Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

Chapter 222 No Place
The second generation Dark Dragon King versus the Dark Holy Dragon.

Yin-Yang complementary dual soul core versus isotopic resonance dual soul core.

The Holy God of Death versus the Blood Soul Demon Puppet.

The advantage is mine!

Unless the gods intervened, An Zhen could not imagine the possibility of losing.

In the first-person perspective, although his body was currently controlled by Teacher Alex, his soul was not squeezed into the sea of ​​spirit, but still existed in his body. Therefore, with the blessing of powerful spiritual power, An Zhen clearly felt the process of the energy of heaven and earth flowing in his body under the control of Teacher Alex, just like building a beautiful work of art, outlining ancient words or patterns, and the entire operation process of the undead power with purification attributes in his hand was extremely clear.

An Zhen is studying.

Although he could now directly use some of Teacher Electrolux's abilities by imprinting and reflecting them, the same abilities in his hands were far inferior to those of Teacher Electrolux. The more powerful the ability, the more complicated the process of exerting it. There were slight deviations in some degrees, and the power was very different.

"what!"

A sharp scream rang out.

Ye Xishui looked at Alex with a sullen expression, "You want to purify my blood soul?!"

The twelve blood puppet ghosts were tied up by undead chains with the power of purification. A huge "sizzling" sound was heard, as if they were dropped into a frying pan. The faces of the blood puppet ghosts showed obvious pain. The ghosts that could compete with Titled Douluo were now more miserable than mice encountering a cat. Even under the control of Ye Xishui, they had no strength to struggle.

A red 100,000-year soul ring lit up, and Ye Xishui released his martial soul without hesitation. The evil and terrifying scarlet aura rushed straight into the sky, like a blood-colored waterfall falling from the sky, a hundred meters high, and the ferocious blood soul demon puppet descended on the earth like a demon crawling out of hell.

Ye Xishui felt an unprecedented crisis.

After her Blood Soul Demon Puppet's soul power came into contact with that strange power, it was as if it had encountered a natural enemy that was born to restrain her.

Alex frowned slightly.

It’s not because of Ye Xishui.

"Since you are resentful, then go ahead." Alex said softly.

The next moment, Alex loosened the other end of the chain. Twelve blood soul ghosts were wrapped in undead chains with purifying power. The scarlet blood color had faded for the most part, but the resentment in their eyes became even stronger.

"The Gu King, who devoured countless vengeful spirits, has long lost his original consciousness." Alex taught An Zhen, "Those devoured vengeful spirits still have some consciousness left in his body. You can think of it as a kind of schizophrenia. Although they are crazy, they still have extreme hatred in their hearts. Even if they can be purified and freed by me, they are still unwilling to leave so simply."

“So, those who play with souls will eventually suffer this reincarnation.”

The moment Alex's words rang out, the twelve blood soul demon puppets, with hatred that seemed to be overflowing, rushed towards the huge blood-colored demon god like moths to a flame.

"You're an ungrateful dog!" Ye Xishui was furious when she saw the bloody ghost rushing towards her. The sixth black soul ring lit up, and a huge blood-colored halo emerged from under her feet, surrounding the huge demon god, and its momentum suddenly surged.

The next moment, the twelve blood-colored wings behind him turned into illusory tentacles and grabbed the twelve blood soul ghosts.

Ye Xishui tried to regain control of the evil spirit.

These are some of her most powerful cards.

This is also the reason why she was so furious and frightened just now.

The vengeful spirit that had been prepared for many years was killed instantly by the opponent with just one move.

But after a brief contact, Ye Xishui didn't care about all the efforts she had made over the years, and gave up directly to regain control of these vengeful spirits. Not to mention the chains on them that made her feel afraid, just the souls that had been purified for the most part, it would take a lot of time and other fresh vengeful spirits to turn them into her appearance again. But at this critical moment of the battle, the opponent obviously would not give her a chance.

Electrolux raised a finger.

This time there was no purifying power. A strong force of the undead lingered on it. The breath of death quietly descended. A dead gray aura burst out, like a punishment from the god of death that would deprive the sinner of his life.

The art of annihilation.

This is the real necromancy.

Ye Xishui:!

An indescribable breath of death surged into my heart.

