"There are many people who want my life, but most of them are dead, you want my life, then you also have the consciousness to lose your life!"

Ling Yue's indifferent voice echoed, and at this time, Ling Yue, who was standing on a huge red lotus, was like a god overlooking all living beings.

Murong Chengwu frowned, and increased his true qi into the dark roulette.

The huge hell gate in the sky also slowly opened, and the gloomy and gray ghost aura overflowed from the hell gate.

The gates of hell opened slowly, and suddenly, a pair of sharp claws clasped the two gates of hell, and I saw that the muscles on the claws suddenly tightened, and the joints also moved, as if they were working.

Click......

There was an overwhelming sound of the door, and it didn't take long for the door to be completely opened.

Bang!

A loud bang echoed through the heavens and the earth, as if sounding the death knell, and the ghost energy spread from the gates of hell.

Knock, knock, knock......

The sound of neat and heavy footsteps came from inside the gate.

Ling Yue squinted at the dark gate of hell, as if he wanted to see through it.

Sou!

Suddenly, a bone spear flew out of the Hell Gate, like a meteor piercing the sky, shooting straight at Ling Yue.

For a while, the heavens and the earth were pale, and the terrible ghosts and wolves howled endlessly, as if tens of thousands of undead were shouting and screaming in unison.

Ling Yue watched the bone spear shoot at him, sneered, and tapped a huge lotus flower on his toes, and a petal immediately fell off, and then blocked in front of Ling Yue.

The bone spear was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Ling Yue and collided with the petals.

Buzz, buzz......

The furious energy spread, and Sen Han's ghost qi emanated from the bone spear.

Click!

A crack appeared in the petals in front of Ling Yue, and then the tip of the bone spear broke through the petals, followed by the entire spearhead.

Ling Yue was a little surprised, this bone spear was actually still a spiritual weapon!

Bang!

With a loud bang, the petals completely shattered and dissipated.

The bone spear stabbed straight into Ling Yue's throat, seeing that Ling Yue was about to be stabbed.

But the sharp tip of the spear still stopped at a finger from Ling Yue's throat, and it was difficult to move forward even a bit.

Ling Yue held the spear body, not caring at all about the ghost qi above.

With a twist of his wrist, the bone spear was already held in Ling Yue's hand and placed behind him.

Da Da Da ......

There was a sound of horses' hooves from the gates of hell, and then a handsome man in black armor walked out, riding a terrifying and hideous skeletal war horse under his crotch, and the bone spurs stood upside down.

With a wave of the handsome man's hand, the bone spear in Ling Yue's hand immediately trembled violently, and the next moment it broke out of Ling Yue's control and flew back into the young man's hand.

Da Da Da ......

In the sound of neat footsteps, four neat teams of skeleton soldiers walked out of the gate of hell when the handsome man was a handsome man!

Each of these skeletons was armed with spears and armor, and red flames burned in their dark eye sockets.

The gates of Hell slowly vanished, then vanished, leaving behind a squad of three thousand skeletons and a handsome man.

It's all an army!

The cold wind was blowing, the dark clouds were rolling in the sky, and the moment was surprisingly quiet.

Everyone looked at the handsome man in the sky holding a spear and wearing armor, and they were shocked inexplicably.

Ling Yue looked at the handsome man, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and asked, "Shura?"

"Huangquan Underworld, Shura General-Garo!" the handsome man said indifferently, a pair of blood-red pupils reflecting Ling Yue's figure.

"Yellow Spring Underworld?!" Ling Yue exclaimed in surprise.

The first time he went to the consciousness space, he heard a voice, and that voice said that he was the Lord of the Yellow Spring!

Could it be that he is talking about the Yellow Springs Underworld?

Garo looked at Murong Chengwu, who was holding the dark roulette, and said indifferently, "Is it you who summoned me?"

Murong Chengwu nodded hurriedly under Garo's indifferent gaze and said, "It's me!

Saying that, Murong Chengwu pointed at Ling Yue.

Garo said indifferently: "But, as a condition, you will offer your soul and your soul!"

"What...... What?!" Murong Chengwu was taken aback, and offered his soul, isn't it just to cut off the power and die?

Before Murong Chengwu could object, Garo had already raised his bone spear and pointed at Murong Chengwu obliquely.

