"Yuhao."
Wang Dong had already reflected at this time, but Huo Yuhao had completely disappeared.
Thinking of the corpses that exploded earlier, Wang Dong only felt that his brain was blank.
The upheaval came so quickly that no one had time to react.
Xuan Lao suddenly waved his sleeves and swept away all the people who rushed over, "Wang Yan, hurry up and save people."
I'm going to save Huo Yuhao.
As he spoke, Xuan Lao released his martial soul in front of the students for the first time.
I saw that Xuan Lao's back suddenly arched, and his oil-stained rags burst in an instant, and his back muscles swelled at an alarming speed, and in the blink of an eye, the volume of the whole person increased at least doubled.
The most bizarre thing is that a long spiral horn grows on each side of his head.
The moment he released his martial spirit, the air in the entire cave seemed to freeze.
Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red, the nine soul rings shone with dazzling brilliance and rose instantly.
Xuan Lao's messy hair turned completely brown and yellow, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the remaining bandits.
Suddenly, an incomparable terrifying momentum surged away like a stormy wave.
In an instant, there was an explosion again, but this time it was no longer a corpse explosion, but a real explosion.
His right foot slammed into the ground, and suddenly, a huge pit exploded.
Xuan Lao's majestic body bent down, and a pair of big hands like a fan dug up at an astonishing speed, and his whole body disappeared into the ground just between breaths.
The thick fishy smell made Huo Yuhao's chest feel stuffy for a while, his luck was really bad.
The reason why the bandit leader Death Messenger chose him was to capture a hostage, and the other more important reason was that the entrance to the tunnel was the position occupied by Huo Yuhao just now.
He can be said to have done this without a reason.
A cold aura that gave people the feeling of opening their teeth and dancing claws frantically poured into his whole body from Huo Yuhao's grabbed placket.
It was a coldness that was completely different from his ice attributes.
It's cold and evil, and there's a billowing stench.
It was as if countless poisonous snakes were burrowing into his body.
The Reaper ran through the corridor at breakneck speed, his palms flapping against the walls as he ran, detonating the explosives he had buried in the walls.
He was able to lead the Hand of Death bandits across the Mingdou Mountain Range, not just by virtue of the ability of this evil soul master.
What's more, he's cautious.
It's not the first time he's faced with a situation like today, but, as long as he doesn't die, it won't be long before a whole new group of bandits will be brought back together.
Huo Yuhao didn't resist, the danger he was in at this time was much more powerful than he didn't know before, but he calmed down instead.
This trait is exclusive to the spirit system, and his own spiritual power far beyond ordinary people makes him more awake than ordinary soul masters.
Huo Yuhao knew that the two white soul rings he had displayed earlier must have confused his opponent.
Moreover, when this Death Messenger made a move, he himself did not resist at all, and he really couldn't resist when he was caught off guard.
The enemy must have underestimated him, and this was his only chance to escape.
There may only be one chance to do it, and you must not act rashly.
Therefore, Huo Yuhao just barely used his Xuantian Gong soul power to protect his internal organs and resist the evil soul power that poured into his body, but he didn't try to fight back.
In fact, the strength of the opponent's soul power is also far above him, and it is not easy to resist.
"Brother Tianmeng, Ice Emperor, are you there" Huo Yuhao called softly in the sea of spirits.
Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm's voice was very serious, "Yuhao, don't worry.
We're also looking for a way.
Later, the Ice Emperor may temporarily take over the control of your body, and this time it is really a bit of trouble.
This guy's soul power has a blood-filled quality.
Your own cultivation is too different from his.
If you use the power sealed by the Ice Emperor in your body, I am afraid that it will hurt you.
You have to be mentally prepared. ” Huo Yuhao asked very calmly: "In other words, it is not difficult to kill him, the key is whether I can bear it" The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm was silent for a moment and said, "The Ice Emperor's ability is very domineering, and 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."
This scoundrel must not stay.
He killed so many people, even Senior Yao Haoxuan was killed by him. ” "Well, you're brave.
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I will do everything in my power to protect you.
Don't rush, wait for the opportunity, you have to hit it with one hit.
The Ice Emperor was a little cold, and there was a bit of appreciation in his voice.
After saying this, she immediately fell silent again, obviously looking for the flaws of her opponent.
At this moment, the old man's voice suddenly sounded, "Big bugs, little scorpions, since you are not sure.
