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Huo Yuhao said coldly: "I have to thank you for helping me prepare such an isolated place to capture the Holy Spirit Sect in one fell swoop."
He and Huo Qiuer stood side by side, their soul powers merged again, helping Huo Yuhao to quickly recover.
The Golden Dragon Spear was already in Huo Qiuer's hand, and the two of them slowly walked towards Feng Ling.
Swah——
Dazzling light burst out from Huo Yuhao and Huo Qiuer, illuminating the ruins of Xishan in the night.
It was another martial soul fusion technique, but unlike the golden dragon summoned previously, the martial soul fusion technique performed by the two at this moment was a golden glow.
The Golden Dragon Martial Spirit and the Holy Death God.
This light was very similar to the afterglow that Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong had displayed before, equally brilliant, dazzling and dazzling.
Even the names are very similar.
setting sun.
But unlike the afterglow, the light released by the setting sun lacks that sacredness and has more chillness and solemnity, just like the bleak sunset after autumn, silently announcing the coming winter.
A raging cold wind was howling in the ruins of Xishan, as if it was going to blow away the dusty souls of the heartbroken people.
Feng Ling's body was unable to move and she could only watch Huo Yuhao and Huo Qiuer slowly approaching her.
sulfuric acid--
The golden dragon spear mercilessly pierced Feng Ling's chest. A layer of gray light appeared on Huo Yuhao's right hand and he grabbed Feng Ling's face.
Feng Ling's vitality and soul were devoured by the golden dragon spear in Huo Qiuer's hands and Huo Yuhao respectively.
The setting sun is like frost, turning the world into a painting studio, dyeing everything with autumn colors.
The west wind is like a bandit. It regards the universe as its hunting ground and plunders the spirits of all living things.
Feng Ling's body and soul were trembling in fear, but she was at the end of her strength and had no strength to resist anymore. She could only helplessly wait for death to come.
She used up her last bit of strength and let out a desperate cry.
"Yan Shaozhe, I hate it so much——"
In the last moments of her life, she did not call for her parents because she had no parents.
She also didn't call her nominal husband Zhongli Wu because she didn't love him at all.
The person she was calling out was her lover from seventy years ago.
That was the source of all the suffering in her fate.
The deputy leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, the ninety-seventh-level Super Douluo Feng Ling, died and turned into ashes that were blown away by the wind and transformed into the soul power of Huo Yuhao and Huo Qiuer.
The vitality and soul power of a Super Douluo surpassed that of the highest-level milk bottle in the world. The two Soul Emperors both broke through the level 70 barrier at this moment.
At this point, all the high-level members of the Holy Spirit Church who entered the Xishan Secret Realm were completely wiped out.
Huo Yuhao suddenly laughed. He slowly turned his gaze to Huo Qiuer, and his left eye under the broken goggles revealed a teasing look.
"Autumn has always been a time of sadness and loneliness."
Huo Qiuer opened her mouth subconsciously: "I..."
She stopped talking after she said the first word, because she knew that if she really responded to the other person's words, it would reveal her identity.
Huo Qiuer paused and also smiled. She no longer cared about anything else. She raised the golden dragon spear in her hand, pointed it at the night sky, and shouted loudly.
"I say autumn is better than spring."
Huo Yuhao sneered again, took out his soul guide cigarette and took two puffs.
He felt that everything in his life was full of coincidences.
Someone is secretly manipulating his destiny, and there is an invisible force helping him fight against it.
If he had not met Gao Dalou by chance, who introduced him to Mingde Hall, and if he had not risked his life to move the thirty level nine fixed-type soul guide shells when Mingde Hall was attacked, he would certainly not be able to escape from the Qiankun Wenqing Valley now.
The power of thirty level nine fixed-type soul-guided shells is so powerful that even gods would be afraid.
The sun and the moon are restored to their original positions, and heaven and earth are righted.
The lake water stopped flowing and the green mountains changed color.
The green light illuminates the Sun and Moon City, and the loud thunder breaks the night of the bright capital.
The cold wind whistled, the Jade Rabbit sank to the west, and the Golden Crow fell.
Huo Yuhao only felt that some shackles on his body disappeared, and a feeling of heroism arose in his heart.
He looked up to the sky and shouted: "I hold the sun and the moon in my hands and pluck the stars. There is no one like me in the world."
"Do you think you can trap me? Huh?"
Under the night sky shrouded in green light, the young boy and girl forged their intertwined destinies with their blood.
Huo Yuhao clenched his right fist and pounded his chest hard, as if to let out all the resentment that had been suppressed in his heart.
"I am indeed a rebellious person. I disobeyed patriarchal authority before and I disobey imperial authority now. I don't mind continuing to disobey divine authority in the future."
"Don't worry, I'll go up to find you after I finish dealing with things on the mainland!"
This is a young man's struggle against fate, or perhaps it is a declaration of war by the Ice Emperor on earth against the Sea God in the sky.
