"Yu Hao." Wang Dong had already reflected on this, but Huo Yuhao had completely disappeared. Thinking of the corpses that had exploded before, Wang Dong felt his mind blank.

The upheaval came so quickly that no one had time to report it.

Old Xuan suddenly waved his sleeves and swept away everyone who rushed over, "Wang Yan, save people quickly. I'll save Huo Yuhao." As he said, Old Xuan released his martial soul in front of the students for the first time.

Old Xuan's back suddenly arched, and his ragged clothes covered with oil stains instantly cracked. The muscles on his back surged at an astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, the entire person's volume at least doubled. The most strange thing is that a long spiral horn grew on both sides of his head. The moment he released his martial soul, the air in the entire hole seemed to be solidified.

Two yellow, two purple, four black, one red, nine soul rings shone with dazzling light and instantly rose. Old Xuan's hair turned completely brown and yellow, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the remaining bandits. Suddenly, an unparalleled terrifying aura surged like a storm. In an instant, an explosion appeared again, but this time it was no longer a corpse explosion, but a real person explosion.

His right foot suddenly stepped on the ground, and suddenly, a huge deep pit exploded. Old Xuan bent down and his big hands like a palm fan dug at an astonishing speed. He sank into the ground and disappeared in just breathing.

The strong fishy smell made Huo Yuhao's chest feel stuffy, and his luck was so bad. The reason why the bandit leader, the God of Death Messenger, chose him was one to capture a hostage, and the other more important reason was that the entrance to the tunnel was the position Huo Yuhao occupied just now. This can be said to be a disaster without any recklessness.

A cold and cold breath that gave people a feeling of twitching claws rushed into his whole body crazy from Huo Yuhao's grasped front. It was a coldness that was completely different from his ice attributes. It was cold and full of evil, and there was a stench coming. The cold and drying was like countless poisonous snakes drilling into his body.

The messenger of Death was running in the corridor at an astonishing speed, running wildly, his palms kept slapping on the wall, detonating the explosives he buried in the wall.

He was able to lead the bandits of Death Hand across the Ming Doushan Mountains, but not only relying on the skills of this evil soul master. More importantly, he was cautious and careful. It was not the first time he encountered such a situation today, but as long as he did not die, it would not take long for a brand new bandits to be brought back.

Huo Yuhao did not resist. At this time, the danger he was in was much more powerful than he had previously known, but he calmed down instead. This characteristic is exclusive to the spiritual system, and his mental power is far beyond ordinary people, which makes him more awake than ordinary soul masters.

Huo Yuhao knew that the two white soul rings he had shown must have confused the opponent. Moreover, when the God of Death Messenger took action, he himself did not resist at all. He was caught off guard and could not resist. The enemy must have underestimated him, and this was his only chance to escape.

What to do? There may be only one chance, so you must not act rashly. Therefore, Huo Yuhao only barely used his Xuantian Kung Soul Power to protect his internal organs and countered the evil soul power that poured into his body, but did not try to fight back. In fact, the opponent's soul power is also far above him, and it is not easy to resist.

"Brother Tianmeng, Ice Emperor, are you here?" Huo Yuhao called softly in the sea of ​​spirit.

Tianmeng Bing Silkworm's voice was very serious, "Yu Hao, don't be anxious. We are also trying to find a way. Ice Emperor may temporarily take over the control of your body. This time it is really troublesome. This guy's soul power has a bloody trait. Your own cultivation is too different from him. Using the power sealed in your body by rashly will probably hurt you. You must be mentally prepared."

Huo Yuhao asked calmly: "In other words, killing him is not difficult. The key is whether I can bear it?"

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm was silent for a moment and said, "The Ice Emperor's ability is very domineering, we are afraid of hurting your spiritual origin."

Huo Yuhao took a deep breath and said, "Brother Tianmeng, Ice Emperor, don't worry about me, kill him and avenge the dead. This bad guy must not be kept. He killed so many people, and even senior Yao Haoxuan was killed by him."

