Shout-
The sickle once again ignited a soaring flame and finally condensed into a dark bird.
In ancient times, it was summoned by the red stork and condensed into a death sickle because of Rhodes’ fighting needs.
Now it belongs to the river of death.
The dark bird flashed at Gu Qingshan with a slight ceremony, and quickly came to the river of death.
It turns into a thick dark fog and gradually sinks into the river of death.
It’s quiet all around
The whole world gradually fell into a wonderful silence.
Gu Qingshan stood still but saw dozens of lights flying rapidly from the direction of the reincarnation temple.
-those gods in the temple of merit!
They fell around Gu Qingshan and quickly took out various instruments to decorate the Dojo.
The former official in charge of his promotion to ghosts and gods came over with a complicated face and said, "I didn’t expect that you were a dead river god, and now the dead river is about to resonate. We will try our best to help you enhance this resonance and facilitate your promotion to the priesthood."
Gu Qingshan nodded slightly "thank you for your hard work"
"You’re welcome. This is what our clergy should do. I’ll tell you something to pay attention to."
The official repeated the story again, that is, the sympathy between man and nature will be born, and the magic skill must be communicated with the nether world by oneself.
Gu Qingshan listened carefully and suddenly felt a wonderful induction around him.
It seems that the whole world pays attention to him and he breathes together.
The official whispered, "Yes! Finally, I told you that there is a god who forgets Sichuan and forgets Sichuan. They are also a little wary and covet the river of death. See for yourself what to do. "
Say that and then retreat.
Gu Qingshan is thoughtful.
In a flash, lines of scarlet letters quietly emerged.
"You got the power from the light and the dark, and you got the guardian of the river of death."
"You got a joint bonus from the dead river."
"Since ancient times, you have been the guide to the sleepy world at the end of all beings, the guide to the dead river owner."
"-you are death!"
"You naturally have several merits. From this moment on, you will be automatically promoted to the dead river god."
Gu Qingshan looked up and saw the merit calculator flashing above his head for a moment, and the dark light tens of meters high quietly fell behind him like a dark sun.
"Don’t show the numbers?" Gu Qingshan asked
"Ge Gong De Liang" Gong De Calculator responded.
"Hide it. You’re too cool for me." Gu Qingshan said.
"yes"
A dark sun gradually disappeared into the void.
Gu Qingshan felt something and looked in the direction of the river of death.
Seeing the violent surge of water in the river of death, the surge of water gradually formed a rival situation with forgetting Sichuan.
Many gods in Forgotten Sichuan flew out to check the situation.
Gu Qingshan mind move mouth way
"Forgetting Sichuan is a reincarnation, and the river is a sleepy place. It should not be blended."
The voice died and the river shook violently as if there were life.
"Go, I belong to hell, and you will go to hell to re-manifest the river at the bottom of ten levels of hell."
"Those who have redeemed their sins and are unwilling to reincarnate can fall into eternal sleep in the river of death."
The dark river suddenly went against the current, like a river dragon, and finally came to the junction of Tiewei Mountain in Forgotten River and poured in.
-it disappeared.