Tang Zheng was right, the mica war puppet couldn't solve so many ghosts alone. Thousands of ghosts enter through the Gates of the Underworld, stacked in the space behind the stone wall. They are constantly blocked and come to the battlefield, wave after wave, as if they are endless.

Even with the strength of the mica war puppet, after harvesting a large number of ghosts, the energy gradually could not support it. You must know that during this time, the mica war puppet has destroyed tens of thousands of ghost creatures, including hundreds of ghost generals and a ghost king.

Tang Zheng asked the war puppet to retreat and recover, and was connected by the Cangyun Holy Fire.

A sea of fire filled the entire space, and the ghosts almost rushed to death one by one.

Despite this, a large number of ghosts still rushed out from behind the stone wall.

The howling yin wind continued to sweep, bringing a large area of cold and cold air.

These cold qi continued to accumulate, impacting the Cangyun Holy Fire, like the fusion of water and fire. Although each time, the cold was extinguished by the holy fire, but more cold still came in a steady stream. Gradually, even the Cangyun Holy Flame was a little unable to resist the enemy, and the light of the flame weakened significantly.

Seeing this situation, Tang Zheng took back the Cangyun Holy Flame and replaced it with a flesh and blood grinding disc to meet the enemy.

The blood-colored smoke defied the cold, forming a terrifying blood-colored world in this space, and any ghosts that rushed into the smoke cloud would be twisted into powder by the flesh grinder.

However, the flesh grinding disc also faced a problem, that is, the ghost thing had no flesh and blood to devour, and it was unable to absorb blood to restore its strength.

Gradually, even the flesh grinding disc couldn't resist it, and it was Yi Yi who came into play.

The little girl's Kira Tianori and the black sin have become the main force to resist the ghosts, but the group attack ability of the Kira Tendo is still weaker in front of the huge sea of ghosts, as for the black sin ...... It clearly lacks interest in ghosts.

When Yiyi couldn't support it, Tang Zheng took action himself.

However, just like what I have encountered, in the face of the tide of ghosts, the strong physical body and hand-to-hand combat ability are of little significance. No matter how strong the power of the fist is, one punch is to kill one. No matter how high the physical defense is, it can't block the damage at the soul level. What really depends on the doppelganger's magic cultivation power, but in front of a large number of ghosts, the mana will gradually be insufficient.

Fortunately, after surviving five rounds, the battle golem has recovered some of its energy and can fight again.

The battle continued in a strange way, at first Tang Zheng was afraid that there were not enough ghosts, but with round after round of crazy killing, the ghosts did not decrease at all, and Tang Zheng's worries had changed from not enough ghosts to kill to wonder why these guys hadn't died yet?

The more he continued to kill, the more Tang Zheng felt wrong.

This thing has already started to be abnormal, so many ghosts, no matter how big the space behind it is, it shouldn't be able to fit it, right? Why is it still so endless?

Could it be ......

An answer came to Tang Zheng's mind: the gate of the underworld was not closed.

This may be the real reason for the incessant ghostly life.

Although Liu Yunshan swore that the Gate of the Underworld would never last, judging from the current situation, I was afraid that they were wrong.

Something must have happened to make the Gate of the Underworld persist until now.

It's also a shame that I came down to find out this, if I let the ghosts gather into a real tide and rush out of the ground in one go, I'm afraid it will be a huge blow to the entire Qingyun Realm.

Since he guessed the truth that there might be a zài behind the stone wall, Tang Zheng no longer held on to the location, and after a round of fighting, he directly used the powerful physical power of the body to blast at the stone wall.

At the same time as a large hole was blasted into the stone wall, the ferocious impact also set off a loud echo in the confined space underground, and large pieces of rubble fell one after another, so that a rain of stones fell in the space below.

When you step into the world behind the stone wall, you can see that there are densely packed ghosts everywhere.

Above the space, the gate made of white bone hung in the air.

As Tang Zheng expected, it was not destroyed, but still existed, and a large number of ghosts were pouring out from inside the door from time to time.

Around the Gate of Bones, there was a large area of dark green vines.

These vines were wrapped around the door, their roots piercing into the void, as if they were rooted in the void, firmly holding the gates of the underworld in place.