"Okay, you are very brave. I will do my best to protect you. Don't be anxious, wait for the opportunity, you must hit it with one blow." Ice Emperor's cold voice was a little admirable. After saying this, she immediately fell into silence, obviously looking for the opponent's flaws.

At this moment, the old voice suddenly rang out, "Big bug, little scorpion, since you are not sure, then let me come. This is the breath of death, I am very familiar with it."

Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea also turned gray. Whether it was the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm or the Ice Emperor, they felt a pressure that even they were afraid of. It was a completely different level of souls from them.

"Who are you..."

The front suddenly became clear. The messenger of Death had already taken Huo Yuhao out of the tunnel. The air suddenly became fresh, which made Huo Yuhao feel refreshed.

However, at the exit of the tunnel, there were twelve figures standing there quietly.

Seeing the messenger of Death emerge from the tunnel, the twelve people who seemed to have no breath immediately fell to one knee and saluted respectfully to the messenger of Death.

"Get up, my corpse slaves. You stay for me to cut off my back. This time I'm in big trouble. That guy's aura is probably at the level of the titled Douluo. Humph, don't worry, at most ten years, even the titled Douluo can only bow down in front of me."

At this moment, suddenly, an old voice sounded, "I'm afraid you haven't been ten years."

The messenger of Death was stunned, looked around quickly, and shouted loudly: "Who is it? Come out."

"I'm here. Where else do you want me to go?" A strange and pure breath of death suddenly surged from his left hand. Subconsciously, the messenger of Death let go and turned around and looked around. He was shocked.

The dark green outfit that was originally held in his hand, and the person with only two white soul rings suddenly emitted an incredible glow.

Behind the mask, the originally light golden eyes turned gray, a sense of vicissitudes, as if they could see through everything in the world. What's even more strange is that a circle of gray soul rings slowly rose from his feet. When the gray soul ring climbed upward, it actually brought a series of afterimages, making it impossible to see whether it was one or more.

Looking at the gray layer, the messenger of Death felt inexplicably suffocating and subconsciously took a step back.

"You, are you also an evil soul master?" The messenger of Death said in shock. While running, the cloak on his head had been lifted, revealing a skeleton-like face. There seemed to be only a film on his face, and his eyes emitting a light green light were full of shock.

"Evil Soul Master? What is that? I haven't heard it before." The old voice was a little surprised.

The messenger of Death snorted coldly and said, "Every evil soul master is a great existence. I am the spokesperson of the god of death and the messenger of the god of death. You are obviously not old enough, and you dare to pretend to be a god in front of this messenger. If you are really an evil soul master, we may have a chance to cooperate with this messenger. However, you must first tell me why your soul ring is gray."

"The Messenger of Death? It's ridiculous. Although I can't remember most of the past, I still vaguely remember that if I thought, I was already the God of Death. Just because of you, a corpse witch who had just touched the edge of the undead spell, was worthy of being called the Messenger of Death? The ability of the God of Death is to purify it, not to summon souls and corpses. You don't even have the possibility of becoming a lich, and you are still speaking shamelessly in front of me. It's ridiculous."

The messenger of the Death God was stunned by the old voice, "What undead spell? What corpse witch? Lich? I am the great evil soul master. How dare you blaspheme the God of Death, go to die."

While speaking, he raised his hand and pointed forward. The third soul ring on his body suddenly lit up, and the purple soul ring with a little black air spread instantly. The twelve people around him who exuded a cold air suddenly moved and pounced on Huo Yuhao like lightning.

"The familiar breath, although it was a little disgusting, I still felt a little kind of intimate." The old voice sighed, his body did not move, but just raised a finger.

A faint gray flame burned on his fingertips. The people who were made corpse slaves by the messenger of the Death God only trembled violently as soon as they approached within three meters of his body.

