That smile is as beautiful as a god, but it is as strange as a devil.

"Welcome to the gates of hell."

Weiyang said.

The words fell, and his palms were slowly unfolded.

In his hand, I don't know when, there was already an extra pen.

The pen, about a foot long, is black, and there are also dense star patterns on the pen barrel, but those star patterns are much more obscure than the star patterns on the Beichen Beast King flute, and the tip of the pen is not made of hair like ordinary brushes, but a blood-like substance.

In the mid-air in front of him, twenty-seven black stars had also quickly appeared.

As Wei Yang drew with his hand, the dark red star pattern connected these stars to form a complex star pattern, and as he waved his right hand, the last star line was completed.

The black star streaks spread like smoke, instantly turning into a black mist.

Click, click!

A skeleton wrapped in a rotting corpse cloth dragged out with a skeletal hand, still holding a rusty knife.

At the side of the skeleton, a skeleton horse rushed out, and on the skeleton horse sat a skeleton general in a rusty armor.

And then, again......

Countless skeleton soldiers and cavalry rushed out of the black fog like a tidal wave, as if the black fog was a gate to hell, and they were soldiers who rushed out of hell.

Endlessly, endlessly.

As soon as these guys burst out of the black mist, they immediately waved the rusty weapons in their hands towards the rushing deserters, and unceremoniously waved the knives and swords in their hands.

Weiyang stood in the middle of the strange black mist, his enchanting face looking particularly obvious and dazzling in a group of skeletons wrapped in corpse cloth.

The corners of his lips sneered.

The white robe that symbolized the temple on his body bloomed like a lotus flower in the black mist, and the black hair that steamed up from the black mist was like an ink-colored flame on the white lotus.

Black and white, two diametrically opposed colors, are harmoniously integrated into him.

Looking at the splattered blood, Weiyang's face didn't have much expression.

There is no murderous intent, and there is no mercy.

At this moment, he standing in front of the gates of hell is no different from the one who once walked in front of the believers and stretched out his hand to caress the foreheads of the believers.

Who said God would be merciful?!

The black beast tide and the white skeleton army seemed to be two black and white tides, sweeping from both sides of the snow valley.

Everywhere he went, blood spilled and screams rang out.

Among the two tides, a fiery figure is also particularly obvious, naturally it is the purple-pupiled star beast snack.

The wings flapped, and from time to time flames erupted from the mouth.

Everywhere the snack goods went, the flames erupted, and a large number of soldiers were directly engulfed in flames.

Everything seems complicated to say, but in fact, it just happens in a very short moment.

Between such fierce two tides, Gong Yunhao and the others who fell on the side of the snow valley were naturally not spared.

There were already several high-level star beasts and several skeleton generals who were wrapped in flames and rode the skeleton of star beasts under them had also rushed over from the wings and rushed towards Gong Yunhao and the others.

"Protect Your Majesty!"

Qin Ling, the captain of the guards of the close army, shouted urgently, flew in front of Gong Yunhao, and formed an arc with everyone in the guards to meet the star beasts and skeletons that rushed up, and several masters brought by Gong Yunhao immediately escorted His Majesty the king and Lan Si and others to escape towards the back of the snow peak.