Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

Gu Qingshan emerged from the sea of ​​clouds.

There is a big rock at the end of his sight.

This stone is too familiar.

Here is the feeding garden.

Gu Qingshan’s current location has already passed the place where Huang Long is located, and is close to the mountains and palace communities.

He started from the bottom of the cloud and turned into a shadow to fly away from the mountains.

About half a column of fragrant martial arts, and gradually can see the outline of a pavilion.

Shoushan Pavilion.

Kirin is sleeping in the pavilion.

The infinite power is radiating from it.

For Gu Qingshan, it only takes a glance.

It is hard to imagine that this is just a remnant.

Gu Qingshan took out the jade dish given by the tortoise and held it in his hand.

Sure enough, this time when he was close to the pavilion, Kirin did not look up, just turned over and changed to a more comfortable position.

Gu Qingshan fell in the pavilion.

He was about to talk with his fist, and the unicorn suddenly reached out and took a picture on the ground.

A line of silver thin lines emerged from the ground, forming numerous mysterious runes.

The formation of the law.

The entire pavilion glowed.

Hey!

Time flies, the light rises into the sky, wrapped in Gu Qingshan disappeared.

......

Darkness.

Gu Qingshan opened his eyes and looked around.

Ok, the dark people are not there.

This proves that I am at least not dead.

No wind.

The air is quiet and fragrant, and it seems that it has burned things like Ning Shenxiang earlier.

There is a faint aura coming out of the ground, quietly diverging into the entire space.

This is a gathering of the spirits.

A long-lost heart is refreshing.

The feeling brought about by this kind of environment is very much like the monk's cave house.

Gu Qingshan held out a hand and squeezed it at random.

The aura radiated from his fingers and illuminate the surroundings.

The futon woven into the center of the room is placed in the middle of the room, next to a plate, and several white jade.

A Lingquan is on the far side of Dongfu, quiet and silent.

The jade couch is facing the other side of Lingquan.

Gu Qingshan regained his sight and confirmed his judgment again.

This is indeed a monk cave house.

He suddenly noticed something was wrong.

My own cultivation is seemingly high and incredible.

Immediately, the handcuffs will start again.

The aura gathers to form a mirror.

Gu Qingshan looked at himself in the mirror and showed a horrified expression.

This is not your own face!

Suddenly a headache came from the heart, and Gu Qingshan almost fell to the ground.

The pain comes quickly and goes quickly.

Between the numbers, all the pain disappears, just like it has never happened.

Gu Qingshan found that there was a piece of information in his mind.

Sinking.

Martial arts monk.

The Clouds Heaven Palace, the disciple of the head, ranked third.

From the beginning, it has blossomed out of the fascinating world of martial arts, stunning everyone.

He keeps thinking about martial arts day and night, thinking about eating, thinking when he sleeps, staying in the martial arts training field for a few days, until the physical strength is not enough to rest.

This is obsessed with martial arts, and is also known as the "Wu idiot".

In the end, Shen Yu passed the test of layers and became the most outstanding martial seed of the young generation of Zongmen.

He worshipped under the name of the Lord of the Clouds, and became a disciple.

At this point, the name "Wu Chi" resounded in all directions.

In the mind of Gu Qingshan, a piece of information about Shen Yu emerged.

But this information is just the most important thing in the life of the people, and the people who have the most contacts.

As for some cumbersome and daily events, they are also fully presented in the heart of Gu Qingshan.

All kinds of sentiments of the martial arts are all complete.

With this memory of Shen Shen, Gu Qingshan even has the same high martial arts experience and skills as Shen Yu.

If he can return this time, I am afraid this memory will become his precious wealth.

But now the most important thing is how to pass the test.

If you can't pass the test, you can't enter the Temple of Heaven.

Gu Qingshan is thinking about his situation, and a soft aura flashes in the void.

Gu Qingshan looked at the aura, and some information came out in memory.

He suddenly understood.

This is someone coming to visit.

Gu Qingshan took a deep breath and relaxed his facial expression.

From now on, I will play the role of sinking.

There must be no flaws.

I am dying.

Two interest rates.

Gu Qingshan fixed his mind, reached out his hand, and squeezed a law in accordance with the memory of Shen Yu.

That Lingguang suddenly turned into a portal and opened in front of Gu Qingshan.

A back sword man walked in through the door.

The man said: "Teacher, Master respects us urgently."

In accordance with the memory of Shen Yu, Gu Qingshan asked with a puzzled face: "Master, isn’t Master going to participate in this year’s deity?"

Yes, this man is the disciple of the head, Jian Jian Zhao Kuan.

Gu Qingshan looked at him, quite sorry how he did not get his memory.

The sword repair skills of ancient times, people think about it.

Zhao Kuandao: "I don't know, it seems that something went wrong. Shizun let us hurry."

"Good." Gu Qingshan immediately said.

He walked out of Dongfu with Zhao Kuan and flew to the peak of the Apocalypse Temple.

In flight, Gu Qingshan couldn't help but look down from the sky.

I saw the whole mountain everywhere, and the monks came by the wind, and the faces were full of excitement and stability.

Yes, this is the end of the year.

Everyone can stop the practice and gather together for the New Year.

The gods will also organize a grand feast at this time to greet the most outstanding practitioners to go to the feast.

Gu Qingshan looked at the distance again.

The lights on the ground are bright and dense.

Just outside the mountain gate, Gu Qingshan saw several lively cities.

From time to time, the black night sky has a stream of light.

That is the flying boat.

In addition to this, there are many giant buildings with bright lights.

Many monks gathered on it, drinking spirits, eating celestial beings, singing and dancing, sitting and talking, and composing techniques.

