Chapter 79: Pride of Heaven 22

Chapter 79: The Pride of Heaven 22
A black whirlpool formed silently in the town.
Yegui’s voice filled the entire town: "Open the river of blood, you have to go up and down, you can't think about it! I can't do this! You guys, go to death!!!"
The huge black vortex rolled straight toward the people, and the huge evil and ghost aura made the people who lost their shadows and exposed their bodies extremely painful for a while.
After a few thunders and winds, the entire town had been completely destroyed, and a dark blue door linked to the sky and the earth in the whirlpool was slowly opening.
Countless ghosts surging behind the door.
"This is the real ghost gate, right? I don't want to die, I don't want to die!" Under this powerful pressure, another monk of the Promise Sect couldn't help shaking.
"No, the night ghost is demonized, go! Use my blood to provoke the river of blood, and he can't do anything after crossing the Mingqiao!" Shangwu hurriedly signaled the other three to quickly approach the Mingqiao.
But in the hands of the extremely demonized Ye Ghost, the remaining two cultivators could no longer move.
Ye Chenfeng's body glowed with white light, and a small circular formation appeared at the feet of everyone. The fresh formation could stabilize the mind. He who had always been expressionless and cold, tightened his brows this time.
The fairy sword in his hand unsheathed with his thoughts, with great spiritual power, and his fingers were brought together to point between his eyebrows, and the silver-white divine consciousness was pulled out of the body with the fingertips and sank into the fairy sword.
The sword light flashed, and the black mist that had imprisoned Jie Wenzhan's soul was directly smashed and dissipated. The soul returned to the body, Jie Wenzhan's eyes were red, and he gasped.
Ye Chenfeng's body floated into the air, holding the sword and standing, his eyebrows and eyes were clear. He stretched out his left hand, and a ball of light slowly condensed in his hand, gradually expanding into a red formation stagnating in the air.
His thin lips moved lightly, "Soul Soul Road!"
Following Ye Chenfeng, the formation method turned into countless identical red formations, heading straight to the huge ghost gate.
Ye Chenfeng's spiritual platform was throbbing, and the ruthless and undesirable feeling of coldness was slowly occupying his original core, but his spiritual power became extremely overbearing due to this kind of emotional expansion, so as to calm the soul. Dao formations gradually merged into a spiritual formation the size of that ghost door!
Shangwu looked at Ye Chenfeng in the sky in surprise, and he couldn't say anything: "The demonized night ghost can control everything with emotions, but he is not affected at all?"
The spirit formation in Ye Chenfeng's hand is like a large net, firmly covering the ghost gate. Thousands of demons are stopped at the door alive, unable to come out at all. Ye Chenfeng draws an array spell on his hand. , Divine Sense took the formation backwards, and after a while, the huge ghost door that was opened was closed again by Ye Chenfeng.
This ability can only be regarded as terrifying.
Ye Gui's painful roar suddenly filled the air, and it seemed that he could feel that Ye Chenfeng was not at the same level of combat power. He emerged from the black mist and flew directly to Mingqiao.
A fairy sword followed like a shadow, and Jiewenzhan followed him. He made several trapped formations and forced the night ghost to slow down. He also knew that once the night ghost crossed the bridge, there would be no more Opportunity.
"I thought I would fight Senior Brother Ye in this secret realm, but I didn't expect it to be like this." Jie Wenzhan smiled bitterly.
Half of Ye Ghost's body had already crossed the Underworld Bridge, and the remaining half was firmly fixed by Jie Wen Zhan, unable to move half a minute.
(End of this chapter)