Chapter 205 Call of Heaven, Gate of Hell

Li Mingyang's performance surprised everyone. Don't mention those who saw Li Mingyang for the first time, even Guo Yunshan and others, are now staring at him playing treasure in mid-air.

"Where on earth is this boy going to sing?" Yan Kuo clenched his chin and asked.

Guo Yunshan's expression was awkward and slightly speechless.

"He must be playing Yin." Xiao Zhuer said with a bad smile.

Outsiders may think that Li Mingyang is pretending to be crazy, but their party believes that Li Mingyang will never do this for no reason. They are very rational and do not come forward to dissuade them, but they all observe the surrounding situation more carefully. Once the other party is desperate to launch an attack, they still have to save Li Mingyang.

In mid-air, Li Mingyang looked calm, but in fact, he asked with a little hair in his heart, "Roar, are you sure it can really work this time?"

"Don't worry, just leave it to me. You can start taking action." The sound of the wheel passing the ticket came.

The corners of Li Mingyang's mouth twitched, and his expression suddenly became a little embarrassed, but in the end he gritted his teeth: "Fight, isn't it just a little more stupid?"

In full view of the public, Li Mingyang no longer shouted for the people of the Ning Palace to drop the flying sword, but suddenly began to make many strange movements in mid-air. At first, people thought it was a set of formulas, and Li Mingyang's mouth closed as if he were reading the formula to cooperate. But soon people found that it was wrong. The set of tips seemed to be wrong at all. What's more strange was that he began to use both hands and feet, and the formula in his mouth began to shout out, but everyone couldn't understand a word.

Looking at it, people think that Li Mingyang seems to be a jumping god standing on the flying sword.

The crowd was petrified again, and Yan Guang covered their faces with great sadness and said, "This boy wants to lose all our faces before he will give up, right?"

The wheel hid happily in the dark, pointed to the sky and said to Xie Bi'an, "Sure enough, there is the talent of a bitch. This * work has reached the essence."

"That's right. It's worthy of being the eldest brother's own disciple. It seems that he has got the eldest brother's true biography." Xie Bi'an subconsciously flattered.

Then...

" boss, let's start quickly." Xie Bi'an quickly turned around and began to open the war channel...

Yuntao has had enough of Li Mingyang's pretending to be crazy in mid-air. He is not a reckless person, so when he meets his opponent, he will subconsciously raise him to a height similar to his own. Normal people can't do such a thing at all. Li Mingyang's behavior is absolutely strange to him, but he didn't expect to wait for such a scene. They are here to kill people, not to watch the play.

After secretly holding the Lingqi and making sure that Li Mingyang seemed to have no backhand, Yun Tao conveyed the order: "Initiate a general attack."

More than 10,000 monks suddenly started, and the people around watched the battle retreat a lot again. Looking at the army of Ningwangfu rushing to Heyang City, and then looking at Li Mingyang, who is still jumping in mid-air, many people can't help sighing secretly: "It seems that they are exhausted."

But before many people finished speaking, they felt that the whole earth began to shake violently. The shock is too intense. It doesn't seem to be any monster attacking or a monk casting spells, but a faint feeling of a landslide and a natural disaster.

"What's the matter? Has anyone here been punished by heaven?" Everyone looked at each other in contemptability, and all the swords could be soared in an instant.

At this moment, the famous person suddenly shouted in mid-air: "The Call of Heaven."

"Call of Heaven? What is it? People who know Li Mingyang are confused, and Yan Kuo said worriedly, "It's over. This boy seems to be really crazy."

However, just when people were mocking or worried about Li Mingyang, the shaking of the earth intensified again. Finally, only heard a loud noise. The land at the foot of many monks in the Ningwang Mansion actually collapsed. For a moment, panicked and screams came one after another, and many Ning kings who had already set up a formation to attack. The monks were messy in an instant.

Yuntao was also shocked, but immediately sneered and said, "Well, it's too delusional to succeed in this level of battle."

The people brought by Yuntao can be called a well-trained team even if they are placed in the Central Plains. Even if the formation is suddenly messy, the people in Heyang City dare not charge over under such circumstances. He is confident that he will quickly turn the situation around.

The flag in his hand waved frequently, and Yuntao issued more than a dozen orders to try to integrate the team. However, the feedback he received on the flag made him put him in an ice cellar in an instant - more than a dozen orders were conveyed, but half of them did not respond!

