Douluo: Being kidnapped into the Holy Spirit Church at the beginning

Chapter 83 Heavy losses!

Before Xuan Zi's voice fell, a violent roar sounded.

It turned out that Yao Haoxuan's body exploded, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the ground where the flesh and blood were contaminated kept making corrosion sounds. No trace of his body was left.

Xuan Zi's eyes turned red, and some dead memories began to attack him.

“Wang Yan, hurry up and save them. I’ll go save Huo Yuhao.”

Xuan Zi waved his sleeves and released his martial spirit in front of the students as he spoke.

Xuanzi's back suddenly arched, and his tattered clothes stained with oil were instantly torn apart. His back muscles swelled at an alarming speed. In the blink of an eye, his entire body size at least doubled.

The most bizarre thing is that a long spiral horn grows on both sides of his head. The moment he released his martial spirit, the air in the entire cave seemed to solidify.

"Kahahahahah!"

Xuan Zi bent his strong body, and his pair of big hands like palm-leaf fans began to dig at an astonishing speed. His whole body sank into the ground and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

There was no other way. The evil soul master Soul King had already blew up the entrance to the tunnel when he went down into the tunnel. Xuanzi could only dig a way out by himself.

"Hehehe, this old man still wants to catch up with me. I am the great messenger of death! Eat my exhaust!"

The five-ring evil soul master laughed wildly as he ran.

The reason why he was able to lead the Death Hand bandit gang across the Mingdou Mountains was not only because of his skills as an evil soul master, but more importantly, he was cautious.

This is not the first time he has encountered a situation like today, but as long as he doesn't die, it won't be long before a brand new bandit group is formed.

By then, he will still be the messenger of death!
Huo Yuhao was held under his armpits without any resistance. The five-ring evil soul master didn’t care either. A mere two-ring soul master must have been scared silly by now.

"Brother Tianmeng, what should we do?"

Huo Yuhao asked the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm in the Sea of ​​Spirit. He thought that with the Super Douluo Xuan Lao leading the team, everything would be safe. But he didn’t know that Xuan Lao was so unreliable!
"Yuhao, I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious yet."

The lazy voice of Tianmeng Ice Silkworm sounded in Huo Yuhao’s mind.

"I'll let you take control of your body and beat him right away."

"Okay, Brother Tianmeng."

Huo Yuhao didn't say anything more, but observed the surrounding environment and the state of the evil soul master who kidnapped him.

After such a long period of experience, he is no longer the same as before, and gradually has his own judgment, especially after he has a second martial soul...

The messenger of death was running in the tunnel at an astonishing speed. As he ran, he kept slapping the walls with his hands to detonate the explosives he had buried in the walls.

"Hehehe, we are almost at the exit. This messenger is going to escape."

The tunnel ahead suddenly became clear, and the messenger of death had already led Huo Yuhao out of the tunnel. The air suddenly became fresh, and Huo Yuhao felt refreshed immediately.

At the same time, he was also prepared to let the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm control his body, waiting for the thunder strike.

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

Seeing the Death Messenger emerge from the tunnel, the twelve people who didn't even seem to be breathing immediately knelt down on one knee and saluted the Death Messenger respectfully.

"Get up, my corpse slaves. You stay behind to cover this envoy. We are in big trouble this time. The old guy behind us is a Titled Douluo."

"Hmph, don't worry. In ten years at most, even a Titled Douluo will have to bow down before this envoy."

At this moment, suddenly, an old man in a black robe appeared beside him, surrounded by black air and emitting evil spirit.

"Come with me."

"You...you are?"

The messenger of death was frightened by the sudden appearance of the old man, but at the same time, he felt relieved when he felt the evil spirit in him.

It seems that the other party is also an evil soul master, and evil soul masters should not kill evil soul masters.

However, Huo Yuhao under his armpit showed horror on his face, because he knew this old man. Wasn't this one of the two Titled Douluo who robbed him in the Far North?
"Brother Tianmeng, what should we do? Say something."

Huo Yuhao frantically asked for help from the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm in the sea of ​​​​spirituality.

Tianmeng Bingcan also smiled bitterly. This was really a narrow road for enemies. "What else can I do? Just pretend to be dead."

He, Tianmeng Bingcan, wanted to take a gamble, but this Titled Douluo couldn't see him.

So Huo Yuhao quickly put his head into the arms of the Messenger of Death, hoping not to attract the attention of the Titled Douluo.

"Hey, hey, isn't this our old friend from the Far North?"

"I haven't seen you for a while, and you've all become great soul masters."

This old man was Zhang Peng.

"Ahem, long time no see, old friend."

A white light flashed in Huo Yuhao’s eyes. The Tianmeng Ice Silkworm successfully took control of the body. Now it all depended on him.

"Ah, Senior, this is your old friend."

Upon hearing this, the Messenger of Death broke out in a sweat. He quickly put Huo Yuhao down and considerately patted the dust off Huo Yuhao's body.

"This, do you understand?"

Zhang Peng stretched out his right hand and rubbed two fingers in front of the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm.

"Understand!"

"Is this number okay?"

The Tianmeng Ice Silkworm controlled Huo Yuhao's body and stretched out five fingers to gesture.

Zhang Peng shook his head slightly and spoke with some regret.

"It seems that you are not sincere, old friend. Don't blame me then."

As he spoke, nine soul rings appeared on Zhang Peng's body, and a huge black tiger shadow appeared behind him.

"Title Douluo!"

The evil soul master was startled, but he did not feel scared. Instead, he felt like he had found his organization.

"Haha, look, old friend, you're anxious again."

Tianmeng Bingcan laughed twice and wanted to add two more fingers, but was interrupted by Zhang Peng.

"Don't play tricks on me. I know that old man is coming soon, but before that, I can kill you!"

Hearing Zhang Peng's threat, Huo Yuhao's expression changed and a bitter look appeared on his lips.

Brother Tianmeng, it’s going to bleed heavily again this time!
"Hurry up! Or I'll send you to hell!"

Hearing Zhang Peng's impatient tone, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm gritted its teeth and directly separated a large mass of spiritual origin from the sea of ​​​​spirituality, with a faint golden light flowing on it.

"Very good. He who knows the current affairs is a hero."

"Looking forward to our next meeting."

Zhang Peng took the spiritual source in one hand and grabbed the messenger of death in the other, and flew into the sky in an instant.

He could already sense that the old guy from Shrek was almost here.

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's eyes turned black. Who would want to meet you again?

"boom--"

A loud roar sounded at the exit of the tunnel, and then a figure soared into the sky and fell down fiercely. It was Xuanzi's majestic body.

"Hehehe, you're late, old man!"

The messenger of death looked at Xuan Zi below and laughed.

(End of this chapter)