Although he was looking up, Huo Yuhao's eyes were full of contempt.
The unyielding roar echoed throughout the ruins of Xishan, and was intended to be heard by the gods in heaven.
"Qian Kun Wen Qing Valley? Huh?"
"Step on yin and yang to determine the fate of the world,"
"I am the most respected since ancient times!"
Chapter 396 Identify yourself
Just like the ripples caused by a stone falling into the water quickly returning to calm, the space demonstrated an extremely powerful self-repairing ability. The previous cracks had disappeared at this moment. Only Huo Yuhao and others who were thrown out and some scattered low-level undead confirmed the existence of the broken space.
Huo Yuhao, who had just killed Feng Ling and recovered a little, did not continue to stand there in a daze. His mental detection had been warning him of the powerful dangerous aura in the distance.
The two Ice and Snow Emperors, wearing cloaks, have appeared beside him.
"Yuhao, the two Ultimate Douluos from the Holy Spirit Cult are here."
Bingdi looked solemnly in the direction where Ye Xishui was blown back by the explosion, but the vigilance in his tone gradually relaxed.
"But their aura is getting farther and farther away. They must have left."
Huo Yuhao nodded.
The two Ultimate Douluo from the Holy Spirit Church were naturally Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao. They chose to retreat on their own initiative, so the Body Sect and Shrek were naturally safe for the time being.
Long Aotian, Vina, Xian Lin'er, Dai Huabin and others were also scattered not far away.
Huo Yuhao hooked his finger at the undead skeletons wandering in the distance, and they walked over and passed through the Undead Gate back to the demiplane.
He glanced at the ruins of the West Hill, feeling melancholy.
The Holy Spirit Church is almost destroyed.
Together with the several elders killed by Du Bushi earlier, and Feng Ling and others who were killed in the explosion along with Qiankun Wenqing Valley, most of the powerful men above the Titled Douluo level in the Holy Spirit Sect had died.
Apart from the two Ultimate Douluo, Ye Xi and Shuilong Xiaoyao, the leader Zhongli Wu, and at most two or three absent elders, the Holy Spirit Church no longer has any high-end combat power.
The Holy Spirit Church, which originally had more than twenty Titled Douluo and was qualified to compete for the top position on the continent, had its backbone severely broken.
Huo Yuhao had been thinking about how to destroy the Holy Spirit Church all along, but unexpectedly, by some strange coincidence, the Qiankun Questioning Valley gave him a chance.
"What a pity that Zhongli Wu's mother was not locked up as well." Huo Yuhao frowned and looked regretfully at the direction where Ye Xishui's breath was fading away.
With this greatest threat still around, the Holy Spirit Church is almost destroyed. Who knows what crazy actions she will take.
She should have been blown to death as well. No matter how powerful an Extreme Douluo was, there was no way he could survive an explosion of that magnitude. It was impossible for him to be reborn from the ashes like Feng Ling, right?
Huo Yuhao took another puff of soul-guiding cigarette, enjoying the long-lost comfort.
He glanced at Huo Qiuer beside him, pinched the soul guide cigarette between his middle and index fingers, and shook it at her.
"Have one?"
Huo Qiu'er was stunned and refused calmly: "I don't need it."
“You don’t want it?” Huo Yuhao put the soul guide cigarette in his mouth again and asked calmly, “But according to legend, doesn’t Suan Ni like fireworks?”
Huo Qiuer shuddered all over, and she and Huo Yuhao tacitly maintained silence for more than ten seconds.
Huo Yuhao finally revealed her identity to her face.
After a long while, Huo Qiuer asked, "When did you guess it?"
Huo Yuhao took a puff of cigarette and removed the broken goggles from his eye sockets.
"There are so many details that I have forgotten. I feel like I guessed it too late. I should have thought of it immediately when you didn't recognize Xue Di." His tone was casual.
"Then what do you want to do to me?" Huo Qiu'er said coldly, "After all, I wanted to kill you so much."
The auras of the two Ice and Snow Emperors standing by had already become alert.
Huo Yuhao took another puff of cigarette and said calmly, “But you haven’t thought about it for a long time, right?”
"If you really wanted to, you could have at least done it during the previous adventure."
He did not get on edge, but quietly enjoyed the joy of surviving a disaster.
Huo Qiuer was silent for a moment and extended her right hand to him.
Huo Yuhao frowned: "What are you doing?"
"Have one." Huo Qiuer said coldly.
Huo Yuhao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and took out another brand new soul guide cigarette from his belt and handed it to Huo Qiuer.
Huo Qiuer imitated him and put the soul-guiding smoke into her mouth very skillfully without feeling any rejection or resistance.
As the legend goes, Suanni is an auspicious beast that likes fireworks.
Huo Qiuer’s true identity is the auspicious imperial beast in the Star Dou Great Forest, the three-eyed golden lion.
"Hehe, it tastes good." Huo Qiuer praised.