and shadow dispersed.
"Is the one named Amelia Su right at my feet?"
Her voice sounded again, no emotion audible.
Then, the holy light illuminated the darkness, revealing her beautiful and pure face.
Psalm Angel, Frost.
She lowered her head and looked at the surface of the steel fortress, her eyes constantly moving.
It seemed like her eyes could penetrate the steel and see the inside of the fortress.
"found it."
Her entire body turned into a phantom, penetrating through the thick outer layer of steel and entering the interior of the steel fortress.
Maintaining the phantom state, the chanting angel flew forward until it reached the place where Su Xueer's face was.
It was a huge transparent culture tank.
Amelia Su was curled up inside and fell into a deep sleep.
Her whole body was covered with various tubes, and countless glimmers of light penetrated her body continuously.
Psalm Angel looked at it for a while and said to himself: "Things on the technological side are just disgusting."
As she said that, she stretched out her hand towards Su Xueer and her voice became vicious: "Gu Qingshan will be mine sooner or later. Just disappear from this world."
Suddenly a female voice came from behind: "No matter who you are, if you dare to hurt her, you will disappear in the next second."
Psalm Angel paused.
She turned around and looked at the man.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"Someone who can kill you." The man said.
The Psalm Angel looked at the man with some surprise.
She looked at the black pistol in the opponent's hand again, and said with a sarcastic face: "Is that all you have?"
"You can try." The man said coldly.
The Psalm Angel noticed the meaning in the other party's tone and remained silent for a while.
But there are rays of holy light appearing in all directions.
They make up seventy-three pictures.
Every scene showed a scene of two people fighting.
In forty-three of the pictures, the Psalm Angel and the opponent died together; in the other thirty pictures, she was seriously injured and the opponent was killed.
In the blink of an eye, all the images disappeared, as if they had never appeared.
The Psalm Angel said calmly: "If this fortress hadn't accumulated so many weapons that could destroy everything, you wouldn't be able to do anything to me."
The man said: "But we are in the fortress now, and I can kill you at any time."
The Psalm Angel sneered: "Are you really not afraid of death? I don't believe you dare to die with me!"
The man said truthfully: "Of course I'm not afraid, and I know you must be afraid of death."
The Psalm Angel didn't believe it, stared at her and said, "Why do you dare to assert that?"
The man said: "I have backup, you don't."
The psalm angel's delicate body trembled.
She has existed for countless years and naturally has considerable knowledge on the technological side.
So she could only fall silent.
After a long time, she murmured: "I hate technology."
The man said nothing and continued to point the gun at her.
The Psalm Angel had no choice but to move and prepare to leave.
Before leaving, she suddenly said: "Tell me your name."
The man said: "Goddess of Justice."
The Psalm Angel shook his head and said, "I'm not asking for your name, I want to know your name."
The goddess of justice closed her mouth tightly and did not say any name after all.
The Psalm Angel thought he understood something, smiled sarcastically, and said, "Coward, are you a member of the devil clan? Otherwise, why wouldn't you even dare to say your name?"
After saying that, she left.
The goddess of justice stood there and was silent for a long time.
"Name..." she murmured.
The chanting angel did not look back all the way, flying out of the steel fortress at full speed, raising his hands in the air.
In her hand, there was a giant warhammer made of white light.
——Now that I have left the Steel Fortress, I am no longer controlled by the other party!
"Go to hell!" she said viciously.
The giant war hammer was thrown out by her and hit the steel fortress hard.
The next moment, the Steel Fortress suddenly disappeared.
It is incredible that such a huge war fortress disappeared without a trace in less than a second.
Psalm Angel raised his eyebrows.
She waved.
The light-shaped war hammer suddenly turned into countless rays of light and flew back to her body again.
"Gu Qingshan...'s woman, and a protector who doesn't even dare to name her."
She thought about it for a while and said to herself: "No, he has the rope of Yuntu, and he has strange powers. He must be used by me. He must not be coaxed away by other women."
"Forget it, I'll go find him right now and combine with him!"
She suddenly reached out and grabbed it.
There was a mass of air in the void that she caught.
"... He lost my power to the First Titan... Fortunately, I still have this."
——This is the aura she collected from Gu Qingshan when he lifted the curse on her.
The Psalm Angel hesitated for a moment and placed the breath in front of him.
She stretched out a finger and began to write something on her breath.
After she finished writing, she chanted a long incantation and blew gently on the breath.
"Go, no matter where he is, with the help of strange power, this letter will appear in front of him."
The breath quickly disappeared into the void and disappeared without a trace.
The Psalm Angel waited silently.
…
the other side.
Gu Qingshan is flying through the sky.
He followed several monks who were also overcoming the tribulation and flew towards the City of Tianzhu.
Suddenly, he paused.
"Ah, everyone, you go first, I have something to do, I'll be right back." Gu Qingshan greeted.
"Remember, you must enter the city before dark!" a monk shouted.
Gu Qingshan nodded.
Those monks went first.
Gu Qingshan stood in the void.
Three flying swords also appeared at the same time.
"What's wrong?" Di Jian asked buzzingly.
"A special feeling, as if something belonging to me is looking for me." Gu Qingshan said.
"Your stuff?" Luo Binli asked strangely.
Chaoyin also chirped curiously.
"Here we come!" Gu Qingshan said.
I saw the void split open in all directions, and an invisible aura rushed out.
"Huh?" Gu Qingshan was a little surprised.
Because he discovered that this was actually his own breath.
I saw this breath falling in front of him, forming stars and dots of light.
The light was pieced together and condensed into a page of letter paper.
One person and three swords came together and looked at the letter.
I saw a paragraph written in the language of heaven on the letter paper, to the effect that this letter was written by the Psalm Angel. She has always been grateful to Gu Qingshan for his rescue. Now she is completely healed and her strength has been restored. There is nothing to do for the moment. Willing Come and fight side by side with Gu Qingshan.
Finally, the Psalm Angel left a calling spell.
As long as Gu Qingshan recites this spell, she will be summoned by Gu Qingshan.
——She said that she was ready to fight and was waiting for Gu Qingshan’s call.
Gu Qingshan read the letter with his three long swords.
Dijian said: "That woman is very powerful, and she is also one of the few people besides you who has mastered the power of strangeness. Now that your situation is unpredictable, it is better to call her to help."
Gu Qingshan shook his head and said: "No need."
Luo Bingli's voice sounded from Tianjian: "You don't want such a good fighter? Why?"
Gu Qingshan said: "I always feel that something is wrong - there is some uncomfortable feeling in my spiritual sense."
Luo Binli couldn't believe it: "Just because of this flimsy reason, you rejected her? Wait, Di Jian, is that angel ugly?"
"No," Di Jian shook his sword and his tone became ethereal: "To put it bluntly, from figure to appearance, she is what many human men dream of - she is also very holy, tsk."
Luo Binli understood.
I saw Tianjian spinning around for a week, looking at Gu Qingshan in the air.
"You...are you sick somewhere? If you are sick, you must treat it. You can't delay it." Luo Bingli said with concern.
"I'm not sick," Gu Qingshan said decisively: "There is no need to talk about this matter. I have always felt that there is something weird about her, and I believe in my feelings."
"Then you don't respond at all?"
"No response."
Luo Binli said worriedly: "She is still waiting for your summons. If you do this, I am afraid you will offend her."
Di Jian also said: "That is a very powerful woman - if you don't summon her, how will you explain to her if you meet again in the future?"
Gu Qingshan looked at the letter in his hand, thought for a while and said, "I can't read."
