Douluo: Shura Huo Yuhao

Chapter 307 The Association to Save the Undead Soul Beasts

"Kneel down and seek life or death."

Being stared at by Huo Yuhao's indifferent eyes, Ye Xishui trembled all over and opened his mouth slightly, but it seemed as if a big hand was strangling his throat. No sound could come out, and a bone-chilling chill spread throughout his body bit by bit. , as if it could swallow her completely in the next second.

"I"

Just as Ye Xishui was hesitating, a flattering voice sounded from another cell.

"I am willing to surrender!"

"Oh?"

Huo Yuhao turned around and saw that the speaker was a scrawny, middle-aged man with an unshaven beard. He was imprisoned in a cell diagonally across from Ye Xishui. At this moment, the man was holding the fence with both hands, and an eager light burst out from his deeply sunken eye sockets. , staring at him closely.

"Sir, I am useful! I am very useful! I can kill people, whether they are high-level officials of the Spirit Federation, high-level officials of the Spirit Transferring Tower, or even spirit beasts in the Star Dou Forest. As long as you don't like them, I can kill them all for you. !”

The King of Slaughter on the side couldn't help but twitch his eyes slightly when he heard this. While he was silently mourning for this evil soul master, he carefully raised his eyes and glanced at Huo Yuhao's face. When he saw the playful smile on the corner of the other person's mouth, he suddenly felt cold and lowered his head. Don't dare to make any more noise.

"Really?"

A slightly teasing voice sounded. When the thin man saw that Huo Yuhao was clearly smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes, his flattering expression suddenly froze. At this moment, he felt that his inner thoughts had no trace in front of those blue eyes. With nowhere to hide, he subconsciously lowered his head in a sense of panic.

"As long as I can get out, I am willing to submit to you, sir. I believe that you will not waste a titled Douluo's combat power."

As long as you can go out, why don't you let the birds fly?

The eyes covered by the weed-like hair flickered slightly, and the entire dungeon became silent for a while. The only thing left in the world was the sound of his wildly beating heartbeat. The man could clearly feel that Huo Yuhao was still staring at him. Time became extremely long at this moment.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, causing the man to subconsciously lower his head lower to make his attitude more respectful.

Finally, the murderous aura in the entire dungeon suddenly subsided, as if the mountain oppressing him had disappeared.

Huo Yuhao first glanced down at Ye Xishui, who was gasping for breath, and suddenly a silhouette of an old man wearing a gray robe appeared behind him.

As the old man chanted obscure spells, the prisoners in the prison were horrified to find that a six-pointed star circle appeared under their feet, and the unique deathly silence from undead magic continued to spread in the air.

Just when everyone was panicking, Huo Yuhao's voice rang out.

"I know what you are thinking in your hearts. I do need you to do something, but unfortunately, these things do not necessarily require you to be alive. For me, death is not the end. Even after death, you will still do it. I use it, and the only difference is that you can use it better when you are alive."

As the words fell, the six-pointed star array flashed with light, and the shackles that had lost their support fell to the ground with a muffled sound. All the evil soul masters were seen disappearing into the prison.

The King of Slaughter trembled when he saw this scene. How could he not recognize this move that he regarded as a nightmare? Huo Yuhao used this magic circle to bring him to a strange space from which he could not escape. In the end, It turned into this ghostly appearance.

Even after being transformed into an undead creature, he instinctively feels close to the aura of that plane, but the fear in his heart still cannot be eliminated.

As if he sensed the fear of the King of Slaughter, Huo Yuhao glanced at him, and the same six-pointed star formation appeared at his feet.

"Wait for me here."

".yes."

The plane of the undead.

The purple-black sun hangs high in the sky, and a light gate stands on the endless dark land. Some strange-shaped vegetation can be seen here and there, and the most eye-catching thing is the one in the distance that is comparable in size to Chuanling City. Gray city.

After a slight buzz, the light gate spit out several thin figures, which were the evil soul masters who were still in the dungeon of the Killing City just now.

".Where is this?"

After a brief daze, they finally reacted after being teleported here in a daze. They looked at the strange scenes around them with vigilance. Many people had already noticed the gray city that could only be seen in outline because it was so far away. .

Before they could take a closer look, one of them shouted with unspeakable surprise on his face.

