Douluo ice demon Yuhao

The tall man's chest was penetrated, and a golden spear that was more than three meters long lifted him up high. The man kept struggling in mid-air, and his whole body was like a broken flag that was constantly swaying in the breeze.

The light of the five soul rings behind him gradually dimmed, replaced by a layer of faint golden light. The pale golden light surrounding him gradually solidified, coiled around the gun body like a swimming dragon, and flowed back into Huo Qiuer's body.

In the golden alley, there was still a faint and majestic dragon roar echoing.

The tall man's remaining body continued to struggle, using the last strength of his hands to hold the spear that penetrated his chest, trying to pull it out, but in the face of Huo Qiuer's powerful strength, the straight body of the gun could not be shaken at all.

His legs were also twitching feebly in mid-air, but they could no longer touch the ground.

All the struggles the man made were in vain, and he could no longer change his impending death.

Because he desperately discovered that the girl he had just regarded as his prey had six soul rings flashing behind her.

Two yellow, two purple and two black, the number of soul rings is one more than that of him as the soul king.

Accompanied by the dragon's roar and golden light, the tall man's life force was rapidly passing away. It was absorbed by the golden spear in Huo Qiu'er's hand, and then turned into a part of the soul power in her body.

The lost vitality was irreversible, and the tall man's broken heart, which was penetrated through the chest, soon stopped beating.

When his hands and feet stopped struggling, the panic on his face also froze.

The tall man never imagined that he, a hunter who had always succeeded in the past, would now become the prey of the girl in front of him.

His breath had completely disappeared, but Huo Qiuer still did not lower her right hand holding the spear high. Her eyes were full of indifference, and she quietly felt the breath of life sent back by the spear.

This ability to absorb life force does not come from her martial soul, but from the golden spear in her hand.

The Golden Dragon Spear is said to be made from the 49th rib of the first-generation Golden Dragon. It has the terrifying ability to absorb life force.

The vitality of any creature killed by it will become the nutrients of the Golden Dragon Spear and fed back to its user.

And such powerful weapons also have their own pride. No one can control them except the owner of the Golden Dragon Spirit.

It didn't take long for the absorption of life force to come to an end. Huo Qiu'er withdrew the golden dragon spear, threw away the tall man's body like throwing away garbage, danced in a circle, and leaned behind him.

In Huo Qiuer's hands, the Golden Dragon Spear was like a part of her body. The gun body that had penetrated her body just now was not stained with blood at this moment.

To be recognized by the Golden Dragon Spear, her martial spirit is naturally the Golden Dragon, which is famous for its extreme power. Under the crushing force of the powerful force, even a tall man at the Soul King level has no power to fight back.

Huo Qiuer's right foot suddenly stepped on the ground, and the body that was standing on the spot suddenly rushed out of the alley, and then stepped on the ground again. The whole person turned into a black whirlwind, and suddenly rushed out dozens of meters away, as if grabbing

I picked up something and took it back to the alley.

She threw the person she was holding onto the ground, and it turned out to be another thin man among the hunter brothers.

At this moment, he was trembling all over, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy: "Girl, please forgive me, no, sir, please forgive me, it's because we are blind."

Compared to the other person who was already heartbroken, his cultivation level was much lower, only at the level of the third ring.

The moment the tall man was picked up by the Golden Dragon Spear, he realized something was wrong and ran away before the tall man was completely dead.

It's a pity that he couldn't escape from Huo Qiuer's grasp.

Huo Qiu'er looked down at him coldly, her arms twirling the Golden Dragon Spear in circles.

She asked calmly: "Are you from the Ordinary League?"

Intentionally or unintentionally, the spindle-shaped spear point swept across a few centimeters in front of the thin man's eyes, and the sharp breath cut off a few strands of his hair in the air.

It seemed that as long as he did not give an answer that satisfied Huo Qiuer, his head would be cut off next.

The thin man was already frightened to the point of confusion, and he hurriedly replied: "No, we are not members of the Ordinary Alliance."

Huo Qiuer frowned and said, "Didn't you mention the Ordinary League just now? You also arrested many people for them."

The thin man swallowed his saliva and plucked up the courage to say, "Sir, we are just a group of people who catch some beautiful women in Mingdu and sell them to the Ordinary League. But we are not members of the Ordinary League."

"Actually, he is the main culprit. He arrested those women. I was just helping him look out."

Seeing that something was not good, he quickly pointed at the dead tall man on the ground and put all the blame on him, leaving himself completely alone.

