Douluo: Xiu Xuanjun seven chapters, become the compassionate medicine king!

Chapter 100: Drowning of Thought

"Where are you going to run this time?"

The skinny Bu Liren broke through the crowded battlefield, rushed in front of Huo Yuhao, and swung his sharp claws at him!

The shadow has already covered Huo Yuhao's cheek, and the sharp claws are within reach!

Spirit Eyes... Useless... Ice-Blue Emperor Scorpion... Useless... Undead Magic... Useless...

His three martial spirits had all lost their function at this moment and had no effect on the skinny Bu Liren.

Even though it had just suffered a serious blow, it was still not something Huo Yuhao could deal with right now.

Electrolux in the spirit world is ready to possess and rescue.

The sharpness reflected in the pupil gradually grew bigger, Huo Yuhao quickly retreated, and the skinny Bu Liren's attack missed at the right time.

He glanced at the pale-faced Huo Yuhao and felt confused. Could it be that he had made a wrong judgment and those subordinates were not killed by this guy?
Or were they unable to bear the grace of the Immortal Lord and were retaliated against?

This kind of situation has happened before. Even people who have successfully taken the elixir may later turn into mindless creatures for some unknown reason.

Thinking of this, the thin Bu Liren didn't plan to hold back any longer and wanted to end the battle quickly to avoid any more trouble.

"Ouch!"

His blood boiled again, and he turned into a blood shadow and instantly appeared in front of Huo Yuhao. No matter how much he resisted, the thin Bu Liren's movements were not hindered at all.

A trace of despair flashed through Huo Yuhao's heart, and then he remembered his promise.

No! I can't die! I haven't fulfilled my promise to Chun, and I haven't avenged my mother yet, how can it end like this!
With a determined look on his face, Huo Yuhao mustered all his strength and shouted, "Only saints can be divine without being diviner than gods, and can control all things and grasp their opportunities..."

The moment these two sentences were uttered, the thin Bu Liren, who was closest to him, stopped moving and his face was visibly filled with fear. He didn't know why this happened. He tried his best to move his body, but it didn't move at all.

Of course he wouldn't understand, because this is the instinctive fear of life, a fear that is born spontaneously from the blood and genes. They are afraid of some great existence in the dark!

The clouds in the dark night dispersed, revealing the bright moon. No... not bright. For some reason, the moon tonight was a kind of yellow color that revealed a sense of decay.

When everyone saw that moon, they felt extremely nauseous, and some even vomited!

The fierce battle stopped and an eerie silence fell outside the city gate.

Only Huo Yuhao was still chanting some kind of hymn.

"…You can gather it, disperse it, and control it…"

His lively eyes gradually became empty, and his whole body revealed a mechanical feeling at this moment, as if he had turned into a machine.

Outside the sky, Tang San, who was always paying attention to the storm of Douluo Star's laws, suddenly realized at a certain moment that the storm had stopped. This made him overjoyed, thinking that his father had finally sorted out the laws.

With the idea of ​​making those who had a right to die pay the price, he immediately stood up and once again ignored the order of the divine world and entered alone.

However, just as he took one step forward, the storm of laws swept in again, and he was caught off guard and lost his lower body in an instant.

"what!!"

Tang San retreated with a wail of pain, and used his divine power to restore his body. He looked at Douluo Star and roared: "There is a way to die! There is a way to die!"

He didn't know what had just happened. He just thought it was another foreign god causing trouble. This made him extremely angry, but he had no place to vent.

Forcibly suppressing his anger, Tang San's expression changed constantly.

He thought that he could no longer sit there and wait for death. Although he could understand and interfere with Douluo Star through the wisp of soul hidden in Xiaoqi, it was only a wisp of soul, and he had to make other preparations.

……

The strange yellow moon in the sky gradually returned to the familiar brightness of the world, and the heavy feeling that had been pressing on the heart suddenly disappeared, and everyone collapsed to the ground. But suddenly someone heard the eulogy and his face changed in shock.

