Sand...sand...sand...
The magic dragon walked alone on a narrow path, with cliffs on both sides of the path.
The void is filled with looming runes. If you are not careful, you will bump into it, and the consequences will be——
Even though the demon dragon is used to wind and waves, he doesn't dare to be careless here.
He observed the direction, suddenly stopped, and took a step toward the vast void in front of him on the left.
In an instant, a new path appeared in the void, while the original path behind it disappeared without a trace.
"The Palace Master once said that the Prison Suppressing Ghost King's Staff is an extremely special artifact - I guess it's because it has lost its weapon spirit, so once someone gets it, the consequences will be extremely dangerous, so it must be stored separately." Demonic Dragon said.
"Since the weapon spirit is gone, how can the seal of this staff be unlocked?" A butterfly on his shoulder said.
"I don't know - do you think I can usually come to a treasure house of this level?" said the magic dragon.
As he was walking, he suddenly turned sideways and took a step towards the void on the right.
All the scenes disappeared.
A path appeared in front of him again, stretched out of thin air over the abyss, leading to the end of the deep and dark mist.
The magic dragon stepped onto the path, and everything behind him suddenly turned into a shadow and could no longer be seen clearly.
"You can only move forward here, not retreat, otherwise you will be blasted by 90 million restrictions until even a piece of your soul is left." Demonic Dragon said.
"Then let's stop chatting. Be more serious." Butterfly said.
The demon dragon sighed and whispered: "I'm not a fool. Even if I lose my head, I won't take a step back."
He strode forward and soon came to the end of the road.
Here is a wall.
The demon dragon took out a command talisman and placed it gently on the wall.
Rumble, rumble——
The walls receded to both sides, revealing the secret room inside.
I saw a scepter floating quietly on the high platform in the center of the secret room.
The scepter is completely black, with a horned skull carved on the head, emitting bursts of dark mist mixed with red light.
This is an extremely magical scepter.
——The Prison-Suppressing Ghost King Stick!
"I heard that if you want to pick up this staff, you need at least 100 million merits. Ordinary people would never even think about it."
The demon dragon shook his head and said, "I really can't imagine why it wants so much merit."
"I probably know some reasons." The butterfly flew up from his shoulder and transformed into a middle-aged man.
"What's the reason?" asked the dragon.
Gu Qingshan showed a look of reminiscence and said: "When I first learned about this scepter, I got some information. I didn't feel anything strange at the time, but now that I think about it, I always feel that this scepter is hidden. Some secrets."
"What information?" Demon Dragon asked.
"The initial hell was only nine levels, and later it became eighteen levels." Gu Qingshan said.
"How is this possible? Hell is the part of Mount Tiewei that is buried underground. How could it change from nine to eighteen?" said the demon dragon in confusion.
"It seems that there was a war, and the Heaven Realm and Huang Quan fought hard. In the end, the Ghost King of Huang Quan fell. The Ghost King Suppressing Staff was too powerful, which aroused the fear of the Heaven Realm, so even the weapon spirit was wiped out." Gu Qingshan said.
The demon dragon looked shocked, and then asked suspiciously: "Where did you get such secret information? Could it be that someone deliberately lied to you?"
Gu Qingshan thought for a while and said seriously: "The person who told me this was one of Huang Quan's artifacts called the Forgotten Soul Leaving Hook. It knew everything about Huang Quan, and I was there to save Huang Quan, so it didn't As for lying to me."
"A divine weapon told you?"
"right."
"Weapon spirits generally don't lie, especially in a world like Huangquan that pays attention to merit. It seems that hell really once only had nine levels."
"That is to say..."
Gu Qingshan said softly: "That was what happened during the last fight for supremacy."
The two of them looked at the Prison Suppressing Ghost King Staff together, neither of them spoke.
After so long, the staff was about to be born again. The two seemed to see the strange past of six reincarnations hidden in the mist, as well as the coming storm.
"I only heard that generations of ghost kings did not end well." Demonic Dragon said.
"There may be something that is afraid of it, but I guess it's not the immortals in heaven." Gu Qingshan said.
"Why?"
"The immortals are almost extinct, and only the lineage of immortals is left -"
Gu Qingshan strode up to the high platform and reached out to hold the scepter.