"My soul skills and soul power are no longer suppressed!"

"Eh? Mine too!"

"There is no suppression here?"

While everyone was pleasantly surprised, they also began to secretly guard against the people around them. Everyone was an evil soul master, so naturally they all knew what an evil soul master was. Even though they had a harmonious relationship in the dungeon before, they occasionally chatted and chatted. He had killed so many people outside, but it was just a dream to ask them to hand their backs to each other.

You know, everyone present is the champion of the hell killing field. In this environment where soul skills and soul power are suppressed and there is no big gap, no one can join forces with others on the surface and then stab them behind the back. experience?

Back stabbing and anal sex, they are all professionals.

While they were confronting each other, they also kept an eye on the other people's cultivation. Although they couldn't see the specifics, they could still tell something through the number of soul rings and their age.

Soon, the eyes of several people fell on the only woman in the audience who only had Contra cultivation level.

His skin is pale, and even if he has not eaten for a long time, his figure under the black robe is still very hot. There are dark red lines from the corners of his eyes that extend all the way to his temples. He looks evil and coquettish. He is the deputy of the Holy Spirit Cult in his previous life. The leader, Evil Phoenix Douluo Fengling.

There were only eight soul rings at her feet, four purple and four black.

As the being with the weakest cultivation, after noticing the direct gazes of others, she did not show a timid look on her face, but her body still consciously leaned to the side. She looked in the best condition, and she was also a woman. Ye Xishui.

Ye Xishui glanced at Fengling who wanted to seek shelter, chuckled, and also summoned the martial spirit. As soon as the terrifying nine spirit rings of six black and three red appeared, the aura of the Ultimate Douluo shocked the entire audience in an instant. .

"Ultimate Douluo!?"

Including Fengling, everyone present was a little dumbfounded. They really didn't expect that an Extreme Douluo would be locked in the same dungeon with them.

Ye Xishui didn't care at all whether her actions would arouse other people's vigilance, but soon she seemed to sense something. She frowned slightly and looked back at the pair of slightly dim golden wings that appeared behind her. .

The light element in this space is very thin, which means that her combat effectiveness will be greatly weakened, but even so, it is more than enough to deal with these people. Just when she was about to summon the bleeding soul demon puppet Wuhun to take a look, the light door fluctuated again, and a snow-white figure walked out of it casually, looking around curiously.

This is also the first time Huo Yuhao has opened the plane of the undead after arriving for ten thousand years.

"Really decent."

Electrolux's tone was somewhat emotional. He could naturally tell that most of the changes in the plane of the undead were made by himself. This feeling of coming to the future to see what he had done in the past ten thousand years was indeed a bit strange.

This thing is like a house. Every time Huo Yuhao and Electrolux go in and out, it is equivalent to opening the door with a key. Now, they are using the same key to reopen this house that has not changed the door locks for ten thousand years. What you see now is the changes that this house has experienced in these ten thousand years.

Judging from the area alone, the plane of the undead today is many times larger than it was ten thousand years ago, and the light element, although thin, actually exists. Because undead creatures are afraid of the light element, the previous plane of the undead did not exist. With a little bit of light element, what it looks like now is probably that the undead creatures here have undergone a breakthrough change.

Coupled with the plants that are strange in shape but grow tenaciously, although they are still only semi-finished products, they are getting closer and closer to the real plane.

But both master and disciple understand that the most important role of this plane now is actually as a transit station for souls.

Huo Yuhao had already discovered this before when he was in the Star Forest. Soul beasts have such a long lifespan, while humans, even titled Douluo, only have a lifespan of two hundred years.

How many titled Douluo must appear in the human race during the period from the birth of a soul beast to its ten-thousand-year cultivation? And how many ten thousand year soul rings does a titled Douluo need?

How can there be so many ten thousand year soul beasts to provide soul rings?

Even if one soul can provide several soul rings, it will only slightly relieve the pressure on the soul beast compared to ten thousand years ago when one soul beast provided one soul ring. It treats the symptoms but not the root cause.

And soul beasts are not fools. If short-lived humans die, they as souls must also be buried with them. Even if the soul ritual has the effect of sharing spiritual wisdom and making cultivation faster, not many soul beasts are willing. After all, compared to the improved cultivation speed, life span is obviously more important.

