Douluo ice demon Yuhao

Chapter 396 The west wind lingers and the autumn colors are cold

"Asshole!"

Among the clouds and mist, a figure with long blue hair clenched his fist and waved angrily, sweeping away all the surrounding mist, and the original majestic voice was no longer there.

He could no longer sense the news from Douluo Continent. The Qiankun Wenqing Valley completely collapsed, and his consciousness clone was wiped out together.

And the consciousness he left in the other child was also cut off by the mysterious power and could not sense any response.

He is none other than one of the first generation Shreks from ten thousand years ago, the true form of Poseidon Tang San.

His face no longer had the previous calmness, but instead was as ferocious as a wolf and a tiger.

Tang San gritted his teeth viciously, regretting endlessly for his previous arrogance and carelessness.

It's a small thing if the spiritual clone is destroyed, but it's a big deal if it's exposed.

As a law enforcer in the God Realm, one of the five divine kings of the God Realm Committee, and a dual god of Poseidon and Shura God, even if it is just a consciousness clone, it is far from what a strong Ultimate Douluo can resist.

But now, his consciousness has been destroyed by mysterious forces in the lower realm, which will definitely arouse the suspicion of other law enforcers in the divine realm.

Meetings and discussions are inevitable, and more troublesome things are yet to come.

"Third brother!"

A pretty figure flew over quickly, shouting anxiously from the air, it was none other than the Nine-Colored Goddess Ning Rongrong.

"If there is such a big commotion, Destruction and the others must have discovered it. How will they explain it then?"

Not only did they violate the rules and interfere with the lower realm, but they also caused the destruction of spiritual consciousness. There are too many things to explain.

Tang San quickly put away his fierce glare and showed a gentle smile.

"Rongrong, don't worry, I will deal with this matter by destroying them."

"Although gods cannot easily interfere in human affairs, there can be some flexibility when it comes to relatives of gods."

"I believe that as long as it is mentioned that it is to protect Xiaoqi and destroy them, they will naturally understand."

Ning Rongrong nodded: "What about Boss Dai...?"

"I will naturally explain it, Rongrong, you go first."

"Okay, Third Brother, I'll trouble you then..."

Ning Rongrong's figure quickly flew away again, biting her lips unwillingly when she left.

She never expected that the descendants of the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect would become a key force in defeating them.

The figure of the nine-colored goddess disappeared into the distance, and the gentle smile on Tang San's face disappeared again.

Destruction, as the two said, is both a law enforcer in the divine realm and one of the five divine kings. He does not agree with Poseidon's ideals and is a very difficult character to deal with.

The God of Destruction has always supported the expansion of the divine realm, and will inevitably pursue and question the Poseidon about the existence in the lower realm that is powerful enough.

One day in the God Realm and one year in the Lower Realm. If destroyed, Tang San might not be able to monitor Douluo Continent carefully for a long time.

He looked down coldly.

The two previous excellent opportunities had failed, and there was only one chance next. He could not give up anymore and had to seize the time.

…

Frozen plane.

Tian Meng lay face down on the snow, lying on his body. The Ice and Snow Emperor's face was as cold as frost, but he was waiting anxiously in his heart.

Their mental communication with Huo Yuhao had been interrupted since Huo Yuhao was sucked into the thick fog. They could only listen to Electrolux's instructions and wait patiently here.

Suddenly, the three of them paused at the same time. Tianmeng raised his head and said in surprise: "I can contact Yuhao. Ah, old man, you are finally back."

Electrolux's figure reappeared here, but his figure was a little dim.

Ice Emperor frowned and asked, "Electrox, why don't you use your space magic to take us out to help Yuhao?"

Electrolux chuckled and said: "Yu Hao's enemy is too powerful. He is a real god. If you go out, not only will you not be able to help him, you will also become his weak point that is threatened."

"He is so powerful that it is impossible to resist him by any ordinary means."

The Snow Emperor looked at his somewhat illusory figure and asked: "But judging from your appearance, Yuhao should be out of trouble, but your condition is very bad. What happened outside just now? Could it be that... you used that magic weapon that even the gods can't see?"

A secret method that can restrain it?"

Electrolux was stunned for a moment, and then sighed: "It worked, but it's actually useless."

"Old man, what do you mean by this...have you used it?"

"Actually, I can no longer use the Great Turtle Shell Technique."

Electrolux's face was full of regret: "Although the Great Turtle Shell Technique is overbearing, it has an extremely harsh restriction, that is, only the inheritors of the divine bloodline are qualified to use it."

"Ever since I converted myself into a demi-lich undead, I have lost the qualification to use it forever."

"Even if he is possessed by Yuhao, he doesn't have the blood of the gods, so he can't successfully activate it."

Tianmeng and the other two looked at Electrolux strangely.

"Old man, since you can't use it, how can you say you can use it..."

Tian Meng felt that his IQ was somewhat insufficient.

Electrox paused, and the always kind old man actually showed a sly smile that he had never seen before: "Because, I used Yu Hao's imitation to deceive him."

"Hahaha……"

…

Among the Western Mountains.

The blood-red light gave the entire sky a fishy smell, and two figures covering the sky and the moon were emitting astonishing fluctuations in soul power in the night.

One is a dark green giant that is a thousand meters high, and the other is a gluttonous sacred cow that is hundreds of meters long, possessed by dragon patterns, and emitting yellow light and shadow all over its body.

The two were none other than Du Bushui, the leader of the Noumenon Sect, and Xuan Lao, the Taotie Douluo, who together resisted the master of the blood-red light, Death God Douluo Ye Xishui.

The vast soul power of the two ninety-eighth level super Douluo was released without reservation, but they still struggled to resist in front of Ye Xishui.

The size of the Blood Soul Demon Puppet behind Ye Xishui was far smaller than that of Du Bushui and Xuan Lao, but it still had the upper hand.

"The poison won't kill you. You caused my Holy Spirit Religion to be swallowed up by the secret realm. Go and die!"

Her voice was already crazy, and the dark green giant with a height of 1,000 meters was retreating steadily under the attack of the Blood Soul Demon Puppet.

The gap between level ninety-eight and level ninety-nine is huge, and Du Bu Shou and Xuan Lao can only fight together.

Du Buushi gritted his teeth and tried his best. He had to hold on for a while longer and let the descendants of the Noumenon Sect escape as far away as possible.

After a muffled sound, the Taotie Divine Ox that Xuan Lin transformed into was knocked hundreds of meters away by the Blood Soul Demon Puppet. The corners of his mouth were bleeding and he looked into the distance.

Yan Shaozhe has captured the irrational Ma Xiaotao and must bring her back to Shrek to regain her sanity.

Suddenly, Ye Xishui was shocked and stared blankly at the thick fog in the western mountains.

She clearly felt that the restrictions she had left on everyone in the Holy Spirit Church had disappeared.

This shows that almost everyone died in the secret realm of Xishan in an instant.

"ah--"

Ye Xishui raised his head to the sky and let out a sharp wail. The blood on his body became a little thicker, and the huge fluctuations in soul power shook both Du Bushui and Xuan Lao away.

"Asshole! The poison will not kill you, Xuanzi. If you destroy my Holy Spirit Sect, I want you to pay for it with blood!"

She didn't hide the ferocity in her eyes.

"After killing you, I will definitely kill all the Noumenon Sect and Shrek, so that your souls will never be reincarnated."

Du Buushi's expression changed drastically: "Xuanzi, these old ladies are really crazy. If you don't want to die, stop hiding them!"

At this time, Du Buushi suddenly had an idea in his mind, hoping that someone would come to support him.

It would be great if that Beidi Douluo was here.

Mr. Xuan shouted angrily: "Okay!"

"Sect Master, let me help you!" At this moment, Giant Fist Douluo's figure suddenly flew to Du Bushui's side.

Du BuShu scolded: "Idiot, why are you coming back? Didn't I tell you to take those boys and leave quickly?"

"This is not a battle you can participate in. Do you want to cause trouble for me?"

Giant Fist Douluo held the ninth-level fixed soul-guided cannonball to destroy the storm, and said solemnly: "Sect Master, using this ninth-level fixed-installed soul-guided cannonball is enough to match the full blow of Extreme Douluo."

Ye Xishui's figure in the air stagnated for a moment, and then he laughed maniacally: "Do you think you can stop me with just a level 9 fixed soul cannon shell? None of you will survive today!"

Click——

boom--

As soon as he finished speaking, along with the space-shattering tremors and violent roars, a biting chill rose into the sky from the thick fog in the Western Mountains, sweeping away all the thick fog.

The dazzling blue light shot straight into the sky, dyeing the originally blood-red night sky into turquoise again.

Ye Xishui, Poison Immortal, Elder Xuan and Giant Fist Douluo all had shock in their eyes, and they used all their soul power to resist.

