Chapter 278: Purgatory on Earth

"Who dare to break into the forbidden area of ​​Jiuyou Gate?"
"Go to death!"
The mountain gate was destroyed. Numerous disciples of Jiuyoumen rushed towards the mountain gate at the fastest speed. In a short period of time, all the disciples except the gatekeeper and the four elders who stayed in the tower were all together. Gather here.
They roared, shot directly without reservation, and the power of endless fierce curses swept towards Lin Feng. If there is not enough power, it will definitely be ashes under the power of this dense curse and cease to exist.
"The shot is a deadly curse of witchcraft. Nine Umbrellas, one by one, are indeed ferocious."
"You guys ... it's a pity."
Lin Feng's gaze glanced coldly from the crowd of Jiuyou disciples, and then he took the Jiuyou God jar out of Xumina's ring.
"Jiuyou pot, this is my Jiuyoumen's town door implement."
"The town door implement was passed from the door master to the young door master, how could it run into your hands?"
A group of Jiuyou disciples froze and subconsciously stopped their hands. They did not want to, and the enemies who trespassed the Zongmen even held Jiuyoumen's town door weapon.
"Kill your young master, these nine ghost pots are naturally mine." Lin Feng dismissed.
"What are you talking about? The young master ... was killed by you?" A group of Jiuyou disciples, seemingly not quite convinced of their ears, asked.
Lin Feng nodded, and opened the Nine Youshen Pot:
"On the road of Huangquan, you are accompanied by a full door of your nine solitary gates. If you are young, you will not be lonely."
As soon as the pot was opened, a strong smell of decay and death swept over.
The sky above Jiuyou Gate was all covered by a dark cloud. Inside the cloud, there were endless wailing sounds of ghosts crying. For a moment, Jiuyoumen seemed to be a ghost.
Numerous solidified ghosts swarmed out of the pot, and Zhangya danced toward the crowd of Jiuyoumen disciples, and the screams kept ringing. Soon, all the disciples inside the Jiuyoumen were so large that they were buried and ghosts within.
The Jiuyou God Pot was re-covered, and the dark clouds covering the sky dissipated. Everything was restored as before, but at this time, Jiuyoumen has become a purgatory on earth, with broken limbs everywhere, blood flowing into the river, and the entire gate being red .
Looking up, the ground that can't be seen at a glance is all stained with blood. Vaguely, you can feel the consistency of blood and the temperature that has not completely faded away.
"Suddenly arrogant !!!"
When the host and the four elders arrived here, they just witnessed such a scene. They wanted to stop it, but it was too late to watch, all the disciples of Jiuyoumen were buried and the Jiuyou pot. Among the ghosts.
"Dare to use my Jiuyoumen Town Gate implements to destroy my Jiuyoumen full disciples, the elders and deities, and I will inevitably kill you!"
The roar of the doorkeeper and the four elders was deafening. They never thought that this Lin Feng dare to be so arrogant. Before they seduced people here, they had already come to the door, and they had killed all the nine nether disciples.
These disciples of Jiuyoumen are really terrible to die, and this is also the shame of Jiuyoumen. Ever since the founder of Jiuyoumen was founded here hundreds of years ago, he has never encountered such a thing. Even if it was a crisis hundreds of years ago, Jiuyoumen finally survived safely, but he never thought that he would be caught today. Destroyed the door.
"Destroy your full disciples with your town door implements? I still use the other way to give back to others. I can also count as revenge for those souls buried under the pot of the Nine Youshen."
"But Lord Zhai, these nine ghost pots fell into your hands, and they are all violent things. Where are you, the waste of wine bags and sacks, where do you know how to really motivate magic weapons, joke!"
"I said that the purpose of coming here today is to destroy you, so after a while, after killing all five of you, you're done."
Lin Feng didn't care about the anger and roar of the other party. He had absolute reasons to believe that all the dead bones outside the mountain gate were the dead bones of those who lived on it. Such nine pyloric gates are dead.
Moreover, the violent gas released from the Nine Youshen Pot is enough to show that the previous owner of the Nine Youmens and the younger owner all used the living person to lively worship the Nine Youshen Canals. Otherwise, the law There is no such violent gas in the device.
"You dared to threaten and kill me as many as five people, and you really have a good breath."
The owner then growled:
"Lin Feng, I originally planned to send the five elders to them. In the past, Dongyang Ruyang brought your wife and mother here to lure you into Jiuyoumen, but you never thought that you would take them on your own initiative."
"good very good!!!"
Lin Feng's face sank, and his coldness filled, "Dare you dare to hit your family with your idea, and you are really dead."
At this moment, the murderous power on him was unprecedented. Thanks to the timely arrival today, I happened to meet the group of five elders who were about to leave. Otherwise, once the mother and Wan Rong were brought here, the consequences would be really unthinkable.
"Haha!"
The host laughed and laughed:
"Only you? Master Dong Anlin?"
"The deity will take you down and leave you to God for the Lord to deal with."
"God's means to make the Lord, the deity is the most clear, but dare to ruin the awakening of that great person. God makes the Lord, will make you stay in purgatory forever and endless torture."
"You can rest assured that after giving you to God, your family, your deity will take good care of you, and I will let them enjoy the taste of being a woman."
The doorkeeper gritted his teeth word by word, shameless.
Just handing Lin Feng to God's envoy, how can he let him vent his hatred and dare to kill his only son and destroy him? He will let Lin Feng know what is really despair.
"boom!"
The voice fell, and the door was full of deep thoughts from the sea. This thought was dark and dense, like the rapids of rivers and lakes, sweeping towards the forest peak. It was only an instant that Lin Feng was to be drowned in a deep thought.
In the vein of the ancient Egyptian pharaoh faction, it inherited the curse power of witchcraft. Witchcraft requires strong support of deities, while the curse power of witchcraft requires higher support of deities.
The chill on Lin Feng's face became more intense, and the pervasive killings continued to soar. He stepped forward:
"Go to death!"
The momentum of the whole body skyrocketed, and a golden majestic god's thoughts spewed out, instantly realizing, like a sharp blade, facing the other party's thoughts like breathing rapids, chopped off in the air.