"Yu Hao." Wang Dong had already reflected on this at this time, but Huo Yuhao had completely disappeared. Thinking of the corpses that had exploded before, Wang Dong felt his mind blank.

The upheaval came so quickly that no one had time to report it.

Old Xuan suddenly waved his sleeves and swept away everyone who rushed over, "Wang Yan, save people quickly. I'll save Huo Yuhao." As he said, Old Xuan released his martial soul in front of the students for the first time.

Old Xuan's back suddenly arched, and his ragged clothes covered with oil stains instantly cracked. The muscles on his back surged at an astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, the whole person's volume at least doubled. The most strange thing is that a long spiral horn grew on both sides of his head. The moment he released his martial soul, the air in the entire cave seemed to be solidified.

Two yellow, two purple, four black, one red, nine soul rings shone with dazzling light and instantly rose. Old Xuan's hair turned completely brown and yellow, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the remaining bandits. Suddenly, an unparalleled terrifying aura surged like a storm. In an instant, an explosion appeared 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 suddenly, a huge deep pit exploded. Old Xuan bent down and his big hands like a palm fan dug at an astonishing speed. He sank into the ground and disappeared in just breathing.

The strong fishy smell made Huo Yuhao's chest feel stuffy, and his luck was so bad. The reason why the bandit leader, the God of Death Messenger, chose him was one to capture a hostage, and the other more important reason was that the entrance to the tunnel was the position Huo Yuhao occupied just now. This can be said to be a disaster without any recklessness.

A cold and cold breath that gave people a feeling of twitching claws rushed into his whole body crazy from Huo Yuhao's grasped front. It was a coldness that was completely different from his ice attributes. It was cold and full of evil, and there was a stench coming. The cold and drying was like countless poisonous snakes drilling into his body.

The messenger of Death was running in the corridor at an astonishing speed, running wildly, his palms kept slapping on the wall, detonating the explosives he buried in the wall.

He was able to lead the bandits of Death Hand across the Ming Doushan Mountains, but not only relying on the skills of this evil soul master. More importantly, he was cautious and careful. It was not the first time he encountered such a situation today, but as long as he did not die, it would not take long for a brand new bandits to be brought back.

Huo Yuhao did not resist. At this time, the danger he was in was much more powerful than he had previously known, but he calmed down instead. This characteristic is exclusive to the spiritual system, and his mental power is far beyond ordinary people, which makes him more awake than ordinary soul masters.

Huo Yuhao knew that the two white soul rings he had shown must have confused the opponent. Moreover, when the God of Death Messenger took action, he himself did not resist at all. He was caught off guard and could not resist. The enemy must have underestimated him, and this was his only chance to escape.

What to do? There may be only one chance, so you must not act rashly. Therefore, Huo Yuhao only barely used his Xuantian Kung Soul Power to protect his internal organs and countered the evil soul power that poured into his body, but did not try to fight back. In fact, the opponent's soul power is also far above him, and it is not easy to resist.

"Brother Tianmeng, Ice Emperor, are you here?" Huo Yuhao called softly in the sea of ​​spirit.

Tianmeng Bing Silkworm's voice was very serious, "Yu Hao, don't be anxious. We are also trying to find a way. Ice Emperor may temporarily take over the control of your body. This time it is really troublesome. This guy's soul power has a bloody trait. Your own cultivation is too different from him. Using the power sealed in your body by rashly will probably hurt you. 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 Ice Silkworm 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, don't worry about me, kill him and avenge the dead. This bad guy must not be kept. He killed so many people, and even senior Yao Haoxuan was killed by him."

"Okay, you are very brave. I will do my best to protect you. Don't be anxious, wait for the opportunity, you must hit it with one blow." Ice Emperor's cold voice was a little admirable. After saying this, she immediately fell into silence, obviously looking for the opponent's flaws.

At this moment, the old voice suddenly rang out, "Big bug, little scorpion, since you are not sure, then let me come. This belongs to the breath of death, I am very familiar with it."

Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea also turned gray. Whether it was the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm or the Ice Emperor, they felt a pressure that even they were afraid of. It was a completely different level of souls from them.

