"Hell Gate ......" Gong Meimei's heart swelled with turbulent waves, and the scene in front of her was so surprised that she couldn't speak. Pen~Fun~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhang Yuan and a group of police officers who were hiding behind the screen were even more shocked, stiffening their bodies and staring stupidly, as if they were stupid.

"You are not in the formation, don't look at the Hell Gate, don't look at the Gate Beast! Otherwise, you will be implicated!" Qingyun Dao people yelled at Zhang Yuan and the others.

Zhang Yuan was yelled at by the Qingyun Dao people, and instantly retracted his mind, shivered all over his body, broke out in cold sweat, and in a panic pulled all the stupid police officers behind the screen and slapped them one by one. The pain on the cheeks brought everyone back to their senses, and the empty eyes looked at Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yuan shouted at them for a long time, and they gradually regained their hearing, and sat down on the ground with their butts collapsed.

"Knock ......"

The bronze bell on the gates of hell was rung again, and the bell rang for a long time, piercing the sky and spreading throughout the West End. The second sound was bewitching, and a strong curiosity made Zhang Yuan, who had just recovered his breath, want to see it again.

Zhang Yuan poked his head out uncontrollably, because he didn't dare to look at the two door beasts on the hell gate because of what he had just said, he just looked at the slender man standing in front of the door.

One knock on the door, two rings on the door open, three rings on the door closing. The bronze bell of the Hell Gate must not ring the fourth time, otherwise everyone in the vicinity will be taken souls and turned into the living dead.

The bronze bell rang for the second time, and Xian Luo glanced at Chen Ping, who was torn into hemp rope by the ghost gate, did not hesitate, still holding the silver sword in his right hand, and picked up the door knocker with his left hand, "Bang! Bang!", knocked three times, and then knelt down on one knee. Seeing this, Gong Meimei and the others quickly knelt on one knee, and everyone else hurriedly followed suit.

"Squeak......

The heavy gate opened from the inside, and a miserable and messy roar came from the door, and it was impossible to hear the roar of a man or a beast, and a fishy wind mixed with blood-red mist gushed out, and the whole square was instantly surrounded by blood mist, and the smell of bloody blood filled the surroundings, and even the closed observation deck smelled it, and many people immediately vomited out.

"Who opened the gate without permission?" An angry roar came from the door, the sound was as loud as thunder, and the powerful spiritual power pressed down on everyone like a mountain through the sound, it was the Yaksha guarding the door. Gong Meimei couldn't help but exclaim, fortunately, she knelt on the ground in advance, otherwise, she wouldn't be able to stand this spiritual power.

However, it was okay for Xianluo to have spiritual power to protect his body, but the monks on the periphery were so oppressed by this powerful spiritual power that they fainted directly.

Xian Luo forcibly suppressed the tumbling qi and blood in his chest, gritted his teeth and stood up, and roared angrily: "The one who opened the door is the Taoist Long Xianluo!"

"Presumptuous!" a burst of wind roared, striking Slim.

Slim Luo's face remained unchanged, he took off the Bodhi hand bead on his wrist, and threw it at the hell gate with all his might, as soon as Bodhi Zi came into contact with the spiritual power from hell, he actually blocked the attack for Slima like an enchantment.

"The underworld is derelict in its responsibility, the ghost Chen Ping is in trouble with the world, and the mortals who have not completed their longevity are harmed, and the Taoist dragon is merciful all day long, pressing Chen Ping and subduing the law, and you don't want to capture Chen Ping quickly!"

The words are sonorous, clear and powerful in this square filled with blood and mist. The voices inside the gates of hell seemed to be stunned, silent.

"Don't wait to capture Chen Ping quickly!" Xian Luo roared again, pulled out a red talisman and didn't even recite the spell, and hit Chen Ping directly.

"Ahh Blood is the tears of ghosts.

Chen Ping was roaring, crying blood and grief reaching the sky, shaking the entire chaotic square, shaking Xian Luoxiu's face pale, and she turned her face stiffly to look directly at the ghost gate, not daring to look at Chen Ping behind her.

"Chen Ping's method!" This time, the majestic aura went straight towards Chen Ping, rolling Chen Ping into the air, the sound of cracking bones and Chen Ping's desperate and unwilling screams hit everyone's hearts, and the people in the formation, including the people on the observation deck, couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

The caster can't bear it, but hell is merciless. Dozens of chains with spiky heads roared out of the door, and the finger-thick thorns pierced straight into Chen Ping's spiritual vein acupoint, and the sharp thorns stabbed ninety-nine eighty-one, and then the iron chains attached to the end of the thorn head were densely wrapped around Chen Ping's body, pushing and squeezing, until the iron chain wrapped Chen Ping into a mummy.

"Woo woo ......" Chen Ping couldn't scream anymore, and could only rely on her broken throat to make a few sounds, Rao was like this, and the resentment in it was still shocking.

The iron chain was still shrinking, until Chen Ping turned into a pile of mud under the squeezing of the iron chain, and could no longer make any sound, the iron chain began to slowly click and pull back, and the jet-black liquid flowed down through the iron chain, dripping all the way.

"Knock ......" The third bronze bell rang, and the iron chain pulled Chen Ping into the darkness, and Chen Ping let out a last whimper with the resentment in his heart and disappeared into the darkness. The blood-red mist that permeated the entire square seemed to be alive, like a churning wave, and retracted into the door between several waves, and then, the mysterious and terrifying hell gate slowly closed, the green lotus on the door was still weird, and the stone beast embedded in the door closed its terrifying eyes and fell into a deep sleep. The entire pitch-red gate slowly sank into the black hole as it had come.

The hell gate disappeared into the black hole, and Xian Luo didn't delay any longer, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, twisting it, and shouting: "Ghost gate, close!"

The wind swept away, forming a whirlpool with the fiber as the center, and the whirlpool rotated violently like a washing machine when it was dry, and then a spiritual power rushed up to the sky, and rushed down several times in the sky, and after a circle of shock waves on the flat ground, it dissipated between heaven and earth, and the black hole on the ground shrank to disappear in a few breaths.

With a "snap", the peachwood disc under the silver sword shattered into two pieces. The wind stopped, the scene was in shambles, the black water and blood water shed by Chen Ping disappeared along with the formation map on the ground, and the moonlight obscured by dark clouds also quietly appeared, gently illuminating this embarrassing world.

The spirit removal was successful, and the spell was lifted with Chen Ping being beaten into the Asura Realm.

Xian Luo's spiritual strength was overdrawn, and he sat on the ground with a slump in his buttocks, looking a little dazed. The fourth senior brother quickly stepped forward and hugged Xianluo, comforting the people who had not yet returned to their senses.

The rest of the brothers also hurriedly surrounded him, completely ignoring Gong Meimei on the side. Gong Meimei looked at the pale Xianluo with an unpredictable expression, smiled at the guarded Wukong Master, and left with bare feet and twisted her hips. Her high heels were blown away by the gale.

"Senior sister, wouldn't it be good to open the ghost gate and send her to the underworld? Why did you send her into the Asura realm?" Seeing that Xianluo was fine, the little junior brother hurriedly stepped up, "I didn't say a word beforehand." ”

Xianluo glanced at his junior brother, pulled out a smile, and said, "You also know that it is the boundary gate of the Asura Realm?"

"The lotus flower on the door is blue-gray, and I recognize it as the Asura realm. ”

"Chen Ping has cast such a big spell, just by beating her into the ghost gate, she may not be able to unravel the spell in a short time, only by hitting her directly into the Asura realm and cutting off all the causes and effects in the mortal world, so that the spell can disappear and avoid other victims. ”