Douluo ice demon Yuhao

Huo Yuhao slowly climbed onto the high altar, and with every step he took, the chill in his eyes deepened.

Walk all the way to the top of the altar, in front of Fengling holding a flag.

"The Holy Son has returned." Fengling waved the flag in her hand, her voice obviously much more excited than before.

"Holy Son, please look at the holy objects passed down by the Holy Emperor and tell the Holy Emperor your existence."

As she spoke, she waved her flag and pointed at an obelisk-like object in the middle of the altar.

Feeling the strong fluctuations of soul power on the obelisk, Huo Yuhao fell into deep thought.

The Holy Spirit Church doesn’t think he didn’t see it...

This is clearly an eighth-level soul tool. If you insist on claiming it to be a sacred object passed down by the Holy Emperor, do these Holy Spirit Church leaders believe it?

"What should I do?" Huo Yuhao asked with a smile.

Fengling replied: "Holy Son, please be patient and wait for the Holy Emperor to pass down his decree."

Huo Yuhao waited quietly.

The thick soul power fluctuations on this obelisk actually came from the second terrifying aura, indicating that that person was using it.

"What a terrifying aura, and the control over mental and soul power is so strong. There is such a strong person among humans." The Ice Emperor said coldly.

The Snow Emperor's expression was solemn and he asked: "This is an extremely strong mental restriction. Although it is not easy to exert a restriction that can control people, if you are just controlled by others, wouldn't you be wearing shackles yourself?"

"Electrolux, do you really believe that Yuhao can ignore that restriction?"

Electrolux said: "Actually, strictly speaking, this so-called prohibition should be a curse."

"curse?"

"That's right." Electrolux's voice carried a confident smile, "Undead magic is divided into five categories, and what I am best at is the two categories of curses and summons."

"This curse is not clever. I saw that everyone present, except for a few strong people, such as the deputy leader in front of me and the powerful aura you have seen, almost everyone has been cast by the same curse.

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"Have even those Titled Douluo elders been cursed?" The Ice Emperor was slightly stunned and said with some surprise.

Electrolux nodded: "But if you want to cast a curse on so many powerful people, that person is far from being able to completely control them, and she can only induce it in a fixed way."

"It should be that these people have made some kind of betrayal of the Holy Spirit Religion. For example, if they tell the location of the headquarters, the curse in their bodies will be triggered, causing them to explode and die."

"At the same time, all those who have been cursed will be subtly brainwashed and eventually become fanatical believers of this Holy Spirit Religion."

The Snow Emperor frowned and said, "I don't quite understand the curse you are talking about, but if you want to break it, I'm afraid your cultivation level must be higher than that of that human being, right?"

Ice Emperor knocked Tianmeng next to him on the head and asked: "Can you forcefully crack it with your mental power?"

"Hmm...I'm not sure..." Tianmeng hesitated.

Ice Emperor raised his eyebrows: "Then it's impossible?"

"Um……"

Electrolux chuckled and shook his head: "You don't need our help, just trust Yu Hao. If there is a sudden burst of too strong mental power, it might attract that person's attention."

While they were talking in the sea of ​​​​spirits, the eighth-level soul guidance device, the cursed obelisk, also began to operate.

A strong wave of energy burst out from the obelisk, shooting towards Huo Yuhao like an invisible arrow.

Huo Yuhao held his breath and concentrated, ready to respond at any time.

This is an energy wave that perfectly blends mental power and soul power, indicating that the master who uses it has unfathomable strength.

This also confirms Huo Yuhao's idea that after mental power and soul power are perfectly integrated, using a soul guide can also be accompanied by powerful mental attacks.

"coming!"

Huo Yuhao's expression changed. When the invisible spiritual arrow touched him, it transformed into a layer of cloth that wrapped around him, trying to penetrate into his spiritual sea.

His strong and strong spiritual defense was ineffective in the face of this curse, and he could only watch it erode his spiritual sea.

