Douluo: Me! Huo Yuhao, Holy Son of Wuhun Palace

Abyssal plane, 80th floor.

Abyssal evil sickle tribe gathering place.

Huo Yuhao and Gu Yuena descended silently.

This layer of the abyss world is ruled by the "Abyssal Evil Scythe" tribe.

The Abyssal Evil Scythe has an extremely fast flying speed and powerful explosive power. The entire tribe has always been tyrannical and bloodthirsty. It is one of the top tribes in the abyss plane.

This is just one of the worlds ruled by the Abyssal Evil Scythe. There was an Abyssal Emperor born in their tribe. He followed His Majesty the Saint King and was located on the 105th floor of the abyss.

Huo Yuhao launched a divine mind exploration and found that there were three ninth-level Abyssal Evil Scythe kings in this world.

The most powerful one among them was the "Abyssal Scythe Emperor" described in the exploration intelligence. He was the patriarch of the Abyssal Evil Scythe tribe and the "Abyss Lord" of the 80th floor. His life maintained the survival of this layer of the abyss.

"Abyssal Evil Scythe..." Huo Yuhao whispered softly.

He immediately activated the dreaming method, and the picture changed rapidly.

——

The eyes of the Abyss Evil Scythe King, who originally sat on the throne of the Black Tower, were instantly stained with blood.

A blood poison appeared on his neck, pulsating, and he was grinning, as if he was fighting something.

But soon, his consciousness was disintegrated, and he was occupied by crazy thoughts.

——

Chaos broke out from the Abyss Evil Scythe tribe.

The Abyss Scythe King had fallen into madness for some reason, and was slaughtering his people at this time.

The other two ninth-level Abyss Evil Scythe Kings joined forces, but they were unable to suppress him.

Due to the special nature of the Scythe King as the "Lord of the Abyss", they did not dare to harm each other's lives.

In such an emergency, they had to rush to ask for help from the "Ancestor" at the end of the abyss.

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Abyss plane, 105th floor.

Scythe King

The true leader of the Abyss Evil Scythe tribe, an ancient existence like the ancestor.

He is one of the eight great emperors of the abyss who follows His Majesty the Saint. He is a peerless strongman who has reached the level of "demigod" and is the real ruler of the world's ruling class!

He received news from his tribe from the 80th floor of the abyss.

It is said that the "Sickle Emperor", the leader of the tribe, has fallen into madness for some reason and caused civil strife among the tribe, hoping that the ancestor will take action to suppress it.

The Sickle Emperor couldn't help but frown.

Out of control again?

It seems that his position as the "Sickle Emperor" should be replaced.

The Sickle Emperor looked cold, and a pair of green wings suddenly opened behind him.

In an instant, his figure turned into a residual shadow, cutting through the void at a very fast speed, and rushed towards the central black tower transmission place.

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Abyss plane, 80th floor.

With the powerful green light surging in the center of the black tower, the Sickle Emperor descended, stepped into the void, and proudly looked down at the burning hall below that turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The Abyss Evil Scythe Clan, who were originally suffering from the disaster, saw that figure and immediately saw hope.

A crack suddenly appeared in the void behind the Scythe Emperor.

Several elemental chains suddenly rushed out from the crack and entangled the Scythe Emperor's limbs from behind.

Sudden attack, the Scythe Emperor reacted very quickly, and the wings behind him intertwined like swords, unfolding dozens of crisscrossing green edges in the void, breaking the chains.

The Scythe Emperor suddenly turned around, and his arm instantly turned into an extremely sharp mantis arm blade, which spun rapidly and chopped forward, directly tearing the void in front of him.

A cold and piercing frost blade came like lightning, confronting the Scythe Emperor's attack head-on, and the edges of the two intersected with each other. At the moment they collided with each other——

The Scythe Emperor finally saw the person who attacked clearly.

This is a night elf wrapped in a black robe, holding a frost sword made of ice crystals in his hand, emitting a strong icy breath, as if it could freeze everything around.

The sickle emperor was secretly shocked.

It turned out to be him!

The invader from the Douluo plane disguised as a night elf!

In an instant.

The two started a fierce battle in the void, the blue edge and the cold ice breath intertwined, and in just a few breaths, they had fought dozens of rounds.

Demigod?

After the initial collision, the sickle emperor estimated the enemy's strength.

Enemies of this level are definitely strong opponents, and the victory or defeat cannot be quickly determined in a short period of time!

Thinking of the death of the bee emperor, he was extremely vigilant.

The internal strife of the tribe was obviously a trap set by the other party.

His purpose of luring me here - to hunt me? !

