Six hundred and twentieth chapters snatching the gate of hell
"Boom," Beelzebub no longer hesitated, and the dark magic power in his body was no longer stingy. In an instant, dark stone walls stood up outside the gate of hell.
"The three armies lend me your strength."
Beelzebub roared, drawing out the power of faith from thirty thousand soldiers, and an endless aura of darkness emerged from the magic wand.
"Dark Cage."
"Huh," the Southern Ghost Emperor who had just launched his murderous intention never expected that Beelzebub would be so radical. He would draw the power of faith from thirty thousand soldiers without hesitation and surround himself in the void.
"Peel, peel, peel," said the Southern Ghost Emperor. Endless flames burst out from his body. The sight of this green will-o'-the-wisp made Beelzebub tremble with fear. If he got even a trace of it, he would probably not be spared.
It is rumored that the Southern Ghost Emperor is also the Huotian of the Celestial Clan, and he is indeed well-deserved, but now this dark prison derived from the power of faith, even if you have become a saint, it will be difficult to get out.
"Dong dong dong," the green sheep that the Southern Ghost Emperor was sitting on were hitting the dark cage one after another.
But at this time, Beelzebub was sitting on the black ground with a pale face.
"Who is that person? You actually trust me so much that you want to trap me here even at the cost of the faith of 30,000 soldiers?"
The Southern Ghost Emperor could see at a glance the nature of this cage, and indeed he would not be able to get out for a while.
"Just a nobody, my lord, I just want the Ghost Emperor to take a break and let's chat." Beelzebub looked at the somewhat impatient Ghost Emperor and said hehe.
"Xin Xiaoqi?" Du Xing could see clearly at this time, the dark figure standing at the front of the yellow talisman.
"Huh," Queliu felt that the situation was serious and flew up to the top of the city. His pupils shrank and he looked into the void in disbelief.
"Xin Xiaoqi in black, where did you come from?"
"Haha, Queliu, Duxing, your wings are so cute!"
"Where did we come from? Didn't Buddha Zhunti tell you the structure of this samsara?"
Qing Kongchen looked at the two of them with some pride. In fact, he did not expect that the secret passage in the demon city would be so easy to walk. He was a little faster than Huang San. But Huang San might be blocked by something.
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"Xin Xiaoqi, even if you come in, so what? Didn't you see that we have so many soldiers here?"
"Oh? Really? Attack!"
"Huhu," Qing Kongchen shouted loudly, and above the ghost gate, yellow talismans suddenly appeared.
Like a yellow downpour, these endless yellow talismans suddenly began to burn as soon as they fell.
"No, it's a spell, attack." Queliu and Duxing looked at each other, and endless fear suddenly burst into their eyes.
Divine cultivators who can cast spells are simply the nemesis of ghost cultivators. And they can be defeated to death.
"No, this is the amulet. I can't seem to move."
The gray Yaksha warrior, holding a large shield, suddenly froze in front of the battle formation. For a moment, the warriors at the rear could not stop their steps and crashed into the immobilized warrior in front.
"Dong dong," in an instant, the battle formation became a little chaotic.
"Hurry, kill them before their spells have any effect. There are not many of them, only about ten thousand." A dark Rakshasa ghost suddenly shouted and stood up.
"Whoosh, whoosh," in an instant, dark figures rose into the sky one after another.
"Oh, you are quite knowledgeable." Qing Kongchen's black figure smiled slightly in the void, and the Fang Dou Sword in his hand suddenly emitted a divine light.
"Buzz," a space gate suddenly appeared in front of the charging Rakshasa ghost clan.
"Hula la," in an instant, there were thousands of Rakshasa warriors, unable to hold back their footsteps, they rushed in.
"Dong dong dong." At the same time, in front of the battle formation of Beelzebub's 30,000 demon warriors, these thousands of people appeared.
"Huh? Kill, kill." In an instant, the gate of hell closed, and the sound of killings rang out loudly.
"Don't charge randomly, get in a good formation." Queliu's injured flesh wing fluttered, and he shouted with 30,000 Yaksha and many Rakshasa soldiers.
"That's right, don't rush in. We have fifty or sixty thousand people, why are we afraid of ten thousand people?" Du Xing, who was seriously injured, also shouted loudly at the city gate.
"Boo." A soft voice suddenly sounded next to Du Xing.
This gentle voice attracted Du Xing, Que Liu, and countless ghost warriors.
Because General Yaksha, who was seriously injured, Du Xing. I don’t know when Qing Kongchen’s figure appeared next to him.
