He murmured softly.
A scene reappears in my memory
It was the first time that the Thorn Kingdom danced the dance of offering sacrifices to all beings.
"… it’s a pity to dance … it’s still a long way to go …" The withered woman said.
Willingness
Tianzhu world wants many broken worlds to communicate with God of War, but wakes itself up.
"You have exhausted your will in the first sacrifice to the gods, so you can’t dance for the second time."
Willingness!
Is willing to force!
As soon as the picture turns in memory,
The moment to save the chanted angel
I got rid of the curse of chanting angels before I finished the dance.
At that time, I was exhausted, and the last trace of spiritual power was exhausted, so I had to fall from the void.
-that’s a dance in memory of all the world destruction in the past.
"The earth god will keep this sacrifice until the dance is finished in the future!"
That woman is so comforting to all the spirits of the world.
be
Sacrificial dance
Life-sacrificing dance of all beings
This is the strongest power!
And now I have hundreds of millions of wishes.
Gu Qingshan slowly raised his hand and suddenly clenched his fist.
A strange wave emanates from him, sweeping the whole world and spreading towards the virtual outside.
Blessing power of the past!
Aware of his mind, the floating semi-demon-king component quickly spliced together and turned into a dull golden staff that was quietly suspended in front of Gu Qingshan.
Sacrificial staff!
-this is the strongest sacrificial staff in the world, which is manifested by hundreds of millions of willing forces!
Counting the past pictures flew away from Gu Qingshan’s eyes.
Gu Qingshan with a sigh.
Yesterday’s words echoed in my ears again as if they were reappearance.
"You are the last bearer of the sacrifice dance. Let me ask you, do you want to finish this sacrifice dance?"
"think!"
"… little spirit, you are too weak to be strong quickly."
The woman gradually became illusory and eventually died.
……
Chapter two hundred Seven Swords Sacrifice to all circles!
Gu Qingshan held out his hand and clenched his staff.
A line of firefly fine print flashed instantly.
"The staff is too heavy, which is not conducive to the performance. Now it has automatically broken down. The golden light surrounds you and is ready to wake up and dance with you."
The dark gold staff is full of light around Gu Qingshan.
Tianzhong
The illusory figure stood still and constantly released the operation method toward Gu Qingshan. As a result, it was once again bounced back by Gu Qingshan’s hundreds of millions of willing forces and slammed himself.
At this time, another line of fireflies appeared in the ares interface.
"Because you haven’t been willing to help yourself for too long and it’s difficult to directly inspire the dance."
"You need to dance an overture to start the dance of offering sacrifices to the lives of all beings."
Overture dance?
Gu Qingshan showed confusion.
How do I know what the overture is like?
Xu had guessed what Gu Qingshan thought, and a new fine print appeared on the ares interface.
"Feel free to dance. You are good at the first floor dance."
"I’m good at dancing on the first floor-"Gu Qingshan took a deep breath and remembered that he had studied dance.
The picture of the bald old man twisting his ass in beach shorts suddenly came to his mind.
This … Dance …
Dance.
Gu Qingshan stole a look at the battlefield-
Everyone is watching him in the cold wind.
All the soldiers who came to the war from the whole 900 million-story world were looking at him with a look of savior, waiting for his great power.