"Who are you……"

The front suddenly became clear. The messenger of Death had already taken Huo Yuhao out of the tunnel. The air suddenly became fresh, which made Huo Yuhao feel refreshed.

However, at the exit of the tunnel, there were twelve figures standing there quietly.

Seeing the messenger of Death emerge from the tunnel, the twelve people who seemed to have no breath immediately fell to one knee and saluted respectfully to the messenger of Death.

"Get up, my corpse slaves. You stay for me to cut off my subordinates. This time I'm in big trouble. That guy's aura is probably at the level of the titled Douluo. Humph, don't worry, at most ten years, even the titled Douluo can only bow down in front of me."

At this moment, suddenly, an old voice sounded, "I'm afraid you haven't had ten years."

The messenger of Death was stunned, looked around quickly, and shouted loudly: "Who is it? Come out."

"I'm here. Where else do you want me to go?" A strange and pure aura of death suddenly surged from his left hand. Subconsciously, the messenger of Death let go and turned around and looked around. He was shocked.

The dark green outfit that was originally held in his hand, and the person with only two white soul rings suddenly emitted an incredible glow.

Behind the mask, the originally light golden eyes turned gray, a sense of vicissitudes, as if they could see through everything in the world. What's even more strange is that a circle of gray soul rings slowly rose from his feet. When the gray soul ring climbed upward, it actually brought a series of afterimages, making it impossible to see whether it was one or more.

Looking at the gray layer, the messenger of Death felt inexplicably suffocating and subconsciously took a step back.

"You, are you also an evil soul master?" The messenger of Death said in shock. While running, the cloak on his head had been lifted, revealing a skeleton-like face. There seemed to be only a film on his face, and his eyes emitting a light green light were full of shock.

"Evil Soul Master? What is that? I haven't heard it before." Cang's voice was a little surprised.

The messenger of Death snorted coldly and said, "Every evil soul master is a great existence. I am the spokesperson of the god of death and the messenger of the god of death. You are obviously not old enough to pretend to be a god in front of this messenger. If you are really an evil soul master, we may have a chance to cooperate with this messenger. However, you must first tell me why your soul ring is gray."

"The Messenger of Death? It's ridiculous. Although I can't remember most of the past, I still vaguely remember that if I thought, I was already the God of Death. Just because of you, a corpse witch who had just touched the edge of the undead spell, had already sacrificed his flesh and blood, and was worthy of being called the Messenger of Death? The ability of the God of Death is to purify, not to summon souls and corpses. You don't even have the possibility of becoming a lich, and you are still speaking shameless in front of me. It's ridiculous."

The messenger of the Death God was stunned by the old voice, "What undead spell? What corpse witch? Lich? I am the great evil soul master. How dare you blaspheme the God of Death, go to die."

While speaking, he raised his hand and pointed forward. The third soul ring on his body suddenly lit up, and the purple soul ring with a little black air spread instantly. The twelve people around him who exuded a cold air suddenly moved and pounced on Huo Yuhao like lightning.

"A very familiar breath, although it is a little disgusting, I still feel a little kind of intimate." The old voice sighed, his body did not move, but just raised a finger.

A faint gray flame burned on his fingertips. The people who were made corpse slaves by the messenger of the Death God only trembled violently as soon as they approached within three meters of his body.

The old voice said in a faint voice: "Big bug, I want to borrow some of the power of sealing you. Although I still can't remember the past, I have already remembered my name. A small corpse witch dared to show off such insane undead magic in front of my undead Holy Dharma God and the Undead Natural Scourge Electrolux. Then, let you play with fire**."

As he spoke, the flames on his fingertips suddenly flourished, and then the gray halo on his body suddenly spread out, covering all twelve corpses.

The bodies of the twelve corpse slaves began to stop trembling, and they slowly raised their heads. They could see that their skin was all iron gray that only dead people had, and their eyes were even more empty and unsightly. The nails of their hands were extremely long and appeared purple-black. The whole body also emitted a rotten stinking smell.

(To be continued)
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