Chapter 601: Gate of the Underworld

Chapter 601 The Gate of the Underworld

Chapter 59 The Gate of Underworld

"Jane Yan!" Ding Hao and Shang Caiyun stopped, turned their heads, and stood above the brown Ling Waterfall. Ding Hao stepped on the silver Promise Shuttle, wearing a black suit and black trousers and a real magic suit, appearing energetic.

On the opposite side of them, there was a billowing black flame, in which stood a thin figure.

It was Gui Xiuzhuyan who was forced to give up by Ding Hao in the sixth district.

"Zhu Yan, I had good intentions at the beginning and didn't take your life. I didn't expect that you didn't know how to cherish, but you would stop me again! This time, I see how you live!" Ding Hao's eyes were cold.

If in the sixth district, Ding Hao is still not confident about dealing with Zhu Yan.

So now, Ding Hao's strength has greatly increased, and there is Shang Caiyun who has just given birth next to him. It is too simple to kill Zhu Yan!

However, Zhu Yan obviously still regarded Ding Hao as the Ding Hao of the day. He said sternly, "Little beast, don't be nice with sharp teeth! You have kind thoughts in your heart, let me go, it's really funny! What are you doing? How can virtue let me go? When I was in the sixth district, the reason I endured this breath was because you could manipulate the power of the will of heaven, and I was the end of the battle!"

Speaking of this, he hated it in his heart, and said, "But it's different now! Today I am in a very good state, and you can't continue to manipulate God's will. In a fair situation, I will kill the two of you without any effort! "

"One kills the two of us effortlessly?" Ding Hao grinned and smiled, "Come on then!"

After Shang Caiyun's breakthrough, her strength has greatly increased and she also wants to practice. She actually flew out first, a teleportation, and then the long silk in her hand was like a colorful horse training, blasting the black smoke and ghost in front of her.

"The girl who just gave birth to baby, rely on you?" Zhu Yan sneered, standing in the black smoke, playing a magic trick in his hand.

Large swaths of black smoke suddenly turned into a black barrier. The black smoke barrier is as high as several tens of meters, like a huge ghostly city wall. Shang Caiyun's colorful silk is very small in front of the city wall, and it feels like a pebble hitting a rock.

Shang Caiyun smiled, his wrist flicked, and the colorful long silk was turned up. On the other side of the long silk, a dazzling white light shot out! In this dazzling light, a mantra emerged...

"This is!" Zhu Yan's eyes became sharper.

"Damn! This is clearly Xingchen's mantra of Heavenly Punishment! I finally killed Xingchen and got his broken Heavenly Punishment Knife, but it was snatched by Ding Hao, and now it was delivered to this female cultivator!"

Thinking of this, Zhu Yan hated even more in her heart, gritted her teeth and said, "Earth-level mantra is a very good thing! It's just that it only has one mantra, but with this mantra, you want to suppress me, it's a dream!"

While he was talking, the ghostly city wall tens of feet high had been suppressed by Qicai Xing Tianling and made a hole.

Shang Caiyun chuckled, "With this mantra, my Colorful Aya is really much better."

"Not necessarily!" The stern and stern voice of the candle sounded. This time he was in the forest of steles, looking for and realizing an immortal stele about ghosts, which benefited a lot from it.

Just now facing Ding Hao and Shang Caiyun, he can use it, "The genius of ghost way lies in communicating with the underworld! My aptitude is average, and I have never been able to communicate with the underworld, but this time, I realized that immortal monument. The power of communicating the underworld!"

Thinking of this, his eyes gloomily watched Shang Caiyun, who was holding the long silk, smiled, saying, "Girl, enjoy it!" During the speech, he bit his middle finger, suddenly crazy. The ghost came over and wanted to **** his blood, but he glared and shouted, "Get out!"

After driving away those little ghosts, he said grimly, "I sacrifice my blood to ghosts and gods! The gate of the underworld, open!"

After finishing speaking, he flicked his finger and bounced the blood bead towards the huge ghostly city wall!

With this shot of him, the city wall as high as several tens of meters suddenly cracked! Then from inside, there was a heart-piercing roar, and then an astonishing number of ghosts poured out frantically!

Some of these black ghosts are in the form of humans, some are in the form of animals, some are half-human and half-beasts, some are flying in the air, and some are rushing like a black tide!

"A lot!" Shang Caiyun was shocked, and Qi Cai Ling shook his hand again, shouting violently, "Suppress!"

She wants to suppress all these ghosts with the mantra of heavenly punishment!

However, the number of ghosts rushing out of the gate of the underworld is staggering, and one after another, stepping on the corpse of the ghost in front, there are a large number of ghosts rushing out! These ghosts are like hungry beasts, screaming in their mouths, rushing out frantically, bold and not afraid of death, with amazing aura.

"No, I can't suppress it."

Just as Shang Caiyun was shocked, Ding Hao came quickly on the Promise Shuttle, "Sister Caiyun, leave it to me!"

After talking about Ding Hao's figure, he first released nine photoelectric bamboo swords! The nine swords, formed in threes and threes, formed a huge character shape, and slammed out!

