Chapter 707: Raising 300 Soldiers to Suppress the Ghost Gate
Between heaven and earth, the situation suddenly reversed.
Lin Huang, who had been suppressed by the powerful dragon, instantly turned over. When Emperor Jiuyou was suppressed under the abyss of a hundred feet, Lin Huang's extreme speed suddenly showed up, like thunder shining in the void.
Wherever the sword slashed, Lin Huang chopped off three heads of the huge black formation that had been laid out. The formation was shattered.
Lin Huang raised his body, like a rainbow hanging over the heaven and earth. As his big sleeves fluttered, he wiped out the incense burner that was pulling his soul. The next moment, Lin Huang appeared above the head of the little black dragon, looking at Gui Xu, who was chirping and roaring at the moment.
The Yamata Python, the God of Death slashed out with a single slash, killing the head of the Yamata Python that had returned to the ruins.
In the void, Lin Huang was flying like a rainbow, each move was reaching its peak.
In just a few breaths, he executed thirteen killing blows in a row, cutting off three heads of the Guixu Baqi python. When Lin Huang was about to cut off the giant python's head again, a sudden sound came from the hundred-foot abyss below.
Let out a powerful breath.
Lin Huang's figure suddenly turned around, gave up on the Guixu Baqi Python, and headed towards the ground.
On the cracked earth, Di Jiuyou gathered the Five Jue Mountains and the Death Stele, and rushed out of the abyss like thunder.
The next moment, Lin Huang appeared in front of Di Jiuyou and slashed out with his sword.
Di Jiuyou's face was cold, and the scythe in his hand was already ready for Lin Huang's decisive blow, and he swung it down instantly...
Keng Keng Keng Keng.
In the void, sparks tore into rivers. When the two weapons collided, they flew out instantly. Lin Huang couldn't fly more than a hundred feet, but he stopped strangely and seized the opportunity to kill Di Jiuyou.
go.
Di Jiuyou's expression was cold as he looked at Lin Huang, who was coming to kill him, and his figure suddenly disappeared into the void.
Without a trace.
Lin Huang's color changed instantly, and his forward body suddenly turned around and rushed straight up...
Boom!
Lin Huang's body couldn't fly more than a hundred feet, and he was suppressed by an invisible terrifying force. He fell rapidly. Then, Lin Huang rose from the ground like a rainbow, and his figure flashed everywhere in the void, disappearing and disappearing, making people...
Unfathomable.
"The real battle begins!"
Looking at the scene in the void, Jun Tianyao slowly spoke, instantly making Jun Qingcheng's face tense up.
On the top of Bai Yujing, Bei Lin Weiyang looked at the scene in the distance. He folded up his sleeves and robe with a smile on his face, and said as if he had picked the right moment, "The ninth cut of Jiuyou Huangquan... the gate of hell!"
When Bei Lin Weiyang finished speaking, the invisible force in the void covering the forest wilderness really appeared, and under the gloomy sky, dark portals appeared one after another.
Upon closer inspection, there are actually sixty-four paths.
Sixty-four portals line the space between heaven and earth, sealing off the void in all directions and trapping the forest wilderness within it.
And each portal is hundreds of feet high...
On both sides of the portal, there are fierce stone war ghosts standing on each side. The ferocious gods and evil spirits seem to be able to come back to life at any time and crush the world. The arched pillars behind the stone war ghosts are actually made up of stacked black skulls.
At first glance, it makes people's scalp numb, as if they are in hell.
And right above the arched doorway, there is a blood-weeping plaque with three large scarlet characters on it, which are ferocious and terrifying, just like the face of the ancient demon weeping blood, which is horrifying.
--gate of hell!
Sixty-four gates of hell.
In the void, looking at the thousands of sealed and crowded ghost gates around him, Lin Huang's expression suddenly became solemn. In those ghost gates, he felt the real breath of death...
That kind of aura is the avenue to devour living beings!
At this moment, Di Jiuyou's figure reappeared in the void, and he was seen carrying the ancient coffin again at this moment, patrolling outside the sixty-four ghost gates, looking at the forest wilderness imprisoned in it, with a cold look on his face and a fighting spirit.
boiling.
