Humans are super gods, sons of devils!

Chapter 191

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(Sorry, yesterday I only changed one chapter because of my personal anxiety, I'm really sorry, today my mood adjusted, normal update.) ）

"Sure enough, as I imagined, the higher rank Hell Gate can indeed be successfully summoned."

The ink-black Hell Gate, with the scarlet pattern outlined by the skull, makes the whole look extremely evil and weird.

After Ling Ye glanced at it, he couldn't help but be amazed.

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and there seemed to be a vague fishy smell and an even more intense sulfur smell in the surrounding air.

This is.

Some kind of hellish creature with a stinky body.

Ling Ye snapped his fingers, and a wave of space spread out, and the scarlet cobweb-like magic power spread and spread instantly around him.

However, in just a few seconds, the entire area was filled with scarlet cobwebs composed of magic power, completely isolating the area.

He used this ability to isolate this area from the real world for a short time, and even if various battles occur, it will not cause much damage to the present world.

The space was completely sealed, and Rao was so fishy that the smell was still spreading around.

Ling Ye covered his nose with a little disgust, what kind of demon is this, it is too unhygienic.

A fine mist spread throughout the area, the mist was filled with the smell of sulfur, and the patterns on the gates of hell slowly flashed scarlet.

A thin slit quietly opened, and mist, fishy smell, and the sulfurous smell characteristic of hell creatures spread out from it.

Crunch~

In such a strange and quiet environment, the harsh sound of metal rubbing sounded, just like the harsh sound of an old-fashioned metal door that had not been raised by 377 for a long time.

The corner of Ling Ye's mouth twitched, and this sound really reminded him of some kind of bad memory of using chalk to crunch on the blackboard.

The gap in the gates of hell was widened, and a claw blade shining with a metallic glow poked out.

Ling Ye snorted softly, he stood in place and did not move, but just watched this scene continue with interest.

A few seconds gradually passed, the fishy smell intensified again, the fog suddenly thickened, and the vision in front of me was completely obscured by white fog.

He sighed helplessly, threw the cigarette burning nearly half in his mouth to his feet and stepped on it, and Ling Ye walked into the thick fog.

After walking for a few seconds, the fog faded, and the scene in front of him gradually became clear, different from the scene he had seen before.

Originally, this was the quietest corner of the church, but after being space-isolated by Lingye's ability, the whole world turned black and white.

At this time, what appeared in front of him was a dark space of about hundreds of square meters, with dozens of crystal clear sapphires dotted above his head.

It looks like an airtight dark room, about sixty meters high, and there is a faint mist surging above.

Unlike the active and luxurious sapphire decoration overhead, the marble slabs on the floor appear unusually rough.

The scratches and various holes on the road above can be seen to be seriously eroded by the years, and there are no gorgeous and noble decorations here, only empty and old traces of erosion of the years.

At this time, the gates of hell had been fully opened, and the two gates opened forward, and a huge black vortex in the middle was slowly floating and rotating.

In the center of the gate, a tall metal throne is located here, but the chair is still densely packed with flesh-like matter.

When Ling Ye looked at it, those flesh and blood tissues were even squirming and surging, as if they had a life of their own.

It was like an arm-thick flesh and blood duct connected somewhere, seemingly connected to a chair, and seemed to be separated and partially connected within the whirlpool of hell.

At the other end of the flesh and blood catheter was submerged into the back of a figure, the creature hanging low, and its appearance looked very close to that of a human.

Just a glance over, it was inlaid with densely packed black and shiny nail sheets, and I was afraid to say that I was grass when I looked at it high.

The demon's lower body was blocked by flesh and blood conduits about the thickness of an adult male's fingers, and were also inlaid with dense armor sheets.

"Ha, full of momentum, no matter how you look like a big BOSS, but you are afraid to enter carefully."

Ling Ye chuckled and teased.

The creature on the throne sensed the breath of the spirit night, and he slowly raised his head, and the scarlet radial pupils moved, calm, indifferent, but powerful.

"Human, no... You are not human, you have the breath of a demon on your body, interesting! Are you trying to get in my way? "

The demon spoke, his tone low and hoarse, and his tone made people sound chilling.

"Who knows?"

Ling Ye shrugged, he tugged at the somewhat taut collar, with a gentle smile on his face, looking as calm as if he was talking to an old friend.

"Ignorant fellow, you will pay for your arrogance, I am the Lord of the Demon Worm Hell, Anaiat! I don't kill the nameless! "

The demon's tone was fierce, and it seemed to him that the guy with the demon bloodline in front of him was not worth mentioning.

