Red Heart Survey

The ghost gate that exists in the depths of the Nine Nethers, and to some extent represents the boundary between life and death, has appeared in the yang world!

In this way, there is an explanation for the thick fog that has never been able to dissipate. The fog is not man-made, but the natural cohesion of the law of heaven and earth.

Because the nether world and the blue sky do not meet each other. The ghost gate appeared in the yang world, so there must be a cover.

Those wandering souls gathered here, far more than the number of living people in Xiaolin Town, suddenly had a reason to appear. Wandering souls move closer to the gate of hell, which is an instinct that has nothing to do with the mind. The wandering souls of the entire Fenglin city probably gathered here. And it is foreseeable that as long as this ghost gate exists, the gathering of wandering souls will only increase and become stronger!

But, why did the ghost gate appear here?

Almost without any hesitation, Wei Yan, after understanding the meaning of the three characters "Ghost Gate Gate", took out a bright red incense stick with an ancient style from his bosom, and handed it to Zhao Lang, "Quick!"

——Of course he carried flint with him, and even he himself was no stranger to fire magic. But after all, not as fast as Zhao Lang.

Having partnered with Wei Yan for many years, it goes without saying that they have a tacit understanding. At the same time that the bright red letter incense was handed over, Zhao Lang rubbed his fingers together, and a cluster of flames jumped onto the letter incense, and burned the not-so-small letter incense in a very short time.

Only then did he say with an ugly face, "You only have this red letter with you."

Zhuang Guojun Zhongxin incense is divided into three types: black, red and yellow, all of which can only be owned by people with a certain status, and they are rare strategic items. Once the black letter is burned, the whole country is fighting to the death, and there are not many people in the whole country who are qualified to burn the black letter.

The burning of the yellow letter means that the letter burner is in a desperate situation.

And the red letter between the two represents the danger of destroying the city and losing the land!

Once the red letter is ignited, the entire Fenglin City will shake, and even Wei Quji will definitely be alarmed.

Now that the city guards and criminal investigation department in Fenglin City are restrained, Wei Quji sits in the city lord's mansion, and the whole body is already affected by one hair. Is it worth Wei Quji's visit to Xiaolin Town, where no enemies other than wandering souls have appeared so far? In other words, once Wei Yan made a mistake in his judgment, would he be able to bear the responsibility for any problems in Fenglin City caused by Wei Quji's dispatch?

But there is no need to think about these problems, in front of those three words.

Because... that is the gate of hell.

Appearing in countless legends, faintly is the epitome of the age of mythology.

In fact, when the phantom of the red letter suddenly ignited in front of him, Wei Quji, the majestic lord of the city, rose up without hesitation!

He rushed into the sky, wrapped in a hurricane, and headed towards Xiaolin Town with a howling roar.

Almost at the same time, Dong A who was meditating suddenly opened his eyes. At any time, there must be a strong man of this level in Fenglin City. Now that Wei Quji has gone, he can no longer leave.

The others did not move, but the majestic voice came out of the room, "Order all the disciples who can be notified, no matter what tasks they are performing or what they are practicing, stop immediately and return to Fenglin City!"

It is true that the Taoist Academy cultivated the hope of Zhuang Guo, and there was a long process of growth before that. But when the land is at stake, everyone must fight for it.

Meanwhile, Song Qifang, the current vice-principal who was also in the Taoist academy, was sitting cross-legged in front of an alchemy furnace, lightly shaking a cattail fan in his hand, taking care of the heat. A very low sigh, "Old."

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In Xiaolin Town, Wei Yan did not stop after lighting the red letter, but immediately slashed horizontally with a long knife. The sharp light of the knife almost cut through the air, and then dissipated on the archway.

Yes, it just disappeared without a sound, without a trace of waves.

The same is true for the next attack, whether it is a raging fire or a strong wind, any Taoism that hits it will be nothing. Ling He even threw his saber over, but it also disappeared without a trace.

It's as if it doesn't exist, and not only does it not exist, but everything that touches it doesn't exist either.

Huang Azhan stood in front of the gate of hell and hesitated for a long time. He had a very persistent confidence in his boy urine, but after seeing Linghe's sword disappeared, he chose to give up with great regret.

