Chu Yan remembered that both his handsome father and his teacher had told him.

Something like that summoned by the gates of **** will one day occupy the nest.

Before that, his body had been occupied twice by the other party.

Although I don't know why, the other party only occupied for a short time.

But this has already shown that there is a huge hidden danger in his body.

This hidden danger can annihilate one's consciousness at any time and occupy his body.

When the three restraints in the body were destroyed, Chu Yan had developed a very strong sense of crisis.

He had no plans to use the gates of hell.

Because Chu Yan also didn't know whether these sucked souls had become the nutrients of the shadow in the gate of hell.

But facing such a large number of powerful souls, he had to use the gates of **** to deal with them.

This feeling, good drink to quench thirst.

Knowing that it was poison, he had to pour it down.

At this moment, the consciousness is gradually blurred, and Chu Yanxin's crisis is flourishing.

If the gates of Hell continue to be swallowed with impunity, will the dark shadows be forced to occupy their bodies simply because they are replenished with huge energy all at once?

What Chu Yan didn't know was that at the moment when his consciousness was blurred and his heart was struggling, the overwhelming soul had been swallowed up by the gate of hell.

This scene also shocked the bones.

If the corpse had skin and flesh now, it must have been full of hair and eyes wide.

It is a pity that now it is just a skeleton, so the limit of what it can do is to straighten each bone and open its mouth to the extreme.

With the recovery of memory, it has already remembered how painful and desperate it was when these souls devoured flesh and blood.

These dead souls are the evil spirits who have suppressed countless years.

And after swallowing the flesh and blood of this strong man, his character and strength have become even worse, becoming more vicious and powerful.

From the perspective of this skeleton, the two ants in the veins are probably unable to sustain even one breath.

The so-called six formations are just jokes.

But now, the truth is so humiliating.

This seemingly stormy small boat not only resisted the test of stormy waves, but also suppressed the stormy waves.

These are all the self-assertive guys who have never done it-although it was locked here at the time, just like the flesh of a sword, it can only be slaughtered by anyone.

The dark clouds that walked became thinner and fewer.

Ten goes to one, two, three, four ... until nine.

Seemingly endless souls, there are more than a handful of countless left at this moment.

And these more than a dozen are also these dead souls, those who have been around for the longest and the most ruthless.

With their instincts, they roared wildly and rushed towards the **** gate of hell.

In their eyes, this steel portal has long been crumbling.

As long as they hit hard, they can completely break it, and then devour the two fresh flesh behind the portal.

They can even feel that there is a mass filled with flavours that obsessed them.

Vigorous and delicious, it is the highest deliciousness on earth.

In fact, this is why this group of undead souls, like moths, rushes on and off, regardless of the consequences.

Unfortunately, these ghosts are not clear.

The gate of Hell is crumbling and tends to collapse, it is just appearance.

It now looks like a black hole, a black hole that can never be filled, and is eager for more influx of undead souls.

But the problem is that the gates of **** can still be devoured, and the words of maintaining the gates of **** have no way to persist at this moment.

His hands were covered with blood, and his consciousness was blurred.

The more souls swallowed by the gates of hell, the more drowsy his head was.

And Chu Yan also had a hunch, if all these dead souls were sucked in by the gate of hell.

It is really possible that it will become the last straw that crushes the camel.

Unfortunately, he was the camel that was crushed to death.

At this moment, Chu Yan has chosen to release his finger, whether it is for his own consciousness consideration or for the possible consequences.

With a bang, the gate of **** suddenly disappeared into its palm with the chain.

At the moment when the gate of **** disappeared, Chu Yan vaguely seemed to hear the unwilling roar behind the portal.

Why can't you stick with it!

Because I don't want to sacrifice myself to fatten you.

Chu Yan secretly said.

However, although the gate of **** has been retracted at this moment, the previous impact is still there.

Chu Yan at this moment, like a mortal who has not slept for several days, his head is swollen, his eyes are black, his body is shaking, and he may faint at any time.

Now he is completely supported by his own will.

Chu Yan could have been proud to be able to destroy the ghosts in this cave to such an extent.

You must know that it is impossible to achieve this level if you use all the power of Yun Aojiang.

But without destroying all undead souls, it is tantamount to the danger not yet being eliminated.

Even because of the state of the body at the moment, his situation is even more dangerous.

The whine sound, the remaining dozen dead souls have approached Chu Yan.

Feeling that Chu Yan was not right, Lin Miaoran already had a sword and raised his hand to cut it out.

The skeleton's open mouth remained closed.

Because it was very puzzled, why at this last moment, Chu Yan actually closed up that weird portal.

You know, he is only a step away from success and from hitting his own face.

"Aoyama empty rain sword!"

The dense Jianmang burst out, like a spring rain, impenetrable, hitting the soul of the dead soul, and instantly, the fluttering soul became a sieve.

But at the next moment, the undead soul turned into a reunion of flying ash, as if it had not been affected at all, and fluttered again.

The dark wind rolled, Lin Miaoran only felt the cold of his wrist, like the steel zhenci bone. For a moment, she even felt that she could hardly hold Qiushuijian.

Skeleton's mouth closed at this time, sneer: "It's useless, you're all right, you're dead."

"Shut your ... smelly mouth ..."

Chu Yan's voice sounded at this time.

Skeleton wants to say, I am a skeleton now, my mouth is leaking, how could it smell?

But he had not had time to speak, and saw Chu Yan protecting Lin Miaoran, while sweeping his right arm.

His hand seemed to be holding a broken sword.

"Are you crazy? Take a piece of torn copper ..."

The skeleton didn't finish talking, and I heard the scream of a heartbreaking lunge from the scratched ghost.

This time, its body did not turn into fly ash, but was like a torn cloth, one and two halves, and it could not condense.