Men and women can be seen side by side, or a large group of people rushing to the clouds and chasing each other.

A good scene!

Gu Qingshan sighed and regained his gaze.

The palace of the mountain is here.

Here is the location of the main palace of the Temple of Heaven.

There was another monk with a short knife waiting for them at the door.

This is the second brother of Shen Yu, the Master of Law, the Yellow War.

The short knife in his hand is not used to fight, but a method of applying the technique.

"Master, three brothers, you are here." Huang war.

"Well." Gu Qingshan Road.

"Let's go in, Master is waiting for us." Zhao Kuandao.

The three men pushed in.

In the hall, a white-haired monk dressed in a black robes was facing the three men and standing with his hands on his back.

A sturdy long sword with no decoration is floating quietly in front of him.

Gu Qingshan looked at the sword, and a heart almost jumped out of the eyes of the blind man.

Earth sword!

This is the sword!

"Master!" The other two disciples walked together.

Gu Qingshan quickly followed the ceremony.

The head of the palace of the Desert Cloud Palace sighed, seemingly sad, but never spoke.

The three disciples glanced at each other.

Their faces are full of incomprehensible colors.

Master is always a big man, and he is very angry. How is this today?

A silence.

The atmosphere of the main hall is more and more unspeakable.

In the end, the master brother Zhao Kuan couldn't help but ask: "Master, are you not going to the feast? Why come back so soon? Why do you want to sigh?"

The owner of the Clouds Palace pointed to the ground and said: "It is hurt."

Zhao Kuan was shocked and said: "This sword is a master of the cost of countless resources, please move the heavens nine refiners, and forge a total of nine hundred and eighty-one days to complete the soldiers, who can hurt it?"

The Lord of the Dead Cloud spit out two words: "Measure God."

The **** of quantity is one of the gods, claiming to grasp all the circumstances and future of all beings.

Huang Zhanqi said: "The gods have always been kind to all things, why should they hurt the sword of the teacher?"

The main road of the Wild Cloud Palace: "I am fighting the sword with the gods at the banquet today. I have won the gods with this sword, but I don't want to provoke the gods to anger, and I am completely hurting this sword."

The lord of the palace turned sharply and said to the three disciples: "I blame me for a moment, and this catastrophe is broken, only in an instant."

"Zhao Kuan, Huang Zhan, Shen Yu, you are my pro-disciples. Now I order you to immediately escape from the Ara Yun Tian Temple, go to the lower bounds and hide your name, and keep a trace of inheritance for the Zongmen."

"The other elders are also doing this."

"Let's go tonight!"

The three disciples suddenly panicked.

"Master, the gods are not."

"How could this be!"

"It’s just a fight, why our martial art will be"

They have spoken out to persuade the master.

The owner of the Clouds Palace shouted: "You all give me a stop!"

The three suddenly turned off.

The main road of the Desert Cloud Palace: "Zhao Kuan!"

"The disciple is here!" Zhao Kuanqi said.

The main road of the Waste Cloud Palace: "You are the first to get started, but the swordsmanship has not been successful. I will entrust all the sects of the sects of the sects to you. After you are in the lower bounds, you can't be distracted by anything. I am striving to open a branch in the lower bounds as soon as possible, and continue my fire."

"Yes." Zhao Kuandao.

The main road of the Desert Cloud Palace: "Yellow War, among the three, your technique is the highest. I want you to protect the sword, bring it to the lower bound, and avoid the wind, waiting for the opportunity."

Huang Zhan could not help but ask: "Master, this sword is your sword, I took it away, what do you use?"

The owner of the Wild Cloud Palace said with awe: "I can use any sword, but the sword must not be lost again. It is the secret of the fate of the entire human race. It is the last hope of our Terran. You must protect it." ”

"Yes, Master." Huang Zhan solemnly said.

The owner of the ruined cloud palace looked at Gu Qingshan again and said: "Sink, you have the purest mind on weekdays, and you have to entrust you with a private matter."

Gu Qingshan said: "Please ask the teacher to tell."

The main road of the Wild Cloud Palace: "The **** said that my daughter is innately deficient. I only know that my life is only seven years old. Later, when she was born, there was a golden lotus, and the creation of the heavens and the earth, hatred for the gods, so the gods cursed her. Body."

"I have exhausted all the ways with the great monks of Heaven, and finally come up with a method that will allow her to avoid curses and continue her life."

"Unfortunately, our method has to go through hundreds of thousands of years before we can gradually eliminate the curse of the gods and let her wake up from this ice crystal."

He reached out and succumbed, and suddenly there was a huge ice crystal.

Gu Qingshan looked at the square ice crystal.

I saw the ice crystals, the clusters of flowers of hundreds of millions of Lingyu, surrounded by a golden lotus.

On Jinlian, a little girl with a pure face was sitting quietly and was sleeping.

Gu Qingshan looked at the flowers of the spirit jade.

These flowers are divided into two types, one is the flower of the true spirit, and the other is the flower carved by the spirit jade.

According to the memory of Shen Yu, even in the heavens, every flower of the true spirit inside is a rare treasure.

The flowers carved out of the jade are engraved with runes, but it is obviously a certain extreme array.

Among the ice crystals, the aura of silky hair emerges from the flower of the jade, mixed with the colorful colors of the flowers of the real spirit, and plunged into the little girl at an extremely slow speed.

"This is my daughter. It will take tens of thousands of years to wake up. I probably won't see her in my lifetime."

"Sink, you take her to the lower bounds to settle down and take care of her for me."

The head of the deserted cloud palace looked at the little girl in the ice crystal.

His expression became soft and fascinated.

"If one day she woke up, tell her for her, her name is Xie Daoling."