Buzz.
Buzzing…
In the void, a mysterious buzzing sound suddenly sounded. I saw an extremely dark vortex suddenly surging in the ghost gate, and an infinite and terrifying power was generated out of thin air, trying to send Lin Huang into the underworld. And Sixty
The four ghost gates exerted force at the same time, intending to completely tear Lin Huang's body and soul into pieces.
Just when the devouring force surged out of the ghost gate, the eyes of the densely packed skulls at each ghost gate also shone with red light, and a shrill howling sound came from inside.
Endless howling sounds gathered together, like an angry sea of sound waves, sweeping thousands of miles away, shaking the forest wasteland's energy and blood, and leaving the six gods without a master.
The stone statues and war ghosts on both sides of each ghost gate seemed to be summoned at this moment, awakening from their slumber, suddenly opening their eyes, holding war spears in hand, forming an ancient battle formation, and marching towards Linhuang to kill step by step.
Come.
In the void, Lin Huang frowned...
Di Jiuyou also frowned.
Because he was not only fighting Lin Huang, but also wanted to continue fighting with Lin Huang to prove his Ninth Avenue. As long as the Sixty-four Ghost Gates successfully suppressed Lin Huang, then he could turn the Sixty-four Ghost Gates into
The real ghost world.
Looking at the one hundred and twenty-eight violent war ghosts that were thousands of feet around him, bullying them step by step, and feeling the increasingly stronger tearing power of the ghost gate, Lin Huang finally let out a long sigh and used the killing move he was preparing for Bei Lin Weiyang.
came out.
"In my name, I command you all to bring your troops to the world to fight against the Eight Desolations!"
Just as Lin Huang finished speaking, the atmosphere in the void suddenly changed, and streaks of fighting spirit soaring into the sky emerged from the void.
And all around Lin Huang, there were also bright lights shining.
Looking at the scene in the void, the smile on Jun Tianyao's face suddenly solidified. His eyes narrowed slightly, with a little murderous intent oozing out, "Raising the martial spirit?"
Zhao Tianjia picked up his crotch and didn't care much.
Bei Lin Weiyang's expression became a little solemn, "It turns out that the ancient Great Wall of Feng Qingtian in Li Shasheng's hands is in your hands. Unexpectedly... there is actually a martial spirit hidden in it, which can summon those heroic souls that have been silent for thousands of years. It is really a bit underestimated.
You!"
Up and down the Shenluo City, where everyone's eyes gathered, they saw the rays of light appearing around Linhuang, all of them turning into majestic figures, as many as three hundred!
For a moment, the world was horrified.
Three hundred figures wearing pitch-black armor were like a black cloud, covering the sky.
Three hundred long-tasseled blood-stained sky spears emitted a sharp cold light, shocking the entire world.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
At this moment, the three hundred heroic spirits of the Zuojia Ming Cult reappeared after being dormant for thousands of years.
At this moment, the fighting spirit is in the sky, and the murderous intent is thousands of miles away!
At this moment, Lin Huang was under the guard of three hundred heroic souls, wearing a bloody robe on his shoulders and waving a war flag. He was like an ancient warrior general reborn, roaring, "Kill!"
Just as Lin Huang finished speaking, three hundred spears suddenly shot outward, like a long river flowing, towards the one hundred and twenty-eight violent war ghosts in the ghost gate...
boom.
Boom boom.
…
In the void, the space covered by sixty-four ghost gates has already turned into a field of fierce fighting...
It was no longer a fight between Lin Huang and Di Jiuyou, but a duel between two invincible elites. Three hundred heroic souls raised their heads like blue dragons, winding among the violent war ghosts, like countless invincible spirits.
The invincible spear destroyed a battlefield.
Looking from a distance, the area is filled with darkness, and wherever it goes, it appears to be invincible.
But outside the gate of hell, Di Jiuyou's face became increasingly ugly, until it was extremely cold!
He never thought that Lin Huang could have such means...