The strong impact of the explosion caused the bodies of Ye Xishui and Du Bushui to retreat several kilometers away.

"This...is this the ultimate ice attribute? Could it be that Beidi Douluo took action?" Du Buushi murmured, feeling the biting cold in the air.

Such a powerful and destructive blow, the instantaneous burst of power, made him tremble.

Giant Fist Douluo's scalp was also numb. If he had accidentally detonated the Destruction Storm in his hand just now, it would have been the end of him.

However, Du Bushu didn't know that the power of the explosion at this moment was weakened by multiple layers of space, and was only less than one percent of the original.

The continuous western mountains were all razed to the ground in the horrific explosion.

Large ripples and cracks appeared on the ruins, and more than ten figures were thrown out of the void and scattered in different directions.

Huo Yuhao was hit hard on the ground by a huge force and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

A total of twenty-nine level nine fixed soul-guided shells broke through the barriers of space and led him to escape from the shackles of Qiankun Qingqing Valley, but the huge destructive power also affected the demiplane of the undead.

He didn't come back through the Gate of the Dead.

Douluo Continent, Qiankun Qingqing Valley, and the demiplane of the undead are like a three-story building. The Qiankun Qingqing Valley on the second floor was destroyed, and the undead demiplane on the third floor lost its support, leaving Huo Yuhao and others inside.

People are thrown back to Douluo Continent through space cracks.

In addition to them, there are also some undead creatures.

Skeletons, lichs...they wander aimlessly based on instinct.

Huo Yuhao lay on the ground panting heavily, with very little soul power left in his body.

But he was laughing, and he had never felt so happy in his heart.

At this moment, a familiar miserable voice sounded in the air in front of him.

"Holy Son, why!"

It was a purple-black figure, and it was Feng Ling, the deputy leader of the Holy Spirit Sect.

"You're not dead yet!"

Huo Yuhao's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.

That was enough destructive power to penetrate space and shock the gods! How could Fengling survive the explosion?

At this moment, Fengling was extremely weak and her condition was not much better than him.

She staggered up to Huo Yuhao and asked over and over again: "Holy Son, why!"

Huo Yuhao quickly thought of the reason.

Phoenix Nirvana, ashes.

Phoenix martial spirits with strong bloodline have a chance to obtain such soul skills or characteristics.

The owner of the Phoenix Spirit can survive a catastrophe of death and gain a second life through the characteristics of Nirvana.

After Nirvana, their state will also be extremely weak.

The previous explosion of the first level nine fixed soul cannon shell did not directly kill Fengling. The second explosion killed her, but she was reborn through the effect of Phoenix Nirvana.

Fengling has gone crazy. Her disheveled appearance, crazy mental state, and her current weakness and sluggish strength have made her hysterical.

She turned her attention to the undead creatures around her and limped over. She wanted to quickly regain her strength by absorbing and devouring these undead creatures.

Huo Yuhao's face turned cold and he struggled to get up. He suddenly detected a familiar aura not far away in front of him. It was Huo Qiu'er.

Huo Qiu'er's face and right arm were also covered in blood. Although she relied on the demiplane of the undead to avoid the impact of the explosion, she was also injured due to the fragmentation of space and was thrown not far from Huo Yuhao.

The two looked at each other in tacit understanding and rushed towards Fengling at the same time.

The shrill cry of the phoenix sounded. The phoenix swallowed two skeletons and recovered some strength. The final soul power burst out, shaking Huo Yuhao and Huo Yuhao away at the same time.

After all, she is a level 97 Super Douluo, and these undead creatures are her best tonic.

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"Holy Son, Holy Lady, why!" Fengling stared at Huo Yuhao and Huo Qiu'er, her voice hoarse.

Huo Yuhao said coldly: "I want to thank you very much for helping me prepare such an isolated place to wipe out the Holy Spirit Cult."

He and Huo Qiu'er stood side by side, and their soul powers merged again, helping Huo Yuhao quickly recover.

The Golden Dragon Spear was already in Huo Qiuer's hand, and the two of them slowly walked towards Fengling.

Swish——

Dazzling rays of light burst out from Huo Yuhao and Huo Qiu'er, illuminating the ruins of Xishan Mountain in the night.

Another martial soul fusion skill, but unlike the golden dragon summoned previously, the martial soul fusion skill used by the two at this moment was a golden glow.

The Golden Dragon Spirit and the Holy God of Death.

This light is very similar to the afterglow that Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong displayed back then. It is equally brilliant, bright and dazzling.

Even the names are very similar.

setting sun.

But unlike the afterglow, the light released by the setting sun lacks that touch of sacredness and has a bit more chill and chill. It is like the bleak sunset after autumn, silently announcing the coming winter.

The raging cold wind roared in the ruins of the Western Mountain, seeming to blow away the smoke-like souls of heartbroken people.

Fengling's body could no longer move, and she could only watch as Huo Yuhao and Huo Qiuer slowly approached her.

sulfuric acid--

The Golden Dragon Spear pierced Fengling's chest mercilessly, and Huo Yuhao's right hand also appeared with a layer of gray light, grabbing Fengling's face.

Fengling's vitality and soul were swallowed up by the golden dragon spear in Huo Qiu'er's hands and Huo Yuhao's respectively.

The setting sun is like frost, turning the heaven and earth into a painting studio, dyeing all things with autumn colors.

The west wind is like a bandit, treating the universe as a hunting ground and plundering the spirits of all living beings.

Fengling's body and soul were trembling with fear, but at the end of her strength, she was unable to resist anymore and could only wait helplessly for death to come.

She used her last strength to scream in despair.

"Yan Shaozhe, I hate it so much——"

At the last moment of her life, she did not call her parents because she had no parents.

She also didn't call her nominal husband Zhong Liwu because she didn't love him at all.

The person she was calling was her lover from seventy years ago.

That was the source of all the pain in her fate.

The deputy leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, the ninety-seventh level Super Douluo Fengling, died and turned into ashes and flew away in the wind, turning into the soul power of Huo Yuhao and Huo Qiuer.

The vitality and soul power possessed by a super Douluo is better than the most advanced milk bottle in the world. Two soul emperors have both broken through the seventy-level mark at this moment.

At this point, all the high-level members of the Holy Spirit Church who entered the secret realm of Xishan were completely destroyed.

Huo Yuhao suddenly laughed. He slowly turned his gaze to Huo Qiu'er, and his left eye under the broken goggles revealed a hint of joking.

"Autumn has been a sad and lonely time since ancient times."

Huo Qiuer subconsciously opened her mouth: "I..."

She stopped after saying the first word. Because she knew that if she really accepted the other party's words, she would be making her identity clear.

Huo Qiu'er paused and smiled as well. She no longer cared so much, raised the golden dragon gun in her hand and pointed it straight at the night sky, shouting loudly.

"I say autumn is better than spring."

Huo Yuhao sneered again, took out his soul cigarette and took two puffs.

He felt that everything in his life was full of coincidences.

Someone is secretly controlling his own destiny, and there is an invisible force helping him fight against it.

If he hadn't met Gao Shou by chance, introduced him to Mingde Hall, and risked the transfer of thirty level nine custom-installed soul-guided artillery shells when Mingde Hall was attacked, he would definitely not be able to ask for help from that place now.

Escape from the valley.

The power of thirty level nine custom-installed soul-guided artillery shells makes even the gods fear them.

The sun and moon are reset, and the universe is right and wrong.

The lake stopped flowing and the green hills changed color.

The green light shines brightly on the Sun and Moon City, and the thunder breaks through the bright night.

The cold wind whistled by, and the Jade Rabbit sank to the west and the Golden Crow fell.

Huo Yuhao felt as if some of the shackles on his body had disappeared, and a heroic feeling arose in his heart.

He looked up to the sky and shouted: "Holding the sun, moon and stars in my hands, there is no one like me in the world."

"Do you think you can trap me? Ah?"

Under the night sky shrouded in blue light, boys and girls jointly use their blood to create an intertwined destiny.

Huo Yuhao made a fist with his right hand and punched his chest fiercely, as if he wanted to vent all the resentment he had suppressed in his heart.

"I am indeed a rebellious person. I used to defy my father's authority, and now I defy the imperial authority. I don't mind continuing to defy the divine authority in the future."

"Don't worry, I'll come up and look for you after I finish taking care of things on the mainland!"

This is a young man's struggle against his fate, or the Ice King on earth's declaration of war against the Poseidon in the sky.

Although he was looking up, Huo Yuhao's eyes were full of contempt.

The unyielding roar resounded through the ruins of the Western Mountains, reaching the sky to speak to the gods in the sky.

"Qiankun asks Qinggu? Huh?"

"Standing on Yin and Yang determines the universe,"

"I am respected from ancient times to this day!"

It should be gone tonight, I need to take it easy.

You may not believe it, but a year ago, I had this plot in my mind first, and then started the whole book...