Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

The gate of ghosts is closed, and the road to the underworld appears.

bang...

There was thunder in the sky, but it dissipated in the blink of an eye, not daring to target the gate of hell.

Xiongguan is majestic, gloomy and majestic, slowly solidifying in front of everyone.

Song Yu didn't hold back at all this time, the cultivation base of the fifth level of the Netherworld Reincarnation Art was running wildly, and the ghost gate was as high as a thousand feet, reflecting the entire sky into a dark hell scene.

"This, this is... the gate of hell?"

Someone cried out in surprise, unable to suppress their trembling tone at all.

Many people even trembled slightly, their legs were weak, and they almost knelt before the gate of hell.

Li Yan's eyes widened, and the ghost in her hand trembled, as if she was about to abandon her master and rush to the gate of hell to find out the truth.

Bai Ying closed his eyes, not daring to look further.

"That's it, it turned out that what I couldn't see clearly was it..."

She was worried that she couldn't help but use her divine eyes again, so she might as well just close her eyes and observe with her divine sense.

Everyone in Jian Xunxian looked shocked, and they couldn't even say a word of admiration after watching this scene.

True Monarch Guiyun, who seemed stable, twitched his face, "It's the same as the scene of the gate of hell in the records, but is this real, or is it a supernatural power created based on legends and those records?"

Almost everyone has this question.

But they couldn't be sure.

The gate of hell, this is the gate of hell.

Compared with ordinary people, their cultivators are more aware of whether the nether world and the underworld really exist.

The nether world may exist, but the underworld that governs all living things, all practitioners can be sure, does not exist.

Because once a person dies, the soul will dissipate.

If there is a person with strong grievances, it is the same as in the legend, and can turn into a ghost.

But this is a one in ten thousand probability. There are many people who have resentment, but there are only a few who can turn their souls into ghosts.

At this moment, the people in the distance only feel that they are still a little close.

So, they withdrew thousands of meters again to watch the battle from a distance.

As for the assembled masters and ordinary disciples in the arena, it was too late to run at this moment.

The ghost gate stood in the void like a calm sea, but their bodies and souls were involuntarily drifting into the ghost gate.

Hundreds of people mobilized their mana at the same time to escape, but found that the gate of hell seemed to imprison them, and there was a sound of panic at this moment.

Some scolded, some begged for mercy, some shirked responsibility...

Various voices appeared, but Song Yu watched the scene with a stern expression.

It is not a pity for these people to die. After all, they are selfish. For an evil sword and the method of making dishes in their hands, they have used so many experts to set up a siege.

"How did you come so fast, and how did you summon the gate of hell?"

There was panic in the masked man's voice.

He no longer had the calm just now, and found that the terrifying power in his body was about to send him flying to the gate of hell.

Once you enter the gate of ghosts, even the primordial spirit may not be able to escape.

There is no living soul in the gate of hell, is it just a joke.

escape……

There was only one thought in the masked man's mind.

In fact, it wasn't just him, the other three didn't have the slightest intention to contend.

But the terrifying power on their bodies made them extremely sluggish even in running their mana, so they could only move forward with difficulty.

Gao Ling and other severely injured people could only roar unwillingly at this moment, and then automatically flew into the gate of hell without the slightest ability to resist, and became a ghost in the blink of an eye, silent in the Huangquan Road.

One minute, two minutes...

In less than three minutes, only Xuan Ye and the masked man were still on the scene.

"Kill him, he will use his supernatural powers, so there must be no way to defend."

The masked man's voice was gloomy, and he stared at Song Yu firmly.

Xuan Ye's originally compassionate expression was already wrinkled, looking a little miserable.

Especially when he saw the masters of the spiritual level around him, and even the disciples with lower cultivation bases who had no ability to resist, were automatically thrown into the gate of hell and lost their vitality, and the Buddha power in his body also exploded.

Seeing this, the masked man threw out a bone. Looking carefully, it looked like a phalanx, but it was more than four or five times larger than an ordinary person's phalanx.

As soon as the amputated phalanx came out, a strange aura suddenly descended on the audience.

Xuan Ye and the Confucian master felt tingling pain all over their bodies, as if the mana in their bodies showed signs of rioting, while the eyes of the other casual cultivator lit up.

The overwhelming coercion of the three of them was suddenly released at this moment, and the loose cultivator was the first to break away from the suppression.

He raised his hand and shot out countless flames, each flame had the intention of burning the sky, and the air around him seemed to smell of burning, but unfortunately, one of his hands was smashed by Song Yu just now.

At this moment, he didn't intend to hold back his hand at all. Once he made a move, he used all his strength.

The masked man was faster than him, and soon countless black threads shot towards Song Yu like a spider's thread.

It was only when the two attacks landed in front of Song Yu that Xuan Ye and the strong Confucianist broke free from the restraints.

Xuan Ye took a deep look at the masked man, then pinched the Buddha's seal with his hand, sacrificed a side of the pagoda, and suppressed it towards Song Yu.

The masters of the Confucianism sect used their sword tactics empty-handed, and the sword light filled the sky.

The four of them teamed up at the same time, and everyone watching the battle from a distance was startled, and they all became worried about Song Yu.

