Douluo's ice devil Yuhao

The chest of the tall man was pierced, and the golden spear with a length of more than three meters propelled him high.The man kept struggling in mid-air, like a broken flag waving in the breeze.

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

In the alley where the golden lights shone, there was still a vaguely majestic dragon chant echoing.

The remnant body of the tall man continued to struggle, holding the spear piercing through his chest with his last strength with both hands, 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 also twitched feebly in mid-air, but they never touched the ground again.

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

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

Two yellows, two purples and two blacks, the number of soul rings is one more than that of him who is the soul king.

Accompanied by the dragon's chant and golden glow, the tall man's vitality was rapidly disappearing, it was absorbed by the golden spear in Huo Qiu'er's hand, and then turned into a part of her soul power.

The lost vitality was irretrievable, and the broken heart that had been pierced through the tall man's chest soon stopped beating.

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

The tall man never thought that he, a hunter who had succeeded many times in the past, would now be the prey of the girl in front of him.

His aura had completely disappeared, but Huo Qiu'er's right hand, which was holding the spear high, still did not let go.Her eyes were full of indifference, and she quietly felt the breath of life sent back from the spear.

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

The golden dragon gun, according to legend, is made of the No.40 nine ribs of the first generation golden dragon, and has the terrifying ability to absorb life force.

For any creature killed by it, the vitality will become the nourishment of the golden dragon gun, which will be given back to its user.

And this powerful weapon also has its own pride, except for the owner of the golden dragon spirit, no one can control it.

Not long after, the absorption of vitality came to an end, Huo Qiu'er drew back the golden dragon gun, threw away the tall man's body like throwing garbage, danced around, and leaned behind him.

In Huo Qiu'er's hands, the Golden Dragon Spear was like a part of her body, and the spear that had penetrated through her body just now was not stained with blood.

To be recognized by the Golden Dragon Spear, her martial soul is naturally a golden dragon known for its extreme strength.Under the crushing force, even a tall man at the level of a soul king has no power to fight back.

Huo Qiu'er stepped on the ground with her right foot, and her body that was standing on the spot rushed out of the alley, and then stepped on the ground again when she landed, her whole body turned into a black whirlwind, and rushed tens of meters away, as if grabbing Stuck something and brought it back to the alley.

She threw the person she was holding on to the ground, and it turned out to be another thin and short 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, my lord, please forgive me, we are blind."

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

The moment the tall man was picked up by the golden dragon gun, he realized that something was wrong, and before the tall man was completely dead, he ran away.

Unfortunately, he failed to escape from Huo Qiuer's palm.

Huo Qiu'er looked down at him coldly, dancing the Golden Dragon Spear with her arms around and around.

She asked lightly: "Are you from the Pingfan League?"

Intentionally or unintentionally, the shuttle-shaped gun tip swept across the thin man's eyes a few centimeters away, and the sharp breath cut off a few strands of his hair.

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 and short man was so frightened that he lost his mind, and hurriedly replied: "No, we are not from the Pingfan League."

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

The thin and short man swallowed his saliva, summoned up his courage and said, "My lord, we are just scattered people. We catch some beautiful women in Mingdu and sell them to Pingfanmeng. But we are not from Pingfanmeng."

"Actually, he is the main culprit. He captured those women. I was just helping him watch the wind."

Seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly pointed to the dead tall man on the ground, blamed him for all the crimes, and left himself completely.

Huo Qiu'er asked again: "What on earth does this Pingfan League do? The name is Pingfan, but what it does seems to be extraordinary."

The thin and short man hurriedly replied: "The Pingfan League controls the underground entertainment industry and some human trafficking in the entire Mingdu."

"And...and those who stand behind the Ordinary League are those great nobles, and they have a great demand for female slaves."

He was even more sure that Huo Qiu'er came from the Three Kingdoms of the mainland, and he did not understand the news of these underground forces in Mingdu.

The thin and short man said tremblingly: "My lord, we are blind today, so please hold your hands high and let me go."

Huo Qiu'er snorted coldly: "You should know where the Pingfanmeng is?"

The skinny man's heart skipped a beat: "Why are you asking this?"

"Take me to the Ordinary League, and I will participate in the underground soul engineer competition." Huo Qiu'er said lightly.

"Ah? My lord, you are actually a soul engineer!"

The thin and short man was dumbfounded, only feeling cold all over.

Soul mentors have a very high social status in Mingdu, and they actually wanted to attack the soul mentor of a sixth-ring soul emperor just now.

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

The level of the soul master and the level of the soul engineer can roughly correspond. A strong soul emperor may have a sixth-level soul engineer. This is a level that is enough to unconditionally accept the noble status distributed by the Sun and Moon Royal Family, and it is also the target of all major forces. .

"Lead the way." Huo Qiu'er was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, and just said these two words indifferently.

"Yes Yes……"

The thin and short man gathered the courage from nowhere, stood up and walked out. When he passed the tall man's body, he gave him a vicious look, as if resenting why he chose such a noble target.

Huo Qiu'er was not worried that he dared to disagree, so she just followed behind him.

The thin and short man didn't dare to make a sound, so he could only lead the way silently in front, for fear of causing the adult behind him to be unhappy.

Huo Qiu'er asked a question abruptly, which made the thin and short man tremble all over with fright: "Trafficking people, will human beings also sell the same kind as goods?"

"Are you arresting people on the street, so blatantly?"

Her seemingly random question made the short man's heart beat faster.