"Space Avenue." Que Liu suddenly looked at Qing Kongchen in shock.
"Not bad." Qing Kongchen raised the long sword in his hand high early.
On Fang Doujian, endless space power burst out, and space locks locked Du Xing in place. Not only that, a dazzling light flashed on Fang Doujian.
This light seems to be sunlight, moonlight, Buddha light, artifact light, etc. It contains all the light in the world and illuminates all living things.
But it seemed to cause endless harm to the ghost clan, and Jiang Duxing's eyes were so bright that he could not open them.
"Pfft," a dull voice sounded above the city gate. When Du Xing opened his eyes again, he saw that there was no head on his body.
"The Avenue of Light."
Queliu looked at this arrogant light, shining above the city gate, and countless ghosts lowered their heads and lowered their eyes, not daring to look directly.
"Bo." Qing Kongchen didn't care about this, and his figure suddenly disappeared into the distance.
But Liu crossed the void and saw Du Xing die tragically in an instant. With Qing Kongchen's Tianyan stage of cultivation, he was absolutely no match for him, but Liu Ju hovered behind the gate of hell, not stopping for a moment, for fear of being killed by Qing Kong.
Dust sneak attack.
"The ghost of the avenue, suffer death."
At this moment, the divine talismans of the Shenfu Sect disciples finally burst out with divine light, and in the divine light, one after another figures appeared.
In these gorgeous golden flashes, six men and six women appeared in each talisman.
"Liu Ding Liujia, this..."
Suddenly a Rakshasa warrior shouted in terror.
Liu Ding Liujia, the Divine General of the Divine Court, a subordinate of the Four Saints of the North Pole, suppresses ghosts.
"Boom, boom, boom," in an instant, Liuding Liujia among countless talismans charged towards the Rakshasa ghost soldiers and Yaksha warriors.
Originally Du Xing was beheaded, but Liu escaped, the gate of hell was closed, and the morale of countless armored soldiers was low. Unexpectedly, these Taoist robe disciples attracted Liuding and Liujia! How can we fight like this?
"Cang Cang Cang," the disciples of the Shenfu Sect, holding talismans in their left hands and swords in their right hands, fell from the void. They were not afraid of these ghost soldiers at all, and they came to kill them suddenly.
"Puff, puff," as ghost auras dispersed, each ghost warrior was killed by Liu Ding Liujia and the disciples of the Shenfu Sect.
"Purple Thunder."
Qing Kongchen, who had been motionless all of a sudden, let out a roar, and the sword light circulated, one transformed into two...eight transformed into sixty-four, sixty-four transformed into more than four thousand purple thunder. It struck down with a crash, closing the ghost door,
Turned into a field of thunder.
However, Liu Yi was startled and flew far away with his wings.
"That's too much to bully. Are you a member of the Divine Court or a Taoist sect? You actually came to my Agni's place to cause trouble?"
"Boom," with a loud noise, the triangular divine seal in the hand of the Southern Ghost Emperor was smashed high, and countless ghost energy filled the air, smashing Beelzebub's dark cage and earthen walls into powder.
Not only that, but endless ghost energy burst out from Agni's triangle seal, greatly increasing the ghost energy of the Rakshasa ghost soldiers above the city.
"Rumble, click, click, click," the endless purple thunder struck, the gate of hell closed, and gray Yakshas and black Rakshasas fell to the ground one after another.
"Poof," under the city wall, Beelzebub's army beheaded the last ghost soldier and began to advance towards the top of the Guimen Pass city.
Buzz, a golden rope suddenly appeared when Agni was about to set off.
Agni looked at the golden rope and was suddenly shocked. She didn't have time to get on her mount Qingyang and soar into the void.
"Boom," there was a soft sound, and sure enough, his mount was trapped and fell to the front of the pass without any remaining strength.
"Oh, I didn't expect you to be very vigilant!"
A figure in white robes, holding a long sword, looks exactly like the annoying guy above the city gate, but at this level, it is a bit scary, at the peak of Tianyan!
"Who is your bedmate? There should be no one like you in Mount Xumi! Are you clones? Or twins?"
The Southern Ghost Emperor Agni looked at all this with a bit of madness and was furious, but facing the existence of the peak Tianyan alone, he didn't have much chance of winning.
"Why do you ghost clan have so many people?"
Shi Yaxian, dressed in white, did not answer. He looked at Agni and asked curiously.
"Huh? Are you telling me what I said? It doesn't hurt to tell you. The army coming to the gate of hell this time is no less than a million. You just wait here and reincarnate in the same place!"