Chapter 613 Are you from the underworld?

"Could it be that I am wrong, and this old Taoist priest is not just pretending, but is he really at the end of his rope?"

Kong Yuansi suddenly saw that Taoist Xuanqing could no longer hold on under the attacks of one black shadow after another. His whole body went limp and he fell to the ground.

The group of black shadows under his training wanted to kill him while he was weak. When they saw Taoist Xuanqing fall, they pounced directly at him without any martial ethics.

Seeing that Taoist Xuanqing was about to die tragically at the hands of the black shadow, the doubt on Kong Yuansi's face was instantly shaken.

At this moment.

He could tell whether Taoist Xuanqing was pretending or not. He had never seen anyone who would pretend at the cost of his own life.

"If he is really at the end of his strength, then what about that big gate that appeared in the sky? Could it be that he is using it to escape? He has other tricks that I don't know about. Now he is pretending to be at the end of his strength and waiting to die. Is he trying to deceive me and find the right opportunity to escape with the help of that stone gate?"

Thousands of distracting thoughts emerged in Kong Yuansi's mind. He couldn't help but look up and glanced at the stone gate in the sky. Suddenly, a sense of "ghost gate" appeared in his heart. His face changed drastically and he exclaimed, "Not good!"

As he was speaking, Kong Yuansi was about to disperse this evil magic and cancel the human wave tactic. He went to kill Taoist Xuanqing himself, but he was still a step too slow. He saw the tightly closed Ghost Gate gradually open, and a special breath emanated from it, which was obviously from the underworld. However, the black shadows around him, not only did not panic at all, but instead showed an anthropomorphic sense of relief on their faces.

next moment.

The black shadows that had originally pounced towards Taoist Master Xuanqing, ready to kill him, stopped their actions and looked up at the opened Ghost Gate, as if they saw hope. As an inexplicable attraction emanated from the Ghost Gate, no one resisted.

They were all sucked into the gates of hell!

“Ding! You have saved the soul of a vengeful spirit that has been controlled by evil magic for many years and has received its gratitude. Congratulations on receiving the reward: Merit +121!”

“Ding! You have saved the soul of a vengeful spirit that has been controlled by evil magic for many years and has received its gratitude. Congratulations on receiving the reward: Merit +135!”

“Ding! You have saved the soul of a vengeful spirit that has been controlled by evil magic for many years and has received its gratitude. Congratulations on receiving the reward: Merit +151!”

……

One mechanical and cold voice after another attracted the nervous Wang Pingan. He kept an eye on Taoist Xuanqing's situation. Seeing Taoist Xuanqing suddenly rise up, fall into a disadvantage and even make his final death struggle, his heart almost jumped into his throat. When he saw that his master was about to die at the hands of the black shadow, he was ready to be exposed.

Even if his master found out afterwards that something was wrong with him, he didn't care. He knew clearly that Taoist Xuanqing was the only person in the world who treated him well. For the sake of their family, he went to the capital and broke into the Prime Minister's Mansion, which also shortened his life by twenty years. How could he watch his master die in front of him?

"Sure enough, my guess was right. Ghost Gate has a miraculous effect on these dark shadows!"

Wang Ping'an looked at the black shadows one after another. Not only did he not have any intention of resisting, but he allowed himself to be sucked in by the gate of hell. He listened to the cold mechanical voices ringing in his mind one after another, and his face was full of excitement that was difficult to conceal.

When the black shadow attacked his master, he had already used his Dharma Eye while everyone was not paying attention and secretly determined what species the black shadow was. It was a vengeful spirit, and it was obviously brutally killed by Kong Yuansi using unknown means and refined into a vengeful spirit to become a part of his evil magic. He was considering whether his own salvation would be effective on these vengeful spirits.

Only then will he summon the gates of hell!
During this period. As the gate of hell gradually appeared, his master turned his head and looked at him. He also saw it. How could he not see it? His master was most likely to see that the reappearance of the gate of hell was related to him.

'I hope my master is just imagining too much!'

When Wang Pingan thought of this, he couldn't help but pray in his heart. He didn't know what his master would think if he knew that he had summoned this gate of hell. Would he notice his unusualness and find his flaws one by one? When he finally confirmed his identity, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind and he said thoughtfully:

"I remember my master saw me using the blessing spell on my mother, but he didn't care. I hope my master can think in this way when he summons me out of this ghost gate!"

"Old Taoist priest, you are not a disciple of Ziyang Palace!"

Kong Yuansi watched as shadows were sucked into the gate of hell one after another and disappeared from his sight. His face was ferocious, and he looked like a poisonous snake that was ready to bite anyone. He looked at Taoist Xuanqing with resentment, as if he wanted to eat him alive. He asked, "Are you from the underworld?"

Black shadow.

He had been roaming the world for so many years, committing one major crime after another, killing countless people, reaping countless souls, preventing them from reincarnating and being refined by his evil methods.

It takes the souls of one hundred people to barely refine one black shadow. Such a large number of black shadows were accumulated with great difficulty by him. They could be said to be his precious property. Fifty percent - no, eighty percent of his abilities came from this evil magic and these black shadows.

now.

A large number of black shadows were swallowed up by the Ghost Gate, which could be said to have wasted all his abilities. It would take him many years to accumulate so many black shadows again, and he would also have to face the encirclement and suppression by the Great Xia court. He had been doing evil for so many years and had already made himself known to the Great Xia court.

If he didn't have some tricks up his sleeve, it would have been the work of a certain Demon Suppression Officer in Daxia long ago.

"People from the underworld?"

Taoist Priest Xuanqing smiled, his face full of sarcasm. He was not from the underworld. This gate of hell was summoned by his disciple. If there was anyone from the underworld, it should be his disciple.

of course.

His disciple Wang Ping'an is not a person in the underworld yet. He has just registered with his nephew. Once this kid grows up and establishes contact with the underworld, it will be easy for him to become a person in the underworld with the help of his nephew's relationship.

Maybe he can even become the spokesperson of the underworld in the human world!
"Is this the power of the innate Dao body?"

Taoist Xuanqing's eyes were filled with envy that was difficult to conceal, he had not forgotten how he had witnessed with his own eyes how that kid Wang Ping'an used the blessing technique on his mother. He only saw him use it once and then learned it secretly. Now, this little bastard saw him perform the blessing technique for the soul of old man Le Wenmao, so this little bastard also learned the blessing scriptures.

Even the gates of hell can be summoned!

(End of this chapter)