The ghosts associated with the Blood Pill and the Gate of Hell completely sank into the depths of the ocean of ghost energy. The specific situation could not be seen clearly, but one could vaguely feel that a terrifying power was awakening. The power was very violent, sometimes amplifying, sometimes shrinking, like
Breathing like heavy breathing, released and retracted.
In the void space, Tang Yan quickly returned to normal.
The severe pain comes quickly and goes away even faster.
But when he reopened his left eye, the inside of the eye socket turned completely black, without any white of the eye, and the darkness penetrated people, like a bottomless abyss, which was horrifying.
Observing carefully, there is an evil "Blood Gate" outline deep in the dark eyes. It is vague and very unclear, but it really exists, and the outline of the Blood Gate expands with slight traces of blood chains.
, crawling all over the eye sockets.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Chocolate looked at Tang Yan strangely.
"Help me protect you." Tang Yan ignored the explanation and immediately sank his consciousness into hell, returning to the place where the gate of hell was first formed.
As soon as I arrived, I was immediately shocked by the scene in front of me.
The boundless ocean of ghost energy fills the sky and the earth, rushing in the darkness. The giant ghost gate is as huge as a mountain, majestic and majestic, reaching into the sky, but its whole body is blood red, bloody and gloomy. Hundreds of blood-colored 'chains' connect the void and the
The Gate of Hell makes the entire space distort, making the Gate of Hell seem real and illusory, as if it has merged into the void and seems to be guarding the void.
Tang Yan went straight into it, passed through the thick mist of ghost energy, broke through countless lonely ghosts, and arrived in front of the ghost gate, landing in front of the stone steps decorated with red candles.
There was a young man standing waiting in front of the door.
He has black hair and black clothes, but has fair face and fair skin.
Black, deep black; white, dead white.
He looks like a boy, but also like a girl.
His left eye is black and his right eye is white.
Black is life, white is death.
That is, the left eye determines life, and the right eye determines death.
The eye of life and death can see through Yin and Yang, and see through life and death.
He holds a paper pad in his left hand and a blood pen in his right hand.
Paper book, book of life and death!
Blood pen, judge of life and death!
His face was expressionless, standing coldly in front of the gate of hell. It was deathly silent and profound. Only the eyes of life and death were so strange and gloomy that people dared not look directly at him.
The Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Pen are filled with strange energy. They are the treasures bred by the new world of hell. They control the rules of hell and the operation of the world. Their power... I can't imagine...
Ouch!
The hellhound walked along the stone steps towards the Gate of Hell, looked up at it, and looked around. His whole body was filled with evil fire and death energy, and his terrifyingly hideous body squirmed slowly, as if he was very satisfied with the environment here.
It took a deep breath, and the evil fire in its body swelled, and the benefits were extraordinary.
"The hell dog clan guards the gate of hell?" Tang Yan whispered to himself, but before he finished speaking, the hell dog looked up to the sky and roared. The roar was full of violence, but it also contained excitement. Apparently the environment here had a strange effect on it.
The attraction, like the pull of fate, kept him here.
The Evil Ancestor carefully descended into the ocean of ghost energy and landed in front of the gate of hell. He was so shocked that he couldn't restrain himself: "I'm a little ancestor, how could you summon such a thing? Why wasn't there the hell I had back then?"
"There was no gate to hell in your hell back then?"
"No!"
"Where is this...this...judge?" Tang Yan pointed at the 'young girl' in front of him, unable to name him for a moment.
"No!! I paid attention to this wasteland some time ago and felt that there was a mysterious atmosphere underground, but I couldn't find out the specific situation. I roughly calculated that it should be the ghost master of hell, Red Blood, who was conceived here, because other ghost masters
Basically, there are outlines, but this one is missing." Evil Ancestor observed carefully, frowning: "They are really similar."
"The Red Blood Ghost Lord back then was very powerful?"
"It's useless! Eighteen ghost masters, eighteen, how can I use them? He occasionally plays some strange roles for me, but most of the time he is very silent. What is your situation? Why do you want to go to hell?
So much better than mine?" Evil Ancestor was unconvinced.
"If I'm not wrong, Red Blood and this judge should be the same one. Maybe for some reason, it didn't really take shape back then, but now it's officially awakened..."
"What's the reason? You're handsome?"
Tang Yan was not in the mood to make a fuss, and mused: "The birth of the judge and the appearance of the Gate of Hell are probably due to a precipitating factor. I bought a slave in Bailu City years ago, and he was the cause of today's incident."