It was as if one foot had already stepped into the realm of death.

Although her attention has always been on Alex, she had gathered these blood soul ghosts too much at that time. Although the terrifying resentment has been purified a lot, as one of her biggest trump cards, it would take a lot of soul power and energy to stop the backlash of these ghosts. Faced with such a strong sense of crisis, the eighth blood soul ring in the sequence lit up without hesitation, twice in a row.

A bloody light lit up between the brows of the bloody demon god. The next moment, a bloody spiritual light shot out like lightning, and the terrifying force tore through the space.

"Lead!" Alex uttered a word.

The mental model, which was so sophisticated and complex that even An Zhen's soul looked exhausted, was being built quickly. In just a moment, countless undead chains stretched out from the shattered void into reality, like countless hideous and greedy snakes, rushing towards the blood-red spiritual light that was shooting out.

collision.

There is no confrontation with terrifying forces.

The invisible force acted on the blood-colored electric light, like drainage, or a small force moving a large object. The terrifying power of the vengeful spirits poured into the undead chains, staining them with a hideous blood-colored coat.

"you--"

The bloody demon's eyes were full of disbelief.

The next moment, his forehead was hit by the annihilation technique.

A ferocious bloody light appeared.

Soul power, aura, and even the bloody power that dyed the sky red, all declined at an extremely fast speed in just an instant.

The bloody demon burst like a bubble.

The blood-colored tentacles that originally trapped the twelve vengeful spirits also began to break apart.

"Oh?" Electrolux looked to the right.

Reach out.

It was as if I was holding something in the air.

Then swing it vigorously.

"Snapped!"

A sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard, and countless undead chains covered in a layer of blood were waving, whipping towards the void on the right.

"boom."

Space collapses.

As if it was torn apart by countless sharp claws.

Hideous bloody cracks were scattered all over the void.

It had shrunk by half, and a blood-red demon god only a few dozen meters tall emerged from it in a panic.

"Who are you?" Ye Xishui roared.

suffocated.

It’s so frustrating.

After roaming the continent for more than a hundred years, even when facing the former Dragon God Douluo, he had never encountered such a frustrating battle.

That divine power was so terrifying that it could easily purify the vengeful spirits that she had spent so much time and effort on. If that was the case, it would be fine. Perhaps this person was really born to be the nemesis of their evil soul masters, just like the six-winged angel ten thousand years ago, like the holy angel who was born with divine power. But what was going on with that strange and dead power that could actually directly control her power?

The feeling was just like when she was still young and faced her master, the previous leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, Zhongli Laogui. No, this was even scarier than that.

It's like facing the legendary god of death.

The other party is a king who commands billions of vengeful spirits, while she is just a more powerful vengeful spirit.

How can the subjects resist the king?

An absurd idea suddenly emerged in Ye Xishui's mind.

"You are showing off your skills in front of an expert." An Zhen felt that he overestimated Ye Xishui.

The so-called strongest evil soul master was like a fledgling child in front of Teacher Alex. Among the abilities just used, only the annihilation technique could be called true undead magic, and the others were just some exquisite use of undead power.

Alex did not answer Ye Xishui's question, but waved the invisible object in his hand again. Countless undead chains were swung again with a sound of breaking through the air, and whipped towards Ye Xishui.

"I will fight you!" After being ignored time and time again, coupled with such a frustrating battle, Ye Xishui's anger had already reached its peak. She, Ye Xishui, was definitely not a soft persimmon that could be manipulated by others.

"The sea of ​​blood is endless."

After expending a great deal of soul power to forcibly take on this unavoidable blow, a scream like that of a ghost rang out.

The body of the shrunken version of the Blood Demon suddenly swelled up, and crystal blood condensed on her body, like a huge blood gem. The next moment, the horrifying blood energy surged like waves, spreading all around.

"It's really rough," Electrolux commented.

The godlike boy took a step forward.

The extremely terrifying mental power surged out like an overwhelming force. His grey eyes looked towards the seemingly endless sea of ​​blood. He raised his finger and pointed at one point, injecting the deadly power of the undead into it.

moment.

The wind stopped and the waves calmed.

"Nowhere," said Electrolux.

If it were any other Extreme Douluo, it might take some time.

But to deal with this evil soul master.