Unexpectedly, Song Yu grinned at this moment, glanced at the many souls struggling in Huangquan Road, turned his hands and formed seals, guiding the gate of ghosts to suddenly shrink to the size of ten feet, and appeared in front of him like a teleportation. Facing four people.

boom……

The spirit of the nether world erupted, and thousands of ghosts screamed from the gate of ghosts, and the exclusive breath of Huangquan flowed out, making the four of them feel as if their souls had left their bodies, and their expressions were in a trance.

Song Yu has long since lost the strength that he had just entered the ground level before, and he is not so reluctant to use the supernatural power of Yinling from the Yellow Springs. Not to mention that he can easily control it.

How can it be that simple to close the gate of hell.

The attack of the four people was silently swallowed by the ghost gate, without even stirring up any waves.

Song Yu also had the power of the ghost to grab the amputated phalanx.

If it weren't for the power of the netherworld that suddenly emanated from this bone to interfere with the coercion of the ghost gate, how could they break free so easily.

"Does the benefactor really want to kill them all?"

Xuan Ye opened his mouth suddenly, and the pagoda radiated a magnificent light, just like the Buddha came to the world.

Song Yu sneered: "Otherwise? When ghosts are revived and Shenzhou is in danger, you people who are merciful, righteous and chivalrous, why don't you take action?

"Now you are in danger because of plotting against Xiejian and my own secrets, but you want me not to kill them all?

"Then let me ask you, when those ghosts are massacring ordinary people, why don't you so-called strong ones persuade them not to kill them all?"

Xuan Ye was speechless, so he could only recite the Buddha's name silently, as if this would make him feel that he was subjugating demons and demons, without any guilt.

"You don't have any value in living. Instead, you are harming the world. I have a clear conscience to get rid of you." Song Yu said loudly, and then made a tactic with both hands, urging the gate of hell.

"Amitabha……"

Xuan Ye recited the Buddha's name again, and the pagoda erupted with Buddha power, as if countless Arhat Bodhisattvas were surrounding him.

At this moment, the masked man made another move.

Facing the dangerous aura coming from the ghost gate, he didn't seem to care about the amputated phalanx at all. Instead, he had a crow carved in black jade in his hand.

After appearing, the pitch-black crow seemed to come alive and uttered a loud and clear cry.

Afterwards, the masked man's body suddenly turned into fly ash and dissipated like smoke and dust, while the crow came to life completely, with a fierce gleam in his eyes.

It turned into black light and rushed towards Song Yu.

Song Yu was about to use all his power to use his supernatural powers to completely contain the four people with the gate of ghosts, but he was suddenly shaken by the falling stupa.

He glanced at the pagoda in surprise.

This pagoda actually has a very special power that resists the attraction of the ghost gate to the souls of strangers.

In the distance, Du Nan murmured in a low voice: "It's the power of the incense fire. Master not only allowed the uncle to come out with the Manjushri Pagoda, but also brought part of the power of the incense fire on the golden body. Why?"

There was deep doubt in his eyes, as if he couldn't figure out what all this was for.

Why did Ananda Dharma Realm suddenly intervene in worldly affairs, not to mention that this was an act of internal strife in the practice world.

What exactly is Master thinking?

The Ananda knife on Du Nan's waist was trembling slightly, as if it was fluctuating because of the master's mood.

With the cover of the pagoda, the black jade crow turned into black light and arrived in front of Song Yu in the blink of an eye, and it bypassed the gate of hell.

Just when everyone thought he was about to hit Song Yu, Guihuang Tianshe suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and sent him flying with a sword.

It excitedly wanted to rush into the ghost gate, but Song Yu glared at it, slapped it back, and fell into Li Yan's hands again.

Song Yu silently put away the kitchen knife again. Seeing that the black jade crow resisted with evil spirit when facing Gui Huang Tian's forgiveness, and did not suffer serious injuries, he understood his identity.

If he didn't gather his momentum, he probably wouldn't be able to really kill him.

He glanced at the pagoda emitting the light of Buddha, and waved away the ghost gate.

The effect of the ghost gate is limited, especially after being blocked by the opponent's power.

However, Song Yu was a little curious about this power, and felt very familiar, but he still couldn't name it.

After being cut off by a sword, the black jade crow quickly turned into black light and disappeared from sight.

But Song Yu's eyes flickered, and he could clearly see that he didn't run away, but was secretly gaining momentum, and his familiar evil aura had been exposed.

But Song Yu didn't care, and with a swipe of his hand, there was a sound of surging waves.

Everyone was astonished that he accepted the ghost gate and did not use the special nature of the ghost gate to confront the enemy.

He suddenly waved his hand towards the sky.

As if breaking through space from another world, a muddy and raging river suddenly appeared in midair.

A vast and desolate atmosphere spread out in all directions in an instant.

"Wangchuan River, it's Wangchuan River..."

Someone exclaimed in a low voice.

Song Yu's face was calm, and the Wangchuan River above his head suddenly fell, completely covering the area outside the canyon.

Countless ghosts and ghosts are surging with the water in the river, among them there are many strange-looking ghosts, etc., which are quite familiar.

Only Song Yu knew that these were the ghosts he collected with the ghost gate and Wangchuan supernatural power.

Taking them in will not only provide him with pure energy, but also enhance his supernatural power.

"Forget River, devour..."

Song Yu shouted in a low voice.