Beelzebub's troops did not encounter many soul beasts like Huang San, nor did they encounter endless injustice souls like the fifth lord.

The Tantai Mountains are completely silent, with no living creatures or trees, but there are quite a few spirit stone mines.

As a result, Beelzebub's 30,000 people arrived at the entrance of a world entirely in black and white without any obstruction.

A majestic black city lay in front of the army, and an endless desolate atmosphere enveloped the surrounding areas.

Amidst the gray surrounding the fields, black walls are looming, and it is unknown how big this city is.

But in this city, the dense and dense ghostly aura was unusually thick, almost like substance, dyeing the void into a vast white color.

Long white flags floated into the air in the cold wind, and ruins lay among the overgrown weeds.

Countless ghost crows raised their dark necks and looked at the 30,000 people in Besib.

"Quack, quack..." Amidst the screams, countless ghost crows fluttered their wings in the void.

The figures that looked like jet black ink passed through the attic on the black city. On the attic, the three characters "Gate of Hell" were written in large white ink, which caught Besib's eyes.

Beelzebub's pupils shrank, he took a breath, and said in disbelief: "This, this guy on the bed has reached the gate of hell?"

"Whoosh," suddenly above the city gate, green ghost fires roared and ignited.

"Be on guard." Beelzebub was suddenly startled and shouted crazily.

Woo hoo hoo, gray battle flags appeared at the moment when the city gate was closed. On top of the battle flags, there was painted, well, it was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva of Buddhism!

"Beelzebub, how courageous are you? How dare one man lead thirty thousand people into the gates of hell? Who gave you the courage?"

At this moment, two figures appeared among the gray armored figures on top of the Guimen Pass city.

A figure was covered in black and gray, with a bare upper body and yellow trousers. In his left hand, he held a long three-pronged fork, and a gray head, which was as ugly as it was ugly.

Yakshadu Star.

It's just that Du Xing's left flesh wing was cut off by its roots. It looked extremely awkward. His face was full of pain, and when he looked at Beelzebub, he was filled with hatred.

The other one also had a horrific wound on the surrounding flesh wing.

Under a head of fiery red hair, there is a dark, old and fierce face, and there are golden bracelets on each of the six arms and a pair of ankles.

Yaksha is six.

However, Queliu's injury was much better than Duxing's.

"Hmph, you two had your wings chopped off like this after a fight, what's there to be so arrogant about?"

"You don't care about 30,000 people. Why do you fight so hard to bring these 30,000 people back?"

When Que Liu and Du Xing heard this, their faces suddenly froze.

"Beelzebub, you are very articulate, but today I want to see if your magic wand is as magical as your mouth."

But Liu opened a pair of fleshy wings and slowly fell from the gate of hell. The three-pointed fork in his hand was inserted into Beelzebub and he stabbed it hard.

Beelzebub snorted coldly, raised his right hand to stop the demon warriors, and aimed at Queliu's arrow feathers. His body slid out of a strange arc and disappeared from the place.

He rushed towards an empty Queliu, but instantly felt flaming red demonic flames surrounding his body.

In this demonic flame, the rules of darkness are thick and dark.

Queliu was shocked. He didn't expect the disgusting-looking Beelzebub to actually touch the power of rules.

The power of rules is the Tianyan divine power of the East. To put it bluntly, with the addition of dark rules to this demonic flame, its power becomes unusual.

For example, the power to corrode the body and soul is incomparable.

But Liu didn't dare to neglect. On his body, the power of creation emerged. When the fleshy wings above him flapped, the huge ghost energy vibrated, forcing the demonic flames to be unable to get close.

In the thick ghost aura of Guimen Pass, Que Liu's body was faster, at least more than twice as fast.

Phew, Queliu's body was as fast as the wind. On the three prongs, the fire of the God of Creation emerged, piercing the demonic flames left in front of Beelzebub and stirring them up.

"Oh?" Beelzebub was surprised, but he didn't expect Liu to come so quickly.

Buzz, a dark divine light emerged, and a large dark shield in front of Beelzebub blocked Queliu's three-pronged fork.

"Boom," there was a loud noise, and the cunning Beelzebub, as if weightless, disappeared from where he was with the help of Queliu's stab, and distanced himself from Queliu.