This should never happen. Lingqi is not an ordinary magic weapon, but a high-level magic weapon refined for the cooperation of the battle array. It is impossible for the flag to be broken out of thin air without damage. Now that we can't receive feedback proves that those generals who should have been rewarded have been killed, at least seriously injured.

Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. Yun Tao kept urging Lingqi like crazy and ordered one to send one after another, but the feedback received began to weaken more and more.

At this time, Yuntao finally realized a problem. After the earth suddenly collapsed, there seemed to be too much dust suddenly, so that he could not see the specific situation of the collapsed place in his fivefold cultivation of the virtual spiritual realm!

At this moment, no one knows what happened in the collapsed place, and some flexible people have realized the biggest difference. Between the dust, their eyesight and hearing seem to have been affected, even their spiritual knowledge.

Suddenly, many people looked up at Li Mingyang in mid-air, causing all this because after he shouted "The Call of Heaven", but he found that Li Mingyang was now sitting on the flying sword, as if he were going to watch a good play.

In everyone's doubts, the dust and gravel in the center of the battlefield finally dissipated, but people saw an extremely scary scene.

"What?"

"What is that?"

"What the hell is that?"

"Are those things real?"

"How could this happen? How on earth did it do it?"

"Is it a real ghost city?"

"Is it really a punishment?"

For a while, people's mouths and heads have even been incongruous situations. Everyone is sighing and can't help sighing. In fact, their brains have been blank. With all their understanding of the world, they can't explain the current situation at all.

In a huge pit that collapsed, few tens of thousands of monks can escape now. In fact, after seeing the scene in front of them, everyone subconsciously withdrew further away.

Guo Yunshan and others had made some preparations after seeing Li Mingyang's behavior, but after seeing all this, their scalp was numb and they even wanted to retreat.

In front of everyone, in the deep pit that seems to be out of sight, there are countless real ghosts in it. No one can see how many real ghosts there are, but all the monks who fell into it are now entangled by a large number of real ghosts. Many people have disappeared, but those who are still alive are completely killed by the entanglement and devouring of countless real ghosts. As long as the monk fell into the deep pit, no one escaped alive, no matter what cultivation.

Yuntao and hundreds of monks around who narrowly escaped at the beginning of the chaos are now weak in their legs, and even some people have simply fallen on the flying sword. If the flying sword had not recognized the Lord, some of them would definitely fall down because they could not control the flying sword.

All this is too weird and cruel to the extreme.

That's 10,000 living monks, that's 10,000 well-trained monks, but at this time, these have lost their meaning.

Without and magnificent shouting, exquisite teamwork, and excellent generals with outstanding combat effectiveness, they seem to have fallen into a real hell. People watch nearly 10,000 monks being swallowed up by countless real ghosts. No one dares to come forward to rescue, and even some timid people have After escaping.

It's terrible. It's so terrible that people's scalp is numb when they think about it. Those who are still watching the battle have already lost their voice function, and gradually feel as if they are looking at a dream. All this has been so terrible that people don't want to believe that it really happened.

Li Mingyang was also stunned. Li Mingyang also didn't expect what happened in the deep pit. It's not that he didn't know everything prepared by the wheel, but before all this happened, Li Mingyang couldn't imagine that tens of thousands of real ghosts could attack together to such a terrible level. For a while, Li Mingyang was also a little afraid.

Yuntao no longer had the calmness and wisdom of the past. Seeing all his men buried in the abyss like hell, he had nothing to do and dared not make any more changes.

"Don't be in a daze, stinky boy. I'll help you finish the matter here. You can solve the next one by yourself. There are only a few hundred people left. You don't need me to help anymore." The sound of the wheel suddenly sounded, and Li Mingyang woke up that he was not an outsider watching the play, but the protagonist of the battle.

After the screams gradually faded and almost couldn't see the living people, Li Mingyang randomly made another trick and shouted loudly, "Gate of Hell, close."

As soon as this statement came out, the earth trembled amazingly again. After another strange dust, the earth slowly calmed down, and there was no movement in the terrible deep pit. Not only the real ghosts and monks disappeared, but also the bodies.

Looking at the empty underground abyss, the panic in everyone's eyes became deeper and stronger, and unconsciously, most of the people's legs were shaking.

Li Mingyang put away his excitement and stood on the flying sword and said proudly, "Are you still going to fight?"