The photoelectric bamboo sword is the power of the electric system, which has a deterrent effect on ghosts.

However, there were too many ghosts, so the photoelectric bamboo sword was quickly submerged in the black ghost energy.

"It doesn't seem to be enough!" Ding Hao's figure lifted again and released nine more!

In fact, during their fierce battle, many elders have already paid attention to the war here.

These elders are either focused on the forest of steles, or focused on people fighting, constantly looking for suitable targets for them, finding geniuses from them, joining in training, hoping that these geniuses can come out and become the stars of the magic way!

Become the master of the future magic way!

"This Zhu Yan is a good seed." A ghostly elder said with approval, "I was in the forest of steles before, and I saw him understand a fairy stele. At that time, I paid attention to him. I didn't expect him Following this immortal monument's insight, I communicated with the underworld! My ghostly genius, the key is to communicate with the underworld. It seems that Ding Hao and Shang Caiyun are in a disaster this time."

An elder next to him nodded and said, "Yes, although Ding Hao has good qualifications, his cultivation level is too low after all! The eighth level of the Golden Core, wanting to withstand the pressure of the second level of the Yuan Ying, is simply a fantasy."

"Yes, right, right, this Ding Hao is really looking for death! If Shang Cai Yunding is in front, he still has the hope of escape. Now he actually wants to defeat the ghost that comes out of the gate of the underworld with a few photoelectric bamboo swords. , It's arrogant!"

Listening to these people talking and talking, an old man with a hooked nose shot coldly in his eyes and said two words, "Arrogant!"

This old man is the Falcon Venerable of the Demon Dao Demon Sect. He originally wanted to accept Ding Hao as his disciple, but Ding Hao refused him, which made him very unhappy. Therefore, although he didn't say anything, he couldn't help but cursed arrogantly in the end.

Listening to their discussion, Leng Haishan couldn't help but gather his gaze and said, "Although Ding Hao is arrogant, he still has some capital. Have you noticed that Zhu Yan has quietly released the ghost in the battle. Wolf smoke..."

He said this, and many of the venerables present also noticed this, and followed, "Ghost smoke is colorless and invisible, but it has the effect of entering the body to corrode the physical body. The effect on the cultivation of the Nascent Infant is weakened. The following monks are very effective."

Leng Haishan said, "Look at Ding Hao again, he may not have noticed this yet, but his body has not suffered any harm. Although he is wearing a true demon suit, Ghost Wolf Smoke wears a true demon suit very well. Through the effect, from this point of view, Ding Hao's body is also quite hard, no less than the body in the Yuan Ying period."

"Yeah!" Many elders were shocked, but Leng Haishan did not expect to see carefully.

"In this way, Ding Hao's body is indeed very strong." Many elders nodded.

However, the Holy Master 17 disdainfully said, "A Shudao monk, not physical cultivation, what is the use of such a strong body? A Shudao monk, the key is the level of spells and the use of techniques and treasures! Ding Hao rely on him. With a few photoelectric bamboo swords, I want to defeat the ghosts in the gate of the underworld. It's just looking for death!"

Her words resonated with many elders, and nodded, "17 The Holy Lord said it is reasonable. Although Ding Hao's photoelectric bamboo sword is good, how much can he have? According to estimates, there are many ghosts in the gate of the underworld. Tens of millions, as few as tens of thousands! His nine photoelectric bamboo swords can kill a few more, but in the end they were crushed by ghosts..."

But before these people finished speaking, Ding Hao's figure trembled and released nine more.

Many elders laughed, "This Ding Hao has some inventory."

"Nine and nine. This Ding Hao can have so many photoelectric bamboo swords, so he can be regarded as a rich man." Venerable Falcon laughed too, but after speaking, he sharpened his eyes again and said, " It's just a pity, how many photoelectric bamboo swords can he have to fight against these tens of thousands of ghosts? It's just a struggle in vain!"

However, what these elders didn't expect was that after Ding Hao released it, he released another nine, and then another time, before and after releasing forty-nine and thirty-six!

At this moment, all the elders condensed their gazes, "Ding Hao's golden core cultivation base, with so many photoelectric bamboo swords, is impressive!"

Leng Haishan was quite appreciative, "Are you careful, these 36 flying swords form a sword formation! The sword formation is in units of nine, and there are nine swords in one group. Now there are four groups in total, and they cooperate with each other to form a good power. The formation! If I am not mistaken, this formation should be a good ancient formation!"

When everyone heard Leng Haishan's words, they all nodded in agreement.

However, the 17th Holy Lord has no affection for Ding Hao, and he said coldly, "Although the sword formation is good, but in the face of thousands of ghosts, the amount of pressure to suppress is still a little less! You see, as the opening of the gate of the underworld takes longer , The more powerful ghosts come out from behind, but with his sword formation, he can no longer suppress his opponent!"

17 The Holy Lord did not say nonsense, Ding Hao was indeed surrounded by ghosts at this moment.

At this moment, Venerable Falcon and several unknown door-to-door elders sent him a message, "Little friend Ding Hao, last chance..."

(End of this chapter)