Seeing these vines, Tang Zheng knew why the Gate of the Underworld hadn't disappeared.

Yin withered vine, the advanced thing of yin withered grass.

The biggest characteristic of this kind of plant between the virtual and the real is that it stabilizes the space, so it is an indispensable main material for the ultra-long-distance teleportation array. The effect of the shade withered vine is stronger than that of the shade withered grass, and the use is more extensive. Since they themselves are substances with spatial properties, they can even be used to study and master the power of space. It is precisely for this reason that when it is entangled in the gate of the underworld, it will let this ghost gate that should have disappeared a long time ago continue to exist.

Tang Zheng originally only planned to get some Yin Withered Grass, but he didn't expect to see such a large area of Yin Withered Vine directly.

"I knew I was lucky. Looking at the withered vines on the door, Tang Zai muttered.

Now that he saw the real thing, Tang Zheng was simply unkind, and the Cangyun Holy Fire and the mica war puppet poured out together, and began to clean up the ghosts in the entire space.

Tang Tribulation itself even rushed straight into the air, grabbing at the withered grass on the gate of the underworld.

Those ghosts are not all without intelligence, and when they realize what Tang Tribulation is going to do, a large number of ghosts will roar up to intercept Tang Tribulation from the air. However, Tang Tribulation could not be stopped by them, and they rumbled straight over, knocking all the ghosts into the air.

Just as he was approaching the gate of the underworld, two ghost kings suddenly appeared.

Tang Zheng knew that the strength of these ghost kings was stronger than that of the demon king, and he didn't say much, he fought with both hands, and the strange long war knife reappeared, and he had already cut down the ghost king headed by him.

Ten Blades!

This time, the Ten Absolute Killing Blades, Tang Zheng only had two-headed and four-armed supernatural powers, and there was no blessing of the Cangyun Holy Fire, despite this, when the surging gray-black brilliance slashed at the Ghost King's Xuanxi heavy sword, it still cut through it like a devastating slash, and fell on the Ghost King, cutting open the Ghost King's body like cutting butter. After the surging power poured in, there was a bang, and the soul fire in the ghost king's body had been completely destroyed by Tang Zheng's blow, and it turned into black smoke and dissipated in a terrible scream.

Killing a ghost king with one blow, this time it is no longer with the power of the sword spirit, let alone the power of the demon destroying fist, but the strength that really belongs to Tang Zheng himself.

This blow also truly established the invincible status below the Tang Tribulation Purple Mansion.

In the face of this blow, even the remaining ghost king was frightened, and he didn't dare to step forward for a while.

Tang Zheng didn't bother to pay attention to it, he flew straight to the gate of the underworld, grabbed the Yin withered vine and pulled it, and saw a large piece of Yin withered vine emerge from the void, as if pulling a radish from the mud, and brought out a large section. There was also black sap dripping from the roots of the withered vines, drop by drop, and each drop that fell, dotted out watery ripples in the air.

"Hell Yellow Spring!" Tang Zheng was overjoyed.

The Yellow Spring of Hell is the so-called River Styx, which is said to be the mother river of the underworld and has the ability to communicate with the underworld. Whenever a person dies, he falls into the underworld from this river, and because of this, the River Styx itself is a river with the power of supreme space. The reason why the Yin Withered Vine has a spatial magic effect is because it grows in the River Styx.

The Yin Vine that Tang Zheng was grasping at the moment seemed to have broken through the void and bound the Hades Gate, but in fact, its roots were still in the River Styx. This Hell Yellow Spring is the soil on which it grows, and it was brought out by Tang Zhengyi.

This thing is of the same origin as the yellow spring water obtained after killing the ghost general. However, after the Yellow Spring Water transformed into a ghost, it lost its spatial characteristics and could only be preserved as a thing of the most yin and cold. Something like this, which is not incarnated, is the real divine thing.

Therefore, when Tang Zheng saw it, he hurriedly took out the jade bottle and collected all the juice on the root, and in a blink of an eye, he received a small bottle.

As soon as the withered vine was lost, the gate of the underworld immediately flashed with a violent light, and it looked like it was crumbling.