The old voice said in a faint voice: "Big bug, I want to borrow some of the power of sealing you. Although I still can't remember the past, I have already remembered my name. A small corpse witch dared to show off such insane undead magic in front of my undead Holy Dharma God and the undead natural disaster Electrolux. Then, let you play with fire and burn yourself."

As he spoke, the flames on his fingertips suddenly flourished, and then the gray halo on his body suddenly spread out, covering all twelve corpses.

The bodies of the twelve corpse slaves began to stop trembling, and they slowly raised their heads. They could see that their skin was all iron gray that only dead people had, and their eyes were even more empty and unsightly. The fingernails of both hands were extremely long and appeared purple-black. The whole body was still emitting a rotten odor. The messenger of the Death God was surprised to find that he seemed to be unable to control these corpse slaves, so he hurriedly increased his soul power and activated his soul skills. However, those corpse slaves had no reaction at all. Even if he wanted these corpse slaves to explode, he could not do it.

Gradually, a faint light began to illuminate in the eyes of the corpse slaves, which was the light of white flames. A small cluster of white flames began to appear in each corpse slave's eyes, and slowly turned around. Their stiff faces began to have expressions, pain, hatred, and endless resentment. When they turned around and saw the messenger of the Death God, they rushed forward as if they were crazy.

"No, this is impossible, this is absolutely impossible." The voice of the messenger of the Death God was filled with disbelief, and he turned around and was about to run away.

But at this moment, a purple-gold light shot out from Huo Yuhao's eyes. The messenger of the Death God felt that his head was like a huge hammer. In addition, he was panicked and fell to the ground.

All the corpse slaves he refined use the body of the soul master. They are not only very fast, but also invulnerable and powerful. They are his real trump card. These twelve corpse slaves will occupy more than half of his strength. At this time, these corpse slaves seem to have recovered part of their consciousness during their lifetime. How could they let him go?

The twelve corpse slaves launched a crazy attack on the God of Death who was temporarily dizzy after being impacted by Huo Yuhao's soul. It was a suicide-like fighting method completely regardless of his own safety.

Electrolux's voice sounded again from Huo Yuhao's mouth, "The necromancer controls the soul, not the body. A corpse witch who has not even mastered the mystery of the soul, no matter how powerful he is, he is not a real necromancer after all. If he kills you, I will give you a chance to revenge. When the hatred is over, your soul will be purified."

"I don't know how long I haven't used the undead magic. It's so familiar and unfamiliar! But I like this feeling. I seem to have had unforgettable hatred in my heart, but now there is only peace. My spiritual imprint seems to have been touched again. Xiao Yuhao, the big bug, the little scorpion, I am going to fall asleep again. Well, what I want to tell you in the end is that any ability can be used as a righteous person. Those who use ability to be evil as an excuse to be evil will have their nature. Xiao Yuhao, I hope that next time I wake up, I can purify your hatred. When will you have no hatred in your heart, only joy and kindness, then, then I will become your true third martial soul, and you will be qualified to inherit my undead magic."

The gray color was converging, and the gray light in Huo Yuhao's eyes and the gray halo on his body all faded and disappeared. He also fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

And in this short period of time, the messenger of Death was torn into pieces by his twelve corpse slaves. His shrill scream could be heard even if it was a few miles away.

His sinful life finally ended in his own sin. Those who play with fire will burn themselves. As an evil soul master, he finally ended in his own evil.

After killing the evil soul master, the corpse slaves swayed their bodies and slowly fell to the ground. Strands of white air flow rose from their heads. They could vaguely see the white air flow like human faces, but at this time, there was no resentment in their expressions, and only a sense of relief and gratitude remained. The eyes stared at the fallen Huo Yuhao, and gradually disappeared in the air.

The imprisoned soul was purified, and the corpse slave's body rotted at an astonishing speed and disappeared. In a blink of an eye, only a few bones were left on the ground.

"Boom--" A violent roar sounded at the exit of the tunnel, and then a figure had already soared into the sky and fell sharply, which was Lao Xuan's majestic body.