So, let the old man come.
It's the breath of death, and I'm familiar with it. ” Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea also turned gray, and both the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm and the Ice Emperor felt a kind of pressure that even they had to fear.
It was a very different level of soul from theirs.
"You are" The front suddenly opened up, and the messenger of death had already taken Huo Yuhao out of the tunnel, and the air suddenly became fresh, which immediately made Huo Yuhao's spirit refreshed.
However, at the exit of the tunnel, there were twelve figures standing silently.
Seeing the Death Messenger emerge from the tunnel, the twelve people who didn't even seem to be breathing immediately fell to one knee and respectfully saluted the Death Messenger.
"Get up, my corpse slaves.
You remain as the messenger of the Messenger.
This time I'm in big trouble.
That guy's breath is probably at the level of Title Douluo.
Hmph, don't worry, there will be another ten years at most, even if you are a Title Douluo, you can only bow down in front of this envoy. ” At this moment, suddenly, an old voice sounded, "I'm afraid you don't have ten years left." ” The Death Messenger was stunned for a moment, quickly looked around, and shouted: "Who is it, come out." ” "I'm right here.
Where are you going to let me go" A strange and pure aura of death suddenly surged from his left hand, and subconsciously, the Grim Reaper let go of his hand and turned around at the same time.
I was taken aback.
The person who was originally holding in his hand in a dark green outfit with only two white soul rings suddenly exuded an unbelievable brilliance.
Behind the mask, the originally pale golden eyes turned gray, a gray that was full of vicissitudes, as if he could see through everything in the world, and what was even more strange was that a gray soul ring slowly rose from under his feet.
When the gray soul ring climbed upward, it actually brought up a series of afterimages, making it impossible to see whether it was one or more.
Looking at that layer of gray, the Messenger of Death inexplicably felt a sense of suffocation, and subconsciously took a step back.
"You, you're also an evil soul master," the Grim Reaper said with a shocked expression.
Earlier, in the middle of running, the cloak on his head had been lifted.
A skeletal face was revealed.
There seemed to be only a film on his face, and his eyes that glowed pale green were full of shock.
"Evil Soul Master, I haven't heard of that."
The old man's voice was a little surprised.
The Messenger of Death snorted coldly and said, "Every Evil Soul Master is a great existence, and I am the spokesperson of the Grim Reaper, the messenger of the Grim Reaper.
You are clearly not very old, and you dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of this messenger.
If you are really a Soul Master, you may have a chance to cooperate with this messenger by revealing your identity.
But first, tell me why your soul ring is gray. ” "The Grim Reaper is ridiculous.
Although I can't remember most of the things I used to be, I still vaguely remember that if I wanted to, I would have been a Grim Reaper.
Just by you, a corpse witch who has just touched the edge of the necromancy and has sacrificed his own flesh and blood, and is also worthy of being called the messenger of death, the ability of the god of death is purification, not the ability to summon corpses.
You don't even have the possibility of becoming a lich, and you are still ashamed to speak in front of the old man.
It's ridiculous. ” The Grim Reaper's messenger was stunned by the old voice's words, "What necromancy, what corpse witch, I am a great evil soul master.
How dare you blaspheme death, go and die. ” 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 flow instantly spread.
The twelve people around him who exuded an icy aura suddenly moved, and pounced on Huo Yuhao like lightning.
"It's a familiar smell, and although it's a little disgusting, I still feel a little bit familiar."
The old voice sighed, and his body didn't move, but just raised a finger.
A faint gray flame burned on his fingertips, and those who had been turned into corpse slaves by the Death Messenger only approached within three meters of his body, and immediately their bodies trembled violently and stopped.
The old man's voice said lightly: "Big worm, I want to borrow a little of your sealing power."
I still can't remember the past, but I can remember my name.
A little corpse witch dares to show such undead magic in front of my Necromantic Saint God and Undead Scourge Electrolux.
Well, let you play with fire. ” As he spoke, the flames on his fingertips suddenly exploded, and then the gray aura on his body suddenly spread, enveloping all twelve corpse slaves.
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The bodies of the twelve corpse slaves began to stop trembling, and they slowly raised their heads one by one.
It can be seen that their skin is iron gray that only dead people have, and their eyes are even more hollow.
The fingernails are extraordinarily long and purple-black.
It still smells of decay all over its body.
To be continued: