Douluo ice demon Yuhao

The terrain of the southeastern mining area is dominated by low mountains and plains. Under almost every raised hill is a mine that is being developed or has already been developed.

Tonight, the moon and stars are sparse, and the entire mining area looks particularly deep in the hazy moonlight.

Unlike other rich mining areas, this mining area does not operate at night, as if it is lingering in order to end its exhausted life later.

Only a few mines have personnel on duty and lighted soul guide lamps, and most of the other mines are completely dark.

Among the many low mountains, there is a mountain that is obviously higher than other mines and covers a wider area. Although it is late at night, the surface of the earth shows a faint silvery white color under the reflection of the moonlight.

Under this hilltop is the largest silver mine in the southeastern mining area, the White Jade Silver Mine.

Originally this was just an ordinary silver mine, but just a few days ago, news spread that miners had dug up mithril, but most people laughed after hearing it.

At this moment, several figures were suspended in the air more than a hundred meters above the white jade and silver mine.

Standing among the crowd was an old man with a stooped figure. Not only was he dressed in simple clothes, but he also looked frail and looked like an ordinary old man walking slowly.

But the other people didn't dare to have any idea of ​​neglecting him. They all followed him as the leader and respectfully waited for him to speak.

This old man is one of Xu Tianran's loyal supporters, Shadow Douluo Xuechen.

There are not many other subordinates waiting for him, but each of them has at least Soul Saint Soul Douluo cultivation. However, the quality of their soul power is obviously not as good as Xue Chen, so they should all be soul masters.

It is already midnight, and they will appear here. Naturally, they are here on the orders of Prince Xu Tianran.

Whoosh——

A cold wind blew from nowhere, and several people in the air felt it clearly.

"Um?"

Xue Chen, who was closing his eyes and concentrating, raised his eyelids and let out a slightly confused murmur.

"The wind in this mining area is very strong."

The wind was just a bit cooler, there was nothing weird about it, but for some reason, Xue Chen's strong premonitions over the years told him that there was something wrong with the wind.

But what could go wrong?

Xuechen frowned slightly and took a closer look at his surroundings. Apart from a few of them, there were no other creatures in the air in the mining area.

He said lightly: "It's just autumn, and the weather is getting cold."

A seventh-level soul engineer next to him nodded and said: "Mr. Xue, there are no tall buildings in the mining area, and there is very little vegetation. Autumn naturally begins earlier than in other places."

Seeing someone explaining his doubts, Xuechen nodded slightly, dispelling his doubts.

"I see."

He is not a soul master, and his knowledge about metals is not as good as these soul masters.

Xuechen became interested in chatting, so he casually talked with several other soul masters.

"Xue doesn't know much about soul tools. I only know that this mithril is extremely precious, but I don't know how precious it is. I would like to ask for your advice."

Another eighth-level soul engineer hurriedly replied: "Mr.

The power of the guide."

"If there really is a mithril mine here, then His Highness the Prince must control it no matter what the cost."

Xue Chen nodded thoughtfully: "Before coming, His Highness had solemnly told Xuemou, and also mentioned that this would be a great help for him to fight against the Extreme Douluo who was titled Northland. It's just that I forgive Xuemou for being stupid.

, I wonder what kind of soul guidance device His Highness intends to use these mithrils to make, could it be a level nine fixed soul guidance artillery shell?"

"But as far as I know, the army controlled by His Highness has already mobilized nearly ten level nine fixed soul-guided artillery shells. How many more shells does His Highness need to be sure of victory?"

The eighth-level soul engineer shook his head when he heard this, and first corrected Mr. Xue's mistake: "Old Xue, you are wrong. The power that His Highness controls that can compete with the Ultimate Douluo is not only the ninth-level fixed soul-guided cannonballs.

"

"Do you know what is the most powerful advantage of a soul mentor over a soul master? It is that the soul mentor can bring together attack and defense power through linkage, and exert a power that is hundreds or thousands of times stronger than that of an individual.

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"A group of beast king-level soul engineers, under the command of a ninth-level soul engineer, linking their respective powers, I think, can be enough to compete with that Beidi Douluo. If enough mithril can be used to form a team...

The soul mentor group is equipped with the most advanced soul guidance tools, plus the others, even the strongest Ultimate Douluo will never be a match for His Highness the Crown Prince."

His expression was somewhat boastful, and he looked confident in defeating an Ultimate Douluo.

"Oh?" Xue Chen's voice was a little surprised.

Another seventh-level soul engineer continued: "This principle is also the basis of high-energy compression array soul guides. If His Highness the Crown Prince can control those high-energy compression array soul guides in Mingdu, he can easily kill them."

Beidi Douluo, why do you need to strategize like this?"

Another person sighed and said: "It's a pity that the high-energy compression array soul guide is firmly in the hands of the Enshrining Hall and Mr. Kong. He has already announced that he will not intervene in the battle for the throne."

Another person said: "Hey, this time we built a concentrated soul guide similar to a high-energy compression array soul guide underground in advance next to the Temple of Heaven, which can also achieve similar effects. With these mithrils, it is a timely help."

The seventh-level soul engineer said worriedly: "But, is there really mithril here? It has not been found in the past decades. In my opinion, this news is probably not very true. The people in the Ordinary Alliance were shocked after hearing it.

I don’t think so.”

Xue Chen said calmly: "I would rather believe that it exists than believe that it doesn't exist. Just wait until someone comes back. Your Highness's orders will be followed truthfully."

Several people fell into a brief silence again.

The wind in the air seemed to make the temperature a little cooler.

Xuechen's brows frowned more and more, but he never found out what was strange. There was even a voice in his heart that kept reminding him that everything was normal.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The eighth-level soul engineer suddenly said in a cold voice: "Speaking of which, I only discovered when I came to the southeast mining area today that it turns out that a group of stars live here.

Luo people, if they know the news about Mithril, it might not be a good thing."

Xue Chen's tone suddenly turned cold: "Huh? Do you want to kill people and silence them?"

The eighth-level soul engineer felt that the pressure on Xue Chen suddenly doubled, and he hurriedly said respectfully: "I am also sharing the worries of His Highness the Crown Prince. How can such important news be known to a group of people from an enemy country?"

"Furthermore, Xu Sheng and the Beidi Alliance have an affair with Xingluo Tianhun behind their backs. My subordinates suggest that we clean up the sect as soon as possible."

Xue Chen snorted coldly and said: "They are just a bunch of common people. Killing them is easy. But do you know that this is an injustice to His Highness the Crown Prince?"

"What His Highness the Crown Prince wants to do is to keep them in Mingdu to cause constant friction with the people of Sun and Moon, and arouse the public anger of the people of Sun and Moon. Firstly, to build momentum for the upcoming ceremony to sacrifice to heaven, and secondly, to prepare for Douluo's future

The three countries have launched an all-out military campaign."

"After ruining His Highness's plan, do you think this is still sharing the worries for His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Cold sweat broke out on the face of the eighth-level soul master, and he hurriedly said: "Thank you, Mr. Xue, for your advice. Your Highness is really far-sighted."

As soon as the sweat broke out, it was dried by the cold wind in mid-air, but he didn't know it.

Xue Lao nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "His Royal Highness will definitely become a wise king in the future, and he will never do any unjust things. These unkind and unjust things should be considered more carefully by our subordinates."

"yes."

Several soul masters nodded in unison.

At this moment, a pale white light suddenly rose from the mine below, drew a straight line in the air, and came between Xue Chen and the others.

“Mr.

Xuechen asked calmly: "Did you find the thing?"

"Found it, there is indeed mithril, the news is true!"

He did not hide the excitement in his tone, nor did he lower his voice. Anyway, there was no need to worry about outsiders hearing him at an altitude of more than 100 meters.

A piece of silver-gray ore was held in his hand.

"I dug another three hundred meters underground in the White Jade Silver Mine, and I really found ore containing mithril, and the content was very high!"

He spoke very quickly, and every sentence and every word expressed the excitement in his heart.

Xue Chen's eyes suddenly shone and he said: "Well done, you have done a great job. His Highness the Crown Prince will definitely reward you greatly when you return!"

He was not the only one who was excited. He quickly spread it to the others, who stared passionately at the mithril ore that was as big as two palms.

Another eighth-level soul engineer laughed loudly and said, "Show me quickly."

As he said that, he reached out to grab the ore. Facing the precious mithril, they, a group of senior soul masters, also robbed it like children.

Xue Chen glanced sideways at him with a smile on his lips: "What's the hurry? Go back and report to His Highness first. Then there will be plenty of opportunities for you to come into contact with mithril."

The task was successfully completed and he felt happy.

"All obstacles blocking His Highness the Crown Prince will be removed. Killing the Beidi Douluo will be the beginning of His Highness the Crown Prince ascending to the throne of the Sun and Moon and unifying the entire continent!"

"Long live His Royal Highness!"

After Xue Chen, other soul masters also shouted: "Long live His Royal Highness!"

Successfully killing a powerful Ultimate Douluo will undoubtedly bring unprecedented morale to the main fighting faction of the Sun and Moon Empire.

The eighth-level soul master smiled slightly, but suddenly his whole body trembled.

An inexplicable chill suddenly exploded from a certain point on the skin, piercing the flesh and blood and pointing straight to the soul.

Cold, so cold...all the sense of touch disappeared in an instant, leaving only the ultimate chill.

This chill is not offensive at all, only a strong impact on the senses.

The smile on Xue Chen's face disappeared immediately, and his old eyes opened slightly, staring at everything in front of him in surprise.

They saw that in the air where they were, there were countless tiny silver flakes slowly falling from the air along with the cold wind.

Silver-white snowflakes floated around like dancing dancers in the far north, turning the altitude of more than a hundred meters into a world of ice and snow.

"Snow?"

"How can there be snow now?"

Everyone showed surprised expressions, and then opened their own defensive soul guides and shields one after another.

