The only way

Chapter 715 One day, the sword will open the underworld
The moon rises and the clouds surround, it's midnight.

The bright moonlight fell on this desolate square, and shone on the mottled and mossy stele of the Jiuyou Huangquan stele, and a cold breath emerged spontaneously.

On the Jiuyou Huangquan Gate, the black mist that has always been around, under the moonlight, gradually dissipated, revealing the scene of the hell Shura evil spirit struggling on the Jiuyou Huangquan Gate, illuminated by the moonlight. Under the light, everyone could see clearly that the black mist was not dispelled, but was slowly absorbed by Shimen.

As the black mist melted into the stone gate little by little, the motionless hell ghost on the stone gate seemed to gradually start to come to life, and the low whispers and whimpers gradually became louder.

When the moon is in the middle of the sky, a half-disabled moon hangs just above the stone gate, and the black mist on the Jiuyou Huangquan Gate has completely dissipated. Coming over, shrill howling, cursing, and wailing echoed around the entire desolate square, and those ghosts and bones seemed to be struggling, trying to break free from the stone gate.

For a while, this place seemed like a cave of ghosts.

What's strange is that there is no shelter, but as long as you leave this desolate square, these voices never come out at all.

Under the ground, black rays of light circulated, and waves of violent and hostile winds were gradually awakening.

The expressions of all the demons standing on the desolate square tensed up. It was the smell of blood and endless killing intent. No one was more familiar with these than the demons.

Their eyesight, no fear, no dodge, some, just crazy.

Jiang Yanzhi stood quietly in the middle of a group of demons, his eyes were calm, and the sword box behind his back swung slightly, as if there was a sword edge whispering.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, Jiang Yanzhi seemed to be whispering softly, "Don't worry, there will be that day."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yanzhi's eyes slowly looked at the strange and mottled stone gate standing under the moonlight. The stone gate was being opened under the auspices of Yin's priest. The stone gate opened little by little, and the ghosts and bones on the gate howled The sound became more shrill, and there were even lines of thick blood flowing down between the cracks in the door.

One day, I will split open this gate of hell with a single sword.

Jiang Yanzhi's gaze was calm, but he never covered up the deeply buried flames. In the void, there was a sword screaming in the sword box, like a dragon humming, like a phoenix crying, for a long time.

This sword cry was heard only by Jiang Yan.

Afterwards, the sword box returned to calm again.

The Jiuyou Huangquan Gate was also completely opened under the moonlight. The moment it opened, a monstrous river of blood rushed out wrapped in the evil ghost and bones. , but was surprised to find that the monstrous river of blood and the bones of the evil ghost passed through them directly, but they were just phantoms!
On the field, there are very few demons who still look calm, stand still, and never make a move.

It was precisely these few people who looked at each other thoughtfully, with a strong sense of fighting in their crazy eyes. Of course, Jiang Yanzhi was included among these few people. He gained a lot of looks and killing intent.

Among the demons, there is no friendly exchange of ideas.

Jiang Yanzhi didn't care, but he didn't know if he could meet these people in the Jiuyou Huangquan Pagoda, and if he could, he might as well strike first.

There was also a faint killing intent in his eyes.

It took only a short quarter of an hour for the gate of the underworld to open. After Yin's offering, all the demon cultivators waiting on the square flew in. As for those who came out, not a single one came out until the stone gate was closed again.

Rumble.

The moonlight shifted, and the stone door closed abruptly, leaving only the Yin family enshrined in place, with a slightly pale face.

Every time he opened the Netherworld Gate, it took a lot of demon energy. He remembered the performance of the demon cultivators when the stone gate was opened before, and a few faces flashed in his mind, and then he meditated quietly in the void.

If these little guys can come out of the Jiuyou Huangquan Tower alive, they will definitely be the future of my demon clan in the future.

And thinking of what these demon cultivators came for, the demon priest sighed in his heart while slowly closing his eyes.

The banquet of heroes held by the saint and the intricate power struggles in the royal family made this priest's scalp numb, and it was the same. He invited himself to go to the Jiuyou Huangquan Pagoda to guard the gate. Continue to practice steadily in Fumodu, which is full of energy.

I just hope that the banquet of heroes that will come in a few days will not make too much noise.

The wind blew across this desolate and weird square, and the cold wind that was hunting was eliminated, just like all sounds were swallowed by this square.

The bright moon is shining, but it is gradually covered by dark clouds.

The night in Fumodu is becoming more and more lonely, but under the night, Fumodu is full of bustle and bustle which is completely different from the daytime.

Lingchu came here in the chariot of the Lan brothers and sisters, and when he arrived at Fumodu, it happened to be dark at night.

There is no such thing as a curfew for the demons, and even the darker the night, the more lively the demons become.

As the demon city of the demons, Fumodu occupies a large area, and the number of demons living in it is second to none among the demons. Such a demon city, when night falls, can be said to be a real group of demons dancing wildly. .

The identity of the Lan family is still very useful, especially Lan You is also a good friend of the demon saint. The three of them were not hindered by any means, so they relaxed and were even regarded as honored guests, completely ignoring the late-night queue outside the city A pair of long dragons were waiting to enter the city, and they walked in directly through the gate on the other side.

Those who lined up in long queues even saw only a resplendent chariot.

Lingchu and the brothers and sisters of the Lan family sat in it, and through the thin golden veil, they could vaguely see all kinds of demons outside.

His eyes stayed slightly on some demons with strange looks, but the demons outside the chariot could not find this line of sight at all, because this thin veil was also an extraordinary monster.

So that the inside of the car can see the outside, but the outside of the car will not be aware of it.

Lan You likes Lingchu, a gentle and beautiful sister, and sits next to Lingchu all the way. When she sees Lingchu's gaze, she follows her gaze.

Wherever he looked, he was an ordinary demon. If there was anything different, it was this demon. There were two short horns growing on his forehead, and the skin on his face was not smooth. It is light brown and rough, like tree bark.

And in the arms of this demon, there is also a little demon, with two small horns growing on his head, but the skin is smooth.

"Those demons are inferior demons. They also have blood talent in their bodies, but unfortunately they are not complete and cannot be controlled. They can only change into various strange shapes because of their blood." Lan You frowned, not looking at the two Eyes, "This one is okay, some are really ugly."

Hearing this, Lingchu looked back at Lan You, this little girl from the Demon Race who was ignorant of the world, had sympathy, indifference, and more indifference in her eyes.

Yes, there are also three, six, and nine grades of demons. Those who have blood talent but are incomplete receive more indifference than those who don't have blood talent.

Lingchu didn't say much, just smiled and said softly, "I just think that child is quite cute."

At this time, the chariot had already passed by the demon father and son. Lan You thought about it for a while, and said casually, "It was cuter when I was young."

Lingchu smiled and stopped talking.

(End of this chapter)