Chapter 1935: 1935 Hell's Collision 1

"Let you wait!" Lyon said.
"It's the time!" Nangong Ying did not say much, flying to the air, his hands swept through a light and hitting Lyon.
Lyon raised a hand, black air gathered in the palm of his hand, forming a shape of a rose, colliding with the blood, the petals shattered, and instantly fluttered. He opened his arms and kept moving in the void. The rose petals rose several times and were sucked in by the empty black clouds. The black clouds began to rotate, slowly shrinking, and some strange sounds were heard:
The bells, countless people singing the sound of praise songs, and the screams and screams of the one after another, the vortex formed by the black clouds, there are also various pictures, all kinds of creatures, the face of the sly monster, the cold face of the wizard... ...appear alternately in the clouds.
In front of what I saw and heard, everyone present was felt full of shock, and with Lyon as the heart, the airflow was continuously sucked away, and the rose petals once again fell from the black hole, with a strange radiance. Covering Lyon's body, rotating and flying to him, the werewolves, vampires, and other evils that were settled by him, like snowflakes, more and more, melted in these evil bodies, and even their bodies melted together. Make a fog, vacate...
In the deepest part of the whirlpool heart and the black hole, there seems to be an arched carved door. The sound of the oh yeah slowly opens, and a strong light comes down, and the evil things that have been turned into these evil things are sucked in together.
"I am the door, I am everything, I am evil and justice, I am ruined, I am born again, I am the ultimate and starting point of everything..."
"The Gate of Hell, is opening..."
Lyon was in the process of flying, muttering to himself, because it was French, most of the audience did not understand, but Leng Yuyu understood, and shouted: "Scorpio, he actually has such mana!

Ye Shaoyang looked up at the scene of this strange and grand and extreme, the heart is arrogant, muttering: "What the hell?"
"The Gate of Hell... The most powerful force of the rumored vampire can open the door to and absorb all the souls into it. Heaven... I didn't expect this to be true." 芮冷玉 violently gasped, yelling everyone back, "from The door is shot out of the dead light, and will be sucked in after being shot!"
Ye Shaoyang listened and said: "So exaggerated, can you crack?"
"Can you, do you want to try it?"
"Forget it." Ye Shaoyang spit out his tongue, thinking that this scene is to let the warlike kind of war see, I guess I have to try it, I don't have this courage, anyway, it is not for myself. At the moment, everyone is far from hiding.
He finally understood what the black cloud was at the top of his head. It turned out that Lyon had been waiting for this moment, and he was ready.
"Brother, don't!" Yao Mengjie shouted, almost falling to the ground, but she did not pass, she knew that the power of this gate, she is, she can not compete.
Yan Lengyu shouted at the dazed Nangong Ying: "Hey, this is the door to hell, you will in, come back soon!"
Nangong shadow protects himself with blood drops, resists the suction of the dead light, looks up at the two open doors, and frowns and asks for cold jade: "Hell?"
"Not our hell, the West, the of Hades Hades!!"
Nangong Ying did not know who Hudders was, slowly nodded, arched his hand against the cold jade, and smiled: "Thank you for reminding the girl, the king is too fearful."
I still don't forget my sister at this time! And still my own wife!
Ye Shaoyang suddenly did not hit a place, shouted at him: "It’s time, don’t force it, come back! Do you know him, you are desperate!"
Nangong Ying looked up at the gates of Hell, and then his eyes fell on the face of Lyon. He slowly said: "I have seen more in hell, and I will let you see, our in the East."
Lyon smiled and said: "Have luck."
Nangong Ying slowly vacated and said: "The weather is very good today, it should be a battle!"
With his arms open, his palms continually spit out the bleeding drops, surrounded by the whole body, and finally gathered into a huge one. After unfolding, it was an elliptical huge mirror, suddenly turbulent, like a wave, then unfolded. Like a red ribbon, it is just a lot bigger, and more long, around the black cloud vortex, turning in the opposite direction. It looks more like a river, a drop that floats in an empty river.
The river is also a burst of ghosts and screams, the sound of knocking wooden fish, the sound of a bell, and the sound of chanting, and the sounds of the gates of summoned by Lyon, and form a strong pair. .
The chanting of the scriptures is getting clearer and clearer, and it is already audible: "...willing to use this merit. The solemn Buddha is pure land. Reporting four merits. The next step is to suffer from the three journeys. Pu is willing to do the law. Shen Yu is sentimental. If there is a witness Learn the Bodhicitta heart. Do this as a report. Tongsheng bliss..."
Nangong looked at Lyon opposite, slowly saying: "My of the river, and your Western hell, just a battle!"
Sibao listened and sat down in the ground. "I am going to go! The of the river! This madman actually opened the gap!"
Ye Shaoyang was shocked and said: "Is not in the north of the ghost field?"
Four treasures: "Yes, but the entrance to Hell is everywhere. This madman uses his own power to forcibly open the passage of hell! Entering is hell!"
Ye Shaoyang and others are eclipsed. As a mage and a yin god, no one has ever experienced such a thing. Ye Shaoyang muttered: "Where can be opened casually, how is this possible!"
"I can't open it, so I wondered! I saw this kind of thing in the first time."
Yan Lengyu said: "It may be related to his identity. He is the Prince of Ashura. The Ashura family was originally born in Hell, and was later turned into Buddhism by the King of Tibet. He may have opened Hell. Maybe he really opened Hell. The magic of the door..."
The reality at hand is, not maybe, but he really has this magical power.
Yan Lengyu also looked up and said: "An Eastern Hell, a Western Hell, a Prince Ashura, a vampire prince, this is really... an unprecedented battle."
Ye Shaoyang said: "What happens when two hells collide?"
Yan Lengyu could not answer, and others could not answer because no one had ever seen such a thing.
The orange squeezed into the two people, grabbed Ye Shaoyang's arm, pinched tightly, excitedly said: "I am really coming, just in time, so excited!"