Hell: Summon Two-dimensional to work

Chapter 115 The Influence of the Ghost Gate
"What is this?"

Patriarch Li tugged on the chain, and the cold air covering it made his soul chill.

He quickly pulled it with both hands, trying to get it away.

"Help me, both of you, it's a little tight, I can't seem to pull it off."

"The soul-hook chain is a divine tool of the underworld. It has a heavenly restraint effect on the spirit body. It can naturally restrain the body. No matter how hard you struggle, it will be useless."

A strange male voice that did not belong to the three came from behind, echoing in the sealed stone room.

Calm and indifferent.

This made the old man froze all over. Looking at the panicked faces of the two red-robed spirit men, his neck clicked and turned around like a machine.

I saw the man in black, holding the other end of the iron chain, speaking unhurriedly.

Seeing Patriarch Li's shocked eyes again, Hei Wuchang smiled and said.

"Is this the spiritual way? It looks very interesting. It seems that it is not a pure soul, but a bit similar to the magical physique between ghosts and humans."

Except for temperature and touch, it is almost the same as a living person, and it is not afraid of the yang energy of life, so it can be regarded as a new race.

If it is a normal ghost, once it is locked by the soul-hook chain, the whole body cannot move, but the spirit transformed by the spiritual way surprised Hei Wuchang.

There is still room to pull the hook soul chain. Although it is as useless as a baby stroller, it can also prove from the side that Lingdao is strong all the way.

This underworld messenger became interested in this not long after he came to this world.

However, Patriarch Li felt like falling into an ice cellar, his hands and feet were bitingly cold.

He stared at Heiwuchang, his eyes were full of disbelief, as if he didn't want to understand how the other party slipped in!

The location of the stone room is special, it is located at a depth of ten meters underground, and there are various traps and organs. There are three gates in total made of refined iron.

How did this guy in black sneak up behind him without anyone noticing, and successfully attacked him with an iron chain!

"Bold thief, who are you?"

Patriarch Li asked sharply.

Hei Wuchang didn't speak, he took off the whip around his waist without haste, and whipped it violently.

Snapped!
"who are you?"

clap clap!

"Dear guest, may I ask your honorable name?"

After being whipped three times alive, Patriarch Li's ferocious gaze became pure and kind, visible to the naked eye.

Like an amiable old man who leads the family.

"Hei Wuchang, Patriarch Li, your lifespan is over, I am here to pick you up to the underworld."

Hei Wuchang smiled friendly and replied politely.

If you ignore Patriarch Li's back, the bruised whip marks, and the black long whip in his hand, this scene is quite beautiful.

"Hell?!"

"No, I don't want to go!"

Enduring the heart-piercing pain, he instinctively resisted the word "hell", and quickly shook his head and waved his hands.

And the hearts of the two red-robed spirits trembled.

Hell?

The name sounds so familiar!
Wait, isn't this the scary little girl who keeps mumbling and wants to send us to the place of redemption? !
No, run away!
In an instant, the faces of the two changed drastically, and they hurried out the door.

But what came oncoming was a man who was dressed in the exact opposite of Heiwuchang.

Feeling the other party's terrifying aura, and the strange white clothes comparable to mourning clothes, they stopped abruptly.

The expressions of the two were extremely stiff, and the wails of evil spirits came from their ears, which made people shudder, and Bai Wuchang stepped forward.

"Where do you want to go?"

The voice was as calm as water, but it was full of horror for everyone present as if struck by lightning.

The black dead air filled the air, and the pain of the complaining ghost continued continuously. For a moment, the whole stone room seemed to be plunged into a cold tide.

Everyone feels suffocated and cold!
True King!

Definitely a real king!
Only a monster beyond the limit can have such a terrible sense of oppression!
The red-robed spirit man's heart trembled, his mind went blank.

He really couldn't figure out how the ultimate powerhouse of the True King Realm came here in person.

And the next sentence solved the doubt, and replaced it with even greater despair.

"It's the two of you who flouted the rules of the underworld and threatened to tear down the gates of hell, right?"

Bai Wuchang glanced lightly: "This crime alone is enough for the two of you to walk around the [-]th floor of hell a few times, not to mention, forcibly using the spiritual way to renew the lives of others."

"This is another great crime!"

"My lord, it was the captain who scolded me at the door of hell, and old man Li was saved by the hall master. We were just forced to do what we were ordered to do!"

The two intestines are regretful, they shouldn't come here, and the real king personally came to arrest them, and no one will be treated like this.

At the same time, I feel fear from the bottom of my heart about the strange force of the underworld.

No matter which faction the true king belongs to, he exists like a high-level existence, but the underworld not only has one, but also sent two of them!
That's what's scary.

That's right!

Hei Wuchang is also the true king, because he has felt a similar aura from the hall master. If we compare, the former is much deeper than the latter.

Bai Wuchang didn't listen to the other party's sophistry, anyway, Siji Yingji's mirror can be seen at a glance.

"Mission accomplished, let's go."

When the voice fell to the ground, the ghost gate was actually in the stone room, and a gap was slowly opened.

The impermanence of black and white dragged the desperate three into the dark abyss step by step.

……

"Is the gate of hell closed?"

In a certain wooden house, the master of the Hall of Hundred Souls tapped the edge of the table with his fingers, making a crisp sound.

He looked at the letters on the table, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

If what is said in the letter is true, then this gate of hell will be dangerous, and it will pose a serious threat to the spiritual branch of the Destiny Seat.

Items that can attract the souls of the undead, although rare, do exist. The soul stones used by the Alliance Army to extradite the undead and let the soldiers return to the territory belong to this type.

However, he had never heard of anything that could confuse a spiritualist.

Spiritualists are different from undead souls. The former is far superior to the latter in terms of spirituality and strength.

It is equivalent to the gap between a toothpick and a wooden stick, so when he saw the confused message, he once suspected that he had written it wrong.

The hall master had no choice but to accept the truth until he repeatedly confirmed that it was correct.

"Could it be that the disappearance of the turbid air in Nantian Kingdom is also related to the gate of ghosts?"

When two incredible things happen in the same place, it is easy for people to connect.

"Report to Hall Master Li, Mr. Xi Mingjun replied to the message, please read this reply letter."

"Bring it here!"

But at this moment, a spiritual man pushed in the door and presented a piece of red cloth respectfully.

Hall Master Li spread out his hands and looked carefully.

"Hall Master Bailing, I have learned all about the ghost gate, please be sure to find out the truth, if you have any doubts, you can discuss with Nantian Fenduo."

"Also, due to the incident of the Chongjiao group's ruins, there will be a large-scale mobilization of the Destiny Seat, and it may be inspected, so don't slack off."

"call……"

Hall Master Li let out a breath, his face gradually became serious.

"Master Ximingjun, is it possible to come here in person?"

"It seems that there is no longer any delay, and this trouble must be resolved quickly!"

(End of this chapter)