Behind Zhuo Donglai, a blood-red stone door appeared, and the stone door was closed, as if it was connected to hell.

On the scarlet stone door, countless sculptures of powerful ghosts and ghosts are lifelike.

The fierce ghost looked up to the sky and roared, and a terrible howl seemed to be able to pierce the void and resounded in all directions.

Inside the stone gate, it was as if the hell Shura was being imprisoned, and the monstrous killing thoughts overflowed, making the void tremble.

Zhuo Donglai's body trembled violently, and it was obviously not easy to summon the gate of the ghost realm.

The gate of the ghost world is a natural divine skill, which cannot be obtained through cultivation, and requires people who are born with open ghost eyes to connect their spiritual power with the ghost world through continuous cultivation.

This stone gate is the gate of the ghost realm that holds endless evil ghosts, if it is allowed to open, the resentful spirits and evil ghosts in the eighteen layers of hell will pour into the universe and endanger the common people.

With such a secret technique, Zhuo Donglai didn't dare to use it, if he wasn't forced to a desperate situation by Lin Qing, he wouldn't have used his innate magic skills.

"The river of blood rotates!" Yang Tian roared, and Zhuo Donglai opened his mouth to spurt out a stream of blood.

In the rumbling loud noise, the monstrous killing intent rushed into the sky, and the door of the ghost world slowly opened a gap.

Through this gap, you can see that in the eighteen layers of hell in the ghost world, countless evil ghosts roared fiercely, rushing towards the gap, trying to get out of the misery.

Demons gnaw at each other, biting and fighting for a chance to escape.

Lin Qing's heart was beating violently, and he shuddered, through the gap in the gate of the ghost world, he clearly saw several desolate beasts. If such a fierce beast were born, the cultivators in the universe today would not be able to resist it at all.

A beast roar came out through the gate of the ghost world, and Zhuo Donglai, who bore the brunt of the attack, vomited blood and threw it away, and the terrifying sound shattered the meteorite layer in the distance into powder.

The gate of the ghost world trembled violently, and a black beast claw stretched out from the gap, as if it was trying to open the door of the ghost world with all its might.

This inexplicable demon beast is definitely a peerless demon beast, and it actually opened a gap in the door of the ghost world, and Chongxiao's killing intent was a little stronger again.

Suddenly, a roar sounded, and the black demon beast roared angrily and lost its movement.

It seemed that the unwilling, hateful, resentful, and terrifying roar of the beast pierced Zhuo Donglai's realm and shrouded a star field.

Chong Xiao's killing intent plunged Qingning's mercenary star into chaos. The shrill sirens pierced the night.

The killing intent rushed into the sky, it was too terrifying, no one could keep calm, and the cultivators of the big and small forces all rushed to the source of the murderous qi in the first time.

Meteors streaked across the sky, and at that time, the cultivators hurried with a retreat, and among them, more than a dozen retreats shone like comets, illuminating the night for half a day.

Piercing sirens sounded one after another, combat boots trampled, shouts were like thunder, dozens of warships of the four major forces instantly blocked Zhuo Donglai's domain, and countless genetic warriors with deathlight weapons in their hands surrounded this area with cold expressions.

Three coercive forces rushed into the sky, falling like a mountain, and the bones of the tens of thousands of genetic warriors who had been suppressed creaked and crunched, and they almost couldn't help but bow down.

The space was violently distorted for a while, and three figures slowly appeared in the sky above the battleship, looking at it like a mountain and a vast sea, and it was the three gods of war.

"Salute!" Tens of thousands of soldiers saluted in unison, and the momentum was mighty, making people's blood stir.

The three gods of war glanced at each other, and they all looked at the endless darkness in the void with solemn faces.

An old man with a white beard and a clear appearance said in a deep voice: "Dark Enchantment, it seems that Brother Zhuo made a move!"

The face on one side was like a heavy jujube, and the big man who had to be angry hummed and said: "Old man Hua, you also overestimate Zhuo Donglai, such a terrifying killing intent, it is impossible for the Hundred Supremes to have!"