"I have a bit of an impression." Evil Ancestor stared at him sideways: "Have you had a little bit of luck since you came to the Forgotten War Realm? You can buy this kind of opportunity when you go to Nuoying? You have been experiencing bad luck in Qitian Continent.
Are you accumulating luck for when the Forgotten War Realm breaks out?"
Tang Yan ignored his complaints and walked towards the 'judge'.
Thinking about it now, the sudden appearance of the mysterious old man was neither accidental nor luck. Since he had a premonition that he was in danger, he might have deliberately arrived at the slave camp to wait for him, because he had a premonition that he would appear and there would be an encounter.
Moreover, the danger he foresaw came from the Nine Sons Ghost Mother. In other words, he was not prophesying in the true sense, but a premonition. He felt the Nine Sons Ghost Mother's aura, causing
His consciousness sensed it, so he reminded himself regardless of the severe pain.
But in this case, will there be a deeper secret in the central penalty area?
"Who are you?" Tang Yan asked.
"Judge." The judge's voice was very clear, but it sounded sinister, like a man and a woman, and it didn't contain any emotion.
"Who woke you up?"
"I don't know."
"Where are you from?"
"hell."
"What is your relationship with the old man from before?"
"I don't know."
"What do you know?"
"Sleep, wake up."
The judge seems to have inherited the strength of the mysterious blood man and officially awakened with the help of him, but he did not inherit the other person's consciousness and thoughts. In other words... the old man did not have real consciousness at the time, but was the judge spirit who escaped from hell many years ago.
soul?
Tang Yan thought about it in confusion, and the only thing he could think of was this.
The Evil Ancestor circled around the judge, sighing with dryness, "Gate of Hell? Book of Life and Death? Judge's Pen? These treasures are so unbelievable!! Tang Yan's hell is much more powerful than his own back then, so powerful."
's metamorphosis.
"Where was the territory of Cerberus back then?" Tang Yan asked.
"Free range."
Tang Yan was speechless: "Was your hell just a tool of war? Didn't you think about cultivating and planning carefully? Apart from knowing that there are eighteen ghost masters in hell, what else do you have?"
"Are you kidding? I was the public enemy of the world back then. Countless enemies were chasing me all over the world. I only fought and fought. I didn't have any plans. Do you think every legend is the same pervert?"
Tang Yan looked at the Cerberus wandering down the mountain and could feel its excitement. It seemed that it was preparing to occupy this place as its territory, but this was just right. Cerberus had strong reproductive abilities. If it could thrive here, it would definitely be better guarded.
gate of hell.
"What's his strength? Why can't I see through it?"
"His aura is very chaotic, and he is still devouring and absorbing the energy of the blood pill, waiting for it to be completely smelted..."
"That's what you said!"
"The Ren family's first powerful enemy has appeared."
Evil Ancestor was startled and asked cautiously: "Holy?"
"Absolutely." Tang Yan himself was not sure, but he could feel the vast blood gushing out of the blood pill, nourishing the judge and tempering the muscles and bones. The energy contained in the blood pill was very strange, unlike ordinary
The blood is not like ordinary energy, mixed with a lot of vitality, but also implies death.
Perhaps the mysterious old man from before was the 'host' that the surviving spirit of the first-generation judge was looking for, and it had been fostered in it. Precisely because he had the ability to control life and death, it was able to avoid the destruction of hell and last for endless years.
Let this parasite stay 'alive'.
But it can be seen that it consumes a lot of energy. The surviving energy can guarantee the new generation of judges to be promoted to saints. It is already the limit, and it will never be possible to return to the peak.
Of course, all this is just Tang Yan's own speculation.
The judge in front of him is a brand-new judge who knows nothing about the past. What the Blood Pill brings to him is only growth and transformation, a surge in strength, and the control of the hell gate.
"This Ghost Gate may really be the entrance to the entire hell." Evil Ancestor looked around. The wasteland covering thousands of kilometers was completely immersed in the ocean of ghost energy, and the Ghost Gate twisted and merged the space, with red candles sticking together.
The space cracks are like ancient roads in the netherworld, leading to the outside world and hell.
Tang Yan's hell is very different from the hell he had back then.
"There's a war going on outside? Why don't you use this ghost gate to try the effect?" Evil Ancestor suggested.
"Save it, the fighting outside is fierce. If the gate of hell is too loud, it will only cause trouble for me. Just wait, the judge is transforming, and it will not be too late to use it again after his realm is stable."
Tang Yan left a trace of his mind to continue observing this sudden drastic change, and returned to the battlefield again, continuing to absorb resentment and souls, hunt monsters and collect corpses.