Chapter Seventy-Five: The Gates of Hell

Bang - the sound of metal colliding is very crisp, halberds, light swords, giant scythes, and three cold weapons fly back and forth, intertwined and intertwined.

Mo Yan is still quite jealous, he can't kill him. One is the apprentice who has fallen into the dust, and the other is Mo Li's favorite granddaughter, who can't afford an accident. He is now going to drag the two of them, wait for the Tianfeng Camp, and take the two of them down in one fell swoop.

Qin Yubin blocked Mo Yan's attack, and no one noticed that his pupils had been covered with a deep layer of purple.

Of course, Qin Yubin understands that as soon as the Tianfeng Camp arrives, they will be caged birds, and they will not be able to escape with their wings. But now that they are being dragged by Mo Yan, they can't get out. Now, he remembered the secret method that Luochen had taught him.

A little more, a little more! That's not enough! He quietly unleashed a soul summoning, but too few souls responded to him.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of Mo Yan's mouth. He had already seen that not far away, the Tianfeng Camp was rapidly approaching! In his eyes, the victory and defeat had been decided.

At the same time, Qin Yubin felt an unusually strong resonance, finally there!

The Tianfeng Camp that Mo Yan had been waiting for so much came, and Qin Yubin's long-awaited soul resonance also appeared.

"One last chance, put away your weapons and go back with me. Mo Yan warned: "Otherwise, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." At this time, the Tianfeng Battalion had already arrived at the battlefield.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, it's hard to say who will kill the deer. Qin Yubin smiled slightly, and the purple light in his pupils was flourishing. He withdrew the Chilling Sword from its scabbard and pulled out the Oni Yuan Sword instead. Falling Dust had warned him not to use this sword lightly. But now that the situation is urgent, I can't care so much.

Qin Yubin's face was solemn, he raised his sword and pointed at the sky, the sword body of the Ghost Yuan Sword exuded a terrifying aura, and his entire person's aura suddenly became different.

At this moment, the earth trembled, and a strong uneasiness appeared in Mo Yan's heart. This is...... Spiritualism?!Mo Yan looked at Qin Yubin in disbelief, his eyes full of shock. Not only him, but even Ye Qingyin was shocked. She could feel that the spell that Qin Yubin was casting was not trivial.

Impossible! With his strength, he could actually use such a terrifying forbidden technique?!

Indeed, Qin Yubin's soul power was slightly inferior, not enough to perform this technique. However, with the bonus of the Ghost Yuan Sword, he has this ability at this moment.

No, he must not be allowed to successfully cast the spell! Mo Yan's expression changed, and the long halberd was drawn out, directly taking Qin Yubin.

Bang - Ye Qingyin crossed the Death Scythe and blocked in front of Qin Yubin.

"Miss, get out of the way!" Mo Yan roared: "This forbidden spell can't be released by him!"

Ye Qingyin ignored it, and still protected Qin Yubin behind him. She didn't care about any taboos, she only knew that she wanted to protect this boy.

Finally, Qin Yubin's aura rose to the peak. He forcefully plunged the Ghost Abyss Sword into the earth, and an unusually strong soul wave centered on him and quickly spread out to the surroundings.

"O souls wandering in hell, obey my commands. In my name, call your life!Open it—the gates of hell!" Qin Yubin groaned, like a king in hell, awe-inspiring.

Oh no! Mo Yan's pupils contracted. The gate connecting the hell and the human world was opened, and hundreds of revenant souls broke out of the ground, and under the command of Qin Yubin, they frantically pounced on the Tianfeng camp.

Countless Yin soldiers are used by him alone. This is the forbidden art - the gates of hell.

"Kill me!" Mo Yan shouted, leading the Tianfeng Battalion to fight with this group of lonely souls and wild ghosts.

With these miscellaneous pieces, do you want to stop the Tianfeng Battalion, which has been through a hundred battles? You are still too naïve! Mo Yan snorted coldly.

Most of these dead souls were ordinary soldiers before they were alive, and after they were awakened, they only had the strength they had before they were alive, and it was difficult to compete with the powerful Tianfeng Battalion.

However, Qin Yubin and the others were not these ordinary souls. Before, in the area of the Revenant Desert, there were many powerful souls who responded to his call. They...... On the way to come!

It's closer...... It's closer...... Qin Yubin could feel the terrifying aura on those revenants.

No, Qin Yubin frowned. These are fresh souls, just dead, and there are so many of them...... Over there in the Desert of the Revenant...... What the hell is going on?!

Finally, a terrifying army of revenants joined the battle, and the situation turned in an instant, and the Tianfeng Battalion was defeated and retreated.

Mo Yan's eyes showed disbelief, those dead souls were ...... The Destroyer?!

And Qin Yubin was also stunned, among these revenants, there were beast clan warriors, countless Star Pavilion disciples, and ...... Sunset?!

His head exploded with a "buzz", and the desert of revenants ...... Something happened!