"There is an enemy attack!"

It is impossible to have snow in the current climate, and this is their first reaction.

However, the shock in Xue Chen's eyes still didn't stop there. He released his strong soul power to resist the cold, and at the same time stretched out his right hand to catch the countless "snowflakes" falling from the air, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for being a group of soul masters. Is it possible that you are still a group of soul masters?"

Can’t you see this isn’t snow?”

Not snow? What is that?

At first, the eighth-level soul engineer was stunned for a moment. He also reached out to catch a few falling "snowflakes" and used his soul power to relieve the chill. He placed them in front of him and looked at them doubtfully.

"This is silver?!"

As a soul engineer, he quickly recognized what these tiny silver shavings were.

Each so-called "snowflake" is not real snow, but crumbs made of silver, and looks and feels the same as real snowflakes.

Who could forge silver into this form?

He instantly understood why Xue Chen was surprised.

Although silver is an extremely soft metal that is easy to forge and engrave, how can you turn silver into such tiny crumbs like flying snow?

He asked himself, as an eighth-level soul engineer, he would not be able to think of a suitable method for a while without preparation.

Xue Chen's expression was extremely solemn, and he knew that his premonition was not groundless. With such a terrifying chill, he might be able to guess the identity of the other party.

But when and where did he find himself?

Just when Xuechen and others were alerted by the sudden Yinxue, an extremely unfamiliar cold voice sounded in several people's ears at the same time.

"The cold wind is like a knife, treating the earth as a chopping board and treating all living beings as fish and meat."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The strange voice has not been weakened by the cold wind, and is completely imprinted in everyone's mind.

Accompanying this sentence is an image in the form of coordinates.

Everyone looked up in confusion, and saw a lonely figure hanging in the sky more than a hundred meters higher than them.

Xue Chen's expression became more solemn. He didn't detect any sign of anyone approaching, which meant that the other party's strength was probably greater than his.

With such a terrifying chill, could he be Beidi Douluo?

Xue Chen looked at it intently.

It seemed to be the figure of a young man. He was stepping on a long straight board with both feet, making a fist with his right hand and extending his palm upwards.

His clenched right hand seemed to be grasping something, and he was rubbing it slowly. Bits of silver kept falling from between his fingers, and then followed the cold wind and landed on Xue Chen and others.

And on his left shoulder, there seemed to be a strange-shaped plant.

Xuechen's eyes widened and he murmured: "You...are you Huo Yuhao?"

He recognized the other party's identity at first sight.

Huo Yuhao's image left a deep impression on people in the Soul Master Competition, and that strange flying board has simply become his symbol.

Xue Chen already understood how those snowflake-like silver shavings were made. By rubbing the palms of his hands, he could smash a complete piece of silver into countless pieces. Behind this seemingly simple action, what was needed was terrifying power.

Power and control!

Silver is a soft metal. A strong man can easily crush silver into silver cakes, but he can never crush it into slag.

This simple action made Xue Chen feel an inexplicable panic in his heart.

Huo Yuhao's indifferent voice sounded in everyone's minds again.

"Thousands of miles of flying snow turns the sky into a furnace and melts all things into silver."

After saying this, he slowly opened his right hand, and all the silver he held turned into silver shavings and flew down.

"May I ask who you are, Huo Yuhao? I wonder if Beidi Mian is here? Xue has admired his name for a long time, and I am lucky enough to meet him today."

Xuechen greeted him coldly in the air. At the same time, he also gestured to the others beside him.

Several other people invariably put into fighting postures, ready to fight to the death against the powerful enemy that might appear.

Just now they were discussing with great interest how to help His Highness the Crown Prince kill Beidi Douluo. Now that they know that I am around, it is really terrifying.

There was only an indifferent answer from high in the sky.

"A person who is about to die does not need to say much."

Cold words contain infinite murderous intent, leaving no room for maneuver.

Xue Chen's expression changed drastically, and he immediately ordered: "Do it!"

He knew that he would not be a match for the Beidi Douluo, but with so many people as cover, the possibility of escaping was still high. As long as they escaped into Mingdu City, they would be safe.

However, in the next second, everyone's hearts were eroded by a deeper chill.

The originally abundant soul power in their bodies was completely corroded by an unknown force in the snowflake-like silver, and they could not release any soul skills. Even those soul tools that had been touched by silver shavings,

It also lost its effectiveness in an instant.

Next to the grains of silver, snowflakes suddenly appeared, each of which was a neat and delicate octagonal shape.

The flying white snowflakes must have been a colorful sight on normal days, but at this moment it turned into a nightmare-like drawing.

Xue Chen straightened his rickety back in fear, trying to see clearly the figure in the sky.

Behind Huo Yuhao, three blood-red soul rings flashed. The first two soul rings had bright golden patterns, but the one beating at the moment was the third one.

The octagonal branches and leaves entangled on his left shoulder shone with a faint ice-blue light.

Huo Yuhao looked down, grasped his open right hand again, and said word by word: "Burial of Ice Sky and Hundred Flowers."