But Huo Yuhao would not sit still and wait for death. Waves of soul power burst out, and a cold air dispersed from his body.

Deputy leader Fengling didn't think there was anything wrong. The process of going through the spiritual ascension ceremony would be more or less painful, and almost everyone would instinctively release martial arts and soul skills.

But the Holy Son in front of her did not scream like the previous Holy Servants, which made the admiration in her eyes even stronger.

With the character of the Holy Son, he will surely become a powerful evil soul master and the next leader of the Holy Spirit Religion.

But she was also wondering, there seemed to be something wrong with the Holy Son's current state. What was going on?

Huo Yuhao just stood upright on the high altar, covering most of his face with his right hand, and said nothing.

In fact, Huo Yuhao was not conscious at this moment because he used his own martial soul fusion skill - Soul Freeze - on himself.

By sealing one's own spirit and soul, one can avoid the current mental attacks against oneself.

The process of soul freezing only lasted a moment, and a hint of cold air was inevitably produced. However, this cold air seemed to be mistaken by Fengling as the sinister air that might belong to the Holy Law God of the Dead, and no abnormality was noticed.

At this moment, in the frozen plane, there is an extremely strange scene.

Above the clear sky, in a corner, a thin layer of black-red mist was covered at some point.

The black-red mist was spreading rapidly, threatening to pollute the sea of ​​spirits. But just when this momentum was about to pick up, the entire frozen plane suddenly came to a halt.

Wind, snow, fog... everything in the frozen plane seemed to be frozen. The black-red mist did not expand at all.

The Ice Emperor and the Snow Emperor stood on the ice field, looking up at the black-red mist with solemn expressions. Tianmeng also had a worried look on his face, and only Electrolux showed a relaxed smile.

"Big bug, little scorpion, snow girl, don't worry, I am an expert at playing curses. Yuhao has perfectly avoided this curse."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He stretched out his staff and began to sing in a low voice.

Although the curse was completely broken, he needed to make some preparations in order to hide the powerful aura and avoid being suspected.

In the square, all the evil soul masters were quietly looking up at Huo Yuhao and Fengling on the high platform, waiting for the upcoming spirit welcoming ceremony after the spirit ascension ceremony.

They had only heard that the Holy Spirit Cult had welcomed its own Holy Son not long ago. For these fanatical evil soul masters, their hearts were full of admiration and longing.

But there are also people who have different ideas.

In the front row closest to the high altar, beside several elders, stood several extremely young evil soul masters. They did not wear hats or cloaks, and showed their faces.

Being able to stand next to the elders in the front row shows that their status is not low.

Several young evil soul masters are less than twenty years old, but their cultivation has reached at least the Soul Emperor level, and the handsome young man leading them has reached the terrifying Soul Saint level.

His name is Yan Feng, and his cultivation is not the result of taking drugs. Even among the evil soul masters, his talents are among the best.

At this moment, he was staring at Huo Yuhao on the altar with a malicious look.

As the strongest among the younger generation of the Holy Spirit Religion, he broke through to Soul Saint at the age of less than twenty years old. He has been coveting the position of Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Religion for a long time.

Yanfeng's cultivation is the strongest among the younger generation. He is the most promising evil soul master and the best candidate for the Holy Son. In the future, he will definitely be able to break through the Super Douluo and become the next leader of the Holy Spirit Sect.

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But now, the Holy Religion has issued a notice and found the Holy Son who can lead the Holy Religion to great prosperity, which greatly puzzles Yanfeng.

When I saw Huo Yuhao in person today, his already cold eyes became even more aggressive.

Huo Yuhao's cultivation level was no higher than that of the Soul Emperor, so how could he be more qualified to be the Holy Son than himself?

What's more, since my martial soul is still such a powerful bone dragon, why can't I become the Holy Son, and why should I give the position of Holy Son and future leader to that guy who suddenly appears?

What ability does he have?

Yanfeng looked at the altar, his eyes becoming more and more gloomy, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.

On the altar, Huo Yuhao quickly regained consciousness.