"I'll naturally tell you when you're dying."

Ling Ye still had an indifferent expression, and his behavior could be regarded as completely angering the demon named Anaiat in front of him.

The other party angrily scolded for death, and Anaiat's scarlet radial eyes stared at Ling Ye deadly.

Several flesh and blood catheters on his back snapped and fell off, and he slowly raised his arm and pressed down hard!

Boom!!!

With a muffled sound, the ground around Ling Ye suddenly sank into a large area.

Anaiat is obviously the type who doesn't like to talk nonsense too much, and once the enemy is hostile, he will directly drop (abag) the dead hand.

Anaiat's hand clenched hard, and with a bang, countless gravel wrapped Ling Ye in just an instant.

The stone ball composed of crushed stone was initially about tens of meters in size, and in an instant, the stone ball was compressed into a fingernail-sized crystal.

Like the nail on Anaiat's body, it has a dark and glowing texture.

Ling Ye was standing in mid-air, he struck the dust raised by the rubble with his hand with a look of disgust, and it was obvious that he was obviously a little dissatisfied with the act of eating ash.

"No, I prefer to last a little longer, your time is too short."

He said a commotion, madly stimulating Anaiat's nerves, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly with an expression of disgust and dissatisfaction.

Rumble!

Anaiat obviously didn't have time to listen to him mock himself, and black crystals the size of marbles came at him at high speed.

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The scarlet sword light flashed away, and the black crystal scattered and exploded with a click!

The inside of this thing is highly compressed, and after being chopped, it splashes around like a shotgun.

The reverse flipped twice in Ling Ye's hand, and his posture looked dashing and freehand without any sense of oppression.

Black and red flames rose up on his body, and the originally aqua-blue sapphire-like eyes were replaced by scarlet.

Ling Ye's figure disappeared in a flash, and when he appeared again, he had already appeared in front of Anaiat, and the long knife in his hand stabbed directly forward!

Clang!

The reverse was blocked by an invisible obstacle, and the scarlet long knife continued to stab forward!

Airplanes!

The body of the rebel knife emitted a crisp humming sound, and the air between Lingye and Anaiat was like glass, and the long knife pierced a large cobweb crack.

Anaiat's eyes narrowed, he had compressed most of the air around him to the maximum, but Rao still couldn't block the enemy's knife.

Boom!

Like a mirror shattering, the corners of Ling Ye's mouth pulled out a slight arc, breaking through the invisible blockade and piercing Anayat's head directly.

Click!

The scarlet blade directly penetrated the opponent's skull, but strangely enough, the wound did not appear any blood, but spread around with the wound as the center.

In the next second, Anaiat turned into a stone, and at this time, a sense of crisis suddenly appeared!

Feeling the sense of crisis that appeared above his head, Ling Yegang wanted to jump sideways to dodge, and a sense of heavy pressure appeared all over his body.

Ling Ye's figure froze, and the air around him was like a compacted entity, squeezing him firmly in place, unable to move.

Anaiat was already standing behind him at some point, the corners of his hideous mouth split, his arm raised, and countless rubble converged on his arm.

After compression, a pitch-black reflective blade had already formed and climbed on his arm.

Poof!

Fishy blood splashed, Anaiat took a step back, and a striking slash appeared under his neck, when was this!

His eyes were shocked, and he quickly opened the distance between him and Ling Ye.

The long knife pointed obliquely at the ground, fishy dark green blood dripped down the tip of the knife, and Ling Ye's face still had a gentle smile, just like at the beginning.

It's just that this gentle smile seems unusually frightening to Anaiat, confirming the look in his eyes, this is an extremely difficult opponent.

But the gates of hell were summoned, and such a good opportunity was such a good opportunity that Anayat was unwilling to return to hell in ashes.

His scarlet eyes flickered, and there was a sense of solemnity in his eyes when he looked at Ling Ye.

Who is this person, Anaiat is not a small demon in hell, and he is also an extremely powerful existence in their one-acre and three-point land.

But the man in front of him only made him feel very dangerous with only two swords, and even had the idea of escaping back to hell for a while.

"Give you two choices, either go back and continue to mess around in your one-acre three-point land, or die!"

A playful smile crossed the corner of Ling Ye's mouth, and his scarlet eyes combined with his handsome face made his temperament feel more gloomy and evil.

He doesn't look like a good person, and he is more like a villain BOSS than Anaiyat.