The wind is long and windy.
The dragon keeps soaring in the gray sky.
It let out a long dragon roar, which lasted for dozens of breaths.
The music doesn't stop.
The melody becomes more intense.
Gu Qingshan stood among the skeletons, sweating profusely as he made every move.
No matter which direction he looked, or nodded to which undead, waved to which undead, or even just looked at him,
The undead who rushed up suddenly dropped their weapons and fell into the river of death in despair. However, they were repulsed by the river and knelt on the sea.
All the muscles, hair and skin of the undead were completely gone, leaving only white bones, kneeling devoutly in front of the dance troupe.
The more undead that rush forward, the more undead that kneel in front of the dance group.
Amidst the roar of the dragon, the roar of the flame skeleton suddenly sounded:
"Back off! Get away! Don't enter the range of that dance again!"
Atli then read: "All undead, please stop attacking for the time being, and retreat back!"
The Flame Skeleton was still uneasy, and shouted again: "He can't use all the power of that dance now, so he has to retreat a thousand meters away!"
Under the orders of the two men, the undead stopped and stopped trying to attack.
Except for the bones kneeling in front of the dance group, the other undead quickly retreated a thousand meters away.
Gu Qingshan looked at this scene with a little regret in his heart.
I thought I could transform all the undead, but I didn't expect to meet a knowledgeable opponent.
The flame skeleton immediately saw the weakness of this dance.
Yes, the dance troupe only danced a warm-up dance and started the formal dance immediately, so they were not fully prepared.
The current formal dance is only the first level of the sacrificial dance, not even the dance of the Earth God.
It was the first time for the skeletons to dance, and they were unable to exert the full power of the ritual dance.
So the range of influence is only a thousand meters away.
Gu Qingshan looked at the exiting undead and suddenly asked: "Madam, what if I improve my dance level and attack them?"
"It's too difficult," a husky female voice said: "Hit can indeed transform... but the distance is too far, you can't reach them. Secondly, you need a lot of willpower to inspire the power of the sacrificial dance, and then you have to keep dancing normally. Something went wrong.”
"Understood!"
Gu Qingshan's eyes sharpened and he snapped his fingers towards the sky.
The Dragon of Death got the hint and immediately stopped its roar and let out a roar:
"I will use my supreme spell to destroy your war!"
It began to chant a spell: "Come on, you bunch of rubbish standing in front of the dragon clan, with the power of my dragon power, I will immediately deprive you of all your will power!"
In the dark ocean, countless light spots rose into the sky, entangled, flying, spiraling in mid-air, rushing into the sky, and surrounding the giant dragon.
These are all embodied wishes!
The real power of the Death Dragon is that it does not require any reaction from others for the spell to take effect, forcibly absorbing a kind of power from others.
The giant dragon passed through layers of clouds and flew over the dance group, hovering motionless.
Its whole body is shining with light, just like an existence in ancient mythology.
Gu Qingshan nodded secretly while twisting his body to the music.
This damn fat man is so powerful. He howled for such a long time, with a long breath, and completely released the dragon curse. But in the end, he had to tell others that he was actually planning to cast the spell.
In this way, when others saw those wishes flying all over the sky, they really thought he was casting a spell, but they ignored the long howl before.
etc.
Gu Qingshan suddenly recalled that in the historical records of many civilizations, when dragons appeared on the stage, they all liked to make dragon roars in the sky.
It turns out that this group of guys had already taken action from the very beginning.
Just as I was thinking about it, I saw the Flame Skeleton sneered and ordered loudly: "All the undead, please stay out of the dance range. Now we just have to wait for his dance to end, and then we can go up and tear them apart!"
Gu Qingshan came back to his senses and looked around.
The undead have all retreated, and now the dance is indeed useless.
He glanced at the Death Dragon.
The Death Dragon returned the look.
Immediately, a magnificent waterfall of light appeared in the sky.
The infinite light points surrounding the dragon fell from the sky and rushed into Gu Qingshan's body with the force of a river.
On the God of War interface, the willingness value skyrocketed crazily.
All the music in the void suddenly stopped.
Gu Qingshan stopped.
All the dancing skeletons freeze.
Invisible power surrounds the dance troupe, exuding tiny whispers, but they are inaudible and unclear, as if there are countless unknown beings surrounding the dance troupe, looking forward to their next dance.
Gu Qingshan suddenly said: "The more blood there is, the more vigorous the dance will be. We will dance life and death with the desire to kill, thinking it is holy."
This is the proclamation of the dance of death, and the whole dance begins to change.