Under the influence of soul freezing, he directly crossed an unknown length of time and came to the current point in time.

From his perspective, the power of the curse was still trying to invade his spiritual sea just now, and the next second, the power of the curse had disappeared without a trace.

The corners of Huo Yuhao's mouth curled up slightly. He knew that he had successfully escaped the restriction from the mysterious powerful man.

Tianmeng's happy voice came from the sea of ​​​​spirits: "Yuhao, have you really broken the curse?"

Huo Yuhao responded with a smile.

"Child, I used the power of the curse to help you forge a cursed aura, so as not to arouse that person's suspicion."

Electrolux reminded: "You must remember in the future that although there are no restrictions on you, you must not expose it."

"That's natural." Huo Yuhao nodded.

He looked at Fengling, the deputy leader in front of him, and asked with a smile: "Deputy leader, is the ascension ceremony over now?"

When Fengling saw that Huo Yuhao had returned to normal, she happily announced to the people below: "The spirit-ascension ceremony has ended. The spirit-welcoming ceremony will be held below."

"The person standing in front of you is the Holy Son who possesses the power of the Holy Emperor. The Holy Son has appeared, and the Holy Religion will surely flourish."

A group of evil soul masters echoed: "The Holy Son has appeared, and the Holy Religion will surely flourish."

Huo Yuhao stood on the high altar, his cold and contemptuous eyes sweeping over the evil soul masters.

How could these believers of the Holy Spirit Church think that their Holy Son was silently thinking in his heart about how to destroy them.

At this moment, a voice came from below the altar: "Lord Holy Son, I want to experience your holy power."

Huo Yuhao cast his gaze over. He was a somewhat handsome young man, but there was an air of coldness about him that could not be hidden.

Fengling stood on the high platform and scolded the young man: "You must not be rude to the Holy Son."

He spoke loudly and loudly: "I am not rude to Lord Holy Son, I really want to appreciate Lord Holy Son's holy power."

Fengling frowned, but soon relaxed.

This welcoming ceremony was a bit hasty. It was the first time that the Son appeared in front of all the saints. Many people just followed and praised the greatness of the Son, but actually knew nothing about him.

She and a few elders were the only ones who had witnessed Huo Yuhao's abilities. The purpose of this welcoming ceremony was to let everyone admire the holy power with their own eyes.

However, as Yan Feng, who is the first among the young evil soul masters, personally proposed to receive the Holy Power, he may have some competitiveness in him.

It's said that it's about receiving the holy power, but it's actually just a competition.

After Fengling thought briefly, she was about to speak when she heard another voice coming from below.

"Xiao Feng, let Yan Feng compete with the Holy Son, so that everyone can admire the Holy Son's holy power."

The person who can call Fengling so affectionately is the current leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, Zhong Liwu. At the same time, he is also the husband of the deputy leader Fengling.

Fengling nodded slightly and said, "Yanfeng, come up."

She didn't even ask Huo Yuhao if he agreed to fight. This battle was inevitable.

She knew that Yanfeng had already broken through to Soul Saint, and Huo Yuhao was in the early stage of Soul Emperor.

The Soul Saint and the Soul Emperor are a watershed. Breaking through the Soul Saint, with the seventh soul skill Wuhun Avatar, the strength will usher in a qualitative leap. Huo Yuhao may not be his opponent, but Fengling did not refuse this

fight.

Evil soul masters are the group that most believe in the strong. If they want to convince the public, only strength is everything.

Moreover, she also wanted to see what Huo Yuhao's strength was.

She took away the cursed obelisk that held the spirit ascension ceremony, and the original altar suddenly turned into a spirit fighting arena.

The venue is not large, so the battle becomes more intense and cruel.

Yanfeng strode up the steps, his sinister eyes always looking at Huo Yuhao on the high altar.

Huo Yuhao could clearly feel the hostility in his eyes.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In a few steps, Yan Feng climbed onto the high altar and stood on both sides of the high altar with Huo Yuhao.