Lao Xuan, who was naked, showed his bronze skin. His terrifying aura had soared into the sky as soon as he came out of the ground, and he was shaking a storm. Especially the pair of spiral horns on his head exuded an indescribable mysterious luster, which seemed to have nine kinds of brilliance flashing on it, and eventually turned into jade-like white.

With a flash of figure, Old Xuan came to Huo Yuhao. The situation in front of him also stunned him in anger. The messenger of Death disappeared, leaving only a large area of ​​bones on the ground, and there was a rotten smell. Huo Yuhao was discarded aside.

Originally, Old Xuan thought Huo Yuhao would be in danger, and he was just doing his best, but he didn't expect Huo Yuhao to look intact. With his cultivation level, he didn't need to contact him. He could only feel that although Huo Yuhao's breathing was a little weak, it still existed, his heartbeat was very favorable, and his vital signs were very obvious.

However, except for Huo Yuhao, there was no other breath of life around him. Old Xuan showed a hint of doubt on his face, and then he carefully picked up Huo Yuhao and slowly injected his soul power into Huo Yuhao's body.

Soon he discovered that Huo Yuhao's coma was not caused by physical injury, but was just a little overdrawn in his spirit, and even his soul power was not consumed much.

Old Xuan was anxious to learn the whereabouts of the messenger of the Death God, took out a small white jade bottle, opened the bottle and shook it under Huo Yuhao's nose.

"Ah snee." Huo Yuhao suddenly sneezes and wakes up. A spicy smell makes his mind gradually clear, but he still feels that his head is heavy and his head is dizzy. Even his spiritual eyes are a little unclear.

"Yu Hao, what's going on? What about that hateful evil soul master?" Lao Xuan asked anxiously.

Huo Yuhao was stunned and calmed down. The scenes that happened before appeared again in his memory. When his body was temporarily controlled by Electrolux, he was even completely awake and knew clearly what was happening in front of him. But what he didn't understand was what power Electrolux used, calling his mental power, and seemed to have also called the mental power of the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm. Only then did he complete the ability that he could not name at all before. Even the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm and the Ice Emperor were still shocked until now.

As the memory recovered, a spiritual imprint left by the old Electrolux in his mind gradually appeared. Huo Yuhao subconsciously said it according to the words left by the spiritual imprint.

"I, I don't know what's going on. After the Death Messenger brought me here, he ordered his corpse slave to break the back and take me as a hostage to escape. At that time, I knew that I had no chance, so I tried my best to launch a mental shock skill at him. At that time, he was in a short period of dizziness, and his mouth and nose were bleeding, so I also took advantage of the opportunity to fall to the ground. At this moment, I heard his scream and felt dizzy in my brain. Then his corpse slaves suddenly lost control and attacked him. Tear him into pieces. Then the corpse slaves fell to the ground, and then I fainted."

After hearing what he said, Xuan Lao's eyes gradually showed a sudden look, "Evil backfires. I deserve it, it's a good deal. Let's go back first."

Huo Yuhao also woke up at this time and asked with a dim look in his eyes: "Old Xuan, what does evil backlash mean?"

Old Xuan led Huo Yuhao to quickly drill into the cave he had forcibly dug out before and walked back, explaining: "Every evil soul master has powerful evil power, like this bastard just now, he has the ability to control the corpse. But because the abilities they exerted often exceed the range they could bear, once the balance is broken, there is a possibility of being backfired. It should be that your previous mental shock temporarily cut off his control over those corpse slaves, and he was backfired in an instant. Unexpectedly, you killed it."

Lao Xuan is worthy of being the top strong man in the mainland today, and his analysis is basically correct. Although Electrolux's approach is not that simple, the general results and effects are similar. It only makes the soul purification of those deceased.

"Oh." Huo Yuhao responded, and then he fell into a drowsy state again.

With him, Old Xuan soon returned to the cave where the bandits of Death Hands were located. The bloody smell of the cave became more and more intense.