Huo Qiuer asked again: "What does this Pingfan League do? Its name is Pingfan, but the things it does seem to be extraordinary."

The thin man quickly replied: "The Pingfan League controls the entire underground entertainment industry in Mingdu as well as some human trafficking."

"And...and the people behind the Ordinary Alliance are the great nobles, and they have a huge demand for female slaves."

He was even more certain that Huo Qiu'er came from the Three Kingdoms of the Mainland and did not understand the news about the underground forces in Mingdu.

The thin and short man trembled and said: "Sir, we are blind today, so please be noble and let me go."

Huo Qiuer snorted coldly: "You should know where the Ordinary Alliance is, right?"

The thin man's heart skipped a beat: "Why do you ask this?"

"Take me to the Ordinary League, I will participate in the underground soul mentor competition." Huo Qiuer said calmly.

"Ah? Sir, you are actually a soul engineer!"

The thin and short man was dumbfounded and felt cold all over.

Soul masters have a very high social status in Mingdu, and they just wanted to attack a soul master of a sixth-ring soul emperor.

"Sir, we didn't know you were a soul engineer. I, I..."

The levels of soul masters and soul mentors can roughly correspond. A strong soul emperor may have a sixth-level soul mentor. This is a level that is enough to unconditionally accept the noble status distributed by the Sun and Moon Royal Family. It is also the target of major forces competing to win over.

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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Lead the way." Huo Qiuer was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and just said these two words indifferently.

"Yes Yes……"

The thin man didn't know where he mustered the courage. He stood up and walked out. When he passed the tall man's body, he glared at him fiercely, as if resenting why he chose such a noble target.

Huo Qiu'er wasn't worried that he would have any different intentions, so she just followed behind him.

The thin and short man did not dare to make a sound, so he could only lead the way silently, for fear of making the adult behind him unhappy.

Huo Qiuer suddenly asked a question, which frightened the skinny man to the point of trembling: "Human trafficking, do humans also treat their own kind as goods and sell them back and forth?"

"You arrest people on the street, are you so blatant?"

Her seemingly casual question made the thin man's heart beat faster.

"Sir, after we capture the person, we will immediately bring him to the Ordinary League. There are those great nobles behind them. Even if we arrest the wrong person, the Ordinary League and those noble men will naturally have a way to solve it."

Huo Qiuer frowned and said, "Don't the guards on the street care about you?"

The thin man said anxiously: "Behind the Aodu Chamber of Commerce, which is one of the three major underground forces together with the Pingfan League, is the military. They have already united to fight against the other largest force, the Xishui League. The military will naturally

Someone from above will take care of it."

Listening to the thin man's explanation, Huo Qiu'er was not filled with indignation, but showed a calm expression of deep thought.

The thin and short man did not dare to take the initiative to speak, so he had to silently lead the way.

After walking for about half an hour, a hotel with flashing neon lights and bright lights appeared in sight.

Compared with the yellow and white light of other surrounding buildings, the lighting of this hotel is mainly red and purple, which looks out of place.

The thin man said nervously: "Sir, this is the Qingxia Hotel under the Ordinary League. The Underground Soul Master Competition of the Ordinary League will be held here today."

"Qingxia Hotel is one of the most famous landmarks in Mingdu. In the past, there should have been many people coming in and out of this place, but recently because of the underground soul mentor competition, it is closed to the public."

The Pingfanmeng controls the erotic industry in Mingdu and uses it as its main income. There is no need to explain too much what is going on in the Qingxia Hotel.

Based on his knowledge of Qingxia Hotel, it seems that he has visited it frequently.

"How much do you know about this underground soul mentor competition?" Huo Qiuer asked calmly.

"This... Sir, I actually don't know much about it. I only know that all participating soul masters first conduct auditions in three competition areas, and then each competition area selects candidates to go to the western suburbs to participate in the finals."

"You can gamble as much as you want in the Underground Soul Master Competition, but other than that, I don't know."

The thin man racked his brains to provide this little information.

"Sir, I have brought you the Ordinary Alliance. Then, I will take my leave first..."

The thin man said hesitantly, testing Huo Qiuer's attitude, but he lowered his head and did not dare to look into her eyes.

He has started to move, ready to escape at any moment.

This area is the territory of the Ordinary League. If we can attract the attention of the Ordinary League, we might be able to escape from Huo Qiuer.

However, Huo Qiuer's cold words pronounced the thin man's death sentence.

"When did I say you could leave?"

The thin man felt as if he had been struck by lightning: "Sir, please, promise to let me go..."