The distance between the two is only ten meters, and once the battle begins, they will be in close combat in the blink of an eye.

"In this welcoming ceremony, the Holy Son will personally demonstrate the Holy Power belonging to the Holy Emperor."

The phoenix flew high and hung above the altar.

She won't interfere too much in this fight.

A group of evil soul masters stretched out their necks and raised their heads in the square. A pair of strange eyes were exposed under their hats and cloaks, staring at the high altar.

Under the high altar, the eyes of the elders and leader Zhong Liwu were also full of curiosity. The eight elders and the twelve were worshiped by not many people, only five or six.

According to Fengling, the Holy Son she found has powerful power to control souls and the undead. He will definitely become the king of evil soul masters in the future and lead the Holy Spirit Cult to rule the world.

But what they heard was false. Zhong Liwu and other elders could not imagine what kind of power it was until they saw it with their own eyes.

Now the challenge of Yanfeng is an excellent opportunity.

Zhong Liwu asked: "Great Elder, Yan Feng is your disciple. Who do you think has a better chance of winning in the battle between him and the Holy Son?"

The Great Elder is a bald old man. His face is dry, his eye sockets are sunken, his skin seems to be attached to the bones, and his whole person is like a skeleton.

He said solemnly: "I am very confident in Yan Feng's strength. He is definitely the most talented young evil soul master in my teaching. He will definitely break through to Super Douluo in the future."

"As for the Holy Son, I don't know much about his abilities yet, but the deputy leader has given him such a high evaluation, which means there must be something unique about him."

Vague words mean nothing is said.

The third elder on the side interjected: "Reporting to the leader, I have personally seen the holy power of the Holy Son to control the soul. This power is even worse than that of the supreme leader."

Zhong Liwu couldn't help but his eyes lit up: "Is this true?"

"Seriously!" the third elder affirmed.

Zhong Liwu looked at the high altar again, his eyes burning.

Not only him, there were two figures in the sky obscured by night, who had been quietly looking down at the altar.

It is Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao, the two ultimate Douluo.

Ye Xishui said calmly: "I wonder what kind of special power the Holy Son has that Xiaofeng takes so seriously."

Long Xiaoyao was indifferent to the fight below, squinting his eyes and standing in the air with his hands behind his back.

He had no interest in the development of the Holy Spirit Religion and was simply accompanying Ye Xishui.

"Is it going to be dawn?"

Long Xiaoyao, who had a dark attribute, was very sensitive to the changes in light coming from the sky, but didn't think much about it. He just had a dark attribute, but he couldn't see the light.

But he didn't notice that Ye Xishui beside him looked up at the sky that was about to turn white with some melancholy.

On the high altar, Yanfeng asked in a cold voice: "Dare you ask the name of the Holy Son?"

Huo Yuhao laughed evilly and said, "From now on, it's enough to address me as the Holy Son. Why do I need to know the taboo of my name?"

Yan Feng's already gloomy expression became even more ugly. He shouted loudly, and an icy blue halo suddenly lit up under his feet.

Two yellow, two purple, and three black, a total of seven soul rings rose up at his feet. He was clearly a soul saint.

With the appearance of the soul ring, the ice-blue aura continued to expand outward in circles. At the same time, ice-blue dragon scales appeared on his body, and Yanfeng's already sinister eyes became sharper, with a wave of

The cold air spread rapidly on the high altar.

"hold head high--"

Accompanied by a burst of dragon roar, an icy blue beam containing strong ice evil power shot straight towards Huo Yuhao.

As soon as he released his martial spirit, Huo Yuhao's eyes instantly turned cold.

It was not because he was afraid of the other party, but because the other party's martial spirit had an attribute that he was most familiar with.

Ice properties.

Of course he is not afraid of the ice attribute. What he is least afraid of is the ice attribute opponent. He has the ultimate ice martial soul to suppress him. Even an ice attribute expert at the Soul Saint level can be killed instantly in one move.