Shout!

A blood-red streamer streaked through, and a small blood hole appeared in the center of Murong Chengwu's eyebrows.

Bang!

Murong Chengwu's body slammed to the ground, lifeless, and dead.

With a wave of Garo's hand, Murong Chengwu's soul turned into a ball of light the size of a ping-pong ball and fell into Garo's hands.

"Chengwu!"

"Third brother!"

"Daddy!"

......

At this moment, the people of the Murong family all exclaimed in surprise and kept shouting for Murong Chengwu.

Mu Ying was the first to step forward, helping Murong Chengwu's corpse, his face was pale, and he kept injecting true qi into Murong Chengwu's body.

But all this was in vain, because Murong Chengwu's soul had been taken away by Garo and could not be saved.

"Chengwu! Chengwu, wake up, don't scare me!" Mu Ying looked at Murong Chengwu in his arms in disbelief, his eyes were red, and tears came out of his eyes.

The people of the Murong family all gathered around Murong Chengwu at this time, and their faces showed disbelief.

The third master of the Murong family, dead?

Dead at the hands of a ghost you summoned?

Ling Yue said indifferently: "Do you really think that the way of darkness is so easy to control, your own strength is not enough, this is looking for death!"

Murong Chengfeng squinted at Ling Yue and said, "You know, but you didn't say it in advance?"

Ling Yue smiled coldly and said, "So what, your Murong family was my enemy the moment he helped the Ten Thousand Immortals League, isn't it better to die for the enemy?"

"Good! good!" Murong Chengfeng gritted his teeth and said.

Ling Yue didn't pay any more attention to Murong Chengfeng, but looked at Murong Mengyue and immediately sighed.

Ling Yue looked at Garo and said, "You said you are from the Yellow Spring Underworld?"

Garo said, "Yes!"

Ling Yue smiled, raised his hand above his head, and in an instant, the surrounding light seemed to disappear, and the heavens and the earth fell into darkness.

Only Wan Huayan was burning, but there was no light.

It stands to reason that flames emit light and heat when they burn, but at this moment there is no light, only heat.

This is because the moment the flame releases light, it is consumed by another force.

"Although I don't particularly know the ways of darkness, I can use the power of darkness to summon the gates of hell. Ling Yue's voice sounded in the darkness.

Everyone's hearts jumped, what did he say? He can also summon the gates of hell?

The darkness gradually faded, and the light came again, and a hell gate ten times larger than the one summoned by Murong Chengwu appeared in mid-air.

Man is like an ant in front of this gate of hell!

This is the gate of hell summoned by Ling Yue?

"The gates of hell are open!" Ling Yue said with a smile.

Ling Yue raised his hand and was about to open the gate of hell, but the next moment, a worried voice came from below.

"Ling Yue, don't! You're going to die!"

Ling Yue looked at Murong Mengyue and immediately smiled, he understood that Murong Mengyue was afraid that he, like Murong Chengwu, would be killed by the summoned ghosts.

"Being killed by the ghost thing he summoned, it can only be that he is not strong enough!"

With a wave of Ling Yue's hand, the two-hundred-zhang hell gate slowly opened, and a creaking sound echoed.

Except for Murong Mengyue and Murong Qing, everyone else in the Murong family watched the opening of the hell gate expectantly, and even a few people clenched their fists excitedly.

They could see clearly how Murong Chengwu died, so in their opinion, Ling Yue would also end up in the same fate.

In the sky, a huge dark cloud condensed by ghost qi was suspended, and countless skeleton soldiers stood on it, densely packed, with no end in sight.

At the forefront, there were eleven figures, ten of them wearing the same armor as Garo, all riding the same skeleton horses, holding various weapons in their hands.

And in front of these ten Shura, there was also a silver woman in silver armor, a blood-red cloak flying in the cold wind, holding a long sword, and stepping on the head of a bone dragon under her feet.

Sonorous!

The silver woman knelt down on one knee amid the sound of armor rubbing, and said, "The Shura King of the Yellow Spring Underworld - Liuyin, see the Immortal Emperor!

The silver woman knelt down, and then the Shura generals and skeleton soldiers behind her also knelt down, and there was a sonorous sound for a while.

"We are willing to go to the soup for the Immortal Emperor!"

(End of chapter)