Douluo's ice devil Yuhao

As the Golden Dragon Spear was held high in Huo Yuhao's hand, with him as the center, the gray-white light vortex expanded several times. The resentful spirits hovering over the ruins on the top of the tower accelerated their flight speed as if they had received a sign.

Countless pairs of eyes full of resentment were staring at Ye Xishui directly above the top of the tower. The owner of each pair of eyes had once been a life that died violently.

But even after death, their souls could not be freed. They were imprisoned by the Holy Spirit Cult using secret methods. If Huo Yuhao hadn't arrived, their fate would have been to burn up and become the fuel for the soul guide of the God of Death.

But now, they have regained their freedom and launched a final trial against the culprits who imprisoned them.

Ye Xishui's already widened eyes became a little more frightened. She could feel that the backlash she received was getting worse.

It's those resentful spirits.

Every time the anger in their hearts increased, the pain Ye Xishui had to endure became deeper. Hundreds of thousands of undead gathered their anger together to launch revenge on the originator of blood and evil.

Ye Xishui's eyes were bloodshot, blood flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth, and his body hanging high in the air kept trembling.

But soon, all the fear in her eyes dissipated, turning into endless viciousness and viciousness, and her whole body no longer trembled.

I saw Ye Xishui's sharp and long nails piercing the palms of both hands, causing blood to flow immediately. But the blood was not spilled. Instead, it slowly condensed in front of him together with the blood in his mouth, forming a ball of blood.

This blood ball was almost filled with her essence and blood. In order to resist the backlash of the destruction of the Death Soul Guidance Device, she had no choice but to burn her own life and soul power.

The vitality of Extreme Douluo is so tenacious, no one knows how much strength Ye Xishui can still exert now.

But Huo Yuhao is not afraid of her. He is not a Soul Saint now.

The current Huo Yuhao and Huo Qiuer's martial souls are perfectly integrated. Not only do they have all the power of the two, but they also hold two treasures: the Golden Dragon Spear and the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. There is living gold attached to the golden dragon gun, which not only strengthens its devouring of life force, but also makes it a range-type prop that can continue to use life force to assist oneself.

But these are far from all the power Huo Yuhao can call upon at present.

The greatest treasure he possesses at this moment does not come from himself, but from the countless innocent souls around him who hate the Holy Spirit Cult and Ye Xishui.

He could clearly feel that these hundreds of thousands of souls had the same emotion, anger.

And it was this emotion called anger that gave Ye Xishui an increasingly strong backlash.

There is another emotion besides anger, gratitude.

The person they were grateful to was none other than Huo Yuhao, who was at the center of the gray vortex, and it was he who led these wronged souls back to freedom.

Under this emotion, all the dead souls spontaneously hope to use their meager strength to help Huo Yuhao, even if it is just a ray of soul now.

But any inconspicuous force can no longer be ignored after being multiplied hundreds of thousands of times.

Countless gray-white light spots flew out from each floating soul and converged on Huo Yuhao's body. Those gray-white light spots immediately integrated into Huo Yuhao's body after touching him.

Looking inside one's own meridians, one can find that after following the movement of Huo Yuhao's own soul power, these light spots eventually merge into one place, which is Huo Yuhao's chest and heart.

The light group that was temporarily parked here continued to absorb these newly integrated light points, and its volume gradually expanded. But just after it expanded to a certain extent, it began to shrink inward again. While shrinking, this cluster of light clusters was also rotating at a high speed.

The more light points are incorporated, the original light group continues to shrink. However, compared with the original, this light group is no longer illusory, but gradually solidifies, and finally forms a spherical solid object.

In the process of continuous condensation of soul power, Huo Yuhao's own aura was also rising rapidly. The speed was so fast and the amplitude was so large that even Di Tian in the distance could sense it.

"How is it possible?" This was the thought that occurred in the minds of all the strong men present at the same time.

A little closer, Zhong Liwu was struggling to hold on under the attack of the two Ice and Snow Emperors.

The surrounding area had turned into a field of snow, and the extreme cold was constantly eroding his soul power.