Before he finished speaking, his body had been picked up by the Golden Dragon Spear like his dead brother.

"When did I promise?" Huo Qiuer asked doubtfully.

The skinny man's eyes were full of despair.

His cultivation level was far inferior to that of his brothers. After struggling for a while, he screamed, spit out a mouthful of blood, and died.

Another person's life force was absorbed by the Golden Dragon Spear, and after purification, it turned into Huo Qiu'er's soul power.

"Let you go and wait for you to harm other people?"

Huo Qiuer took back the Golden Dragon Spear, gave him one last cold look, and left slowly.

She stopped outside the Qingxia Hotel from a distance and looked up.

The Underground Soul Master Competition will not start until daytime, and it is still very early before dawn.

The bright red-purple soul guide lamp teases the passion deep in the human heart, and the entire hotel is exuding an aura of confusion.

"Why do there are many similar things in different worlds? Is it a simple coincidence or some inevitable law?"

Huo Qiuer said to himself: "According to his memory, this kind of place is called... heaven and earth?"

"I have to admit that in terms of imagination and creativity, humans are indeed far ahead of spirit beasts."

As for where these imaginations and creativity are used, it is difficult to elaborate.

The door of Qingxia Hotel was closed tightly, with two guards standing at the door.

The cultivation of the two guards is not very strong, but they are very handsome and handsome, and they are only about twenty years old. Compared to the doormen, these two are more like doormen.

One of them was suddenly stunned and asked: "Did you hear anything?"

"No, are you..."

The other person looked confused. Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly fell from the sky. It looked like he had just jumped out of the window from the upper floor of the hotel.

Although the person fell from a high place, her toes touched the ground lightly and landed gracefully and steadily at the door of the hotel. She had a beautiful face and a holy temperament, and she was actually a young girl.

Wearing a yellow dress, she glanced at the two guards and said, "I'll go take a look."

"Yes." The two guards said no more and continued to do their jobs.

They knew that the powerful and beautiful girl in front of them was specially invited by the Ordinary League to face the mysterious strong man from the Xishui League in the underground soul mentor competition.

Ye Guyi walked quickly towards the direction where the scream came from. Her steps were brisk, but she didn't look flustered at all. She was wearing a yellow dress and exuded a noble and holy aura.

Soon, she saw the thin man lying in a pool of blood.

Ye Guyi's willow eyebrows raised slightly.

She didn't recognize this person, but the circumstances of his death aroused her curiosity.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He was not only killed by a sharp weapon piercing his body, but also his whole body was devoured by a strange and powerful force. This strange way of death can easily be associated with a

A special group of soul masters—evil soul masters.

Ye Guyi naturally came up with this idea.

Could it be done by an evil soul master? Is there an evil soul master nearby?

She quickly scanned the street, but didn't feel the evil aura that she was extremely sensitive to.

She stayed for a while longer, and soon went back to Qingxia Hotel.

Outside the Mingyue Hotel, on top of a tall building.

The leader of the Noumenon Sect, who was not poisoned to death, was enshrining the Heavenly Elder in the Hexingluo Empire Worship Hall.

Behind the two people, there were several strong men from Noumenon Sect and Xingluo.

Nebula Douluo Manyi was reporting Huo Yuhao's proposal to the two of them.

"Master Poison, God, what do you think?"

Tianlao wore a white robe and looked like an immortal. He said calmly: "Although the idea is good, I don't agree with it."

Du BuShu laughed loudly and said: "The surnamed Xu is just three titled Douluo. Are you afraid of this?"

Tianlao frowned: "If the poison doesn't kill you, the three titled Douluo are not a big deal, but if you try to scare the snake and attract the Dragon Emperor Douluo, how will you and I deal with it?"

Du Bushu said indifferently: "He's just an old man, Long Xiaoyao, what's there to be afraid of? Xu, if you're afraid of death, I'll be the one to deal with Long Xiaoyao at worst."

Tianlao lowered his voice and said, "You old lunatic."

"Hmph, our Noumenon Sect has always acted this way. We kill people we don't like and grab things we like. What's up? You have to point out how many evil soul masters I want to kill, right?" Du Buushi said with a smile.

Tianlao turned his head and closed his eyes to rest, as if he didn't want to argue with Du Bushit anymore.

"Belonging to the Ontology Sect, while the eunuch Xu Tianran hasn't surrounded Mingdu yet, go out with me to stretch your muscles." Du Bushu turned to the people behind him and said.

"Yes, Sect Master."

With hearty laughter, several people turned into meteors and flew outside Mingdu.