The heavenly father readily said, "Of course, you must have confidence in your method."
"Thank you"
Gu Qingshan said that he would silently adjust his breath outside the bridge.
He has understood what just happened.
There are lines of fireflies popping up in the ares interface.
"Through the previous hard rehearsals, you have gained meager strength in the dance sacrifice."
"This is a curse from the dusty world. It strongly attacks you. Your desire to eliminate the curse has successfully attracted all beings to sacrifice their lives. Someone has cast a note from a distant world."
"this one lit up your accumulated dancing power and then left."
"Because you are already possessed by the six dead ghost kings"
"Because you are an imaginary four-pillar with existing attributes"
"Now you will be able to complete a formal dance."
"Please note that this is not an exercise!"
"Please note that this is not an exercise!"
"Please note that this is not an exercise!"
"This is a formal life-saving dance."
"dance of the gods"
“”
Gu Qingshan swept away at a glance.
Somehow he seems to have lost something.
At the same time, the heavens, the earth, the sun and the moon turn yellow.
Wind and sand blow from the void.
The whole world seems to have entered some kind of dim state.
Gu Qingshan looks like a doomsday god with a gentle shimmer.
He took a deep breath and gently stepped out of the dance force.
Knock!
Drum up
The previous dance was cheerful and different. It was a heavy and vibrating drum.
Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock!
The drum is slow and full of urgency.
-except the drum, there is no music, only the sound of sand blowing is high and low.
Solemn
Gu Qingshan takes another step.
The sword hand pointed forward.
"Wake up" he whispered
Knock, knock, knock, knock
Shortness of drums is like urging something.
At the other end of the sacred paradise world, the yellow awn suddenly broke out in the cemetery of angels who died hundreds of millions of years ago.
The skeleton of an angel in armour climb out of that graveyard.
It silently breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly reached out from the ground to grasp the bone wings flying half behind the vibration of the ancient sword buried deep in the vicissitudes of life.
The angel skeleton looked in the direction of Gu Qingshan.
Knock, knock, knock Knock, knock, knock
Drum is more urgent!
The second angel skeleton rushed out of the grave and flew with a pair of meniscus blades.
The third armored skeleton pushes the tombstone and lifts a heavy hammer against the shoulder.
The fourth …
The fifth …
Twelve angel skeletons.
This is the most valiant and skillful twelve war angels in the history of the holy heaven.
Gu Qingshan once again stepped out to the edge of the suspension bridge.
Across from him, the whole bridge-shaped monster gathered to form a looming giant face.
It overlooks Gu Qingshan and says in a low voice, "I want power from the earth for that body. You can’t ruin my plan."
The whole world trembled when talking.
All sentient beings prostrate and lose their strength.
The heavenly father also tried his best to release the holy power from the sky before he could barely hold on
Gu Qingshan didn’t speak
He received the tidal sound, but gently danced in the handshake with the sword.
Sword dance!
In the drums, he said, "This is the dusty world of the past, and you and I are leading each other."
Twelve dim streamers cut through the sky and fell behind Gu Qingshan.
The war angels show their bodies.
Chapter 16 Dance Sacrifice
Formal sacrifice dance