But he is unwilling to expose his ultimate ice attribute.

Huo Yuhao forcibly suppressed the extreme ice attribute soul power that was about to come out of his body. He opened his arms and chanted in a low voice.

Behind him, two yellow, two purple and two black, a total of six soul rings rose up, and then in full view of everyone, all six soul rings merged into one, turning into a circle of gray soul rings.

The gray soul ring is filled with deathly silence and contains heavy and deep pressure.

All the evil soul masters present were stunned, and they all cast horrified glances at the high altar. Even the leader and several elders in front of him also widened their eyes and stared at Huo Yuhao on the high altar carefully.

Even Ye Xishui, who was high in the sky, couldn't help but be stunned.

In the evil forest where the night is gradually fading, the gray soul ring is eye-catching and strange.

"The lash of death."

After quickly chanting, a light gray long whip was swung in the air in front of Huo Yuhao, easily shattering the ray with the power of ice evil like a bullet, and at the same time hitting the tall body possessed by Yanfeng Wuhun.

superior.

Huo Yuhao has many coping methods, but now that he is in the Holy Spirit Cult, he has set a limit for himself, which is to only use undead magic as his offensive method as much as possible.

The skills of the Ultimate Ice Martial Spirit and the two soul bones are all hidden to avoid exposure.

What he is using now is death whip that directly attacks the enemy's soul.

Yanfeng, who was possessed by the martial spirit, did not dodge the death whip attack and let out a painful wail.

He leaned down and opened two huge ice-blue bone wings behind his back. There was no wing membrane between the bone wings, but they were connected by blue-gray light.

The bone wings spread out and are six meters wide.

He flapped his wings suddenly, soared into the air, and hovered above the high altar, looking down at Huo Yuhao viciously with blue eyes.

That death whip made him feel a trembling and painful tearing feeling from the depths of his soul, as if if he faced another whip, his soul would be ripped into pieces.

How is that possible? What kind of ability is that?

I am the Soul Saint, and he is the Soul Emperor!

Why can't my evil ice power corrode him at all?

Is it all the power of that gray soul ring?

If I can devour his ability, my martial soul will definitely undergo unprecedented evolution. At that time, I will be the Holy Son of the sect, and I will be the next leader!

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yanfeng's violent reaction and mental fluctuations aroused the surprise of Zhong Liwu and other strong men.

"As expected, he is worthy of being the Holy Son. This power, this power..."

At this moment, Huo Yuhao, who had been standing on the high platform, suddenly opened his arms, raised his head and laughed loudly.

"Your martial spirit is a bone dragon, right?"

Yan Feng said: "So what?"

Huo Yuhao smiled evilly and said, "Shall we just release the martial spirit avatar? Let me, the Holy Son, experience the power of the martial spirit avatar. Otherwise, you will never be my opponent, the Holy Law God of the Dead."

"You...Okay, then let the Holy Son see my true form of the bone dragon."

hold head high--

With a deep dragon roar that echoed through the sky, Yanfeng's body suddenly transformed into a huge bone dragon, at least fifteen meters long and with a wingspan of more than ten meters.

The pale white bones exuded an icy blue light, and deep blue flames danced in the eye sockets.

Yanfeng's bone dragon true form is extremely powerful, and with the talent of soul power collapse, he can even kill some Contras by leapfrogging their levels.

The leader, elders and others did not stop him, but continued to watch excitedly.

They wanted to know how Huo Yuhao planned to deal with Yan Feng's true form of the bone dragon if he was so confident.

Huo Yuhao sang in a low voice, but his eyes were excitedly staring at the huge bone dragon in the sky.

"Roar--"

The huge bone dragon that Yan Feng transformed into breathed out a breath of dragon breath towards the high altar, and then dived straight down.

After Huo Yuhao finished singing, he laughed with unknown meaning, and then laughed wildly: "Open the door of the dead!"

In the air in front of him, a gray door suddenly appeared, facing the direction where Yanfeng was swooping.