On the other side, a god of war with a clear appearance and a scribe's style said: "What Brother Tie Heng said is not bad. ”

The god of war surnamed Hua looked at the scribe and asked, "What is Brother Xie's opinion?"

The God of War surnamed Xie said: "It's not a good idea to guess like this, I'll wait to break through the realm and go to find out." ”

The god of war surnamed Hua hesitated for a while, and finally nodded in agreement.

The three gods of war glanced at each other, stretched out their hands in unison, and each shot out a divine light, easily breaking through Zhuo Donglai's shattered domain, and as soon as his body moved, he disappeared into the outside world.

"The Gate of the Ghost Realm!"

In the Dark Enchantment, the three gods of war shouted angrily when they saw the black stone gate at first glance.

Tie Heng glared angrily, his killing intent rolled, and he shouted coldly: "Zhuo Donglai, do you want to destroy the universe?"

Seeing the uninvited guest forcibly breaking into the realm, Zhuo Donglai's face became more and more gloomy, and he snorted coldly: "What if you ruin it?" Being forced by a commander to use a trick is undoubtedly a great shame, and he can't accept it anyway as he is arrogant.

Hearing this, he was furious, and his iron and horizontal combat power was running like a wheel, and his extremely strong momentum was forced towards Zhuo Dong like wind and rain, and he was about to step forward to fight but was stopped by the god of war surnamed Hua.

"Hua Qingbai, do you want to make a move with Tie?" Tie Heng was like an angry lion, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of cold killing intent.

The scribe surnamed Xie smiled gently, separated the two, and said, "Brother Tie Heng is angry! Look at the situation in this situation!"

Hearing this, Tie Heng's hideous expression was much gentler, and then he looked at the situation in the battlefield.

Zhuo Donglai came to his cloak and scattered, blood flowed all over his face, and the gate of the ghost world behind him rumbled open a gap, and the murderous aura of Chongxiao was revealed from the gate of the ghost world. There is no need to think about it, and I know that it was Zhuo Donglai's helplessness that forced him to use the secret method.

Although Zhuo Donglai is insidious, his cultivation is extremely strong, and he is only between him and himself, Tie Heng is very interested, whether he is forced to say this.

Eagerly swept away, Lin Qing's figure suddenly appeared in the field of vision, resolute eyebrows, handsome appearance, and indeed a bit of pretension.

When Tie Hengzheng was amazed by such a young god of war, his eyes suddenly froze, and the whole person froze, and for a moment, he exclaimed in disbelief: "Impossible, impossible!"

Hua Qingbai was shocked and inexplicable, and muttered meaningfully: "This son is too demonic!"

At the level of the war commander, he actually forced the god of war to use a trick to save his life, and he was so amorous and so chic and calm, the past cognition of the three gods of war was subverted in an instant.

The god of war and the war commander are just a line apart, but they are the difference between immortals.

Lin Qing's appearance subverted the eternal iron laws of the cultivator world.

It turns out that anyone can also go retrograde and cut immortals!

After the initial shock, the greed in the eyes of the three of them was irrepressible, and there was only one possibility for retrograde immortal killing.

Exercises!

Even if it reaches the level of a god of war, this kind of exercise still has a fatal temptation.

However, the three of them were only hot-eyed, and they did not attack Lin Qing, because their dignity did not allow them to do so.

"Isn't it possible to let Zhuo Dong open the door of the ghost world?" Tie Heng was very worried.

The god of war surnamed Xie smiled lightly: "Brother Tie Heng is relieved, Zhuo Donglai's cultivation is not enough to open the door of the ghost world! ”

The gate of the ghost realm rumbled, as if there was a peerless beast trying to break the blockade and break free from hell.

With a piercing roar, a river of blood rushed in.

Resentment, hatred, despair, unwillingness.

In the river of blood, all kinds of resentment that can turn people into madmen condensed into pale gray ghost phantoms, and the miserable howl swept in with the surging blood river.

