The blue flame seemed to break through the dark sea water and suddenly rushed towards the face.
Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, then his left hand suddenly burst into flames.
The faint blue flames illuminated his face and turned it blue.
Chu Yan looked at his palm, and his expression changed slightly.
The key that opened the door to hell in the palm of his left hand changed.
In the palm of Chu Yan's left hand, there is the Gate of Underworld.
Chu Yan didn't know the specific connection between the Gate of Underworld and the Gate of Hell.
But the two of them appeared almost at the same time.
The only difference is that the Gate of Hell is not under Chu Yan's control.
The Gate of Underworld is one of Chu Yan's trump cards.
However, as Chu Yan's strength continued to improve, his methods continued to increase, and the various restrictions on the use of the Gate of Underworld made Chu Yan rarely use this trump card.
However, the reason is that the destructive power of the Gate of Underworld is too strong.
Opening the gate to hell is like opening a black hole.
Everything that was not good for Chu Yan was sucked in and disappeared forever.
Although it was refreshing to kill the enemy in this way, Chu Yan would not get any benefits.
But at this time, the ring in Chu Yan's palm showed obvious changes.
The blue flame burning on his palm at this moment seemed to be forging the ring.
A more vast aura spread from his palm.
Suddenly, a mental formula appeared in Chu Yan's mind.
One by one, the shining words flashed before his eyes.
But Chu Yan has a photographic memory.
After the text disappeared, he recalled it carefully.
When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were shining with a brilliant light.
At the same time, the blue flame burning in his palm also went out.
The ring left in the palm has a layer of jagged edges, looking more like a snake connected end to end.
"Ah."
Chu Yan smiled.
Needless to say, he knew that this must have been left to him by the one behind the gate of hell.
After being together for so long, Chu Yan could not say that he had a complete grasp of that person's character, but he had a certain understanding of him.
This benefit must have been prepared long ago.
However, since parting is imminent, handing it over directly feels a bit pretentious.
So he waited until now, left by himself, and then passed through the gate of hell, leaving such benefits to Chu Yan.
"It is still used in conjunction with the Yin Control Devil's Claw before, so it is considered intentional." Chu Yan smiled.
I just don’t know when the other party will come back.
When that time comes, you must laugh at the other party about this matter.
boom!
At this moment, there was a roar in the distance.
Chu Yan looked up.
A huge mushroom cloud is rising in front of us.
And in the mushroom cloud, a face with a blood-open mouth actually condensed out of it.
The next moment, around the mushroom cloud, countless dead souls rose into the sky, like bloodthirsty bats, and the mass was black, as if there was some blood food below, attracting them to snatch it.
Chu Yan's gaze focused and his consciousness swept across, and he immediately discovered that under the mushroom cloud, there were dozens of spiritual energies struggling to support him.
One of them was actually something I had encountered not long ago.
"Why is this guy so unlucky?"
Chu Yan did not hesitate and flew directly in that direction.
At the same time, under the mushroom cloud, more than a dozen female cultivators were sitting cross-legged on the ground.
The position where they sat formed a formation.
On the ground, thick and long formations were drawn.
However, it can be seen that this formation was hastily arranged at short notice. Although it is a large defensive formation, it is very rough.
At this time, each of the more than ten female cultivators was located in a formation eye, and the spiritual energy surging in their bodies was injected into the formation, forming a light shield to protect everyone within it.
Outside the light shield, a tornado roared, and each of the dead souls, which were taller than humans and looked like giant bats, were baring their teeth and claws, and kept hitting the light shield, making a bang-bang-bang sound that hit the heart of the heart.
Standing in the middle of a defensive formation, looking out, I just feel that the sky is filled with dead souls, and there is no possibility of escape. This makes people involuntarily feel desperate.
And as time goes by, the spiritual energy of the female cultivators in the formation continues to be consumed. Not only does the area covered by the large formation's light mask become smaller and smaller, but the light wall also continues to become weaker.
Following this trend, if there is no better way in half a day, the formation will be broken by these dead souls.
What worried these female cultivators even more was that at this moment, it was just these bat-like souls of the dead that were constantly colliding with each other, and the tornado that was so high that the top could not be seen at a glance, was obviously a more powerful soul of the dead.
And this dead soul has not yet taken action.
This is like a guillotine hanging above everyone's heads. No one knows when it will fall.
After persisting to this moment, the faces of the female cultivators already showed traces of despair.
This feeling now is like cutting flesh with a dull knife, which is even more torturous.
Those dead souls also seemed to enjoy this process more.
They kept hitting the light wall while making weird laughs.
"Look! These human monks are scared!"
"Quack, quack! Their fearful looks really make me feel so comfortable!"
"The human races I ate before were all male cultivators, but this time they are all female cultivators with thin skin and tender flesh. I want to enjoy it!"
"These female cultivators can also be used as a furnace for cultivation. In this way, we can gather our bodies faster, become the overlord of one party, and counterattack out of this damn place as soon as possible!"
The dead souls not only made sarcastic remarks, but also added all kinds of dirty words.
The female cultivators present who have reached the true immortal realm are all geniuses in various sects and families. They are like stars over the moon on weekdays. How have they ever been humiliated like this?
Suddenly, their pretty faces turned pale with anger, and their bodies could not help but tremble.
And when they heard that these dead souls wanted to use their innocent bodies as cauldrons, the female cultivators were even more ashamed and angry, wishing they could fight them to the death.
"Let's fight them!" Finally, a female cultivator couldn't help but said.
"no!"
But as soon as she finished speaking, someone stopped her.
"The purpose of the dead souls saying these words is to interfere with our Taoist minds and make us abandon our formations so that they can take advantage of the situation. Don't be fooled!" said one of the female cultivators with a dignified appearance and the calmest aura.
When the female cultivator said these words, she was still looking at the girl sitting next to her with the sword box on her back.
The girl carrying the sword box was none other than Tachibana Yui, who had been rescued by Chu Yan once before.