The breath of the ice dragon sank into the gate, and behind the gate, there was an extremely terrifying aura.

Yanfeng instantly felt as if his whole body was frozen. With that terrifying aura, he felt an all-round crushing force from the depths of his soul.

But his dive couldn't be stopped.

"Roar--"

A bone dragon larger than Yan Feng poked its head out of the Gate of the Dead.

Yan Feng's true form of the bone dragon was already huge, but in front of this skull dragon, it looked like a child or an adult.

Not only is the suppression at the level of level and soul, but also the level of ice attribute is far higher than Yan Feng.

This is the Frost Bone Dragon that Huo Yuhao has carefully cultivated for a long time.

Its strength is already comparable to that of a Super Douluo. The disadvantage is that it is not very obedient. Huo Yuhao cannot control it at all. If it leaves the demiplane of the undead, it will only destroy.

And now Huo Yuhao can't summon it completely into the real world, he can only let it stick out a skull.

But just sticking out a skull is more than enough.

The frost bone dragon's upper and lower jaws bite violently, biting mercilessly on the upper body of the bone dragon transformed by Yanfeng.

Yanfeng's upper body was chewed to pieces in an instant, making a strange and frightening sound of bone shattering.

"hold head high--"

Yanfeng's screams echoed throughout the Demonic Forest.

All the evil soul masters in the Holy Spirit Church looked at the changes on the high altar in horror, including the leader and elders in front of them.

The great elder was the first to react and shouted: "Vice-leader!" At the same time, he flew towards the high altar.

Fengling, who was watching the battle above the high altar, did not expect Huo Yuhao to summon such a powerful undead creature. Only then did she realize that she, who was closest to Yanfeng, hurried over to stop him.

She struck out with a palm, hitting the skull of the Frost Bone Dragon.

The Frost Bone Dragon bit its jaw and wanted to drag Yan Feng back to the demiplane of the undead to enjoy it slowly, but was interrupted by Fengling, so he had no choice but to let go of Yan Feng's broken body.

The Frost Bone Dragon was slapped by Feng Ling, but its hard skull was not damaged at all. The blue soul fire in its eyes was beating. It glanced at Feng Ling angrily and returned to the demiplane of the undead. The Gate of the Undead was also

It then closes.

Yanfeng's bone dragon true body disappeared, leaving behind a body covered in blood.

"you……"

He struggled to look at Huo Yuhao, speechless at all.

Huo Yuhao walked up to him and said with a joking expression: "It seems that your bone dragon is a bit small."

Yanfeng's eyes widened and he fell unconscious.

"Hahaha, this is indeed the Holy Son of the Holy Religion."

"With the Holy Son here, the great rise of the Holy Religion is just around the corner!"

Zhong Liwu completely ignored the dying Yan Feng and flew to the high altar, looking at Huo Yuhao with burning eyes.

"The Holy Emperor lives forever, the Saint's grace remains forever, and the Son is enthroned by heaven."

The evil soul masters below also enthusiastically echoed: "The Holy Emperor will live forever, the Holy Girl will remain immortal forever, and the Holy Son will be entrusted to heaven."

Zhong Liwu looked at Huo Yuhao again and said, "Holy Son, pass on the Holy Emperor's will to your saints."

The whole square suddenly fell silent.

Huo Yuhao scanned the audience and expressed that he enjoyed the feeling of being admired by everyone.

He opened his arms, laughed loudly a few times, and said:

"From now on, I am your Holy Son."

"The holy fire shines brightly and the holy light shines brightly."

"You scum among soul masters, let me lead you to the top of the sky."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire square was silent for a few seconds, and then burst into fanatical shouts.

Huo Yuhao, who was respected as a totem by hundreds of evil soul masters, stood on the high altar and showed an evil smile. This feeling of being sought after by thousands of people did not make him lose sight of his original purpose.

He added silently in his mind.

Of course I will take you to the top of the sky.

It's just that the method may be a little tortuous, in a physical sense.