The students who were severely injured in the inner courtyard were already gathered together at this time. Apart from the dead Yao Haoxuan, the worst situation was Gong Yang Mo and Chen Zifeng. The two were lying on the ground in a bloody and unconscious. Although Xixi was also in a coma, her injuries were lighter than theirs.

Although Ma Xiaotao, Dai Yuheng and Ling Luochen also suffered heavy bleeding from the mouth and nose, their consciousness was still awake.

Compared with the tragic tragedy of the seven disciples in the inner courtyard, the disciples in the outer courtyard were unscathed. They already had Huo Yuhao's shared mental detection assistance, and were far away from the explosion core, so they felt that they were not responding immediately.

Xu Sanshi successfully used his Xuanming Turtle Shield to protect Jiang Nannan, who was the most vulnerable to the defense. Beibei released a large amount of lightning to block the poisonous flesh and blood that splashed over the aftermath of the explosion. Xiao Xiao's Three Life Soul-Suppressing Cauldron also played a great role and blocked many aftermaths of the explosion for everyone.

"Yu Hao." Seeing Old Xuan returning with Huo Yuhao in his arms, Wang Dong was the first to pounce on him, and several other people in the outer courtyard quickly surrounded him.

"I'm fine." Huo Yuhao said weakly. Wang Dong had already hugged him desperately, and tears surged out uncontrollably.

Just now, just when Huo Yuhao was captured by the messenger of the God of Death, Wang Dong felt that something most important in his heart was instantly hollowed out. At that time, he was already stunned. The next moment, Old Xuan had already chased him out. He also wanted to chase him, but was stopped by Wang Yan. At that time, he felt his mind blank and thought, it was over, everything was over, and Yuhao would definitely not be spared by Old Xuan in such a short time.

Lao Xuan took advantage of the situation and handed Huo Yuhao to Wang Dong, "He is fine, but he is overdrawn and needs rest."

Wang Dong could not hear anything at all, and hugged Huo Yuhao tightly, tears pouring down.

Huo Yuhao wanted to comfort him, but his mental power was exhausted and he was so tired that he raised his hand slightly, but he couldn't speak.

"How is the situation?" Xuan Lao, who released his martial soul, looked gloomy as if water was about to drip out of his head. He turned his head and asked Wang Yan. Since he encountered a 100,000-year soul beast in the Star Dou Great Forest, causing a large number of deaths and injuries to the disciples in the inner courtyard, this is another major loss under his leadership. The pain in his heart is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Wang Yan said sadly: "Yao Haoxuan died in battle. I have restrained his bones as much as possible, but his body was stained with poison after being used by the evil soul master and was severely corroded. I am afraid that I can only bring some bones to leave."

Old Xuan closed his eyes in pain, "What about the others? What about their injuries? Is there any life-threatening?"

Wang Yan said: "Chen Zifeng broke one leg, but the one who was most injured was Gong Yang Mo. His chest and abdomen were exploded with a large amount of poisonous flesh and blood. Not only was his internal injuries heavy, but the poisonous wound was also very serious. Xixi was relatively mild, but the poisonous wound was also very dangerous. All three of them had already started to have high fever. I used the detox pill for them, but they could only temporarily stabilize their injuries. The best treatment was needed to save their lives. Ma Xiaotao and Dai Yuheng were in the core area of ​​the explosion. Although they had the highest cultivation level and blocked the large amount of poisonous flesh and blood produced after the explosion, they both shocked the internal organs and needed time to recuperate. Fortunately, neither of them nor Ling Luochen were contaminated by the poisonous flesh and blood. In cooperation with the academy's healing pill, they could almost recover in half a month. That God of Death Messenger?"

Old Xuan sighed and said the experience Huo Yuhao had just told. After hearing his words, Wang Yan's face felt a little ferocious and cold, and then he relaxed a little, "Okay, okay, I finally avenge Haoxuan. The messenger of Death probably would never have thought that he would die in Yuhao's hands."
To be continued...