In today's era, soul beasts can go to the Dragon God Realm after they reach 200,000 years. They are no longer able to become gods like in the previous life. After coming and going, no soul beast is willing to become a soul.

In order to solve this problem, inherited souls were born. The improved contract will leave a mark on the souls of those soul beasts during the soul ritual. If the host dies, the souls will not dissipate together, but will be imprinted on them. The mark on the soul opens a passage to the plane of the dead and guides the souls to this plane. Now it seems that the souls are gathered in that city.

This kind of soul is called the inherited soul. It can return to the Spirit Transferring Tower through the passage and become the soul of other humans again. Until it reaches 200,000 years of cultivation in the process, it can ascend to the Dragon God after becoming a host. boundary.

Of course, in order to prevent some souls from maliciously killing their hosts, every soul from the plane of the undead must be strictly reviewed to ensure that there are no problems before they can become inheritance souls.

This is also the way that a large number of soul masters today obtain souls that have been cultivated for more than ten thousand years. Although it is second-hand, this kind of feeling that has been trained by others and knows how to change positions just by patting the butt has a unique flavor.

Many soul masters with this unique hobby even spontaneously established a loose organization called the 'Association for Saving Undead Soul Beasts'. To sum up, a group of perverts get together every day to discuss how to be awesome at those soul beasts that can't forget their previous hosts.

It can be said that it fully demonstrates the absurd side of this society.

"where is this place!?"

The frightened and angry voice drew Huo Yuhao's attention back. He glanced at the crowd who looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, and he spoke slowly.

"A place where your death will count."

As he said, death is not the end. If you die here, you can be converted into undead creatures, but they do not have a second soul like the King of Slaughter. At the moment of death, the soul power will begin to dissipate, and in the end it will be considered successful. Converting will also lead to a loss of spiritual intelligence, so it can only be regarded as a last resort.

I don't know if it was because there was no longer any suppression. Even though the evil soul masters were extremely weak at the moment, their faces were filled with confidence. The thin man who had been groveling just now spoke in a deep voice.

"As long as we surrender, will you let us out?"

Now they don't know where they are, and if they want to get out, they have to rely on the person who sent them in. If possible, they are not willing to waste their little energy to conflict with the other party.

"There is only one way to get out."

Huo Yuhao shook his hand casually, and the gray air flow gathered in his hand to form a simple parchment scroll with gray cipher text printed on it.

"Sign this master-servant contract."

After hearing this, everyone's faces suddenly darkened. Although they didn't know what effect it would have, they knew that the thing was not a good thing just by hearing the name. The people present were more or less knowledgeable and realized that this might be the martial spirit. Things like ability, once signed, you may really have no control over.

Several people looked at each other, and a sinister smile appeared on one of the members' faces.

"I think there is another way."

"Then I'll catch you and torture you until you tell me how to get out."

Huo Yuhao raised his brows, as if he had heard something funny. The corners of his mouth curled up, and then he looked at Ye Xishui and Fengling beside him.

"Where are you two?"

Seeing Huo Yuhao's harmless look, Ye Xishui felt an inexplicable chill in her heart. The scene where the other party looked directly at her in the cell just now appeared in her mind. As the target of murderous intent, how did she feel? Very different from others.

The super inspiration brought by Extreme Douluo made her feel an unprecedented omen of death. Looking back now, her body still wanted to tremble with fear, unable to raise the slightest resistance.

You know, even in a suppressed state, the King of Slaughter did not give her such a premonition, but the man in front of her just released murderous intent, and her inspiration told her that she was going to die!

When the other party took out the parchment, she knew that everyone present, including her, really had no right to choose.

Her voice was dry, and she finally said what she had not finished before.

"I sign."

Then, under the eyes of everyone in disbelief, she used her mental power to guide the gray characters in the parchment to sink into her forehead.

After a while, Ye Xishui opened his eyes again, looked at Huo Yuhao with complicated eyes, and knelt down on one knee.

"Owner."

In the mental space, Tianmeng Iceworm scratched his head after seeing this scene, opened his mouth and pondered for a long time before speaking hesitantly.

"Why do you feel like we are becoming more and more like villains?"

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