Douluo: Peerless Blood Hunter Huo Yuhao

Chapter 109 Defeat

The screams stopped suddenly, and the evil soul master named the Messenger of Death was dead. People who believe in evil gods will eventually die at the hands of evil gods.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The sound is like a drum, giving people a feeling of depression and horror.

"This feeling is so... uncomfortable!"

"I feel like I'm suffocating."

Beibei suddenly covered his chest. He felt as if he was lying on the cold ground with a huge boulder pressing on his chest. He also felt that there was an invisible big hand grabbing his heart and crushing this fragile human organ at any time. Gotta smash.

He saw Xu Sanshi and others also covering their chests, with veins bulging out like little snakes, bearing great pressure.

"Come on!"

Xuan Lao's expression changed drastically, and with a wave of his hand, the yellow light enveloped the still living people, and he quickly sent them away under his control, and he also escaped with a few others.

It's a pity that everything is too late. The arrival of death will inevitably require sacrifices, blood and fire, blackness and fog, this is what it will bring.

At the altar, as the messenger of death was swallowed by the altar, the markings left on it were also taken back. Unlike his students, the imprint on the body of the Preparatory Death Messenger is Advent, which can carry a trace of power that is insignificant to the Death God.

The engraving on the messenger of death is a "door", and this door needs to be used in conjunction with the altar. The God of Death is not omnipotent. The so-called gods, immortals, etc. are just sublimated beings.

The information transmitted and the imprint given are just an instinct of this unknown creature. The God of Death is more like a violent creature representing death and the undead, eager to invade the world of the living and drag everything into hell.

Both the master and the disciple longed for the arrival of death, but they did not expect that the arrival of death would take them away at the first moment and rob them of their lives.

The altar had completely changed its appearance. When Mr. Xuan emitted powerful soul power fluctuations, the gods connected to it sensed the possibility that the passage would be destroyed, so they built the passage in advance.

The blood pool dries up, the innocent soul disappears, and what remains is the door emerging from the pit, with circles of bloody ripples spreading.

There has never been such a portal in the world. It is composed of human skeletons. The skeletons seem to be running for their lives, desperately trying to climb up, stacked on top of each other, with the skulls looking up. Red blood vessel-like tissues were densely packed and growing on the gate.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Muffled sounds came out from inside the door regularly, even though there was nothing on the other side of the door. The door shook. The so-called heartbeat was actually a knock on the door, but the knock on the door seemed strange.

Suddenly, the door opened, and dark red mist surged, quickly engulfing everything around it. As the mist surged, the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling could be faintly heard. It was unknown whether it was tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of undead howling in pain.

The mist is like a sea, and huge, misshapen shadows swim.

Even the undead creatures created at the cost of thousands of living people are not enough to bear the power of a Super Douluo or above.

The real function of the Death Messenger and the altar is to build a stable enough anchor point. Once the anchor point is constructed, the God of Death can use the imprint of the Death Messenger to continuously strengthen the anchor point and descend on a small part of the body at the same time.

This is easier than building a strong enough body. The God of Death instinctively chose this method.

Although the Death Messenger and his students are not enough to be considered by any major force in Douluo Continent, their ability to cause trouble is beyond the reach of any force.

Wang Yan and others were being led by Mr.

At this moment, it is too late to consider the load brought by such a speed. Are you even thinking about this when your life is about to die?

Mr. Xuan suddenly threw the student and Wang Yan into the distance, and the light ball of soul power wrapped around them and passed away into the distance.

The reason why he did this was simple. The dark red mist had spread behind him, and in the mist were thick chains that seemed to grow out of the void. Like a chain viper, it passed through the air, instantly breaking the sound barrier and bursting out with a deafening sound.

But a pair of big hands caught them. Xuanzi had completely released his martial spirit. His muscles bulged, bursting out of his coat, and a pair of spiral horns sprouted from his head.

The battle is about to break out.

barracks.

"Who is fighting!" A tall, blond, middle-aged man couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Marshal!" The big cowhide tent was opened, and an old man walked in with a serious expression.

"There is a huge wave of soul power coming from the north, and it is estimated that it is far away from the fortress..."

The old man's name was Durres. He had been following Duke White Tiger on his expeditions to the north and south, and had made great military exploits. He was a close aide of Duke White Tiger.

The middle-aged man listening to his report was none other than Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger.

"I can naturally feel the fluctuations in soul power. Such fluctuations must be caused by the battle between the most powerful Super Douluo." Dai Hao and Du Leisi walked out of the camp.

The soldiers were ready for battle one by one, wearing strong armor and strong momentum. Except for the new recruits, the soldiers here have basically experienced the training of blood and fire.

Dai Hao looked into the distance and saw a yellow light. The light seemed to be entangled with something.

Although the army showed no signs of unstable military morale, the soldiers also felt extremely depressed by such scenes.

Duresi hesitated for a moment, then said: "Marshal, those seem to be the eldest young master and the second young master..."

"I know." Dai Hao waved his hand, interrupting Duresi.

"One of the two warring parties should be Mr. Xuan of Shrek Academy." Dai Hao himself is also a powerful eight-ring soul douluo. He will definitely become a titled super douluo in the future. There is also a lot of hope for a super douluo.

He had seen all the titled Douluo from the Star Luo Empire, but the current astonishing momentum between the two warring parties was beyond the reach of even the super Douluo of the empire.

This was the Star Luo Empire's fortress against the Sun and Moon Empire. Two extremely powerful men were fighting near the fortress, so he couldn't help but ignore it. But while paying attention to it, it is also very powerless.

There was nothing he could do in a battle beyond the normal Super Douluo level. On the battlefield, such strong men are often restrained by other strong men.

Bringing the army there would only cost the lives of the soldiers.

Who will be fighting with Mr. Xuan?

Xuanzi, Taotie Douluo, has a soul power as high as level ninety-eight, and is the pinnacle existence known in the world. Could it be that the one he was fighting was the peak ninth-level soul master of the Sun and Moon Empire?

Dai Hao shook his head. He felt a very strange aura, like an evil soul master.

"This!" Dai Hao's eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen something unbelievable, "How is this possible?"

He could feel that the fluctuation of soul power belonging to Mr. Xuan weakened instantly.

And it had only been a few minutes since he sensed the movement of the battle. In his opinion, Mr. Xuan, who surpassed Xingluo as the first Douluo, had already lost!

(End of this chapter)