Following Gu Qingshan's words, lines of small firefly characters quickly refreshed in the void:
"You have announced that a dance to the death is imminent."
"Your will is completely sufficient."
"The strange power in the void is warming up your dance."
"Explanation: In the last death battle, your dance steps were penetrated by Doomsday."
“Now, you’ve reunited a group of dancers.”
"Please re-arrange the dance of death according to your own ideas to form your own unique dance."
"You need to come up with a name for your dance company immediately!"
Gu Qingshan's expression changed.
give a name to?
Such a difficult thing
For some reason, there were vague and strange words in the wind, as if someone was laughing, or someone was fighting, shouting, or killing.
This is the atmosphere brought about by the dance of death itself, a weird warm-up for the dance floor!
With this atmosphere, a person suddenly appeared in Gu Qingshan's memory.
Ye Feili.
Killer clowns.
Yes, this is the dance of killing, the end of a fight to the death, and the power that comes from the strange.
Not as good as
"My dance troupe is called the Killing Dance Troupe." Gu Qingshan said.
A line of small words appeared in front of his eyes:
"Your dance company is now established."
"The show is about to begin!"
"This is a high-level dance. Whether it can evolve into a dance of death again depends on your performance in this game."
"It all starts with your own background music."
"three,"
"two,"
"one,"
"Opening!"
Gu Qingshan looked at the skeletons standing motionless.
He took a deep breath and took a step forward.
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump!
Background music starts!
The atmosphere of the dance of death has completely dissipated
The death dragon couldn't help but roared in the sky: "Yeah, yeah, yeah!"
The sound of a DJ interspersed in, and the drum set brought a deafening rhythm:
Thump thump thump-
Thump thump thump-
Thump thump thump
The drums kick in, followed by the wild catharsis of electric guitar.
The skeletons all stepped forward and gathered towards Gu Qingshan in the center!
They were either kneeling, half-crouching, leaning against Gu Qingshan, or facing Gu Qingshan. They all grasped the points of the music, nodding, shaking their heads, swinging their arms, and raising their chests in unison.
Mechanical dance!
With the figure of a skeleton, it is really suitable for this kind of dance that pays special attention to fixed points!
Gu Qingshan's figure was submerged among the skeletons and could not be seen.
The music is getting crazier.
Sudden
Someone chanted in the void: "Fight to the death, fight to the death! Su hi, Su hi, Su hi!"
All the skeletons spread out and formed a circle around the stage.
Gu Qingshan reappeared.
He was wearing a top hat and kept his head still.
With everyone watching, he raised his left hand and snapped his fingers.
"Babys, come on."
The next second.
All the skeletons were arranged in a circle, facing the sea of death on the periphery, and raised their weapons in turn.
weapon?
Just when they gathered around Gu Qingshan, Gu Qingshan distributed weapons to them again!
All skeletons have a brutal steel machine in their hands.
Gatling m134 minigun!
Kakaka
The electric motor on the machine gun begins to drive the six barrels to rotate. It will soon speed up and complete a series of actions such as loading the bullet into the chamber, locking, firing, ejecting the shell, and ejecting the shell in a very short time.
This is the most original charm of machinery!
Gu Qingshan whispered: "7.62 mm ammunition, 6,000 rounds per minute, is very old, but now, please enjoy it."
despair!
The first shot rang out.
Bullets ejected from the rotating barrel, flew a hundred meters away, and directly hit the chest of an undead spirit.
It let out a howl, and its flesh, hair, and blood were scattered into ashes, leaving only a white skeleton, kneeling on the ground piously.
The power of the sacrificial dance was conveyed to a hundred meters away through bullets!
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!
Amidst the violent sound of machine gunfire, bullets were fired at the undead in all directions.
The skeletons' hands were as steady as rock, shaking the Gatling in their hands, and shooting out lines of fire.
This attack is so brutal and unreasonable, with the determination to sweep away everything, turning the dead along the way into bones, and belonging to the six worlds.
Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!
The metal bullet casing fell to the ground, making a dense and pleasant sound.
A hoarse female voice sounded in his ears: "Interesting, using technological side weapons to extend the ritual dance, thereby changing the ownership of the undead. How did you come up with this?"
Gu Qingshan whispered: "Technology changes life, madam."
A long barrel appeared in his hand.
Individual combat rocket launcher!
Bang!
The rockets flew out with long tail flames, blasting the sky full of undead on the river of death.
Gu Qingshan lost the barrel and started to dance a solo.
Amidst the downpour of machine gun fire, the continuous screams of the undead, and the rising and boiling electronic sounds, Gu Qingshan stood in the center of the stage.
He did a great tap dance!