"My lord, after we catch people, we immediately take them to the Ordinary League. There are those noble masters behind them. Even if we catch the wrong person, Ordinary League and those noble masters will naturally have a solution."

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

The thin and short man said anxiously: "Behind the Aodu Chamber of Commerce, which is one of the three major underground forces along with the Pingfan League, is the military. They have already united to fight against the other biggest force, the Xishui League. There are people above to take care of it."

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

The thin and short man didn't dare to speak, so he had to lead the way silently.

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 lights of other surrounding buildings, the lights of this hotel are mainly red and purple, which seems out of place.

The thin and short man said anxiously: "My lord, this is the Qingxia Hotel under the Pingfan League. The underground soul mentor competition in the Pingfan League competition area will be held here today."

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

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

Based on his understanding of Qingxia Hotel, it seems that he has frequented it quite often.

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

"This... my lord, I actually don't know much about it. I only know that all participating soul engineers will first be auditioned in the three competition areas, and then each competition area will choose candidates to go to the western suburbs to participate in the final."

"You can gamble recklessly in the underground soul engineer competition, but I don't know anything else."

The thin and short man racked his brains to provide such a little information.

"My lord, I have already brought you the Ordinary League, then, then I will take my leave..."

The thin and short man spoke hesitantly, testing Huo Qiu'er's attitude, but he lowered his head and dared not look into her eyes.

His footsteps have already begun to move, ready to escape at any time.

This area is the territory of the Pingfan League. If it can attract the attention of the Pingfan League, it might be able to escape from Huo Qiu'er.

However, Huo Qiu'er's cold words pronounced the death sentence for the thin and short man.

"When did I say you could go?"

The thin and short man was struck by lightning: "My lord, you promise to let me go..."

Before he could finish speaking, his body was picked up by the Golden Dragon Spear just like his dead brother.

"When did I promise?" Huo Qiu'er asked suspiciously.

The skinny man's eyes were full of despair.

His cultivation was far inferior to that of his brother. After struggling for a while, he screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood. He couldn't die anymore.

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

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

Huo Qiuer retracted the Golden Dragon Spear, gave him a final cold look, and left slowly.

She stopped far outside the Qingxia Hotel and looked up.

The underground soul engineer competition will not start until daytime, and it is still very early before dawn.

The bright red-purple soul guide lamp teases the lust deep in the human heart, and there is an atmosphere of confusion around the entire hotel.

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

Huo Qiu'er 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, human beings are indeed far above soul beasts."

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

The door of Qingxia Hotel was closed tightly, and there were two guards standing at the door.

The cultivation of those two guards is not strong, but they are very handsome and handsome, and they are only about 20 years old.These two were more doormen than doormen.

One of them was stunned for a moment and asked, "Did you hear something?"

"No, are you..."

The other person looked bewildered, and before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly fell from the sky, it seemed that he had just jumped out of the high-rise window of the hotel.

Although the man fell from a height, his toes touched the ground lightly, and he landed gracefully and steadily at the hotel entrance.She has a beautiful face and a holy temperament, and she is actually a young girl.

Wearing a yellow dress, she glanced at the two guards lightly: "I'll go and have a look."

"Yes." The two guards stopped talking and continued to do their jobs well.

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

Ye Guyi quickly walked towards the direction where the scream came from.She walked briskly, but she didn't look flustered at all, and she exuded a noble and holy aura in a yellow dress.

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

Ye Guyi raised his eyebrows lightly.

She didn't know this person, but his death aroused her curiosity.

He was not only killed by a sharp weapon piercing his body, but his whole vitality was also swallowed by a strange and powerful force. This strange way of death can easily be associated with a special group of soul masters - evil soul masters.

Ye Guyi came up with this idea naturally.

Could it be that the evil soul master did it?Is there an evil spirit master nearby?
She scanned the street quickly, but didn't feel the evil aura she was extremely sensitive to.

She stayed for a while, and returned to Qingxia Hotel not long after.

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

The suzerain of the Noumenon Sect, Du Bushi, is standing on it with the Great Enshrinement Hall of the Xingluo Empire.

Behind the two of them, there are several experts from Noumenon Sect and Xingluo respectively standing.

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

"Sovereign Poison, old man, what do you think?"

Wearing a white robe, Tianlao looked like a fairy, and said indifferently: "Although the idea is good, I don't agree with it."

Du Bushi laughed loudly and said: "The ones surnamed Xu are just three titled Douluo, are you afraid of becoming like this?"

Tian Lao frowned: "The poison is not dead, the three titled Douluo are trivial, but if we startle the snake and attract the Dragon Emperor Douluo, how will you and I deal with it?"

Du Bushi didn't care and said: "It's just Long Xiaoyao, a mere old man, what is there to be afraid of? If you are surnamed Xu, if you are afraid of death, at worst, I will deal with Long Xiaoyao alone."

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

"Hmph, my Noumenon sect has always done things like this. I kill people I don't like, and I grab things I like. What? I kill a few evil soul masters, you have to tell me what to do?" Du Bushi laughed.

Tian Lao turned his head away, closed his eyes and meditated, as if he didn't want to argue with Du Bushi anymore.

"Belongs to the Noumenon Sect, before the eunuch Xu Tianran has surrounded Mingdu, go out with the old man to exercise." Du Bushi turned his head and said to the people behind him.

"Yes, Sect Master."

Accompanied by hearty laughter, several people turned into meteors and flew out of Mingdu.