Tang Jie was right, the mica war puppet alone could not solve so many ghosts. Thousands of ghosts entered through the gate of the underworld, stacked in the space behind the stone wall. They continue to pass through the barriers and come to the battlefield, wave after wave, as if never ending.
Even with the power of the mica war puppet, after harvesting a large number of ghosts, the energy is gradually unable to sustain it. You must know that during this period of time, the mica war puppets have wiped out tens of thousands of ghosts, including hundreds of ghost generals and a ghost king.
Tang Jie asked the war puppet to retreat and recover, and was connected by the Cangyun Holy Fire.
The sea of flames filled the entire space, and the ghosts almost rushed to death one by one.
Despite this, a large number of ghosts still rushed out from behind the stone wall in an endless stream.
The howling yin wind continued to swept through, bringing a large swath of cold and cold air.
These yin and cold air kept accumulating, hitting the Cangyun holy fire, like the fusion of water and fire. Although every time the cold air was eliminated by the holy fire, more cold air continued to come. Gradually, even the Cangyun Holy Fire was a little unable to withstand the enemy, and the light of the flame was obviously weakened.
Seeing this situation, Tang Jie withdrew the Cangyun Holy Fire, and changed to face the enemy with flesh and blood.
The blood-colored smoke ignores the cold, forming a terrifying blood-colored world in this space. Any ghost that rushes into the smoke cloud will be twisted into powder by the flesh mill.
However, the Flesh Grinding Plate also faces a problem, that is, ghosts have no flesh and blood to swallow, and cannot restore their strength by absorbing blood. Tang Jie also feels more and more strenuous during his uninterrupted use.
Gradually, even the flesh-and-blood grinding pan could no longer resist, and it was Yi Yi who played.
The little girl's Qiluo Tianzhi and Heiyi became the main force to resist ghosts, but Qiluo Tianzhi's group attack ability appeared to be weak in front of the huge sea of ghosts. As for Heiyi... it was obviously lacking in interest in ghosts.
When Yi Yi couldn't support it, Tang Jie took the shot himself.
But just like what happened before, in the face of ghosts that are like tides and seas, the strong physical body and melee ability are of little significance. No matter how strong the fist is, one punch will kill one. No matter how high the physical defense is, it can't stop the soul-level damage. What really depends on is the magic power of the clone, but in front of the masses of ghosts, the magic power will gradually be insufficient.
Fortunately, after five rounds, the battle puppet has recovered part of its energy and can fight again.
The battle continued in a weird way. At first, Tang Jie was afraid that there were not enough ghosts, but with the frantic killing round after round, the ghosts did not decrease at all. Tang Jie’s worry has changed from not enough ghosts to kill. Become the doubt about why these guys haven't died yet
The more he kills, the more Tang Jie feels wrong.
This thing has started to become abnormal. With so many ghosts, no matter how large the space behind it is, it shouldn’t be able to hold it, right? Why is there such a steady stream of influx
Could it be that…
An answer emerged in Tang Jie's mind: The gate of the underworld was not closed.
This may be the real reason for the endless ghosts.
Although Liu Yunshan and the others vowed that the gate of the underworld would never last, judging from the current situation, I'm afraid they were wrong.
There must be something wrong that allowed the gate of the underworld to exist until now.
It was also because of myself that I came down to discover this, if the ghosts gathered into a real ocean wave and rushed out of the ground in one brain, I am afraid it would be a huge blow to the entire Qingyun realm.
Now that he had guessed the truth that might exist behind the stone wall, Tang Jie no longer clung to the ground. After a round of battle, he directly used the powerful physical power of his body to blast against the stone wall.
At the same time that a large hole was blasted out of the stone wall, the ferocious impact also set off a loud echo in the closed underground space, and large pieces of rubble fell one after another, so there was a shower of stones in the space below.
Stepping into the world behind the stone wall, looking around, you can see densely packed ghosts everywhere.
Above the space, the gate made of white bones hangs in the air.