At the same time, there was a sudden roar from behind the door.

It was as if there was something extremely terrifying behind that door, and this roar shook Tang Zheng and made him dizzy.

Tang Zheng knew that it was not good, just a roar could make himself like this, that door is not easy to deal with, and even the appearance of this yin withered vine may not be a coincidence, but it may be that the door behind the door is something that was done by himself, but he was unintentionally destroyed.

Thinking of this, a trace of extreme uneasiness suddenly arose in his heart, Tang Zheng knew that it was not good, and flew back.

I saw that the gate of the underworld suddenly shone brightly, and a gloomy ghost hand had poked out from behind the door, and grabbed Tang Zheng is way.

Tang Zheng roared, grabbed the battle blade with his four arms and slashed it violently, and another ten killing blades slashed out.

This transcendent blow, which would even be traumatized by the Purple Mansion in its infancy, slashed at that ghost hand, as if it had been slashed on a piece of eternal thousand-year-old ice, and a brilliant spark was struck. I saw that the bone hand was only cut out of a crack under Tang Zheng's full force. All additional attacks are ineffective, and the indestructibility of the Emperor Blade is greatly reduced, and even the power of destroying Miè can't destroy this ghost hand.

This scene made Tang Zheng shocked in his heart, how strong does this ghost hand master have to be?

Still, the blow sent an earth-shattering roar from the owner behind the ghost hand.

This roar shook Tang Zheng's heart, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood and fly backwards.

The ghost hand is open, and he has continued to grab Tang Zheng.

Seeing that ghost hand chasing after him, Tang Zheng stretched out his arms behind his back, grabbed a ghost king and threw it forward violently.

The ghost king was caught off guard and was thrown by him at once, and was being caught by the ghost hand.

The next moment, the ghost hand pinched, and the ghost king was pinched and exploded.

As if sensing that it was not the target he had captured, the ghost hand continued to chase after Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng continued to retreat, throwing his arms continuously, and he had already grabbed one ghost soldier after another to prevent disasters for himself. That ghost hand is incomparably strong, pinching one by one, pinching and exploding, but the speed of chasing Tang Zheng is getting faster and faster.

In this limited space, it was becoming more and more difficult for Tang Zheng to escape this ghost hand.

"Give me back the Yin Withered Vine!" a thought sounded in Tang Zheng's mind, accompanied by an aura filled with brutal cold and devouring darkness.

Tang Zheng knew that this was the idea sent by the door behind the store, but he ignored it and just tried his best to dodge.

The door behind the door became more and more angry, and the ghost hand swept over, and at the same time, the thought in Tang Zai's mind rose again: "Destroy my plan, you have to die!"

As he spoke, he slapped his palm, and an astonishing wave was shaken.

Under this trend, all the ghosts were directly turned into powder, and Tang Zheng was saved to kill them. In the midst of this hurricane, Yiyi's scream was shocked and flew up, but fortunately, the mica golem jumped up in time to protect Yiyi with his body.

At the same time, Tang Zheng was also immobilized by this terrifying hurricane.

The terrifying ghost hand has been caught again: "Die!"

At the critical moment, Tang Zheng smiled slightly: "Yes?

The figure flashed, and the chaotic wind was launched, and Tang Zheng dodged this catch, but appeared directly above the gate of the underworld.

The battle knife in his hand is tired

It's another Ten Killer Blade.

This time, it was directly slashed at the gate of the underworld.

After losing the Yin Withered Vine, the Gate of the Underworld was already in a state of swaying and could disappear at any time, and at this moment, when it was attacked by Tang Tribulation, it immediately burst out with a large amount of colored light.

"No!" Cunzài behind the door let out an angry roar, trying to withdraw his arm.

It's still too late, though.

At the same time as an astonishing flame of light erupted, the gate of the underworld collapsed.

With the collapse of the Gate of the Underworld, the spatial passage it supported began to shrink rapidly, like a circle, shrinking towards the most central point, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. At the same time, it was the ghost hand that had not yet been withdrawn, and when the spatial passage disappeared, it only retracted half of its arm, and it broke with the closure of the spatial passage.

A huge, pale skeletal palm fell from the sky.