Chapter 79: The Pride of Heaven 22

  A black vortex formed silently through the town.

  The voice of the night ghost filled the entire town: "Open the blood river, and you will be destroyed by the gods of the Wuxing, you don't think about it!" There's no way I'm going to do that! You guys, all die!! ”

  The huge black vortex rolled straight towards several people, and the huge evil qi and ghost qi made everyone who had lost their shadows and exposed their bodies extremely painful for a while.

  A few thunders, the wind swept away, the entire town has been completely destroyed, and a dark blue gate connecting with heaven and earth in the whirlpool is slowly opening.

  Countless ghosts and ghosts were surging behind the door.

  "This is the real ghost gate, right? I don't want to die, I don't want to die! Another Wuji Sect monk couldn't help but tremble under this strong pressure.

  "Oh no, the night ghost is demonized, let's go! Draw the river of blood with my blood, and he will have no choice after crossing the bridge of the underworld! Shangwu hurriedly motioned to the other three to quickly approach the vicinity of the Stygian Bridge.

  But in the hands of the extremely demonized night ghost, the remaining two monks were completely unable to move.

  Ye Chenfeng's body glowed with white light, and a small circular formation appeared at everyone's feet, a fresh formation, which could make people stabilize their minds, and he who had always been expressionless and cold tightened his brows slightly this time.

  The fairy sword in his hand came out of the sheath with his heart, and his spiritual power was great, and his fingers were put together between his eyebrows, and the silver-white divine sense was pulled out of the body with his fingertips, and he was submerged into the fairy sword.

  The sword light flashed, and the black mist that imprisoned the soul of Xie Wenzhan was directly smashed and dispersed, and the soul returned to the body, and Xie Wenzhan had red eyes and gasped for breath.

  Ye Chenfeng's body floated into the air, standing with his sword in his bearing, his eyebrows and eyes were clear, he stretched out his left hand, and a ball of light slowly condensed in his hand, gradually expanding into a red formation that was stagnant in the air.

  His thin lips moved lightly, "Soul Suppression Dao!" ”

  The formation was attracted by Ye Chenfeng, turning into countless identical red formations, heading straight for the huge ghost gate.

  A trace of throbbing surged in Ye Chenfeng's spiritual platform, and the ruthless and desireless cold feeling was slowly occupying his Yuan Dan, but his own spiritual power became extremely domineering because of the expansion of this emotion, so that the Soul Suppression Dao Formation gradually merged into a spiritual array the same size as the Ghost Gate!

  Shangwu looked at Ye Chenfeng in the air in surprise, and said in disbelief: "The demonized night ghost can control everything with emotions, and he is not affected at all?" ”

  The spirit array in Ye Chenfeng's hand was like a big net, firmly covering the ghost gate, thousands of demons were stopped alive at the door, and they couldn't come out at all, Ye Chenfeng drew a formation spell in his hand, and his divine sense took the formation backwards, and after a while, the huge ghost door that was open was actually closed alive by Ye Chenfeng again.

  This ability can only be regarded as terrifying.

  The night ghost's painful roar suddenly filled the entire air, and it seemed that he could feel that it was not at the same level as Ye Chenfeng, and he appeared from the black mist and flew directly towards the Hades Bridge.

  A fairy sword followed him, and Xie Wenzhan also followed, he even lowered several trapped formations, and forcibly slowed down the speed of the night ghost, and he also knew that once the night ghost crossed the underworld bridge, there would be no more chance.

  "I thought I was going to fight with Senior Brother Ye in this secret realm, but I didn't expect it to be like this." Xie Wenzhan smiled bitterly.

  Half of the Night Ghost's body had already stepped across the Hades Bridge, and the remaining half was firmly fixed by Xie Wenzhan and could not move for half a minute.