As Tang Jie expected, it was not destroyed, but still existed, and a large number of ghosts were pouring out of the door from time to time.
And around the door of the bones, a large dark green vine grows.
These vines are entwined around the door, and their roots are thorns in the void, as if they are rooted in the void, firmly fixing the gate of the underworld.
Seeing these vines, Tang Jie knew why the gate of the underworld had not disappeared.
Yin withered vine, the thing of advancement in the shadow withered grass.
The biggest feature of this kind of plant between the virtual and the real is the stable space, so it is the indispensable main material of the ultra-distance teleportation array. The effect of Yin withered vine is stronger than that of Yin withered grass, and its usefulness is wider. Since they are substances with spatial attributes, they can even be used to study and master the power of space. It is also for this reason that when it is wrapped around the gate of the underworld, the ghost gate that should have disappeared will continue to exist.
Tang Jie had only intended to get some withered grasses, but he didn't expect to see such a large area of withered vines directly.
"I knew I had good luck." Tang Jie murmured looking at the withered vine on the door.
Now that he saw the real thing, Tang Jie was also blunt. The Cangyun holy fire and the mica war puppet poured out together, and began to clean up the ghosts in the entire space.
Tang Jie himself even rushed straight into the air, grabbing at the withered grass on the gate of the underworld.
Those ghosts are not completely without IQ. Realizing what Tang Jie is going to do, a large number of ghosts will roar and intercept Tang Jie from the air. However, Tang Jie couldn't stop them, and banged straight into it, smashing all the ghosts into flight.
When approaching the gate of the underworld, two ghost kings suddenly appeared.
Tang Jie knew that these ghost kings were stronger than the demon king, and he didn't say much. With both hands, the strangely long sword reappeared, and the ghost king headed by was already cut down.
Ten killer blades!
This time, Tang Jie had only two heads and four arms with supernatural powers, and no blessings of the Cangyun Holy Fire. Nevertheless, when the surging gray-black brilliance slashed on the black epee of the ghost king, it was still like He cut through it like a rotten tear, and landed on the ghost king, and then cut open the ghost king's body like cutting butter. After the surging power poured in, there was a bang. The soul fire in the ghost king's body had been completely destroyed by Tang Jie's blow, and the screaming hiss turned into black smoke and dissipated.
Killing a ghost king with a single blow, this time is no longer with the power of the sword spirit, let alone the power of the Demon Fist, but the real strength that belongs to Tang Jie.
This blow also truly established the invincible status below the Tang Jie Zi Mansion.
Facing this blow, even the remaining ghost king was frightened, and for a while he dared not step forward.
Tang Jie didn't bother to care about it. He flew to the gate of the underworld, grabbed the dead vine and pulled it, and saw a large piece of dead vine emerging from the void, like pulling a carrot from the mud, and brought out another one. Big cut. The roots of the vines were dripping with black sap, drop by drop, and every drop of it would ignite water-like ripples in the air.
"Huangquan in Hell!" Tang Jie was overjoyed.
The Yellow Spring of the Underworld is the so-called Styx. It is said that this river is the mother river of the Underworld and has the ability to communicate with the Nether. Every time a person dies, he falls into the underworld from this river. For this reason, the river itself is a river with the power of supreme space. The reason why the Yin withered Vine has the magical effect of space is because it grows in the Styx.
The withered vine that Tang Jie grabbed at the moment looked like a hole in the void, binding the Underworld, but in fact its roots were still in the Styx. This underworld yellow spring was the soil where it grew, and it was taken out by Tang Jie's grasp.
This thing is of the same origin as the yellow spring water obtained after killing the ghost general. However, after the yellow spring water transformed into a ghost, it lost that spatial characteristic, and could only be preserved as a thing from the most yin to the cold. Those without metamorphosis are the real gods.
So when Tang Jie saw it, he hurriedly took out the jade bottle and collected all the juice from the roots, and in a blink of an eye he received a small bottle.
When the dead vine was lost, the gate of the underworld flashed with violent light instantly, crumbling.
At the same time, there was a sudden roar behind the door.