Or rather, a second-rate necromancer.

Poor strength, crude technique.

Electrolux had never seen such a powerful piece of trash.

"Qiang Qiang!"

The clear sound of a phoenix suddenly rang out.

A bright light burst out from the already calm sea of ​​blood.

The phoenix eyes filled with the power of light glanced at the darkness not far away where dull collision sounds were coming from.

Sorry, Xiaoyao.

"Advent."

A cold voice sounded in Ye Xishui's ears.

A violent space storm suddenly descended. Although Ye Xishui was an Extreme Douluo, he had never experienced such a dangerous thing. It seemed that only a moment had passed. When the surrounding things became clear, Ye Xishui's face was full of disbelief.

The dimly lit space and the sky with a black sun hanging in it, the strange sight told her that this was no longer the Sun-Moon Empire. What surprised Ye Xishui even more was that she did not sense the existence of any life in this space, not even ordinary flowers, plants or trees.

The demiplane of the undead.

……

Mingdu.

Four thick energy beams seemed to be shooting straight into the sky. However, when they reached a certain height, they seemed to be pulled by a strange force and descended somewhere in Mingdu. The terrifying energy fluctuations turned into an inverted cover, isolating this space from the outside world.

"cancer."

A tall and burly old man stood in the air, and a silver moon hung behind Kong Deming.

below.

The buildings that looked like small palaces have been overturned.

A scene underground that looked like hell on earth was revealed.

Organs, flesh and blood were everywhere. White bones could be seen everywhere with some flesh and blood fragments on them. The strong smell of blood enveloped the space. Babies pierced by spears, teenagers with their skin peeled off, corpses with their bodies twisted into strange angles, and cruel and bloody dismemberment scenes all seemed very warm compared to here. The screams of vengeful spirits could be heard from time to time in some places.

Kong Deming had an extremely cold look on his face.

Even under the attack of the ninth-level soul masters and eighth-level soul masters, the evil soul masters who tried to resist were killed one after another.

Those lives killed by the evil soul master are the people of his Sun-Moon Empire!

Kong Deming raised his hand, and a ray of silver moonlight fell, piercing through the body of a Soul Douluo-level evil soul master.

"Kong Deming!" A Holy Spirit Church elder who was retreating step by step under the attack of three level nine soul masters shouted, "You shameless old man actually attacked the youngsters."

"Just a beast. When you attacked the unarmed civilians and low-level spirit masters who had no power to resist, did you ever think that such a thing would eventually happen to you?" Kong Deming raised his hand, and an incomparably terrifying moonlight shot towards the Holy Spirit Church elder. Facing the patron saint of the empire, the Holy Spirit Church elder did not dare to be careless at all, and a gloomy black thunder shot out from his hand.

However, the next moment, a ninth-level soul master seized this flaw, and a brilliant spiritual light carrying the domineering power of the sun penetrated through the body of the Titled Douluo-level evil soul master.

The ninth-level soul master who took the head did not continue to kill other evil soul masters. To be precise, the ninth-level and eighth-level soul masters present were suddenly distracted for a moment. The master-servant contract that related to their lives and freedom suddenly weakened the feeling with the "master" just now.

"Keep working." Kong Deming said.

"Oh."

"Ah."

The soul masters continued to wield their butcher knives.

Although they didn't know what happened to Zhen Hongchen and whether they would have a chance to be free in the future, every soul engineer who cared about the empire was very willing to do what they were doing now - eradicating evil soul masters, especially after seeing such a scene that could be called hell on earth.

……

The undead demiplane retreats.

"Uncle." A figure fell from the sky. It was Di Tian. The handsome man with black hair and golden eyes was holding a motionless figure in his hand.

An Zhen stood on the ground.

Several walls of light cover the place, preventing outsiders from seeing the scene inside.

In front of An Zhen, Alex stretched out a hand and pressed it on the forehead of Ye Xishui, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed as if in meditation. The terrifying power of the undead surged towards him, directly and forcefully transforming him towards the direction of the undead.

The power of the Blood Soul Demon Puppet made the process go very smoothly. The Bright Phoenix Martial Soul was undoubtedly an obstacle for traditional necromancers, but for Alex it was another excellent material for fusion of the undead.

(End of this chapter)