Douluo: This time we will rewrite our destiny

Huo Yuhao seemed to be provoking, but in fact he had used his mental power to carefully examine the Contra boy. He is not timid, but he will never underestimate the enemy.

This person was about level 87, skinny as a stick, with sunken eyes and a bloodless face. He looked like a skeleton holding a long blood-stained whip. The whip was covered with barbs and still had fresh blood. It must have been interrupted by a surprise attack in the middle of the inhuman torture.

Huo Yuhao felt for a moment that this person's martial spirit was also related to blood.

However, what surprised him was that this Contra actually launched the spiritual attack first. Perhaps he had seen Huo Yuhao fighting with his soul guide and underestimated his mental strength and wanted to rely on unexpected means to win.

That spiritual power rushed in front of Huo Yuhao and turned into the scream of a fierce ghost, covering his hearing. Huo Yuhao took a closer look and saw that the postures of these souls were exactly the faces of the white figures that had fallen before.

It turns out that the reason why he launched the mental attack was because he also absorbed their mental power, so he felt that his total mental power at the moment should be higher than his own.

"If your opponent is not me," Huo Yuhao said in a calm tone as he looked at the opponent's face dripping with sweat, "this move might really allow you to win."

Huo Yuhao saw the other party's expression change from gritted teeth to fear. "You can still speak so calmly! Are you...is this the strength a soul saint should have?"

Huo Yuhao suddenly thought of something, smiled, and pressed his hand on the storage soul guide on his waist: "Actually, you misunderstood."

"what?"

"I," he stepped out of the siege of his spiritual power step by step, holding the religious emblem given by Zhong Liwu himself in front of his eyes, "I am the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Sect."

The trace of blood on Contra's face due to his exertion of force also disappeared instantly. His face was pale, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"No...but the emblem is indeed genuine...Are you really the Holy Son? Lord the Holy Son, why are you killing us? We have been operating here for a long time!"

"You have been abandoned by the headquarters." Huo Yuhao coldly took back the badge, and then the third soul ring flashed, and the mental circle that this person had just set dissipated silently like smoke, leaving no trace of its existence. .

"Impossible! Lord Holy Son, this is impossible! Our position is very important. It cannot be us wherever we give up. Even if something unexpected happens, we should communicate with us first!"

"That's nice to say." Huo Yuhao stared at him as he kept quietly moving back, "It's impossible to refute me directly. The Holy Spirit Sect has allowed you to operate on your own for too long, making you forget how to speak to the Holy Son and Saint Daughter? Okay, my mission of eradication will continue, if you want to resist, just resist."

The Contra suddenly took a step back and immediately swung the bloody whip at Huo Yuhao. In the battle to survive, identity and status are no longer important. After all, the evil soul masters did not join the Holy Spirit Cult for any lofty collective ideal, but just wanted to find a dark corner to satisfy their selfish desires.

Huo Yuhao sneered, using the method of making false claims in the east and attacking in the west. On the surface, this person attacked head-on, but in fact he still wanted to rely on mental power to win. Presumably, he also felt that this was the only way he could win.

This time, Huo Yuhao directly counterattacked. An eighth-level defensive soul tool with spiritual reflection, it is one of his best works currently in the development of spiritual soul tools. The silver-white soft light shield rippled around him like ripples in a lake. As soon as the gray-black spiritual power came into contact with the light shield, it was immediately dyed the same silver and rushed straight towards the Contra's eyebrows.

The man screamed and fell to his knees, vomiting blood, and his eyes were about to burst. His long whip, which had probably killed countless people, also lost its accuracy and flew out of his hand, landing at Huo Yuhao's feet with two clatters.

Huo Yuhao glanced at it, raised his foot and stepped on it. After gathering his soul power at his feet for a while, he activated the propelling soul guide at his ankle. The entire long whip was instantly flattened by him, and the ground beneath it sank. Go in. The cracks on the flattened whip were squeezed shut, and all the blood swallowed by the weapon was spat out and flowed into the cracks in the masonry.

"You should have a backup plan. Otherwise, you shouldn't be in this position." Huo Yuhao looked at this man. He lowered his head and was covering his bleeding mouth and nose with his hands. Blood dripped from his fingers. flow out.

Hearing Huo Yuhao's words, he raised his head and looked at Huo Yuhao with his scarlet eyes filled with hatred. But Huo Yuhao knew that what he was looking at was just the "Holy Son of the Holy Spirit" who had pronounced the death penalty on them.

"It was the Holy Spirit Cult that told me that even if I didn't practice evil martial arts, people around me wouldn't look good on me, and that only the Holy Spirit Cult was my way out. That's why I was forced to join you! Join you and start from the beginning. , in order to blend in with the environment, he began to drink human blood and began to cultivate this martial spirit. Later, he accepted this kind of life. It was not easy until now..."

"Don't repent to me. I am the Holy Son, not a saint who can forgive everything." Huo Yuhao raised his soul-cutting knife, "If you don't show your back, go to hell and tell you more about your tragic experience."

The next moment, the trigger-type soul guide on his side suddenly popped out. Immediately afterwards, there was a ringing in his ears, and a terrifying explosion covered the entire underground, as if the entire ground was about to collapse.

In the smelly air waves, ice crystals slowly appeared on the surface of Huo Yuhao's body. He had calculated the Ice King's body protection. Facing such a large-scale and long-term explosion, using the Ice King's body protection now saves more soul power than the trigger-type soul shield.

"What did he detonate?" Huo Yuhao said to himself while checking the situation around him. After the Ice King's protective body was activated, the explosion that was very close to him seemed to have nothing to do with him.

"... Martial spirits related to blood, so it's like this. Everyone's blood was detonated by him along the way. No wonder there was such a big movement."

He lifted the spirit-slaying knife and waved it in the air in front of his eyes. The core array forged with the ice crystal began to rotate. The ice-white mist was like a layer of soft cotton, gently covering the explosion fire, causing a terrifying vibration. It also gradually decreased.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, the evil spirit master's body was completely charred, and some parts of his face had completely lost his skin and flesh, revealing his white bones. Come to think of it, when he exploded the blood, it also affected him. This was his last resort.

When he saw that Huo Yuhao was almost unscathed, with only a few white scratches on the ice crystals covering his body, the evil soul master's scarlet eyes dimmed.

"This won't hurt you... You are indeed the Holy Son."

"What do you want to say?" Huo Yuhao put the tip of the knife against his throat. "You want to say that you are not a gifted person like the Holy Son. You managed to climb to this position with great difficulty, but you still ended up like this. You want to say Is that what you said?"

"I guess the low-level soul masters and ordinary people who were abused, killed, and blood-sucked by you are also happy to hear this story."

"You..." The evil soul master's pupils narrowed for the last time. This was not what a Holy Son of the Holy Spirit should say. But no more words could come out of his mouth: the battle was over.

The evil soul master's body went limp, and he fell heavily to the ground like a sandbag, making a muffled sound. Black blood began to spread from where his face hit the ground. Huo Yuhao withdrew the spirit-killing knife. There was no blood on it. He ended the battle with soul impact.