"This vortex... should be connected to the Netherworld. With the help of so many people who died in vain here... our attacks all fall in the Netherworld, not in the present world." Wang Changxiang frowned, analyzing: "The one who appeared in front of us This, this should be the reflection of the ghost gate, and even the reflection has not condensed."

Did not condense?

Jiang Wang had seen the writing on the plaque in the illusory realm, and knew that it was a Taoist text, a text explaining the principles of heaven and earth. He had been thinking about what the ghost gate that appeared in Xiaolin Town represented, and he was startled when he heard Wang Changxiang's analysis.

Then, when will the real ghostly reflection be condensed, and in what way? And what will it bring here in the end?

People quickly had answers.

It is the innumerable wandering souls that pervade Xiaolin Town, killing and eliminating them all the way. But at this time, they swarmed and gathered in the center.

The group couldn't care less about anything else. He could only repeat the same trick, and after retreating a certain distance, draw a circle with the fire-walking technique, and everyone should surround themselves.

If someone can penetrate the mist and look down from the sky, they will be able to see countless wandering souls sprinting towards them under the attraction of some kind of force, that mighty river of wandering souls, flowing like hundreds of rivers into the sea!

And the disciples from Fenglin City Taoist Academy, as well as Wei Yan and Zhao Lang, are like bitter reefs washed by the river.

Can't move, can't resist, and don't know the end!

"The wandering souls in the entire Fenglin city area have been attracted. Maybe they are going to die here?" Wang Changxiang smiled wryly.

These wandering spirits are not considered powerful, and they were able to come and go freely in the formation before. But the premise is that those wandering spirits only wander around insanely, and only attack instinctively when strangers approach. Now these wandering souls are gathering in one place, but they happen to be in the way.

There are so many, it's almost endless!

At least in Wang Changxiang's barely blown away vision, they didn't see the end of the wandering soul.

What they don't know is that if it is said that the wandering souls of Xiaolin Town's dead over the years were gathered here before, and at the same time, it is scattered to attract souls from farther away. Now, the wandering souls from the entire Fenglin city are gathered here. At a speed far beyond their own ability to achieve.

The dense thread of wandering souls piercing the sky. In the entire Fenglin city area, it became a cobweb-like scene in the spiritual vision, which moved countless powerful people.

"No." Wei Yan's voice was a little cold, and so was his heart, "The city lord will come soon."

No one knew how much he didn't want to light the red letter, and didn't want that person to see him looking weak and asking for help. But he can't. Facing the legendary existence of Ghost Gate, he could not gamble the safety of the entire Fenglin City for his own self-esteem.

Jiang Wang also stared at the wandering souls who bypassed the "reef" and roared towards the gate of hell, and were absorbed and digested in an instant. His emotions were complicated and indescribable.

These wandering spirits probably have no sanity. So there was no struggle, no howling, no regrets, no pain.

But they were all living people. They are all the souls of the living who should rest in peace!

Among them, there may be someone who passed him by, or someone he once knew, or his neighbors, his grandparents, or his father.

He stared wide-eyed among these densely packed wandering souls, looking for his father who died on the sick bed. The man who is not tall but has been supporting his sky.

Those wandering souls all disappeared in a flash, passing by like lightning and flint, and there were all directions. He only stared at the direction Fengxi Town was coming from, his eyes were all red but he couldn't see at all.

Having lived alone all this time, he didn't want to show vulnerability. Later, when he lived with An An, he had to be strong as an older brother. He hardly ever said it, but really, miss him so much!

Jiang Wang really wanted to look at him again, but was so afraid of seeing him.

I'm so afraid of the powerlessness in front of the gate of hell.

Suddenly, it seemed that a certain critical point was reached, and the mighty river of wandering souls was emptied in an instant by some kind of force. And the phantom of the ghost gate above the vortex is extremely clear and specific.

In the next instant, Wei Quji, the lord of Fenglin City, was wrapped in a hurricane and fell from the sky. But the phantom of the ghost gate also disappeared in a flash at the same time!

Vaguely, Jiang Wang seemed to feel a breeze brushing his cheeks, but after a moment of distraction, everything in front of him changed.

The huge vortex disappeared, and the fog gathered in Xiaolin Town immediately dissipated.

Everything dissipated, and the ghost and blue sky disappeared!