Douluo: Starting by Taking Control of the Holy Ghost Cult's Saintess Chapter 203 210: This Mister Huo's Great Saber Does Not Figh

"Don't!"

The scent from Xian Lin'er's body made Wang Shaojie completely lose his reason. He stepped forward and with one hand, embraced her delicate body, about to transform into a wolf of the moonlit night.

Pfft—

The next mont, Wang Shaojie's head had directly flown off. The spraying blood had splattered all over Xian Lin'er's body. The thick, bloody sll had made her briefly wake up.

In the dark space, a cold light danced. The Ice Wheel Moon in Huo Yuhao's hand drew one after another of a beautiful arc in the air. Accompanied by it were one after another of miserable cries, the sound of one's own limbs falling to the ground.

In the interrogation room, including Wang Shaojie, there were a total of eleven soul masters, generally at the realm of a Soul Elder and Soul Ancestor. The strongest one was at most at the level of a half-step Soul King. How could they possibly be Huo Yuhao's opponent?

In just a few breaths' ti, this place was already a ss. The thick sll of blood qi was nauseating. These mbers of the disciplinary team, who had been a scourge to the region, had all turned into pieces of minced at, lying horizontally on the ground without any regularity, like a human hell.

"What, have the old n of the Sea God Pavilion not seen so bloody scenes?" Huo Yuhao turned to the dazed Xian Lin'er. His foot fiercely stomped on the belly of the headless corpse of Wang Shaojie at his feet.

"Let help you sober up."

Pfft!

The severed part of the corpse's head directly sprayed out blood, directly spraying all over Xian Lin'er's face and body.

This was what a Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Cult should do. And even this was nothing. He had only killed a dozen people.

Xian Lin'er was directly dumbfounded. She, who had once stayed in the Shrek Supervision Group, had not been without seeing this kind of scene. But she had not expected that Huo Yuhao could actually easily do this kind of thing at the age of twelve or thirteen.

What she didn't know was that Huo Yuhao, in his previous life, had in a short period of ti continuously traveled through several cities, and had, with cruel thods, killed nearly ten people.

Perhaps at the beginning, he would still feel nauseous, disgusted, and could only rely on hatred to barely suppress this kind of feeling. And as the number of cris had gradually increased, Huo Yuhao could already nonchalantly dismber a living person and send them into a at grinder. Until the last ti, he had brought a few mad dogs that had been hungry for a long ti and had watched with his own eyes as they had torn the beast, Luanshi, to shreds and had devoured him.

This was also the reason why he had so quickly adapted to the blood pool body tempering of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Huo Yuhao's left hand picked up the Xian Lin'er, whose clothes did not cover her body, by the waist. It was not suitable to stay here for long. He had already, through his spiritual perception, detected that many people were moving towards this side.

The interrogation room was in the deepest part of the disciplinary team's office. There was only one road to co out. It was destined that this would be a bloody road.

Soon, Huo Yuhao had, through his spiritual power, sensed that he was surrounded by dozens of people in front. Among them were many soul masters. The one with the highest cultivation had already reached the Soul King level.

Huo Yuhao only knew that with his Ice Wheel Moon in a completely liberated state, he could fight head-on with an ordinary Titled Douluo.

"He's out!"

The mbers of the disciplinary team who were blocking the corridor soon saw Huo Yuhao's figure, as well as on his shoulder, a sheet of white...

"Fire!"

The mbers of the disciplinary team all raised the soul tool rays in their hands. The infrared rays focused on Huo Yuhao's charging figure.

Bang bang bang!

Huo Yuhao, without changing his expression, raised his hand and released a Myriad Flower Ice Mirror before him, blocking all these soul tool rays. Imdiately, his figure flashed. After getting close to these people, his Ice Wheel Moon had just like that casually slashed down.

Pfft pfft pfft!

Huo Yuhao could not see and had no patience to detect the effect after his blade had struck. He only knew that with one blade, he had successfully cut a person into two halves. As for whether it was cut in half at the waist or split from the middle, that was not what he was concerned about.

Huo Yuhao's three great martial souls corresponded to three soul master directions. If one were to say that the Spirit Eyes martial soul was inclined towards auxiliary, then the Immortal Spirit Wood martial soul was more inclined towards control. Only the Death God martial soul was his only power-attack-type ability.

With the amplification of the Ice Empress's Wings, Huo Yuhao's speed was even more so not inferior to an agility-attack-type soul master of a higher realm.