Zhong Liwu's combat power mainly comes from his natal beast Spirit Bone Dragon King and the true form of the Death Demon Puppet. But now, the Bone Dragon King is disobeying orders for no reason, and the Death Demon Puppet, which has always been as mysterious as a shadow, is unable to move forward in the common domain of the Ice and Snow Emperors.

He was extremely good at teasing strong men who were good at melee combat, but he played right into the hands of the Ice and Snow Emperors. Zhong Liwu, who had just used a secret method to display the Blood Sea Wraith Spear, consumed a lot of energy. He was obviously no match for the Ice and Snow Emperors. Even if he cared about Ye Xishui's condition, he could not go beyond the two Emperors to support him.

A little further away is the battlefield between Ditian Biji and Long Xiaoyao.

Long Xiaoyao could not defeat Di Tian in a single fight, let alone face another ferocious beast. His mind was no longer on the fight with Di Tian, ​​but on carefully waiting for a suitable opportunity to break away from the battle and escape with Ye Xishui.

His feelings for Ye Xishui can be said to be extremely sincere. Even if he has to burn his life for it, he must take Ye Xishui to escape with him.

On the periphery of the battlefield between Di Tian and Long Xiaoyao, several strong men arrived, watching the three battlefields from a distance.

It was Zi Ji and other Star Dou ferocious beasts as well as the Shrek people who arrived belatedly.

The battlefield between Di Tian and Long Xiaoyao formed a natural barrier, preventing Shrek and others from rashly stepping into it.

"Sure enough, all this was done by the Holy Spirit Cult!" Xuan Lao gritted his teeth.

The damage caused by the tide of beasts to Shrek was too great. If Emperor Tian hadn't suddenly retreated, the entire Shrek City would have been very likely to be destroyed.

His old and angry eyes quickly swept over him, and countless questions arose in his mind. What exactly did the Holy Spirit Cult do? Who was the pale figure fighting Zhong Liwu? And... who was Ye Xishui facing?

Finally, when Mr. Xuan's eyes rested on Huo Yuhao in the farthest place, he was stunned.

Not only him, but also the other Shrek elders all had the same expression.

They never thought that the person facing Ye Xishui in the center of the battlefield would be Huo Yuhao.

On the side of the ferocious beast, Zi Ji looked at the battlefield with complex eyes. She did not choose to join the war. With her strength, she would not hold Di Tian back.

The Red King came to her and asked doubtfully: "Zi Ji, where is the auspicious beast? Isn't he with you?"

Before Zi Ji could answer, the Red King turned his head sharply and said to himself: "Why did I sense the aura of an auspicious beast on... that human being?"

The human being it was referring to was of course Huo Yuhao.

Zi Ji snorted and said nothing. In fact, she was extremely puzzled as to why Bi Ji would so decisively agree to merge the auspicious beast with that human.

Wouldn't that put the auspicious beast in such a dangerous situation?

These questions can only be answered one by one after the current war is over.

Xingdou's side did not participate in the war, not only because they did not want to interfere with Ditian rashly, but also because they had already seen the direction of the war.

In the three major battlefields, whether it is Ditian Bi Ji, the Second Ice and Snow Emperor, or Huo Yuhao, each has a clear advantage. The defeat of the three powerful members of the Holy Spirit Sect is only a matter of time, and there is no need for the rest to intervene.

The Holy Spirit Cult, which has been causing trouble on this continent for thousands of years, will finally be eradicated today.

On the broken Tower of Death, Ye Xishui had changed beyond recognition, blood and tears kept pouring from the corners of his eyes, and the blood balls in front of him were also turbulent. Behind her, the limbs of the Blood Soul Demon Puppet gradually became stiff, and among the large swaths of scarlet, the concentration of red slowly decreased, even revealing a little bit of paleness.

The backlash is getting stronger and stronger, and his own strength is getting weaker and weaker. The energy and blood in his body are turbulent. If he doesn't fight for his life with all his strength, he may not even be able to self-destruct.

Compared with Ye Xishui, who is constantly weakening, Huo Yuhao's momentum is rising round after round. This increase is beyond normal and even makes people feel frightened.

Electrolux's voice suddenly appeared next to Huo Yuhao's ears: "Child, this power is too huge. If you want it to be stable in your body, it must be compressed!"

