This time, Molie fell directly into the depths. The eyeball had already cracked on the ground.

Molie fell down like a huge stone falling into the frozen lake.

Crack!

The eyeball was not only penetrated, but also cracked like a spider web. It suddenly trembled violently.

A faint mournful wail could be heard from the blood-colored surroundings. It was like a dead soul hidden deep in the sea had been seriously injured. This voice was like the scream of millions or tens of millions of malicious ghosts who had been poured with oil and were tortured to death.

Molie fell into the depths of the eye.

At this time, he felt as if he had entered a sea of blood. But in this sea of blood, the vigor was only part of it. What was left was more gloomy Death Qi, towering resentment, despair, sadness, unwillingness, and anger. These were the things that existed the most in the Black-White Pagoda.

If it were other cultivators, they would be helpless in the face of these negative emotions and these grievances. But, what Molie wanted was these things. He even felt the negative emotions around him, like a wolf among sheep.

“The Gates of Hell!” Without any hesitation, Molie reached out and pulled.

The sound of chains being pulled came from his palm.

The next moment, as the green flame was pulled out of his palm, it was no longer the Netherworld Gate, but the Gates of Hell!

The one behind the Gates of Hell handed over the Gates of Hell to Molie when he left. It allowed Molie to use the Gates of Hell.

When the Gates of Hell came out, it was as if a ghost emperor had descended. All the souls here were small ghosts. All the small ghosts were immediately suppressed.

the depths of the void, as if it took root on the ground, and

the Gates of Hell. A

Molie’s eyes

of blood, and its whole body

exploded one after another. In

Hell. In other words, after the Gates of Hell absorbed the

was just a gateway. Molie entered once, but what he saw was only a part of it. But now, the Gates of Hell was finally

the Gates of Hell for Molie. Through the Gates of Hell, he could summon the evil spirits and fiend

rotten coffins exploding. The evil spirits and gods that came out of it had all

hell. The cultivators of the Real Immortal Realm could barely withstand these

, would be cut into pieces. They would turn

could summon evil

not only extremely powerful, but also exuded a strong smell of blood. After all, if he wanted to become a devil in hell and the king of ten thousand ghosts, there was

spirits and devil gods were not only in their hands, but every part of their bodies was full of extremely strong vigor. They were the combination of at least

Qi and blood

his bow and

arrow steadily hit the foreheads of every evil ghost and devil. These evil spirits and Fiengods were already affected by his

and were

hit them, the heads of the evil ghosts and the devil gods exploded. The blood in their bodies turned into streams of blood that shot up into

Crack!

rose and fell, looking extremely spectacular. The thick vigor turned this place into

Ancestral Fiend’s Essence Blood and devoured an entire sea of blood. Therefore, he was very familiar with the

Hell stopped calling, Molie flew above the Gates of Hell and

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