Why isn’t it over yet!
Huo Yuhao, whose pupils had regained some clarity, did not stop reciting. He knew very well that this was the only way to determine the outcome of the current situation.

"...the sun responds to all things..."

What he was chanting was a summoning technique from the "Soul-Capturing and Ghost-Binding Talisman", which called on a great being from the unknown to descend and possess his body, giving him great power for a short period of time.

But he didn't know that part of this magic had been modified, and what was summoned in the end was not a certain foreign god, but a connection with that strange world.

"Wow - wow -"

The sound of waves rang in people's ears, and their hearts skipped a beat. What they heard was the waves and the call, just like the gentle call of a mother.

An illusory world appears and disappears in the sky, as if it is about to break through the boundary with reality.

People can clearly see the surging waves and the countless souls falling into eternal sleep.

They didn't know where that place was, but they felt great fear. Humans are extremely resistant to unknown things.

Only a few people, like Ye Guyi, felt a desire from the bottom of their hearts. Something in their bodies was boiling and leaping, and at the same time, some whispers echoed in their ears.

Say……

"What is justice...what is evil..."

This sound was full of anger, this sound was full of loneliness, this sound was full of solitude... It should have been a simple question, but Ye Guyi couldn't answer it.

Wanhun Douluo tried his best to control the restless Wanhun Banner in his hand and roared: "Kill him!"

Hateful Douluo did not hesitate at all. He slapped the old Ye Kongtian away with one palm, turned around and concentrated his strongest killing move to attack Huo Yuhao.

He didn't know what the situation was now, but he knew very well that all of this was caused by this kid. If he killed him, everything would be over!
Facing the impending attack, Huo Yuhao did not dodge or evade, but simply recited the last line of the hymn with a calm expression.

"… His heart was at peace."

After these words were spoken, everyone looked up at the sky as if they had sensed something, and then they saw a scene that they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

The sky is pouring down thousands of waters!
The boundary between spirit and reality was broken, and the sea of ​​thoughts flowed back into reality!

People were terrified and completely let go of their hatred. They tried to escape in a panic, but they soon found that they could not get out of this range no matter how hard they ran, as if this space was locked.

"what!!"

The Ten Thousand Souls Douluo in the air let out a sharp howl, and when the sea of ​​thoughts completely poured into reality, the ghosts in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner that were inspired by it finally broke free from their restraints, pounced on the Ten Thousand Souls Douluo with hideous faces, and devoured his soul!
Seeing this, Hateful Douluo was horrified and stopped attacking Huo Yuhao. Instead, he dug downwards desperately in an attempt to cut off contact with the Sea of ​​Thoughts.

However, Ye Guyi discovered that the sea water seemed real but was still illusory and was composed of countless souls.

Suddenly, a wave hit her, and countless broken images emerged in her mind!
Anyone who comes into contact with the Sea of ​​Thoughts will be affected by the thoughts and memories contained therein, and those with weaker wills may even mistake themselves for someone else.

However, they were still lucky, because Huo Yuhao, as the one who cast the summoning spell, was the one who was truly hit the hardest.

If they were just accidentally touched and splashed with water, then Huo Yuhao was completely immersed in the water.

Thoughts accumulated over countless years rose and fell in his mind. The confused memories and mumblings could even turn him into an idiot!

He can't breathe!
He is about to drown in this tide of thoughts!

　I saw many people commenting that the quality of the chapters in recent days is very poor. I feel sorry for this and said that I will not write so many fighting scenes in the future. As I was writing, I forgot the theme of the book and wrote it as a fantasy.

　　As for the issue of updating, I still cannot solve it, because I am abroad and my work and rest time is different from yours. It is midnight there, but I have just arrived at 4000 pm. According to the platform regulations, the author must update at least 1 words a day. I need to complete it between 0 am and am Beijing time, so I am very rushed.

　　
　
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