The ghost looked him up and down, then glanced at Xia Yiqian who didn't want to care about this matter at all, and refused decisively, "The reason why the Ghost Gate is not opened is because they are afraid that if the Ghost Gate is opened, the souls of the dead in hell will come to the human world.

You are too weak now and can't deal with them at all.

If you want to open the Ghost Gate, then practice hard. When someone has the ability to open the Ghost Gate, the Ghost Gate will naturally open again."

After saying this, he left with his men without mercy.

Taoist Xuanyi had nothing to say about this answer, and didn't dare to say anything more. After all, it was indeed because they were weak.

But when he thought that the only person who could open the Ghost Gate was Xia Yiqian, whom he had always thought had a bad character, he became even more worried about the future of Taoism.

Is Taoism really going to decline completely?

After the group of human-shaped ghosts were taken away by the ghost officials, the shaking of the earth gradually stopped.

A huge black figure appeared in the air, wrapped in layers of fog, and rushed straight towards the Ghost Gate.

Everyone looked up in horror and found that the thing rushing towards them was none other than a huge black dragon.

Its body stretched for hundreds of meters as it wandered in the air. Its five huge claws ran back and forth in the air, and its long and thick whiskers fluttered on both sides of its cheeks.

Although he had the body of a dragon, he could speak human words from his mouth, "Xia Yiqian, I'll remember your kindness, and I'll repay you when I have the chance in my next life!

besides……"

He was halfway through his words when his gaze suddenly turned to Xia Yiqian. His huge dragon eyes narrowed slightly and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The head and body rushed into the ghost gate quickly, but the tail suddenly swung towards Xia Yiqian.

"Good things must be repaid, and grudges must be resolved! This is to repay you for the thousand-year-old grudge that has haunted me. We are now even!"

The dragon's brain and body had already entered the ghost gate, but the huge dragon's tail, wrapped in a strong evil spirit, slapped towards Xia Yiqian, as if it was saying that it would escape immediately after this blow.

"ah!!!"

The crowd, already pale with fear from this series of accidents, felt their hearts rise to their throats when they saw this scene, and couldn't help but scream.

By now, they had already guessed that Xia Yiqian was definitely not an ordinary person, but how could she be okay after being hit by such a big tail?!

Would he die instantly? That's the legendary dragon!!!

Xia Yiqian stood there very calmly. She raised her tender white hand and grabbed the dragon's tail without any hesitation and pulled it hard.

“Aa ...

The black dragon screamed in pain, and without even thinking of slapping Xia Yiqian with its tail, it quickly retracted into the ghost gate.

The ghost gate closed with a "bang" and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Xia Yiqian casually threw the few strands of dragon tail hair that she had grabbed from the black dragon's tail onto the ground with a cold expression.

They have known each other for a thousand years and he has never been able to defeat her. Why is he still so forgetful?

Once the gates of hell were cleared, the suspicious white fog in Qingyun Temple gradually dissipated, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Huang Yangyang turned with disgust and looked at Li Songtian, who had been hiding behind him like a quail since the ghost gate opened.

"Aren't you a master? Why are you hiding behind me when you come out of the ghost gate?"

He is the one who should hide!

Seeing that the gates of hell were at hand, Li Songtian breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and casually straightened his clothes.

When he looked at Huang Yangyang again, his mysterious look reappeared, and his tone even had a bit of immortal air.

"I see that you are weak, so I stand behind you to help you, so that you won't be blown into the ghost gate."

Huang Yangyang's expression was indescribable after hearing this. He was basically certain in his heart that this guy was just here to slack off and was not a master at all.

"I now believe that fortune tellers are liars.

It’s totally unbelievable!”

Li Songtian did not argue with Huang Yangyang that he was now a corpse driver, not a fortune teller under the overpass. The two had nothing to do with each other, so he just turned his eyes away.

Qingyun Temple finally became quiet. Everyone looked at Xia Yiqian with a mixture of admiration and fear, not daring to overstep their bounds in the slightest.

After experiencing what just happened, at this moment, no one present would doubt Xia Yiqian's level of metaphysics.

If they understood correctly, those people from Qingyun Theater who died five thousand years ago knew Xia Yiqian.

What on earth is this concept?!

This proves that Xia Yiqian is definitely over 5,000 years old! ! !