"Black Bone Dragon, where are you? Your comrade Mr. Beelzebub needs help."

In the void, Beelzebub was floating, experienced and recited a long string of spells in the void.

"Huh," Queliu hurriedly vibrated his fleshy wings, trying to stab Beelzebub hard before the bone dragon came out.

"Ouch," at this moment, a dark skull dragon head burst out in front of Queliu, and with a long roar, it spurted out endless dragon breath.

"The Divine Fist of Samsara."

Que Liu's heart suddenly tightened, and the ghost energy burst out from his right fist, punching towards the dragon's breath.

The dark dragon's breath was scattered into the void by Que Liuyi's fist, and endless demonic flames scattered on the gray weeds in front of the ghost gate, instantly igniting these weeds and burning them into powder.

"rock."

Amid a sudden loud shout, a huge rock burst out of the void, and before Queliu's right fist could be withdrawn, it suddenly hit him.

There was a sudden shock in Queliu's ugly eyes. He was caught off guard, but there was no room for parry!

"Boom," there was a roar, but Liu De's gray figure flew into the void and hit the gate of hell hard.

"Oh, that's good. I didn't expect that the Demon Lord would have such a powerful lord under his command."

Suddenly a voice sounded in the void, and a blue fairy staff pressed firmly against Que Liu's retreating body, catching Que Liu firmly.

Beelzebub was stunned for a moment, looking at the tall man with ghostly aura, cyan skin, fiery red robe, cyan staff in his right hand, and the triangular divine seal in his left hand, and suddenly felt something bad in his heart.

"Bah ah," a green sheep cried softly under this ghostly man.

This bleating sound actually caused the bone dragon at Beelzebub's feet to stagger and almost fall into the void.

"Who are you?" Besib was suddenly shocked and looked at this person!

"Agni, the Ghost Emperor of the South."

This person speaks every word slowly and authentically.

"Tap, tap, tap," the ghost gate closed and there were sounds of footsteps. One after another, dark Rakshasa ghost warriors climbed onto the top of the city. There was no telling how many troops there were in the darkness.

"Come, let me see which one is more powerful, your magic wand or my magic wand."

The southern ghost emperor Agni sat down on the green sheep, stepped on the ghost energy of the ghost gate, and flew into the void at an extremely fast speed. A pair of huge sheep horns were aimed at the bone dragon, as if he was looking for the right angle to hit hard.

Bone dragon.

Beelzebub was slightly frightened in his heart, and shouted softly: "Is it okay not to fight?"

But the magic wand in his hand did not stop for a moment. Amidst the black divine light, black fire dragons roared towards Agni.

"You say no, but your body is very sincere."

The Ghost Emperor of the South, Agni said mockingly, waving the cyan staff in his hand, creating Suzakus and gray ghosts that rushed towards Beelzebub's fire dragon.

"Boom, boom, boom," endless explosions sounded in the void. In an instant, jet-black demonic flames and gray will-o'-wisps filled the white sky.

Outside the gate of hell, long white flags lit up black flames and gray will-o'-wisps, lighting up this black and white world.

"Oh, not bad!"

Agni seemed to have found a new toy, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she waved the blue fairy staff again.

"Roar," a huge turtle and snake appeared in the white void, and endless black water burst out from the body of the god where the turtle and snake intersected.

The spirit of Tianyan Xuanwu.

"Bah, bah, bah," Beelzebub's dark demonic flames were immediately extinguished.

"So powerful?" Beelzebub's heart suddenly sank.

"Who are you? Who are you and why are you here?" Du Xing, who suddenly stood above the city gate and was seriously injured, shouted angrily.

"Huh?" The Southern Ghost Emperor was also surprised and looked at the gate of hell.

At this time, within the gate of ghosts, mortal disciples with blue and white Taoist robes and yellow talismans appeared out of nowhere.

This sudden appearance of disciples is a bit unusual. There are about ten thousand disciples standing in the void. There are indeed a lot of them, and their realms are quite high. They are generally in the deification realm!

No wonder, Du Xing let out a horrified shout.

"You actually have reinforcements? And these reinforcements have already entered the gate of hell? How amazing is that?"
Chapter completed!