Huo Yuhao's third martial soul was the most exaggerated. His first soul ring impressively had several of the Ice Empress's signature soul skills, as well as all of Electrolux's undead magic. The number of skills was as high as a dozen.

After becoming symbiotic with the Snow Empress, he had, just as in the original novel, obtained four soul rings. It was just that they were four snow-white soul rings of different colors.

A road of slaughter, a road of miserable cries. The long corridor had in an instant added dozens of corpses that had been cut in two. Huo Yuhao and Xian Lin'er, the two of them, had long been soaked in fresh blood. However, the latter at this ti was still disturbed by the powder from before. Her head was muddled. She was being carried naked on Huo Yuhao's body, her whole body extrely uncomfortable.

A piercing alarm sound continuously sounded. Huo Yuhao had charged out all the way. His battle intent was awe-inspiring, as if he had entered an unmanned territory. The cloth that had been covering his eyes had already completely turned a blood color. The number of disciplinary team mbers who had died at his hands had already exceeded a hundred.

Seeing more and more people surrounding the disciplinary office, Huo Yuhao knew that to ascend into the sky and escape would surely be t with a concentrated fire from soul tool weapons. He was now unable to use the simulation skill of his Spirit Eyes. In addition, his pair of brilliant, gem-like ice-crystal wings were a pure, living target.

The Kamui space indeed could not be used. But don't forget, he still had the undead demiplane to enter.

Huo Yuhao muttered sothing. He began to outline the gate of the undead on his hand. After a bout of a fierce battle, he had also had so consumption. The soul tools of the Sun Moon Empire were very formidable. It was by no ans possible to just rush through recklessly.

Getting closer to him, Xian Lin'er could clearly feel that when he had released this third martial soul, his entire body had exuded a hair-raising, cold and sinister aura. It was a cold and sinister aura that was full of a deathly silence. In the past, she had had no small number of dealings with evil soul masters with a death aura and a dark aura. This ability of Huo Yuhao's was indeed extrely similar to an evil soul master!

The gray hexagram that Huo Yuhao had outlined this ti was much larger than what he had tried on his own before.

A gray light blood. The huge hexagram slowly landed. When the strong, gray halo of light had once again risen, it had already completely encompassed the bodies of the two people.

A light flashed, and the two people had at the sa ti disappeared from their original spot.

Xian Lin'er only felt waves of a strong dizziness co. Everything around seed to be twisting, as if to tear her body to shreds.

Just at this ti, a cold airflow ca from Huo Yuhao's body, protecting her within and completely isolating the painful feeling.

This process was not long. Suddenly, Xian Lin'er felt her body lighten, and she had already arrived in another world.

Regaining her senses, Xian Lin'er saw that she was being protected by the gray airflow emanating from Huo Yuhao's body. Soon, the strange feeling had once again broken through her reason. She was now naked, and was being held by Huo Yuhao. It was undoubtedly even more uncomfortable.

Huo Yuhao's mind relaxed. This demiplane, besides him, no one could possibly break in. The Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena, could break open his Kamui space, but she absolutely could not break open this undead demiplane.

And the next mont, Xian Lin'er's head was buried at the base of his neck. Her red lips parted slightly, and she bit his neck with one bite.

Huo Yuhao's face imdiately beca strange. He was just about to throw this troubleso woman down but was held by her two arms around his neck.

"Mmm..."

Xian Lin'er let out a sound as if in a dream. The mature aura on her body, mixed with the sll of blood, rushed into Huo Yuhao's nose.

The mont Huo Yuhao's arm had subconsciously wrapped around her soft, slender waist, Xian Lin'er's body had suddenly stiffened. Conditioned reflex-like, she had turned around and had slapped at Huo Yuhao's face. However, because her state at this ti was too poor, the jade-like hand that had been pressed against Huo Yuhao's face was on the contrary soft and powerless, as if it were a lover's massage.

"Are you courting death?" Huo Yuhao was a little annoyed and couldn't help but say angrily.

Xian Lin'er quickly sobered up a little. Sensing the intimate posture of the two now, her pretty face fiercely showed a touch of paleness. She moved her head away like lightning, bit her silver teeth, and said in a difficult, low voice, "Huo Yuhao, if you dare to do that thing to ... after I have recovered, I will surely kill you!"

In her serious voice, there was actually, rarely, a little bit of a crying tone.

Huo Yuhao said helplessly, "Don't worry. This Mister Huo's great saber does not fight the old or young..."

But before he could finish his words, Huo Yuhao only felt Xian Lin'er's breathing beco a few points more rapid. Her red lips parted slightly and had actually directly blocked the words he had wanted to continue to say.