After hearing Electrolux's somewhat urgent advice, Huo Yuhao nodded solemnly.

The gray-white light group on the chest is gradually transforming into a solid state, and this process is familiar to all titled Douluo experts, as well as Huo Yuhao himself.

This is the process of soul core condensation.

Huo Yuhao has already condensed his ultimate ice soul core in his dantian. He is now repeating this process, following hundreds of thousands of undead souls, to condense his second soul core, the holy soul core.

It was not Huo Yuhao's original intention to rashly gather his soul core at this juncture, but after this huge power entered his body, it flowed spontaneously driven by his original soul power.

Such a huge power must have a place to go and store. The lower abdomen at the lower dantian has been occupied by the ultimate ice soul core, and the power spontaneously flows to his middle dantian, which is the chest.

For human soul masters, only Extreme Douluo can condense the second soul core, but Huo Yuhao's current state is no longer a mere human soul master.

The fusion with Huo Qiuer's martial spirit brought about a huge physical increase, giving him a physique comparable to that of a ferocious beast.

The sea of ​​spirit has already turned completely golden, which is a unique sight caused by the fusion of martial souls.

Tianmeng said in panic: "No, Yuhao, now is not the time to condense soul cores. Although the new soul core will bring you great power, your two soul cores will fight each other!"

The biggest difficulty that needs to be overcome in cultivating the second soul core is to resolve the mutual interference between the two soul cores. No matter whether we adopt the method of co-resonance or yin and yang complementation, we will face great difficulties.

Both of these methods require extremely strong control and careful practice in seclusion before they can be achieved. At this critical moment in the battle, it is extremely easy to go crazy.

The ultimate ice soul core that had not been actively awakened in the lower dantian began to rotate spontaneously, and a cold chill flowed into the meridians, trying to actively resist this new power that broke into Huo Yuhao's chest.

Feeling the turmoil in Huo Yuhao's body, the golden tortoise shell shrank his neck: "You... you must not let anything happen to you. I am still waiting to live longer..."

"Shut your crow, no, turtle mouth!" Tian Meng kicked its turtle shell angrily.

Huo Yuhao's voice was very calm: "I have experienced things like this many times and know how to deal with them."

"How to do it?"

Huo Qiuer's voice sounded faintly: "If the power in the body is too strong, just release it and it will be fine."

"Yes."

Huo Yuhao raised his head again, only Ye Xishui's figure was left in his sight, and the embryonic holy soul core in his chest was spinning at high speed.

He raised the Golden Dragon Spear, stepped on the ground suddenly, and flew into the air at high speed. The top of the Death Tower completely collapsed under this step.

At the same time as Huo Yuhao flew up, the hundreds of thousands of hovering resentful spirits also took off into the sky, and the endless tsunami of undead roared towards Ye Xishui.

Huo Yuhao is located in the sea of ​​the dead, like a gray-white spear of judgment that can penetrate all evil.

"you……"

Ye Xishui's eyes widened, and the reflection of Huo Yuhao in his eyes kept getting bigger.

With no way to retreat, Ye Xishui had no choice but to move the true form of the Blood Soul Demon Puppet in front of him to forcefully resist.

The gray-white and blood-red colors of the sky collided together, completely dyeing the sky into these two colors. The aftermath of the collision continued to spread outwards and could be seen even thousands of meters away.

boom--

Amidst the huge impact, the Death Tower standing here collapsed completely and turned into ruins.

"Ahhhh-"

Ye Xishui let out his last shrill scream, and at the same time he could vaguely hear the sound of something breaking. In the other two battlefields, Zhongliwu looked pale, and the owner of the voice was his mother.

As for the battlefield where Di Tian and Long Xiaoyao were fighting, the sky that was originally extremely dark reflected by the two was also dyed white at this moment. They looked here in shock together. It was during this moment when Ditian Biji was lost in thought that Long Xiaoyao left the battlefield and flew in the direction of Ye Xishui.

But Di Tian did not stop him. He looked at Huo Yuhao with a complicated expression. The majestic aura exuded by Huo Yuhao at this moment was even worse than when he confronted him in the core area.