Buzz!
The Prison Suppressing Ghost King's Staff suddenly erupted into a long roar, as if it was instinctively confirming something.
A black sun appeared behind Gu Qingshan.
——This is the manifestation of his immeasurable merits as the Lord of the Underworld!
A line of small scarlet words jumped out: "Your merits are enough for you to hold this staff."
"Note that this staff has no weapon spirit, so once you hold it, you awaken it."
"As soon as the Ghost King's staff comes out, he will immediately go to the eighteenth level of hell."
"The Ghost King's Contest is about to resume!"
Gu Qingshan scanned it with one glance, spread out his fingers, and held the scepter with all his strength!
Infinite black mist suddenly surged from the scepter.
The sharp-horned skull's eye sockets emitted a rich red light as deep as blood.
Gu Qingshan shouted loudly:
"Go - go to hell, I will wait for you there!"
In an instant, the Prison Ghost King Staff disappeared from his hand, and all the visions disappeared.
The secret room returned to silence.
"It went to hell?" asked the dragon.
"Yes, I have to rush over immediately to compete for the position of Ghost King of Underworld." Gu Qingshan said.
"Walk!"
The two were about to set off when they saw several gods flying down on the path outside the secret room.
"Leng Qianchen, you are so brave!"
"How dare you bring someone privately to get the Prison Suppressing Ghost King's Staff? Why don't you just surrender and arrest him?"
the gods shouted.
The demon dragon retreated behind Gu Qingshan and said quickly: "Buy me a few breaths of time."
Gu Qingshan immediately took a step forward and shouted to the gods: "What's wrong? Brother Qianchen came to get the artifact on the order of his mother-in-law. Why are you so worried?"
The leader of the gods sneered: "Fart! The master of the palace has already given instructions. Anyone who dares to enter here will only die."
Gu Qingshan stared and said: "You just farted - let me ask you, is it you who is kissing the palace master, or brother Qianchen is kissing the palace master? Does the palace master take care of you more? Or does he take care of his son-in-law more? Now that Huangquan is in chaos, Does the palace master care more about his daughter, son-in-law, and grandson, or does he care more about the bullshit order he gave you?"
Everyone couldn't help but look at each other.
This...makes sense...
Do you really dare to kill the palace master's son-in-law?
What if they really came under the secret order of the palace master?
The god opened his mouth but could not speak.
Demonic Dragon stood up from behind Gu Qingshan and said, "Actually, since I entered Huangquan, I have been reflecting on my failures."
"Oh?" Gu Qingshan said.
"During the battle, I found that you always have some thunder skills to control the field, but I never have, so I have been practicing hard, and now I finally have some achievements." Demonic Dragon said.
"What thunder techniques have you learned?" Gu Qingshan asked with interest.
"For example - we can leave now." Demonic Dragon said.
Gu Qingshan looked across.
I saw those gods standing there, motionless, and their whole bodies fell into a state of rigidity.
"Leng Qianchen, you are indeed a spy!" the leader of the gods shouted.
The demon dragon looked at him lightly and said: "I know you look down on me and think I rely on women to get to the top, so you people always show respect to me on the surface, but secretly you are always trying to find ways to sabotage what I want to do, so as to make me look like I am." He is an incompetent person.”
He patted Gu Qingshan on the shoulder and said: "I have not had an easy life these years. Fortunately, from now on I don't have to endure it anymore - let's go."
Gu Qingshan looked at the gods.
I saw that they could no longer speak.
——The magic dragon was so clever that he hid behind him for a while, and even he didn't see how he controlled those people.
Gu Qingshan asked: "Just put them here? Aren't you afraid that they will report you?"
"Don't worry, the thunder that will strike them is already on the way." said the demon dragon.
As soon as the words fell——
I saw thunderballs emerging from the void, merging together instantly, expanding into giant thunderballs, and enveloping the gods into them.
"This thunder only controls the field and does not hurt anyone, so I can take revenge with my own hands today..."
The demon dragon stepped forward step by step.
He rolled up his sleeves, touched the outside of the giant thunder ball with one finger, and pushed it gently.
The thunder ball immediately rolled out, taking several gods with it and falling into the abyss beyond the path.
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