Thinking of this, the sickle emperor immediately turned around and turned into a long blue rainbow and ran straight to the black tower.

Escape!

He has a profound knowledge of space, and his means of chasing and escaping are praised by His Majesty the Saint.

The Scythe Emperor cursed in his heart.

Didn't the Spirit Emperor and his men follow orders to kill him?

Why did they let the other party sneak into the 80th floor of the Abyss? !

Just as the Scythe Emperor was about to reach the Black Tower, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in the void in front of him.

It was a girl in a white dress. She had a beautiful face, fair and translucent skin, a crescent moon mark on her forehead, and a hint of indifference and alienation in her light purple eyes.

The Devil of the Moon!

The Scythe Emperor's heart trembled violently, and he stopped in mid-air, not daring to move forward half a step.

His eyes were fixed on the girl in the white dress in front of him, and a strong sense of fear surged in his heart.

Compared with her, the night elf behind him seemed less scary.

The death of the Bee Emperor may be related to her!

——

At this time, Huo Yuhao arrived with the Frost Divine Sword in his hand and blocked the Scythe Emperor behind him.

Above his head, the frost condensed the Frost Dragon, its slender body entrenched in the ice mist, and the red crystal dragon eyes locked on the sickle emperor.

Emperor Scythe was shocked by Gu Yuena's aura.

In order to survive, he immediately turned around and attacked Huo Yuhao.

Between the "unknown" and the "demigod", driven by his survival instinct, he decisively chose the latter——

Facing the speeding Scythe Emperor, Huo Yuhao had a stern expression on his face. He raised his right hand and held the Frost Divine Sword tightly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"cut!"

As Huo Yuhao let out a soft drink, the sword in his hand suddenly swung down.

In an instant, the frost dragon entrenched above was like a living creature, roaring towards the sickle emperor, opening its huge mouth, swallowing frost and ice mist.

The Scythe Emperor, the city, the Black Tower, and countless Abyss Evil Scythes who were struggling to escape were all frozen into ice sculptures in an instant.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Gu Yuena was holding a silver dragon spear, and she shot out from behind like a ghost, as fast as lightning.

Her spear was like a silver snake coming out of its hole, piercing directly through the body of Emperor Scythe, stabbing him to the core.

Instant kill!

The frost covering the surface of Emperor Scythe's body shattered and peeled off in an instant, but the power in his body was absorbed wildly by the Silver Dragon Spear, making him unable to resist.

His expression was full of fear, and his body was shaking violently, but he was helpless.

Gu Yuena had no expression on her face as she pulled out the silver dragon gun from his body.

After the sickle emperor's body had dried up and the last light in his pupils was completely destroyed, a large amount of abyssal power emerged from his body, wanting to escape from this body and return to the world again.

She raised her hand and used the rules of space to gather the escaped black abyss power again.

The black mist seemed to be alive, with sharp teeth, struggling to cut off its tail and escape.

Huo Yuhao discovered that after Emperor Sickle died, Sickle's claws glowed with emerald green light.

Could it be said——

He immediately chopped off the pair of emerald green claws with his sword and found that the quality was extremely high and could even be used as the main material for refining artifacts.

No wonder, he was able to use this sickle claw to shake the Frost Divine Sword with his bare hands before.

Huo Yuhao put this treasure into the star bracelet and turned to Gu Yuena's side.

"Let's retreat first. The Holy Lord of the Abyss may come at any time."

"Okay." Gu Yuena nodded lightly.

"Kill my subordinates and still want to escape?!" A rumble sounded from the clouds.

The color of the sky changed rapidly, and a huge shadow emerged from it.

The shadow stands in the clouds, overlooking all living beings, arrogant and unruly, and the gods are here!

Huo Yuhao raised his head and stared at the huge figure revealed in the clouds, his pupils slightly condensed.

Holy Lord of the Abyss? !

At this moment, Gu Yuena beside him had already jumped to kill him.

I saw her holding the dragon spear, fearlessly breaking through the air to face the huge shadow, and stabbing hard——

She tore a gap in the sky in an instant, and then spread quickly. The projection of the Holy Lord of the Abyss twisted and deformed, and was instantly scattered and collapsed!

"It's just a projection, how dare you show off your power here?" Gu Yuena said coldly, her voice full of disdain and contempt.

Majestic and domineering!

Huo Yuhao was stunned.

So cool!

Gu Yuena didn't give him much time to be in a daze.

She appeared beside Huo Yuhao, grabbed his arm and took him away.

"If you don't leave quickly, do you want to fight him in person?" (End of Chapter)