He couldn't understand that Huo Yuhao was just a soul saint, but he could achieve this.

The Golden Dragon Spear penetrated the Blood Soul Demon Puppet with unstoppable power. The ferocious blood shadow, which was a hundred meters high, shattered like this. The blood red all over his body had completely lost the smell of blood, leaving only dark red fragments with a little paleness. .

Ye Xishui's martial soul true form, the Blood Soul Demon Puppet, was shattered by Huo Yuhao himself.

The bodies of Huo Yuhao and Ye Xishui fell on the ruins of the Tower of Death at the same time, with only Huo Yuhao standing.

A strong Ultimate Douluo man had his martial spirit avatar shattered in just one move.

But Huo Yuhao did not stop. There were resentful spirits hovering around him. They were not satisfied with this. Instead, they roared and screamed, eager to witness Ye Xishui's death.

Huo Yuhao slowly approached while holding the golden dragon spear.

He has always been a medium that is extremely good at integrating the power of other people, whether it is the soul beasts in the far north or the resentful spirits in front of him.

These beings lent their power to him, and not only could he integrate these powers to exert their greatest power, but he could also leave his own wealth after these powers were returned.

Since you have accepted the trust of others, you must fulfill their long-cherished wishes, and the long-cherished wish of these resentful spirits is to kill Ye Xishui.

But strangely enough, even though Ye Xishui's martial soul was broken and severely injured, he did not lose his soul power like other soul masters.

But Huo Yuhao didn't think about it carefully at this time, but indifferently raised the Golden Dragon Spear again.

Ye Xishui, who was slumped on the ground, was covered in blood and could not move. Her eyes were ferocious. Facing Huo Yuhao, who was approaching like a demon, she yelled with all her strength: "Tell me, Holy Son, why!"

Huo Yuhao paused slightly.

"You can obviously become the king of all evil soul masters and lead us to rule this world forever!"

"Why are you doing this!"

These questions revealed the final confusion in Ye Xishui's heart.

Huo Yuhao snorted coldly: "No need."

Without saying anything, the golden dragon spear in his hand stabbed out mercilessly.

Ye Xishui's eyes were sinister, and she couldn't feel the slightest fear of death from her.

Only Ye Xishui knew that she would not die here. No matter how powerful Di Tian is, how powerful the Ice and Snow Emperor and Huo Yuhao are, they cannot kill her today. She still has her own last resort to save her life.

Just as the golden dragon spear thrust out, Ye Xishui was already ready.

click -

A sound of metal piercing flesh came from the front, making Ye Xishui stunned. The Golden Dragon Spear did not penetrate her body, but penetrated the person blocking her with his body.

Her pupils shrank sharply and she looked at the person in front of her in disbelief.

It was none other than the Dark Holy Dragon, Long Xiaoyao.

Just like that, when the Golden Dragon Spear penetrated Ye Xishui, he blocked Huo Yuhao and Ye Xishui with his flesh and blood body.

Huo Yuhao was condescending, and the golden dragon spear naturally penetrated from top to bottom, stabbing Long Xiaoyao's lower abdomen impartially.

"Goo-"

Long Xiaoyao's throat moved, and Qi and blood surged, but he didn't cough up.

This is a golden dragon gun with the gold of living beings attached to it. No one alive has ever truly experienced the destruction of life force it can do, and Long Xiaoyao is the first one.

With his Ultimate Douluo cultivation, he was still able to stand after his vitals were pierced by the Golden Dragon Spear.

"Xiaoyao, you..."

Ye Xishui's hoarse voice was full of disbelief.

Behind Long Xiaoyao, she could clearly see the green tip of the golden dragon gun.

"Long, Xiao, Yao!" Huo Yuhao looked at the person in front of him, gritted his teeth, and said the person's name word by word.

Facing Ye Xishui, who had killed hundreds of thousands of people, Huo Yuhao had never been so angry and confused before, but facing Long Xiaoyao, he only felt unreasonable.

He exerted force on his right wrist and quickly withdrew the Golden Dragon Spear.

In Long Xiaoyao's lower abdomen, an exaggerated hole appeared at the front and back at the same time, one shot and two holes.