Powerful resentment pierces the realm and makes the sun and moon lightless.

Lin Qing bore the brunt of the storm, and the impact was very amazing.

The muscles and bones seemed to be separated, and in his body, there seemed to be thousands of sharp axes chopping, and the severe pain made him snort.

The river of blood was surging and swept through, and his body could not move at all, so he could only let the river of blood run over it.

His mind was dull, and a feeling of extreme weakness hit him, making him fall asleep, and just as he couldn't suppress the heavy eyelids and was about to fall asleep, the feeling of nightmarish suddenly disappeared.

Sobered up in an instant, and the comfortable feeling made Lin Qing want to moan loudly.

A miserable howl struck, Zhuo Donglai fled in a panic, and exclaimed in disbelief: "Impossible, how can you be immune to the attack of the Blood River!" Tie Heng and the other three also stared at Lin Qing's arrogant figure with a shocked face, and their eyes were uncertain.

The River of Blood was originally a tributary of the Netherworld Yellow Spring in Hell. Before the dead turn around, the resentment and the power of the curse will be stripped away in the river of blood. After endless years of precipitation, the resentment in the river of blood has reached an extremely astonishing level.

The Blood River's attack is to use resentment to attack the soul of the enemy, and with the power of endless curses, wear out their minds and turn them into soulless puppets. This kind of attack, except to avoid the edge or kill the caster, there is no way to crack it.

Breaking the river of blood with a wave of his hand, Lin Qing didn't explain anything, if it weren't for Lu Dongbin turning his soul into nothingness, he would have died tragically when he was fighting with the ghoul commander.

Soulless people are naturally not afraid of soul attacks, and although the resentment of the blood river is enough to kill Gu Immortal, there is not much to do about him.

The so-called soul killing move was not as much painful as the corrosive power of the blood river that made Lin Qing suffer.

The last killing move was easily cracked, and Zhuo Donglai lost the courage to fight again, and he wanted to flee with a miserable howl.

With a cold snort, Lin Qing quickly chased after him, and snorted coldly: "I said, you will die!"

A divine light shot out, throwing Zhuo Donglai's vomiting blood away, and his figure quickly approached.

"What about the god of war? The woman who provokes me will die the same!"

At the dignified God of War level, being chased and killed by a war commander is like a lost dog, Zhuo Donglai has no care of face, and quickly escapes.

The courage has been lost, the heart is lost, and the victory or defeat is still unpredictable, but Zhuo Donglai has no courage to fight again.

The dark enchantment fluctuated violently, and the endless darkness gradually faded, and the wisps of light shone in, and Zhuo Donglai had nothing to hide.

With a cold snort, Tie Heng shot out a series of divine lights, imprisoning this enchantment, Hua Qingbai and the god of war surnamed Xie glanced at each other, and they all took action to stop Zhuo Donglai's escape.

"You!" Zhuo Donglai's eyes were split, and he couldn't escape from the barrier at all.

"Zhuo Donglai will kill himself if he commits many injustices!"

"You have violated the covenant between cultivators by using such forbidden techniques, and it is not a pity to die!"

"Brother Zhuo, let's go!"

The three gods of war had a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, and they unrelentingly hit the Dao Divine Light, slowing down Zhuo Donglai's speed.

The picture of the mercenary star who came here this time is shocking, and there is one less opponent to compete for, so naturally it is a lot easier, so the three of them did not hesitate to make a move. In the face of absolute interests, the past friendship is just a passing moment.

"You want me to die! you can also bury me!" Zhuo Donglai laughed wildly, and his thin body suddenly swelled rapidly.

"Self-destruct!" The three of them changed color in unison, and the self-explosion of the god of war level was enough to bury the lives of the three people.

A cold snort sounded like thunder, Lin Qing finally arrived, and the spirit whip was instantly held in his palm, and in Zhuo Donglai's crazy laughter, it fell with a roar.

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