This is almost the world's inclination.

Gu Qingshan calmed down instead.

He said again: "What are the demons doing?"

Wangchuan's soul-leaving hook said: "They blocked all channels that could enter the Yellow Spring World and blocked the entire Yellow Spring World."

"All of this is already like this, why are they still so careful?"

"Because some of us, the remaining Huangquan artifacts, are trying to communicate with the colorful spears, while others are preventing the emergence of the Ghost King."

The picture changes.

The top of the mountain is surrounded by a large iron fence.

A colorful spear is inserted on the top of the mountain.

Five or six streams of light circling around the spear, making loud calls from time to time.

That is the ancient weapon of Huangquan.

They are trying to contact the colorful spear.

The screen turns again.

In a hell, several powerful dead people are fighting.

Finally, the other dead were killed, leaving only the two strongest dead.

Two of the strongest dead were covered in scars.

They try their best to attack each other and fight for the final victory.

Suddenly, a long dim sword emerged from the ground and streaked across the bodies of the two dead.

The long sword flashed in the air.

The two dead died and fell into deep sleep again.

This battle of hell did not produce the strongest dead person.

After all the dead wake up, they must fight again.

From a time perspective, the birth of the Ghost King was postponed.

Gu Qingshan thought about something.

Several hells in the human world have appeared, but they have not yet swept the world.

The powerful beings among the dead are guarding against each other and are busy competing for the Ghost King.

"I am a soul body, can I fight for the Ghost King?" Gu Qingshan asked suddenly.

"No, you are just like the dead, but not the real dead."

"That's how..."

Wangchuan's soul-living hook suddenly shouted: "Oops!"

"What's wrong?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"Another hell has selected the strongest dead, and now fifteen hells have selected the strongest dead."

"Once the strongest dead person is selected in the eighteen hells, the competition for the Ghost King will begin."

"Now there are no gods in the Huangquan, and the Ghost King will become an existence that commands everything. We can no longer stop this from happening."

Gu Qingshan asked, "Where are the demons?"

"They are all over the Yellow Springs, but they just cannot enter hell."

"When the Ghost King completely destroys the human world, the barriers of the six realms will disappear. By that time, demons can easily enter every world!"

"So, this matter can no longer be stopped?"

"Yes."

After the Forgetful Chuan's soul-living hook was said, he fell to the ground sadly, motionless.

Gu Qingshan was also a little stunned.

When you come to the underworld, everything is unheard of.

The demon attacked from the Yellow Springs World and then occupied six worlds.

I haven't even heard of such a thing in my previous life.

And that colorful spear is simply a peerless weapon to kill gods and demons.

The demon is really a big deal!

"It cannot be saved..." he murmured.

The soul-living hook of Wangchuan suddenly stood up and shouted: "Look!"

Gu Qingshan immediately held it, and his divine thoughts were immersed in it.

I saw a spear shadow flying out of the colorful spear on the mountain.

The shadow of the spear went around out of thin air.

Suddenly, all the Huangquan weapons flying in the air were cut into pieces.

These are all weapons condensed by the ancient law of the Yellow Springs, but they cannot even resist the attack of the spear.

At the other end of this mountain range.

Countless demons looked at this scene and made a sarcastic sneer.

Even the demon gods with figures that were connected to the sky and the earth laughed endlessly.

From beginning to end, the demons hid far away on the other side of the mountain, quietly paying attention to the development of things.

They know the power of the colorful spears and have been waiting for this scene to appear.

"It's over, it's over..." Wangchuan's soul hook said in frustration.

"Not yet, keep watching." Gu Qingshan said in a deep voice.

Dozens of rays of light rose from the mountains of Datiangwei.

They flew up to the sky and slowly circulated around a mysterious trajectory.

"It's the other thirty-six ancient weapons!" shouted the Soul-Lie Hook.

"They are forming the Huangquan Demon trapping array in the prehistoric era!"

The sound of Wangchuan's soul-living hook has begun to tremble.

"This formation is very powerful?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"It is said that in the ancient times, a super terrifying demon god appeared. Even the eight Yan Luo could not defeat it even if they attacked each other. In the end, they could only use the Huangquan Demon Trap Array to trap it, and then throw it into the void turbulence, allowing it to go away in the void." Lihun Hook said.

"You mean, do these artifacts want to do this, too?"

"Yes, it's unprecedented to set up the formation with weapons. I don't know if they can succeed."

Gu Qingshan looked to the top of Datiwei Mountain.

The colorful spear stood there quietly, and the golden talismans still sealed it.

It rarely takes action, probably because of this talisman.

Gu Qingshan looked at the spear and suddenly asked, "Can you really not stop this spear?"

"Yes."

"Isn't Tiewei Mountain good?"

"Tieweishan...is OK, but it's useless. We haven't tried it."

Wangchuan's soul-living hook sighed and said, "The existence in Tieweishan is indeed the only divine weapon among the three divine artifacts of Huangquan. It is the only divine weapon that can block the colorful spear."

"But somehow, it was seriously injured before the war began."

"After the war began, it withstood several attacks from the colorful spears and was knocked away."

"And what if you just block the colorful spear? Now all the gods are dead. Even if their injuries are healed and appear again, they cannot kill the demons all over the Yellow Springs, and they cannot stop the Ghost King from being born."

"The situation has come to this point, and it and I can't stop it."

Gu Qingshan patted his forehead and couldn't help but have some plans to be poor.

The thirty-six weapons in the sky are still slowly brewing the formation of the Yellow Spring Demon trapping array.

However, even if they trapped the colorful spear, there were also demon gods and ghost kings.

This is really an irresistible desperate situation.

Gu Qingshan pondered for a moment.

He rushed to the Wangchuan Soul-Liu Hook and the Bone-Sharpening Ghost Sword: "Give me some time, I have to think about it."

He walked a distance, stood quietly with two weapons on his back.
To be continued...