"Yuhao." Wang Dong had already reacted, but Huo Yuhao had completely disappeared. Thinking of the corpses that exploded earlier, Wang Dong felt his mind go blank.
The drastic changes happened so fast that no one had time to reflect.
Mr. Released his martial spirit.
I saw Mr. Xuan’s back suddenly arched, and his oil-stained rags burst instantly. The muscles in his back surged at an alarming speed. In the blink of an eye, the size of his entire body at least doubled. . The most bizarre thing is that a long spiral horn grows on both sides of his head. The moment he released his martial spirit, the air in the entire cave seemed to solidify.
Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red, nine soul rings rose instantly with dazzling brilliance. Mr. Xuan's messy hair turned completely brown, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the remaining bandits. Suddenly, an unparalleled terrifying momentum surged like a stormy sea. In an instant, there was an explosion again, but this time it was no longer a corpse explosion, but a real person explosion.
His right foot suddenly stepped on the ground, and immediately, a huge pit exploded. Xuan Lao's majestic body bent down, and his big palm-like hands dug at an astonishing speed. He disappeared into the ground in just a breath.
The thick fishy smell made Huo Yuhao's chest feel tight. His luck was really bad. The reason why the bandit leader, the Messenger of Death, chose him was to capture a hostage, and the other, more important reason was that the entrance to the tunnel was where Huo Yuhao had just occupied. This can be said to be an unforeseen disaster.
A chilly aura that gave people the feeling of arrogant fangs and claws crazily poured into Huo Yuhao's whole body from the front where he was caught. It was a cold feeling completely different from his ice attribute. It was cold and full of evil, with a billowing stench coming from it. It was as if countless venomous snakes were burrowing into his body.
The Death Messenger ran in the corridor at an astonishing speed. As he ran wildly, his palms continued to slap on the wall. Detonate the explosives he planted within the walls.
He can lead the Death Hand bandits across the Mingdou Mountains. It's not just his ability as an evil soul master. What's more important is that he is cautious. This is not the first time he has encountered a situation like today, but as long as he doesn't die. It won't be long before a new band of bandits will be brought back together.
Huo Yuhao did not resist. The danger he was in at this time was much greater than before. (This chapter was uploaded by a friend) But he calmed down instead. This trait is unique to the spiritual system. His mental power far exceeds that of ordinary people, allowing him to stay awake better than ordinary soul masters.
Huo Yuhao knew that the two white soul rings he showed earlier must have confused his opponent. Moreover, when the messenger of death took action, he himself did not resist at all. He was caught off guard and was indeed unable to resist. The enemy must have underestimated him, and this was his only chance to escape.
What to do? You may only have one chance, so don't act rashly. Therefore, Huo Yuhao just barely used his Xuantian Gong soul power to protect his internal organs. He resisted the evil soul power pouring into his body, but did not try to fight back. In fact, the strength of his opponent's soul power was far superior to his. It is not easy to resist.
"Brother Tianmeng. Ice Emperor, are you there?" Huo Yuhao called softly from the sea of spirit.
Tianmeng Bingsi's voice was very serious. "Yuhao, don't worry. We are also working on a solution. The Ice Emperor may temporarily take over the control of your body later. This time it is really a bit troublesome. This guy's soul power has a bloody quality. You can cultivate it yourself You are too different from him. If you use the power sealed in your body rashly, you must be mentally prepared.”
Huo Yuhao asked calmly: "In other words, it is not difficult to kill him. The key is whether I can bear it?"
Tianmeng Bingsi was silent for a moment and said: "The Ice Emperor's ability is very domineering. , we are afraid of hurting your spiritual origin."
Huo Yuhao took a deep breath and said: "Brother Tianmeng, Ice Emperor, you don't have to worry about me, kill him and avenge the dead people. Can't stay. He killed so many people, even senior Yao Haoxuan was killed by him."
"Okay, you are very brave. Don't worry, wait for the opportunity. It's a hit." Ice Emperor's cold voice contained a hint of appreciation. After saying this, she immediately fell silent again, obviously looking for weaknesses in her opponent.
At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded, "Big bug, little scorpion, since you are not sure. Then, let me do it. This is the breath of death, I am very familiar with it."
Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea also turned gray. Both Tianmeng Ice Silkworm and Ice Emperor felt a pressure that even they were afraid of. That is a completely different soul level from theirs.
"You are..."
The front suddenly became clear. The messenger of death had led Huo Yuhao out of the tunnel. The air suddenly became fresh, which immediately made Huo Yuhao feel refreshed.
However, just at the exit of the tunnel, there were twelve figures standing there quietly.
Seeing the Death Messenger emerge from the tunnel, the twelve people who seemed not even breathing immediately knelt down on one knee and saluted the Death Messenger respectfully.
"Get up, my corpse slaves. You stay here to break up the legacy of this messenger. We are in big trouble this time. That guy's aura is probably at the level of a titled Douluo. Hum, don't worry, there will be at most ten more Years later, even a titled Douluo can only bow before this envoy."
At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded, "I'm afraid you don't have ten years left."< br>
The messenger of death was stunned, quickly looked around, and shouted sternly: "Who is it, come out."
"I'm right here. Where else do you want me to go?" A strange and The pure breath of death suddenly surged from his left hand. Subconsciously, the Death Messenger let go and turned around to look. Suddenly he was shocked.
The person originally holding a dark green outfit with only two white soul rings in his hand suddenly emitted a brilliance that he couldn't believe.
Behind the mask, the originally light golden eyes turned into gray, a gray that was full of vicissitudes of life, as if it could see through everything in the world. What was even weirder was that a gray soul ring slowly rose from his feet. As the gray soul ring climbed upwards, it actually brought up a series of afterimages, making it impossible to tell whether it was one or more.
Looking at that layer of gray, the Death Messenger felt an inexplicable sense of suffocation and subconsciously took a step back.
"You, are you also an evil soul master?" the messenger of death said with a shocked look on his face. While running earlier, the cloak on his head had been lifted. Revealing a face like a skeleton. There seemed to be only a skin covering the face, and a pair of eyes that glowed with light green were full of shock.
"Evil Soul Master? What is that? I have never heard of it." The old voice was a bit surprised.
The messenger of Death snorted coldly and said: "Every evil soul master is a great being. I am the spokesperson of Death and the messenger of Death. You are obviously young, how dare you show up in front of this messenger? You are pretending to be a ghost. If you are really an evil soul master, you may have a chance to cooperate with me if you reveal your identity to this envoy. However, you must first tell me why your soul ring is gray."
"Messenger of death? How ridiculous. Although I can't remember most of the things before, I still vaguely remember that if I wanted to, I would have been the god of death. Just you, a person who just touched the edge of necromancy has sacrificed himself A flesh-and-blood corpse witch is worthy of being called the messenger of death? The ability of the god of death is to purify, not to conjure up corpses. It’s ridiculous that you don’t even have the chance to become a lich.”
The messenger of death was stunned for a moment when the old voice said, "What necromancy? What corpse witch? Lich? I am a great evil soul master. How dare you blaspheme the god of death, go to hell." "
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed forward, and the third soul ring on his body suddenly lit up, and the purple soul ring with a bit of black air spread instantly. The twelve people around him who exuded cold aura immediately moved and rushed toward Huo Yuhao like lightning.
"It's a very familiar smell. Although it's a little disgusting, I still feel a bit familiar." The old voice sighed, without moving his body, he just raised a finger.
A faint gray flame burned on his fingertips. Those who were turned into corpse slaves by the messenger of death only came within three meters of his body, and their bodies immediately trembled violently and stopped. .
The old voice said lightly: "Big insect, I want to borrow some of your seal power. Although I still can't remember the past, I have remembered my name. How dare a little corpse witch dare to I, the Holy God of the Undead and the Scourge of the Undead, are showing off this inferior undead magic in front of me. Then, let you play with fire."
As he spoke, the flames on his fingertips. Suddenly, the gray halo spread out, covering all twelve corpse slaves.
The bodies of the twelve corpse slaves began to stop shaking, and they slowly raised their heads one by one. It can be seen that their skin is the iron-gray color of the dead, and their eyes are even more hollow. The nails on both hands are extremely long and purple-black in color. The whole body still exudes a rotten smell.
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