At the same time, Long Xiaoyao's vitality was also rapidly draining away.

"Tell me, why did you join the Holy Spirit Cult?!"

Facing Huo Yuhao's question, Long Xiaoyao had no time to answer, but forcefully swallowed the blood in his mouth.

click -

There was another piercing sound, and the golden dragon spear pierced the other side of Long Xiaoyao's abdomen again. Second shot, another two holes.

"Long Xiaoyao, why did you join the Holy Spirit Cult?" Huo Yuhao asked again in a deep voice.

In fact, he already had an idea about this problem, but he wanted to hear Long Xiaoyao answer it for him personally.

Long Xiaoyao could no longer take it easy this time and spit out a mouthful of blood. His originally rosy face turned pale.

Huo Yuhao withdrew the golden dragon spear and continued to thrust out. While thrusting out, he asked questions over and over again.

"You are obviously not an evil soul master, and you are not even remotely related to an evil soul master!"

"You were once the twin holy dragons of light and darkness who were as famous as the holy dragon of light. No one dared to persecute you as an evil soul master!"

"You're not even bloodthirsty, you don't have that weird and cruel habit!"

"Tell me, why would you abandon everything and join forces with the evil soul master!"

This is what puzzled Huo Yuhao. Face to face with Long Xiaoyao today, he finally asked the question that had puzzled him for so long.

Every time he asked a question, the golden dragon spear pierced out once, leaving two holes in the front and back of Long Xiaoyao's body.

But Long Xiaoyao didn't resist at all, and just let him attack wantonly.

Long Xiaoyao was silent for a long time, then opened his mouth slightly and said in a weak voice: "Because I love Xishui."

"Because of me, she became an evil soul master. To make up for all this, I am willing to do anything for her."

Hearing Long Xiaoyao's words, Ye Xishui fell into a daze and stared blankly at the man protecting him.

"Xiaoyao..."

Long Xiaoyao has decided that he will never escape alone today, but will be with Ye Xishui.

But what if we can't escape together? That might be a blessing.

Long Xiaoyao knew in his heart that the Holy Spirit Sect had completely ended. Even if Ye Xishui successfully escaped today, there would be no possibility of reconstruction.

After the Holy Spirit Cult was destroyed, the crazy Ye Xishui had only one thought, which was to completely fall into madness and bring endless killings to this continent until the moment of her death.

Long Xiaoyao was tired. He had been by Ye Xishui's side for a hundred years and watched with his own eyes as more and more blood stained her hands.

Now, Ye Xishui has committed such a heinous crime. Long Xiaoyao, who loves Ye Xishui deeply and feels guilty for her, cannot bear to oppose her, leaving endless sadness in the old man's heart.

If Ye Xishui died today, it would be a resolution. He and Ye Xishui must die together. Therefore, he would not make any resistance and let the Golden Dragon Spear wreak havoc on him.

However, Long Xiaoyao's answer made Huo Yuhao even more angry.

He gritted his teeth tightly and thrust out the golden dragon spear again.

"Just because of that?"

"Just because of the so-called love in your heart, you have protected this group of evil soul masters from the Holy Spirit Sect for more than a hundred years!"

Another two shots, four holes.

Long Xiaoyao's lips moved slightly and he gave an affirmative answer.

"Yes, because I love her."

This sentence reveals endless helplessness, guilt, self-blame, and regret.

The anger in Huo Yuhao's heart became even more intense. He clenched the golden dragon spear in his hand and thrust it out for the last time, hitting Long Xiaoyao in the center of his chest.

He couldn't understand why anyone would think such an emotion was love.

Because if you love someone, you have to condone all her sins and bloodshed, lose all your thoughts, and become the other person's complete criminal tool. Doesn't Long Xiaoyao have no sense of right and wrong in his heart?

Long Xiaoyao's body was trembling and blood was flowing from his mouth.

As the Golden Dragon Spear was withdrawn, Long Xiaoyao was left dripping with blood.

Huo Yuhao stabbed out nine spears in total, and each spear completely penetrated Long Xiaoyao's body.

In total, nine shots and eighteen holes.