Douluo: Peerless Blood Hunter Huo Yuhao

Chapter 108 Death Comes

"Perhaps it was right not to call Dean Lin."

The starlight and moonlight in the night sky were obscured, and only the thick yellow light group could be seen colliding with the dark red mist. The extraordinary factors entangled and annihilated, and the energy vortex at the edge spread for thousands of meters before completely dissipating.

Just the aftermath was enough to change the color of Soul Saint.

The dark red mysterious mist entangled the thick yellow light group like tentacles, and the source of the yellow light group was also trying its best to drag the mysterious mist upwards, seemingly intending to move the battlefield to the sky.

When the collision unfolded on the ground, it could be said that the earth shook and the mountains shook, the surface of the mountain range was torn apart, and huge boulders fell off the rock mass and rolled down with an astonishing momentum.

The roar was like thunder, sweeping over the mountains like a tsunami and spreading into the distance.

"No matter which world it is, it will be very troublesome if it involves the gods." Huo Yuhao said. Obviously, he made a huge error in his judgment of the messenger of death.

"Things have been a little smooth lately." He reflected. If you act with arrogance and contempt, you will die. This is the biggest obstacle to survival.

No matter how brilliant he was in the past, he is not the top powerhouse in Douluo Continent now.

Just like those people on the Miracle Road, some of them were at the pinnacle of life before they came to the Miracle Road, or they were hailed as rare geniuses for many years, but they still have to die on the Miracle Road. .

No matter if you are a noble or an emperor, no matter if you are a god or an immortal, facing some madman who is forced into a desperate situation, you can only pick up the knife in your hand. If the knife is broken, use your fist. If you want to live, you have to bite him. The enemy is bitten to death.

The loser eats the dust, that's all. The loser doesn't even decide whether he will die or not.

Huo Yuhao saw from the memory fragments that even when he was following his teacher, he would encounter all kinds of interceptions. Either there was someone touching the transcendent on the opposite side, or hundreds or even thousands of people swarmed him together.

There, there is no absolute safety. In the end, it all depends on whose knife is faster. The same is true for Yanan. The ancient gods who were cut off from their thrones are the best examples.

When Huo Yuhao was fighting with the God of Death, the corpse in the cave of the Hand of Death was detonated.

Outside the cave, a sloppy old man who was drinking and eating meat was suddenly stunned. Then his face changed drastically, and he suddenly turned into a stream of light and entered the cave.

The cave was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the rock walls were covered in plasma.

"How could this happen?" The sloppy old man's eyes were splitting, and his shoulders and hands were trembling.

It was just a normal mission. After he felt that there were at most a few soul kings among the enemies, he safely handed over the mission to Wang Yan.

But the fluctuation just now completely surpassed the soul emperor level. It was equivalent to a soul saint launching his martial soul's true body and sparing no effort to strike, and it was a large-scale attack. Soul Saint will only explode such attacks when desperate.

That was equivalent to facing the last struggle of a soul saint who was forced into a desperate situation. Other soul saints were not willing to face such an attack head-on.

He knew something was wrong!

"Mr. People are on guard.

The outer courtyard team led by Wang Yan was far away from the center of the explosion. After all, there were soul kings and soul sects in the hands of death. This also allowed them to escape disaster, although it cost a lot.

But the situation of the students in the inner courtyard is not that simple.

Dai Yueheng and Gong Yang fell in front of the main players, covered in plasma and still breathing, trying to stay awake.

You can see the light of soul power under the plasma, which is the body-protecting soul power. If they lose consciousness and face the poisonous blood, they will leave huge hidden dangers even if they don't die. Treating a disease is difficult, but creating injuries that are difficult for medical staff to treat is easy. Destruction is often easier than repair and creation.

Ling Luochen hit the rock wall hard, and the cracks in the rock wall behind him spread, showing how terrifying the explosion was. The ground was scattered with ice that she had transformed into to resist attacks.

That was her second soul skill, Ice Armor Body Protection.

However, the effect did not seem to be as good as she imagined. At this moment, her mouth and nose were bleeding, her internal organs were shocked, and everything in front of her eyes became blurry.

After all, it's just a second soul skill, a century-old soul skill. Although soul skills depend on development, developing a century-old soul skill to the point where it can rival a ten thousand-year soul skill can already be regarded as a semi-self-created soul skill.

It would be very difficult to completely analyze the original soul skills and carry out acquired optimization based on the original framework. It can be regarded as a major topic for martial arts researchers to study.

Due to the distribution of corpses, she did not face the most terrifying explosion. Otherwise, such an attack would be useless even if she had a layer of Huo Yuhao's Ice Emperor body protection.

As for the remaining inner courtyard students, they have all died. Mr. Xuan did not feel their vitality.

He saw several corpses wearing the special armor of the inner courtyard academy, and the armor had been torn apart.

"Haha, this is the consequence of you offending the great messenger of death. If you dare to hinder the coming of the god, you all deserve to die. This is the price you should pay for blaspheming the god." A sinister smile came from the deepest part of the cave.

That was the messenger of death, and he heard Xiao Xiao's crying voice. It doesn't make him pity, it just turns him on.

"Asshole, you deserve to die!" Boss Xuan shouted and glared at the messenger of death.

The messenger of death provoked: "Old guy, what can you do to me? Now..."

He was suddenly speechless, and overwhelming pressure came upon him.

"Seal, title Douluo!"

The nine soul rings, two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red, vibrate, bringing huge fluctuations in soul power. The yellow light swept across the bodies of the three inner courtyard academies who were still alive, removing the blood that contained the intense corpse poison.

Mr. Xuan grabbed it with his big hand, and the invisible power made the Death Messenger unable to resist, and was absorbed from the air.

But when Mr. Xuan was about to catch the messenger of death, the guy turned into a plume of smoke, and at the same time detonated the body of a dead inner courtyard student, and escaped in the chaos of the explosion.

The explosion happened suddenly, and Mr. Xuan could only give priority to protecting his team members.

At this time, his scalp suddenly felt numb, and he felt that something was reviving, or coming, deep in the cave.

An invisible barrier was shattered, and the aura of ominousness and death spread rapidly, as if a sleeping beast felt threatened.

Old Xuan didn't know what it was. He had not noticed the other party's existence at all before. But now, the unknown existence has awakened, because of the huge fluctuation of soul power that he erupted.

"Ah! Lord Death, why! Don't, don't..." You can vaguely hear the screams of the evil soul master who calls himself the messenger of Death. It makes people shudder, like in a dark execution room, sinners are suffering all kinds of things. torture.

(End of this chapter)