As if there was something terrifying behind the door, Tang Jie was also dizzy with the roar.
Tang Jieli knew that it was not good. Just a roar could make himself like this. I was afraid that it would not be easy to deal with behind the door. Even the appearance of the dead vine may not be a coincidence. He broke it unintentionally.
Thinking of this, a feeling of extreme anxiety suddenly arose in his heart. Tang Jie knew it was not good, and flew back.
Seeing that the gate of the underworld suddenly shined brightly, a gloomy ghost hand had come out from behind the gate and grabbed Tang Jie.
Tang Jie roared, grabbing the battle blade with all four arms and slashing fiercely, another ten kills blade cut out.
This superb blow that even the baby-bearing Purple Mansion would suffer damage, slashed on that ghost hand, as if it had been slashed on a piece of ice that has remained untouched for a thousand years, and it smashed into a brilliant spark. Seeing that under Tang Jie's full blow, the bone hand had only been chopped out of a crack. All the additional attacks are invalid, and the imperviousness of the Emperor Blade is greatly reduced, and even the power of destruction cannot destroy this ghost hand.
Looking at this scene, Tang Jie was shocked, how strong is this ghost master
Nevertheless, this blow caused the master behind the ghost hand to let out an earth-shattering roar.
This roar shook in Tang Jie's heart, shocking him to spit out a large mouthful of blood, and flew backwards.
Gui Shou Ben Zhang, has continued to catch Tang Jie.
Seeing the ghost hand chasing him, Tang Jie stretched his arms behind his back, grabbed a ghost king and threw it forward.
The ghost king was caught by the ghost hand because he was caught off guard.
The next moment the ghost hand squeezed, and the ghost king had already been squeezed.
As if feeling that what he had caught was not the target, the ghost hand continued to chase Tang Jie.
Tang Jie continued to retreat, shaking his arms repeatedly, already grabbing one after another ghost soldiers and ghosts to protect him from the disaster. That ghost hand was incomparably powerful, and all came to squeeze and explode, but the speed of chasing Tang Jie was getting faster and faster.
In this limited space, it was getting harder and harder for Tang Jie to escape this ghost.
"Return the dead vine to me!" A thought sounded in Tang Jie's mind, accompanied by a brutal and cold breath that ate the darkness.
Tang Jie knew that this was an idea sent by the existence behind that door, but he ignored it and just avoided it with all his strength.
The existence behind that door became more and more furious, the ghost hand swept over, and at the same time Tang Jie's mind revived: "Destroy my plan, you have to die!"
Speaking and photographing with a palm, there was an astonishing trend.
Under this trend, all ghosts were directly turned into powder, and Tang Jie was saved to kill. In this hurricane, Yi Yi screamed and was shocked to fly. Fortunately, the mica war puppet jumped up in time to protect Yi Yi with his body.
At the same time, Tang Jie was also immovable by this terrifying hurricane.
The terrifying ghost hand has caught it again: "Dead!"
At the critical moment, Tang Jie smiled slightly: "Really? I don't think it is necessarily!"
His figure flashed, the wild wind step started, Tang Jie escaped the catch, but appeared directly above the gate of the underworld.
With a stroke of the sword in his hand, Tang Jie said in a long voice: "Break it for me!"
It's another ten killer blade.
This time it was directly cut on the gate of the underworld.
After losing the withered vine, the gate of the underworld was already in a state of vacillation and might disappear at any time. At this moment, it was attacked by Tang Jie again, bursting out a large swath of color immediately.
"No!" The existence behind the door roared angrily, trying to withdraw his arm.
But it was too late.
At the same time as an astonishing flame burst out, the gate of the underworld collapsed.
Along with the collapse of the gate of the underworld, the space channel supported by it began to shrink rapidly, like a circle, shrinking towards the most central point, disappearing in a blink of an eye. At the same time, it was the ghost hand that hadn't retracted. It only retracted half of its arms when the space passage disappeared, and it broke with the closure of the space passage.
A huge palm with a pale skeleton just fell from the air.