Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

Gu Qingshan looked at the natural runes that were looming on his hands, and some were at a loss.

Although he got some knowledge about the world from Zhang Shaozhu, there is no such situation in those knowledge.

Before him, no one in the family had succeeded with the scales.

So what should I do now?

Gu Qingshan asked in the void: "The God of War interface, how can I use these runes on my hands?"

The God of War interface said: "Please ask those more professional people for help."

After that, five hundred souls were taken away.

Gu Qingshan did not care about the soul and fell into meditation.

Perhaps, as the war **** interface said, you have to find the master of the mountain and sea genre to help him.

Those who are knowledgeable and aware of the various psychic situations are certainly much more aware than Zhang Shaozhu.

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In the heart of Gu Qingshan, I remembered the existence of a certain person.

The guy with the "God of War" feature.

He took out the colorful **** statue and gently pulled the other's cock.

"Hey. It’s your kid."

The colored **** came alive and yawned.

"Yes, you know a lot of things, so I came to ask for advice." Gu Qingshan's polite way.

"Well to say, what do you want to ask this time?"

Gu Qingshan showed the natural runes on his hands.

The colored **** stunned: "Hey, isn't this a psychic ritual? Your ritual has been completed, so you can take a shot first."

Gu Qingshan stood up and took a punch in front of the void.

Those runes flashed and seemed to sense Gu Qingshan’s punch.

"Yes, that's it."

The colored **** said, I don’t know where to find a counter:

"The kid, the power of your psychic is passed down in the rune."

"Continue to punch out until my counter reaches a hundred."

"What is the use of this?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"Less nonsense, you don't know anything about this kid, just do it." The colored rooster gave him a look.

Gu Qingshan had no choice but to do so.

Yes, the other person is helping himself, although the speech is fierce.

He is comforting himself silently, but the sound of the colored **** is ringing again:

"Remember to give me fifty thousand souls."

500,000!

Gu Qingshan couldn't help but say: "There was no more than 100,000 before. Why is this 500,000?"

The color rooster is lazy: "Of course, you have made a fortune now, and my asking price has naturally risen."

"Moreover, a nouveau riche like your kid should have paid a price for knowledge and intelligence."

Gu Qingshan is silent.

Regardless of the seasoning, the practice of braised chicken nuggets is to cut the chicken into pieces and drain it, pour it into the oil pan, stir-fry the stir-fried yellow sauce, boil over the fire, and simmer for a few minutes.

As for the crispy chicken, it needs to be seasoned and then dried to make the whole chicken have a crispy taste and flavor.

Gu Qingshan’s eyes turned to a colorful **** and he had already finished several dishes in his heart.

"Xiao Xiongtai, what is your look?" The color **** was looked at by Gu Qingshan, and the arrogance gradually converges.

"Nothing, you think too much."

Gu Qingshan put out the posture and prepared to punch.

At this time, no one was there. He was not afraid of being said to be suffering from neuropathy. He continued to strike in the void.

He simply put a set of martial arts boxing methods from the remaining will of the world.

After practicing the martial arts taught by Lin, and having the skills taught by the various circles, Gu Qingshan’s fists are similar.

The colored **** looked at it for a while, dancing alongside it, singing a little song:

"I said this person is not easy for you."

"It is obviously a sword repair, why is the boxing method so outstanding?"

"because of you"

"Fisting order, kicking chaos, liberating the soul early, from this art, not to press the body, you are the only one in the flower, you can sing, jump, fight, the 900,000 world is the most coquettish, ah, the most coquettish."

The number on the counter flickers and instantly reaches one hundred.

Ding!

The counter makes a crisp sound.

"It's done!" the rooster shouted:

Gu Qingshan: "..."

This chicken is a problem.

At this time, a line of fireflies appeared on the God of War interface:

"Note that your Blue Dragon spell is advanced, but your Shadow Blue Dragon spell affects this chicken, so it learned to rap."

"Please don't care too much about it. It just has its own stage and ideas."

After Gu Qingshan glanced at it and his body began to change, he couldn’t take it seriously.

I saw a ghost of the head of a snake flying from Gu Qingshan, hovering around him for two weeks, and put it into his fists.

Gu Qingshan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his fists.

This pain came violently, and it went quickly. Gu Qingshan had no time to react, and it disappeared.

Gu Qingshan looked down at the double fists again, only to see that the runes on the double fists disappeared cleanly, and they could no longer see the points.

On the God of War interface, the Firefly small characters continue to flash:

"You have lost your skills forever: not breaking the mountain, and thus activating the inheritance power of the double boxing."

"You got the first type of psychic boxing: inch solution."

"Inch solution: break the boxing and break up all the defensive techniques of the enemy."

"This punch must be in."

"Starting conditions: Your first punch must hit the other side to activate this style of psychic boxing."

"Note: As you progress through the boxing, you will gradually wake up all the psychic spells you have inherited."

"Please keep working hard."

Gu Qingshan swept away.

Punch all the defenses?

This is a very valuable boxing method, except that it requires a first punch.

Gu Qingshan's heart moved.

He remembered another boxing method he had mastered.

"The martial arts are in possession, and the gods are falling apart."

"Avalanche: a blow with thirty times the power, a skybreaking, must be."

okay!

If you want to use the first fist, you can use it directly!

Gu Qingshan’s thoughts floated.

I have the curse of the Qinglong, and there is a **** of heaven and earth. Now I still inherit the Tongling boxing method.

Cursing the figure of the person, the sky is going to break, and the solution is to break up all the defenses.

In this way, isn't he really a boxer?

Suddenly, he felt a sense of heart, put the colorful **** that had fallen asleep back to the sea and looked at the door of the secret room.

I saw the patriarch and Zhao Qiong came in with a large number of people.

The head of the patriarch had some kind of incomprehensible complex meaning, and the elders and the surnames of the surnames were the same expression behind him.

They looked at Gu Qingshan.

Such a child has even been favored by the mountains and seas.

This is really a rare opportunity for the entire East Desert.

"Li San, I ask you, can you go to Shanhai to practice?" asked the patriarch directly.

"The patriarch, I have been willing to work for the clan in my life." Gu Qingshan said.

The patriarch stunned.

Your child

What do you call me? Do I say that I have collected enough wealth to reorganize my clan and sell you?

The patriarch opened his mouth and said, "The mountain and sea genre is a good place. You should practice well. I hope that you will return to school one day and contribute to the clan."

When this sentence comes out, I will no longer ask Gu Qingshan if he is willing to do so.

"I want to go to another genre to learn? Is it a genre exchange? Or a sales contract?" Gu Qingshan asked.

The so-called genre communication is the rule of the deep caves of the beasts. Anyone from a genre goes out to study, and all expenses must be sent by the current, no exception.

For a genre

You can't throw people out and don't care about anything. In that case, someone else's return is not to serve you, but to destroy you.

Selling a deed, that is, a slave, but Zhao Qiong even a city that has nothing to do with willing to save, naturally will not be such a Gu Qingshan.

"What do you say about Li San, naturally it is genre communication."

Sure enough, Zhao Qiong said affirmatively.

The patriarchs and elders of the flying plum genres are quiet.

Yes.

Li San is a psychic with a scale that everyone does not communicate successfully. It is the glory of the genre.

If this is not thrown out, why not just take him out as a slave?

In that case, what is the face of the genre?

The patriarch took a deep breath and squeezed his smile. "Yes, of course, it is genre communication. Li San, you can rest assured that all your expenses are in the family."

Gu Qingshan reveals the color of regret.

He bowed his head and looked blankly: "In this case, I had to leave my hometown and go to other genres to practice."