(Two more chapters in the evening, today is still the four more Ha brothers!) Is it cool to watch the plot this time, can you say? ）

The Mingdou Mountains, in mid-air.

The strongest soul king, the Death Emissary, had already used his strength to eat, and he almost took out all the soul power in his next life to overdraft it to provide energy for the flying soul guide on his body that was somewhat similar in appearance to Doraemon's bamboo dragonfly.

This flying soul guide from the Sun and Moon Empire, and I don't know which Heartless Eye Soul Master designed it was the most valuable thing in his body.

And why is it said that the person who designed this flying soul guide lacks a heart, because this flying soul guide is indeed a little similar to a bamboo dragonfly, that is, it needs to be fixed on the head with a specific sleeve.

It's a great way to save materials, but if you fly too fast, you'll easily tear your head off.

However, the Death Messenger thinks that this thing is completely worth the money, the group of black marketeers smuggling in the Mingdou Mountain Range of the Sun and Moon Empire really didn't deceive people, and the flying soul guide can really be used to save lives at critical times!

"I received a tip report that the bloodthirsty demon was slaughtered by an unknown force, and the Holy Sect told me to be careful, but I hated that I didn't take it to heart. If you transfer it early, how can there be such a thing? But why hasn't the Lord of the Holy Sect come to pick us up and evacuate to the Sun and Moon Empire? ”

The Grim Reaper muttered as he clenched his neck hard. No way, his own weight, coupled with the fact that he was carrying two people, made his head feel like he was going to move.

"No, that old man's strength is too strong, if he flies so slowly, if he catches me, he will be finished!" The Death Messenger looked at the two hostages he was carrying, thought about it seriously, and threw Ma Xiaotao directly from mid-air.

"This kid has a white tiger martial spirit, and it should have something to do with Dai Hao's old horseman. If you train him to be a corpse slave, he should be greatly rewarded. ”

However, he didn't know that in fact, the woman with a hot figure who was thrown down by him was the person who was most valuable to the Holy Spirit Sect.

There is no way, our strongest Soul King has never gone to school, and he doesn't know what the Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul is, so he can only miss this opportunity to ascend to the sky in one step.

During the escape from the secret passage just now, the Grim Reaper did not forget to slap the button on the wall and detonate the explosives that had been buried for a long time.

As a result, almost the entire corridor in the cave was blown down, and the backhand that had been set up since he settled in the Mingdou Mountains and started to run the lair now finally came into play.

What about Title Douluo, isn't he being played with by my son of luck?

When I also achieve this level of cultivation with the help of the Holy Sect, I will tie you to the soul guide cannon and use your corpse to set off fireworks in the sky!

After flying forward again for half an hour, the body of the Deathbringer suddenly shook, and then his body suddenly turned sharply.

"Boom!"

A black and white fire lotus brushed past him, exploding directly above his head. The blazing air caused the figure of the Death Messenger flying in the air to sway like a candle in the wind, and it had no choice but to fall downward.

Landing on the ground, the Grim Reaper looked around in some panic. The attack just now almost reached the power of the Soul Emperor level, and if he was really hit directly, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

However, when his eyes focused again, he found that there was a young man in a black power suit standing next to him, and the young man was carrying two chickens in his hands.

"You're the Grim Reaper, aren't you? Xuanzi's old bangzi really let you escape, why did Shrek come up with such a Shabi thing? ”

Hearing the words of the black-clothed young man in front of him, the face of the Death Messenger changed sharply. However, when he saw the two white soul rings on the young man in front of him who were slightly rhythmic, he was suddenly stunned.

"Great Soul Master?!" The Death Bringer said with a shocked expression.

As he ran, the cloak on his head had been lifted, revealing a face that looked like a skeleton. His face seemed to be covered only by a piece of skin, and his pale green eyes were full of shock.

There's no way not to be shocked, why did the Great Soul Master dare to block the path of him, the Soul King? Are you a flathead? Whoever you see is going to do a shot?

Also, who sent that attack just now, could it be that there are some hidden powerhouses here?

Thinking of this, the Death Messenger couldn't help but take a closer look around, but he didn't find anything.

The young man's hands in front of him suddenly burst into an ice-blue light, and he froze the two Kunkun Kun who were still struggling in his hands into ice sculptures and threw them aside.

"Every evil soul master is a great being, and I am the spokesman of the god of death and the messenger of the god of death. You are clearly not very old, and you dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of this messenger? The Messenger of Death couldn't understand the depth of the young man in front of him, and at this time, he didn't have the idea of doing anything at all, he just wanted to scare and scare him.

And he didn't forget that there was a Titled Douluo chasing him behind him, and now he just wanted to run for his life quickly, and he didn't want to be too entangled with the young man.

However, the young man in black smiled faintly and walked slowly towards him step by step. And although his cultivation seemed to be just a great soul master, the Death Messenger felt the threat of death in him.

"You, I warn you not to come, or I'll kill him!" The Deathbringer pulled out a sinister black dagger from behind him, the blade of which was pointed straight at Dai Keyheng's neck.

Suddenly, however, he saw the young man's eyes in front of him spew out a colorful flame. And then, a sharp pain like a pinprick suddenly appeared in his mind, and his thinking also stopped instantly.

And when he regained his senses again, he found that Dai Keyheng, who was held hostage by him, had lost both legs, but the wound of his broken leg was covered with a thin layer of ice, which stopped the blood gushing out.

"You, you." The Messenger of Death stared blankly at everything in front of him, and a sense of horror filled his heart.

"It is worthy of being the Evil Soul Master's Death Messenger, acting so unscrupulously, he actually cut off the legs of Dai Hao's own son, the Duke of the White Tiger, for life, which is simply a heinous crime." The young man in black smiled faintly.

"No, it's you. I'm not."

The Grim Reaper's face changed sharply, and he was about to say something. However, the figure of the young man in front of him flickered again, and then he realized that he actually saw the ground under his feet at zero distance.

"You can let me use the twelfth layer of Tianluo Duel, you are still the first on this continent, go with peace of mind." The young man in black looked at the headless corpse in front of him, as well as the head that rolled to the ground, and said lightly.

The strongest soul king of the generation, the messenger of death, once again died in the hands of another hanger who was even more rebellious than him, Huo Yuhao.

The blood that flowed from the corpse of the Reaper was not crimson, but black with a rancid smell. The blood spread across the ground, the surrounding vegetation died in an instant, and even a large amount of corpse poison lurked in his own body.

A moment later, even his own corpse began to be corrupted by the poisonous blood, which showed that the power of the corpse poison was almost as powerful as blood sealing his throat.

"Deathbringer? It's ridiculous. A corpse witch who has sacrificed his own flesh and blood just after touching the edge of necromancy is also worthy of being called a messenger of death? The power of death is purification, not the conjuring of corpses. It's ridiculous that he didn't even have the possibility of becoming a lich, and that he dared to speak out. ”

While listening to the fragmented thoughts of Yi Lao in the sea of spirits, Huo Yuhao sprinkled the black poisonous blood taken from the corpse of the Death Messenger on Dai Keyheng's broken leg wound, as well as the two broken thighs.

The two severed legs that fell to the ground were poured with the poisonous blood that contained countless corpse poisons, and they were immediately corrupted into black blood sludge. And the wound on Dai Keyheng's broken leg was slightly corroded by the corpse poison, and it was frozen by Huo Yuhao again.

After all, there is still a good show to be staged next!

After all the small means of planting the blame were dealt with, Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea also heard a reminder from Yao Lao.

"Yuhao, that one who loves chicken thighs is here!"

(End of chapter)