Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 1242 Dragon-shaped Experiment Subject No. 1 (6K)

Immediately afterwards, the roar of the Flaming Bone Dragon ignited the clouds.

Its ferocious tail swept across the evil soul master legion's encampment, and the bone spikes covered with soul guide armor easily pierced the martial soul true bodies of three Soul Douluos.

Immediately afterwards, the triple-mounted laser turret on his chest suddenly rotated, and three high-frequency lasers swept across the position in a wave-like pattern, melting the fifteen level-eight fixed-position soul-guided cannons that were charging into molten iron.

Upon seeing this, the Flame Bone Dragon roared excitedly, and the strategic missile launch bays on both sides of its thick hind legs opened.

Seventy-two level-eight incendiary bombs fell, trailing orange-red flames, instantly creating clouds of fire that covered an area of ​​three kilometers in radius.

The ignited evil spirit masters were twisted into charred remains in the sea of ​​fire, and their vengeful spirits became nourishment for the bone dragon's soul core.

The Flaming Bone Dragon opened its massive mouth wide and suddenly spewed out a ball of undead fire. This flame, which was fused with the power of the undead, actually burned through the soul tools and martial souls of the two level-nine soul masters.

Soon, the Light Bone Dragon also descended from the sky, following in the footsteps of the first two bone dragon brothers.

Undead fire surged from its empty eye sockets, while the two super-energy cannons behind it unleashed holy shockwaves with purifying properties.

The flesh and blood puppets that the evil spirit masters were so proud of vaporized in the rain of light, and the soul banner of an evil spirit master elder was burned with countless holes by the holy light as soon as it was unfurled.

As it swooped down across the ground, its dragon claws, covered in soul-guided armor, directly crushed the level-nine soul-guided device, the Life Decomposition Cannon, into scrap metal while it was charging up.

Then he suddenly twisted his body, and the 155mm ray turret embedded between his finger bones precisely locked onto the target and fired in bursts, blasting the seven evil soul masters who were forming an array into pieces.

"This isn't an undead creature; it's a mobile level-nine soul tool fortress, the perfect dragon-shaped experimental subject number one!"

Kong Deming roared and crushed the communication crystal.

He witnessed the Frost Bone Dragon withstand three level-nine soul-guided rays, while the soul-guided armor covered with deep-sea silver only rippled slightly.

The two soul cores in the belly of the Light Bone Dragon spun wildly, simultaneously charging all twelve turrets;

Suddenly, the spine of the Flame Bone Dragon split open, revealing four hundred honeycomb ray emitters hidden in its bone marrow—this was the trump card of Experiment Subject One.

As the three-headed skeletal dragons formed a triangular formation and spiraled into the air, they transformed the entire battlefield into a hellish scene:

The left side of the position was frozen in a hundred-meter-thick ice coffin, the central area was filled with lava and poisonous fire, and the right side was full of vitrified pits purified by holy light.

When they swooped down for the second time, their unbridled behavior thoroughly enraged Zhongliwu's bone dragon.

It was once on par with Zhongli Wu, possessing a combat power of level ninety-eight!

How dare these three bone dragons, who have just reached the level of Super Douluo, be so unrestrained in front of me!

But it forgot to pay attention to one thing: it was true that the aura emanating from these three bone dragons was only level 95, but who would dare to say that their combat power was only level 95?

However, in the blink of an eye, the head of the Dark Bone Dragon, which had rashly flown into the battlefield and soared into the sky in an attempt to display its dragon power, was ripped off by the Light Bone Dragon.

Zhongliwu let out a miserable scream, vomiting a mouthful of blood essence, and watched helplessly as the remains of his companion bone dragon were torn apart and devoured by the three-headed bone dragon in mid-air.

All of this happened so fast.

Zhongli Wu initially just wanted to see how his bone dragon would fare against Huo Yuhao's bone dragons, so as to analyze whether Huo Yuhao's undead army was all show and no substance.

But in the blink of an eye, his bone dragon was torn apart and swallowed whole by the three bone dragons that worked together so well. Not even his soul fire was left behind. It was sucked into the mouth of one of the bone dragons like a milk jelly!

At the forefront of the Sun Moon Empire's army, Huo Yuhao stood proudly high in the sky, while the undead legion behind him was already poised to attack.

The holy flames burning on the soul armor of the skeletons and zombies continued to rise, and the aura of killing intent and holy light swirled and condensed.

The liches raised their staffs high, and one forbidden spell after another began to be chanted.

[The Lich's Resolve: Move your staff towards your eyes and point it to the sky, strengthen your resolve, and greatly increase the power of your next spell.]

[The magic used by the liches who once served the Necromancer God and the Scourge Elex.]

They firmly believed that the Scourge Elex would lead them to establish a kingdom solely for the dead, in which Elex would become a true god.

Before unleashing their ultimate abilities, they cast buffs first; clearly, the liches haven't forgotten this.

The wailing banshee uttered a high-pitched and melodious song like that of a vengeful ghost, which invigorated the souls of any undead creature that heard it, and terrified any living person, causing their fighting spirit to plummet.

The death knights, riding undead skeletal horses, formed a neat charging formation.

At this moment, all the undead creatures, with Huo Yuhao at their core, completely fused their surging fighting spirit into one, like thousands of demon gods descending to earth.

Their souls resonated, their power surged, reaching its peak before the battle.

Even Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui, who were confident in their cultivation, were sweating profusely from their clenched fists.

If it were only ten thousand Soul Masters, even if they were all Soul Emperor level experts, they wouldn't take them seriously, because if they couldn't beat them, they could run away.

But now, Huo Yuhao seems to have sealed off the entire space!

Kong Deming's earlier action of crushing the communication crystal was meaningless.

Unless Huo Yuhao is killed, no one is leaving today!

But look at that group of loyal, fat abominations united around Huo Yuhao, and those undead squad leaders who have just reached the seventh ring.

There were also hundreds of high-level undead at the Soul Douluo level, and dozens of titled quasi-undead lords.

Ye Xishui is slightly better.

Long Xiaoyao, who possesses the Dark Holy Dragon Martial Soul, is now under immense pressure.

Even Huo Yuhao himself was unaware that after absorbing Di Tian's soul ring and transforming the other party into his own soul spirit, Huo Yuhao's body was already covered with a layer of dragon might!

The dragon's might emanating from him originates from the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King Di Tian, ​​a direct descendant of the nine divine dragons!

Such a noble bloodline possessed an extremely strong suppressive force on Long Xiaoyao.

Huo Yuhao didn't even move much. Just by sensing the dragon's might emanating from Huo Yuhao, Long Xiaoyao's combat power was already reduced by one or two-tenths out of thin air.

Now, this Dragon Emperor Douluo is even considering how he can tear open a spatial passage for Ye Xishui and find a way out.

beat?

He couldn't possibly win. Although he didn't know how strong Huo Yuhao was, he was more than capable of dealing with them.

This is an extremely precious feeling.

For geniuses, the only thing they bring to others is an insurmountable sense of despair, but they themselves rarely feel this sense of despair.

But Long Xiaoyao has experienced it.

(End of this chapter)